I mostly started this thread in the hope of goading Arnab and Gio into discussions of Italian soccer. But a couple of movie-related soccer topics have recently come to mind.
First, I just re-watched the central scene of the original Fever Pitch (the re-make was beyond horrible) with Colin Firth as a fanatical, obsessed Arsenal fan. It is a fine portrait of how sports obsession can make you miserable. I loathe Arsenal, and I’m concerned about the decency of the short shorts being worn by soccer players in 1989, but it is still worth seeing: here.
Second, I once posted analogies between Soviet cinema and Chelsea players. Now, to mark the passing of Oliver Postgate (12th April 1925 – 8th December 2008), who produced a wealth of British children’s TV and movies in my youth, another Chelsea fan has produced analogies between Chelsea players and characters in Postgate’s fiction. Why is it Chelsea fans are so much more creative than their team? But I reproduce it below:
Petr Cech (Owen the Signal): “Owen the Signal inhabits a signal box near Ivor’s shed and makes an occasional cameo appearances.â€
John Terry (Thor Nogson): “Although he may not be a Nog of great intellect, Thor Nogson, the Captain of the Royal Guard is strong and brave in adversity.â€
Ashley Cole (Small Clanger): “…being notable for his experiments by which he learns and pushes back the boundaries of his world.â€
John Obi Mikel (Jones the Steam): “…is just an ordinary engine-driver who is there to cope with whatever has to be coped with, and enjoy a cup of tea from Ivor’s boiler.â€
Joe Cole (Tog): “Having been made into a living being, he could not in all fairness be sent back to being a lifeless toy… Tog was hiding in a tree because he lost his scarf and was upset.â€
Deco (Ronf): “…the strongest and tallest of the little people who live in the Hot Water Valley, stands only knee-high to a Nog. But what he lacks in stature he makes up for in strength and stamina.â€
Nicolas Anelka (Olaf the Lofty): “Although Olaf’s inventions are invariably ingenious, so they are also invariably unreliable, often with dramatic results.â€
Didier Drogba (Bagpuss): “…is a magical cat. When he wakes up, all his friends come to life.â€
Salomon Kalou (Professor Yaffle): “…is the most complex of the characters, and moves around more than most, being nailed to the floor with tacks to prevent him falling over.â€
For those of you waiting with baited breath for the second in the projected trilogy of the Goal movies, it is now out and available to watch instantly. The first installment saw our hero Santiago Munez go from the poor streets of LA to play for Newcastle United, picking up a northern lass along the way.
This second movie starts with Santi as a hero in Newcastle, but immediately moving to Real Madrid where he is surrounded with Beckham, Carlos, Zidane, and others, all of whom jovially pat Santi on the back to show that they really did appear in the movie and were not just digitally inserted. The arc is utterly predictable as Santi lets the money and fame go to his head, loses the girl (or does he?), discovers he has a brother by the mother who abandoned him, and more. But he recovers his humility just in time for a thrilling Champions League final. And it must be a comedy because Arsenal is the opponent in that final.
What is left for the third movie? You have to assume the World Cup.
‘Damned United’ tells the story of Brian Clough’s early years as coach of Derby County and then, very briefly, Leeds United. Clough has always been a polarizing figure within English soccer: charismatic, arrogant, and brilliant. The movie ends in 1974, when he is fired as manager of Leeds, but he went on to remarkable success with Nottingham Forest, and the final line of the movie, rolling before the credits simply says “the best manager England never had.”
It is a small movie, without pretensions, content to recreate the world of northern England soccer, and to luxuriate in wonderful performances from Michael Sheen (Frost, Blair, werewolves) as Clough, Timothy Spall as Clough’s partner, Peter Taylor, Colm Meaney as Leeds manager, Don Revie, and Jim Broadbent as Sam Longson, owner of Derby County. It wisely avoids too much psychologizing about Clough’s ambition and missteps. A simple pleasure. Highly recommended.
I enjoyed it and would argue it’s Sheen’s best performance (of the three or four I’ve seen; I’ve yet to take in the latest Twilight flick).