The Old Impish Games
The Old Impish Games
When I watched the ceremony of the official opening I was not taken aback, nor it surprised me. The Land, par excellence of the new Collective Insect, was not expected to produce something else but collective work, collective choreographies that can only mean amorphous and indistinct movement of huge masses.
The apex ot the ceremony was abusively military. Chinese soldiers in an uniform reminiscent of old soviet uniforms, marching like Nazi paratroopers carried the Olympic flag. They maneuvered automatically, as if they were devoid of brain (unnecessary in the military that can only accomplish orders). Their stiff movements made me laugh, it seemed as they were choreographed in some weird glorification of mechanization by Charlie Chaplin, of le Grand Dictateur.
The music was so New Age, so Astral, willing to determine the New Will of the Collective Republic, that it had the contrary effect, instead of sounding epic, futuristic, it sounded Deja vu OldNew.
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