What I was writing it for?: I was intending this to be my second series of related reviews (if you count my reviews of The Picture of Dorian Gray and Wilde as my first review series). I was going to do this as a look at the first films the stars of the Harry Potter franchise, Daniel Radcliffe, Emma Watson and Rupert Grint, starred in after the world of wands and wizards ended.
Well I feel safe in saying now that The Crimson Field has most definitely hit a new high with this latest episode. For a series from the perspective of nurses, I never truly considered how the field hospital could be used as a focal point for so much of the First World War experience.
That’s not to say that the nursing element does not play a vital part of this series, but this episode developed some background characters while bringing up some well-known, and some less well-known, aspects of this war.
So here I am again with the second episode of the BBC’s war drama The Crimson Field and I must say things are getting interesting. Suranne Jones, who turned up at the very end of the first episode on a motorbike and in man’s clothes, gets a larger presence as the civilian nurse volunteering for army service, the forward thinking Sister Joan Livesey. Marianne Oldham as Rosalie Berwick also gets a bit more screen focus than the previous episode and, as ever, the horrors of war of shown to us with more and more troops returning from the front line wounded. Oh by the way, some plot spoiler here.
So if you are a regular reader of mine, you have probably noticed that this isn’t The Prince of Egypt review that I’ve been promising to do on my return since January. You may possibly be annoyed for the lack of this review after nearly four months of me saying it would arrive on my return. Or you may be confused and may be thinking “What the hell is this guy on about?”
The truth is that business has once again invaded my life and I’ve been putting The Prince
of Egypt review on the backburner for a while. I was really struggling to put words down onto paper for the review and have just been staring blankly at it with no criticisms or praise coming to mind.
As a British person, I have grown up with the tradition of Remembrance. Every year, since 1919 on the second Sunday of November, the closest Sunday to the 11th November (Armistice Day) we hold Remembrance Sunday. On this day we remember those who gave their lives in times of war. It is a very sombre occasion with two minute’s silence being held. It’s a sad and beautiful affair.
However while remembering the dead of those who fought is a practice I shall hold no quarrel with, I somehow think we forget those who did not fight. For those who came together upon Christmas time and walked across the corpse and shell littered no man’s land to shake hands, share stories and leave aside animosity to be together at a time of merriment. The occasion I am talking of, of course, is the Christmas truce of 1914, and this has been captured superbly by the French film, Joyeux Noël.
As a student of history, I often get a high out of historical films, but then again I can also get incredibly annoyed when people automatically assume that I’ll like any and all historical films available to me. The same with books. Just because it’s got a bit of history to it doesn’t necessarily guarantee I’ll like the damn thing. But then the TV film on BBC 2 called The Wipers Times come around and damn it for being so damn good.