We might be burnt to a crisp, but Prime Minister Stephen Harper, if he’s still with us, will still be talking about climate change (or global warming or a strange mild night in December), rather than the obvious, planetary heat, and he will still be blaming the Liberals for the mess we’re in.
In the years leading up to his long term target of a 50 per cent reduction of 1990 greenhouse-gas emissions levels — to credit such an announcement with the term “policy” would be to discredit the more meaningful words “avoidance” and “evasion” — the polar ice cap will have melted and cartography will have become a growth industry, the mapmakers forever scrambling to keep track of vanishing islands, eroding coastlines, and the migration of people inland. (more…)
I’m thrilled that my own personal Palme D’or pick – the Roumanian film “Four Months, Three Weeks and Two Days” by Cristian Mungiu – ended up winning the top prize at Cannes this year. For me it was between this film, and the Coen Brothers’ “No Country For Old Men“, and a lot of the international critics felt the same.
The Coens’ film, a genre-blender of cop chase and western based on a Cormac McCarthy novel, is an ingenious, suspenseful, and beautifully crafted picture about an aging sheriff (Tommy Lee Jones – no stretch there) trying to thwart an unstoppable serial killer, played by Javier Bardem. It’s a more serious and reflective movie than audiences might expect from the hyperironic directors of “Fargo”. Although there’s lots of bloodshed and some pungent comic bits, the movie delivers a serious and keenly elegiac portrait of a riven America in which law and order and wild-west morality have been replaced by drugs, greed and random violence. (more…)