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    January 31

    Hull City 2 -2 West Brom. Frustration. Happy Fortieth Steve Hessey

    Two sides lacking quality and composure produced an exciting 2-2, but error strewn draw at a blowy and freezing cold KC Stadium.

    The conditions did nothing to help, but as an advert for top flight English football this match saw the players treating the ball as if it were a hand grenade with the pin pulled out. Truly woeful stuff.

    In the wake of Wednesday’s debacle at Upton Park, we on the terraces were not surprised to see Tiger’s Manager Phil Brown decide on personnel changes, but there was widespread shock amongst the faithful when it was announced that Craig Fagan and Richard Garcia were to lead the attack.

    But once again it seemed that when Fagan powered home a cross from Bernard Mendy to put the hosts 2-1 up, Brown had pulled a rabbit from the tactical hat. City were in control and it looked as if they would go on to win the game comfortably.

    Being a Tigers fan leaves you with a sense that nothing is ever inevitable, and so it came to pass that the Baggies grabbed an equaliser, and based on the second half chances created, it was a fair result.

    West Brom’s leveller resulted in a mistake by Ricketts who instead of either blasting the ball into touch, or passing back to Matt Duke chose to dally by the corner flag. He lost the ball, the City defence failed to lock down the penalty area and the result was Zayette hacking down Koren, Chris Blunt dispatching the spot kick with aplomb.

    City started this game billed by Brown as “must not lose”, but by the rest of us as “must win” with gusto. Chances were created and Garcia should have done better with a free header from a Kilbane left flank centre, but when Mendy ran through a static Baggies defence to score on 44 it reflected the balance of play, so to end up at 2-2 was a bitter pill to swallow against a team mired in trouble.

    From a City point of view it is a blessed relief to finally get of 27 points after six defeats on the spin, but I am concerned that Brown doesn’t appear to know his best starting eleven, and there has been a dramatic collective loss of form and confidence epitomised by the fall from grace of Giovanni.

    Nevertheless there is hope. We have banked enough points from earlier in the season to stand a realistic chance of staying up, and the arrival of Jimmy Bullard for an eye watering £5 million is a clear statement of intent from Chairman Paul Duffen that he expects not only to survive, but to compete in the Premier League.

     

    Hull City: Duke, Ricketts, Turner, Zayatte, Dawson, Mendy, Garcia (Folan 81), Ashbee, Marney, Kilbane, Fagan.

    Subs Not Used: Myhill, Doyle, Geovanni, Hughes, France, Manucho.

    Att: 24,879  

     

    January 28

    Compensation for the Terrorists of Northern Ireland: Beyond Comprehension.

    I read the below in an increasingly thickening fog of anger…..

     

    The government is to be asked to pay £12,000 to the families of all those killed during the Troubles - including members of paramilitary groups.

     

    The families of paramilitary victims, members of the security forces and civilians who were killed will all be entitled to the same amount.

    The payment is expected to be recommended by the group set up to advise on how to deal with the past.

     

    That would mean the family of the IRA Shankill bomber Thomas Begley would receive the same for his death as those of the families of the nine civilians he killed.

     

    Likewise, the families of two UVF members killed while they planted a bomb that also killed three members of the Miami Showband in 1975 will be entitled to the same payment as those of the victims.

     

    Nigel Dodds challenged Gordon Brown over this at PMQ’s and the Prime Minister looked haggard, and so he should be. 

    This is beyond satire. It is horrible,disgusting and shameful.

    January 27

    White City by Pete Townshend (1985)

    Whilst idly flicking through YouTube for David Gilmour solo material from the ‘eighties I stumbled across this absolute corker of a song whose memory had lain dormant in my mind for well over twenty years.

     

    A real “Wow, bloody hell. I so loved that song and that album!” moment.

     

    As a massive teenage Who fan I vividly remember tuning into Melvyn Bragg’s interviews with Townshend on the South Bank show when I was in the Upper Sixth, and saving my pennies to buy the White City album on tape. It must have been late 1985, possibly early 1986.

     

    The sheer energy blasting from this song, and the whole record are quite something to behold, even 24 years on, and it was stirring passion of this album that captivated me from the pumping and unusually chord driven base line, to Gilmour’s searing guitar sound through to Townshend’s brutally honest lyrics that gripped me, as this record sums up so well the evil nature of Thatcher’s fractured Britain.

     

    Pete Townshend was the same age then as I am now when he made the White City record, and it is fascinating to hear him reflect on the area where he was brought up and the changes wrought upon this part of London, some good and some positively dreadful, and as we move into the darkest economic period possibly of my lifetime I fear for the City of Hull, in the best of times left behind and in the worst of times absolutely desolated as more and more jobs leave the City, never to return.

     

    I just hope, beyond hope that whilst the Labour Government must never lose the pragmatism that has been it’s strength in Office, it may realise the devastation that is unfolding here and act quickly and decisively to protect the businesses that keep our heads above water, but not at the expense of protecting the Public Sector at all costs.

     

    There is a feeling abroad that in a reverse of the Thatcher era, the State Sector is the one pulling the ladder up on those in the business world (Banks excluded) in the worst “I’m Alright Jack With My Protected Final Salary Pension (guilty as charged) Being Bailed Out To the Tune of £35 BILLION This Year Alone, Sod You” attitude.

     

    This is classic Divide and Rule, and as more and more voters in the State Sector fear for their jobs, I sincerley hope that the Labour Party won’t revert to the last resort of the Socialist Scoundrel. that of a State Dependency Culture by using the old Turkeys Don’t Vote for Christmas gambit when the General Election comes around as a means to stop the Tories.

     

     

    Townshend’s White City sounds very dated in places but the lyrical content is second to none, and I am glad to have been reacquainted with this evocative record from my youth.
     
     
       
    January 26

    Frost/ Nixon (2008) Dir Ron Howard Slumdog Millionaire (2009) Dir Danny Boyle. Vue Cinema Hull

    Two very different pictures, but both are fascinating, controversial, with some outstanding features. Both are nominated in Best Picture, and Best Director categories but the later has significant flaws.

    Frost/Nixon is based on the incredible story of how a then somewhat lightweight British talk show host persuaded the most divisive of 20th Century American Presidents to undergo a series of forensic, no holds barred interviews culminating in Frost grilling Nixon over Watergate to an extent that Tricky Dicky and his advisors could have never imagined.

    The back-story is immensely powerful as second term US President Richard Nixon became embroiled in a scandal so overwhelming that it forced him from the Oval Office and did untold damage to the image of the Presidency and American Democracy itself, so for a smarmy English entertainment performer to imagine he could extract a “confession” seemed unlikely in the extreme.

    The narrative builds effectively as we see how greed on Nixon’s behalf (Frost paid him an eye watering $600,000), combined with hubris led him to sit opposite Frost, who was clearly struggling with not only the financial side, but also appeared to be in way over his head in a journalistic sense.

    The denouement is simply brilliant, and Frank Langella as Nixon is deservedly on the Best Actor shortlist, but Mickey Rourke should pip him for The Wrestler if justice is to be done.

    However, and this is a pretty big caveat, the writers have played fast and loose with the actual dialogue in the final interview scene, and one is left with a very different sense of things when you view the actual piece of TV, as recently distributed by the Independent newspaper.

    But hey, this is drama, and drama at it’s best so those who say that Frost/ Nixon is re writing history must take a dim view of Joe Public’s ability to discern when artistic licence is at play.

    Michael Sheen was excellent as Frost, and the sense of how much was on the line for the Englishman is clear, the ultimate example of the highest stakes shit or bust scenario was played out in this excellent picture.

    Danny Boyle’s Slumdog Millionaire has rightly earned plaudits from the critics and public alike, and I was especially impressed with the photography in the opening scene, which takes us on a sweeping journey across the shanty towns of Mumbai, and the poverty therein which brings shame upon the whole of humanity.

    How, in this age of mobile phones, the internet, space travel and the such like, can 3 billion of our fellow citizens of this world, live on less than $1 a day and with no access to the basics of running water and electricity?

    The story is based on the novel Q and A which I read in 2005, but there are significant changes. The hero is a Muslim, but in the book he is a Hindu with a Christian surname and the plot surrounding the love interest has similarly been changed, and somewhat watered down.

    The premise is simplicity itself. A slum dwelling tea maker in a call centre gets on to Who Wants to be a Millionaire, working his way through the questions which he is able to answer through co incidental life experience.

    He knows that Benjamin Franklin appears on a $100 bill through being made to beg by a Fagin style gangster, and other such weird events mean that he is closing in on the Jackpot. The producers don’t believe him and Jamal is arrested. Will police applied electrodes encourage him to confess?

    There are too many flaws in the plot to go into, such as how come a guy like him speaks fluent English and is literate, but as a fun drama it ticks the boxes.

    My main gripe is it’s description as the Feel Good Movie of the Year.

    Who is feeling good exactly? The Western audiences who one minute are encouraged to gawp at poverty but the next cheer the plucky hero, or the real slumdogs who will never in a million years have even the sniff of opportunity to better themselves?

    Slumdog Millionaire is a well photographed, expertly paced and entertaining film, but ultimately throwaway, not in a bad way, but let’s not get into all this patronising crap about portrayals of poverty in the 21st Century.

    January 24

    Hull City 2-0 Millwall. FA Cup 4th Round. Professional

    This was a game that Hull City simply had to win to maintain any credibility as a Premier League Club, and goals from Michael Turner and skipper Ian Ashbee sealed a regulation win over an enthusiastic, but technically inferior Millwall outfit.

    Phil Brown made six changes from the Arsenal game, sending a clear signal that whilst doing well in the Cup is desirable, the Premier League fixture at West Ham on Wednesday takes priority.

    One thing that Brown will definitely have learnt is that Tony Warner is no where near good enough to vault Matt Duke in the long term goal keeping queue, the former Lions man made a number of errors, the worst of which saw him slip horribly whilst attempting to deal with a back pass.

    Warner was then forced to handle the ball, conceding an indirect free kick level with the penalty spot which, fortunately was blasted well wide.

    Andy Dawson made his first start for two months following injury, and I hope and assume that he will form the left sided partnership with Kevin Kilbane who was Cup tied for today.

    The Irishman should come in for Peter Halmosi who seems very out of sorts. He conceded possession twice in very dangerous areas and his crossing was nothing short of woeful. You are looking for a lick of pace and gusto from a wide man, but the Hungarian is simply not producing the goods at the current time.

    City controlled the game but failed to create many chances for the front two of Daniel Cousin and Manucho, but the £5 million signing of Jimmy Bullard from Fulham should hopefully rectify this.

    The Tigers netted on 15 with a trademark headed Turner goal from a corner, and Ashbee sealed the tie with a wonderful right footed shot from twenty yards, having been set up by the ever industrious Cousin.

    Millwall rarely threatened and their only real chance was fluffed by Laird from only a couple of yards out, the visiting player hooking over from a tightish angle.

    The only Lions threat came from the stands where opposition “supporters” ripped out seats and tried to fight all comers.

    As far as I could see a significant minority spent the whole came intent on causing trouble and mounted police were brought in at full time.

    I visited the Den in October 1990, and my view of Millwall as having a big problem with thuggery has not changed. A shame for their real fans who must be sick to death of their idiotic colleagues.

     

    Hull City: Warner, Ricketts, Turner, Zayatte, Dawson, Garcia, Ashbee, Marney, Halmosi (Featherstone 66), Cousin, Manucho (Folan 75).
    Subs Not Used: Duke, Doyle, Geovanni, France, Mendy.

    January 23

    The Wrestler (2008) Dir Darren Aranofsky. The Reader (2009) Dir Stephen Daldry. Reel Cinenma, Hull

    Following on from last weeks brace of promising but ultimately disappointing films come two gems, lit up by outstanding performances by Mickey Rourke as the eponymous Wrestler and Kate Winslett in the role of temptress to a fifteen year old boy, but when the affair ends the lad goes on to discover some very unpalatable truths about what turns out to be his first, and only true love.

    Rourke’s return is cinematically Lazarus like as, due to a combination of distasteful political views and domestic violence Rourke became to be regarded as toxic by the main studios, and a seriously promising career seemed to be at an end mired in a poisonous mix of drugs, alcohol, boxing, hideous plastic surgery and on the record donations to the Provisional IRA.

    I have serious issues with Irish Americans who bought into the concept of the “glory” of the war back “home”.

    The video at the end of this entry tells you all you need to know about the glory of killing in cold blood for a revolution that hardly any of us living on the island of Ireland ever wanted.

    But Rourke wasn’t alone.

    It particularly sticks in my throat when some such people were at the front of the queue of condemnation after 9/11.

    Rourke was big enough to go on record in a brilliant interview with Piers Morgan and admit how wrong he had been about this, and other issues in his life and I for one agree with Frank Skinner when, regarding Big Ron and Marcel Desailly, he said he would hate to live in a world devoid of forgiveness and the possibility of redemption. Top man and a good example of what being a real Catholic is all about.

    And the Wrestler is Mickey Rourke’s celluloid redemption as he takes on the role of a pro wrestler down on his luck with customary gusto, and the ring scenes are fantastically gritty and real, showing the lengths these guys have to go to earn a buck.

    We are party to The Ram’s disastrous personal life, but as the end of his career beckons and only working at Wal Mart seems the way forward, he decides to sort things out, but will the allure of adulation and validation that only the ring can provide win out over by pass surgery and the possibility to repair his fractured personal life?

    This is an independent film, and all the better for it as the clichés are avoided plot wise, and the photography is very much realite based, hand held cameras and the such like.

    Mickey Rourke has already won a Golden Globe, and is on the shortlist for an Oscar.

    I can’t think of a more deserving recipient. This is a truly wonderful performance and lets hope that his awful facial plastic surgery doesn’t preclude Rourke from a major studio return in a mainstream role as I remember from Angel Heart and Rumblefish what an outstanding talent he is.

    Kate Winslett has been similarly gonged for The Reader and like Rourke, is on the shortlist for Best Actor (female) Oscar.

    Winslett brings a surprisingly chill atmosphere to the role of seductress with a nasty secret regarding the Holocaust and her part in it.

    There are so many unanswered questions regarding this horrific passage in European history, one of them being how do participants who partake in such base cruelty manage to carry on and live, in the main it seems, conventional lives?

    Ralph Fiennes plays the boy in late adulthood. Any concerns around his casting given his seminal performance as Amon Goethe in Schindler’s List proved un founded as he brought such sensitivity to a very challenging role; being so in love with the epitome of what went wrong in Nazi Germany.

     

    This month sees an absolute avalanche of quality film; and we have yet to see Frost/ Nixon, Milk, Slumdog Millionaire and Valkyrie. It must be due to the awards season, but I wish the studios would space things out a bit when you consider there are some months with hardly anything worth seeing…

     

      

    January 19

    "The Catcher in the Rye" (1951) by J.D. Salinger

    A day and a night in the life of an adolescent in the midst of a nervous breakdown is brought to life in this classic novel.

    Its publication in 1951 caused a storm of protest due to the strong themes on offer and Salinger goes where Norman Mailer feared to tread by use of the f word in its un edited glory. THREE times!

    But is the exploration of teenage angst that brought the wrath of Middle America alive as Holden Caulfield, having been expelled yet again from Private School, goes on a bender involving whisky, girls, clubs, an encounter with a hooker and her pimp, plus (possibly) being goosed by a former male teacher whilst asleep on his couch, and during this he gives us a cynical view of humanity in general, and exactly what he would like to do to those whom he considers to be “phonies”, often very violent imagery being deployed.

    For the time Salinger’s book was very cutting edge and pushed the boundaries of what was acceptable in literature, especially with the looseness of the syntax although the influence of F. Scott Fitzgerald is apparent in the way the author deals with feelings.

     

    As a novel The Catcher in the Rye is an excellent read and it’s no wonder that it has attracted celebrity nutters such as Mark Chapman and would be Reagan assassin John Hinckley due to its strong theme of alienation and feeling completely alone with only destructive emotions for company.

    January 18

    Hull City 1-3 Arsenal. Gutted.

    When Daniel Cousin’s bullet header from a Bernard Mendy cross smashed into Manuel Almunia’s goal it was no more than Hull City deserved from a spirited, and at times stylish performance against a visiting Arsenal team bent on revenge for the 2-1 reverse they suffered at home to the Tigers in September.

     

    Times have changed with a vengeance for City from those heady late summer days, and we came into this game on the back of a run that saw only one win garnered in the League in the last twelve outings, and there is no escaping the fact that despite sitting eighth in the table, the Tigers are well and truly involved in a relegation dog fight, something that if we are honest, we all expected at the start of this amazing season.

     

    I was mightily impressed with the signing of 92 times internationally capped Kevin Kilbane, and there were signs of a handy little partnership down the left hand side with Peter Halmosi developing, until the Hungarian made may for Manchester United loanee Manucho. The Angolan striker is tall, strong and possesses the necessary quality first touch required at this level.

     

    And that was where City were sadly lacking. We just don’t have that quality. Particularly in central mid field where the player should be capable of assessing the options available to him before he receives the ball, as it is a given that he will bring it under control without a thought.

     

    Our middle of the park pairing tonight consisted of Ian Ashbee and Ryan France, both game lads who worked their socks off, but when you consider that these two lined up for us in the fourth tier and were faced today by Samir Nasri and Denilson, its not hard to see why Cousin and Geovanni found possession in areas where they could hurt the visitors hard to come by as the home team seemed incapable of building a controlled pattern to their play.

     

    But when City did have a period of domination early in the second half, they made it count despite having conceded on thirty minutes when, inexplicably Adebayor was allowed a free header on the back stick, which he planted firmly past a helpless Myhill.

     

    With ten minutes remaining Arsenal never really threatened at the business end of the pitch, and the foul conditions brought on by heavy rain seemed to make them hesitant, but when a raking City cross-field pass was brilliantly intercepted, the Gunners broke down the right hand side at pace, Van Persie supplied the killer ball across the box which was dispatched with clinical efficiency by Nasri.

     

    The third goal scored by Nicklas Bentner included a blatant offside but Arsenal were worthy winners on the night. Nevertheless the visitors visibly went into their collective shell when the going got tough, and I saw little of that famous Arsenal spirit of togetherness which was instilled by George Graham and nurtured by Wenger in his early days, so a real assault on the Premier League summit seems unlikely this season unless the Gunners boss is prepared to splash the cash in the transfer window.

     

    Just prior to Cousins goal, Manucho was challenged in the air for the ball by Gunners full back Djourou who won the ball. There was a coming together and the Tigers forward came off the worst.

     

    Phil Brown’s reaction to the media was poor in the extreme and as a former stopper in the “uncompromising” category his assertion that; “it's not a penalty, it's assault” will see us lose the sympathy of the neutral fan.

     

    City lost because the other team scored more goals, not because Alan Wiley was against the home team and Brown should be big enough to take responsibility and encourage the players to do the same.

     

    We are a decent side, and it is what we do against the other teams outside the top six that will determine our fate.

     

    Hull City: Myhill, Doyle, Turner, Ricketts, Kilbane, Mendy, France (Fagan 83), Ashbee, Halmosi (Manucho 53), Geovanni (Garcia 87), Cousin.

    Subs Not Used: Duke, Dawson, Folan, and Giannakopoulos.

     
    Att: 24,924
    January 17

    Defiance (2008) Dir Edward Zick, Changeling (2008) Dir Clint Eastwood. Vue and Reel Cinema, Hull

    Two films based on amazing true events, a strong leading actor and in the case of Changeling, an Oscar winning director in Clint Eastwood and yet both pictures found me leaving the cinema slightly under whelmed.

    Defiance sees Daniel Craig and his brothers leading a bunch of previously dodgy characters hiding out in the Belarusian forests to evade capture by the Jew hunting Nazi invaders in 1941.

    Salvation and a different perspective in life is found as the brothers take on hoards of refugees from various ghettos and try to keep them safe and well despite the ravages of the Soviet winter.

    The inevitable happens and discovery means tough choices but somehow the film never really catches fire mainly due to the poor screenplay which failed to exploit the fantastic back story on offer.

    The soundtrack was extremely irritating. We are capable of working out the feelings on the screen thank you so much, without the Schindler’s list violin player reminding us.

    The Changeling focuses on the true story of child abduction in 1920’s Los Angeles played out to the backdrop of a Police Department on the run from the Press due to corruption allegations and in desperate need of a feel good story.

    Angelina Jolie plays the mothers whose son is snatched from home whilst she is at work, and then five months later when a lad is discovered in the company of a drifter, the LAPD sniff the chance of spectacular success to get the newspaper boys of their backs.

    The mother is maligned as deranged when she points certain facts out, and the battle between her and the authorities is joined.

    The casting of Burn Notice’s Jeffrey Donovan as the Police Captain left me waiting for him to do some manic comic aside to the camera, as he has such a distinctive acting style, but the real problem with the film, as with Defiance, is a lumbering screen play which stifles even the talents of John Malkovitch.

    A shame as both films promised much.

    January 16

    Q and A (2005) by Vikas Swarup

     
    Danny Boyle has filmed this little cracker of a book, and this is what I thought of it way back in 2006.
     
    This is a brilliant idea for a book and I’m amazed no one thought of it before.
     

    A poor, uneducated waiter goes on “Who Wants to be a Millionaire” (it’s not called that for copyright reasons) and wins the jackpot. Because of his background the producers are convinced he has cheated and his is arrested by the Mumbai Police who try to extract a confession.

    We pick up the narrative as he explains to his lawyer how he knows the answer to each question from his life experiences.

    Each chapter tells us how he garnered such information, for example he was a runner for a bookie and thus knew how many centuries a certain cricket player had knocked up in his career.

    Swarup manages the plot brilliantly because Our Hero Ram’s story can’t be told in chronological order due to the sequence of the questions but we get a great insight into Indian life and all it’s quirks and contradictions.

    This book explains, in a non patronising way how things are in this great country.

    January 15

    Social Mobility: The Labour Government Needs to Support Familes

    In 1985 Oxford University launched a drive to recruit under graduates from families where the income was on a level, or below the average. Letters were dispatched to all non-fee paying (note, NOT comprehensive schools) across the UK and yours truly was invited to sit the Oxford Entrance Exam (which I passed) and then attend an interview process at a College of choice. Mine was Wadham as my history teacher; the inspirational John Oxley reasoned that its Left Wing credentials would make it more sympathetic to my “talents”, such as they were.

     

    The process was a disaster due to the fact that the College tutors would have rather stuck pins in their eyes than gone along with a positive discrimination policy, and destroyed my self-confidence for a good while, as well as giving an unnecessary chip on my shoulder against well-spoken privately educated people, which made life difficult when I first entered the teaching profession as I was wholly unequipped to deal with individuals whom I sub consciously thought were better than me.

     

    That’s why Harriet Harman’s well intentioned but ultimately ill thought out policy proposal to make it a tenant of law that the Public Sector should aim to recruit a workforce that reflects social background is patronising, divisive and exhibits the worst aspects of what others perceive Socialism to be all about.

     

    It is typical of the self-loathing and insecurity of Harman who despite all the advantages of the best Private education could only further her career by use of the women only short lists firstly to enter Parliament, and then to gain election to the Shadow Cabinet.

     

    Her first tenure in Government ended in the sack after just a year, for failing to be on top of even the most basic parts of her brief as Social Security Secretary (1997/98).

     

    She comes across as hectoring in the best Nanny Knows Best style and what she fails to realise is that the best way to promote stalled social mobility is to support family life through the benefits system and to reward attendance at Sure Start centres and give incentives for families to achieve a high level of school attendance.

     

    Such an initiative exists for post 16 via the Education Maintenance Allowance (which along with Sure Start and the New Deal the Tories want to abolish), so why not use some imagination in filtering this idea down the age scale.

     

    If kids are attending and engaged at school then all the stats show an incremental chance of positive life outcomes.

     

    But what the Government fail to recognise is that after socio economic issues the one 100% concrete factor that determines educational, and generally life chance outcomes is whether a child’s parents live together.

     

    This maybe a functionalist approach, but hell the evidence is there for all to see. Family breakdown equals an anvil being tied to the child’s foot as it tries to make it’s way in life.

     

    Society needs to encourage family life, encourage families the understanding is instilled in their children, that we must all do things we dislike, keep appointments, finish what we start and eat up our greens.

     

    You get my drift here. There is too much not saying no, and in my experience across my career the real warning bells sound when the parent describes their offspring as “my best friend”, when what they really mean is “I am an emotional retard and rely on my kid as a consumer of feelings”.

     

    University and access to the professions needs to be based on merit, whilst obviously making it clear that gender, race, disability and all those factors should not be used against people to hold them down.

     

    If not the Labour Party will be seen to be retreating to the last refuge of the scoundrel socialist, that of Class War and the politics of jealousy which blighted us in the ‘Eighties and allowed the Tories a free hand to do their worst.

     

    Footnote: Can anyone explain what the ding-dong dang this actually means; “Among other proposals is an initiative to combat a lack of economic opportunities in communities. The government is setting up an initiative in 15 areas in which parents, schools, businesses, third-sector organisations and local agencies will work together to meet local needs and boost the aspirations of local people.”

     Err, you what?

    January 13

    Der Baader Meinhof Komplex (2008) Dir Uli Edel, The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas (2008) Dir Mark Herman. Hull Screen

     The story of the notorious Baader Meinhoff Gang is brought to the big screen in this German production based on the exhaustive investigation by journalist Stefan Aust.

    The main problem with this otherwise excellent picture is that the makers try to cover too much ground in the time frame for a mainstream film which results in us seeing a lot of action sequences but little of the context or the basic motivations of the characters involved.

    I feel the producers would have been better off concentrating on two or three really key operations by the gang, and then unpackaging the reasoning behind, planning and execution of these terrorist events. Instead we are taken at break neck speed across seven years worth of activity and whilst it makes for good cinema, I wanted to know more.

    Meinhoff turned out to be a fascinating character who turned from mainstream, if radical journalism which included appearences on shows equivilent to Question Time and writing in well respected newspapers, to becoming a ruthless terrorist who would stop at nothing in her opposition to what she considered to be the Fascist policies of Willy Brandt’s West Germany and it’s ally the USA.

     She was in her late thirties, married, professionally successful and with two kids when she turned into Public Enemy Number One, the director has us believe that her husband’s infidelity which she uncovered literally with him in the act was the catylyst, but there has to be more to it, here left un explored due to the need to get on with the narrative.

    The events leading up to Meinhoff’s suicide in prison were covered but again you were left with the feeling their was more to it, especially the conflict between her and fellow terrorist Gudrun Ensslin who seemed to exert a great deal of control over Andreas Baader and generally, it could be argued over the whole gang.

    The production values were very good and transmitted the viewer back to the Seventies and that time of amazing social upheavel in Western Europe played out in the context of the Cold War.

    Overall I felt this could have been a cracking twelve part TV series which would have entailed a more forensic examination of the themes rather than this rather break neck, and as a result partially fulifilling picture.

     

    The Boy in the Stripped Pyjamas.

    A story of innocence lost played out to the backdrop of the Holocaust.

    An eight year old boy’s father played brilliantly by David Thewlis, is appointed Commandant of an Extermination Camp.

    His cringingly ambitious wife is delighted by her husband’s promotion despite her Mother in Law (Shelia Hancock) pointing out the un spoken realisation of what the Nazi regime was all about.

    When she discovers the true nature of what her husband is responsible for, family relations begin to un ravell especially when the older daughter becomes inappropriatly enthused about the regime by her home tutor.

    In the midst of all this the boy sees a “farm” from his window and when he spots children there his curiosity and desire to make friends sees him sneak off to the perimeter fence where he meets the boy dressed in concentration camp garb.

    Their friendship blossoms, but certain realities begin to dawn, and he can’t understand why his Mother is always upset and arguing with Dad whilst Big Sister exchanges dolls for posters of the Furher.

    90% of this film is fantastic, subtle and challenging but is ruined by the most idiotically crass ending to a film I have seen for many a year and I left the theatre cursing the rank stupidity of the writer and director for wrecking an until then really excellent movie.

    January 11

    The Diary of Anne Frank, BBC iPlayer. Repeated on BBC2 From Jan 24th

    I was given a copy of the Diary of Anne Frank for my twelfth birthday in 1980 and it changed my life.

     

    Until then I was aware that unpleasant things happened in the World (“Man’s inhumanity to Man” was a constant reaction of my Mum’s to whatever horrors unravelled on the news) and I was especially aware of the war in Northern Ireland for obvious reasons, and for the fact that my Dad was Chair of the Peace People in Hull which was responsible for re housing displaced Irish families.

     

     I vividly remember visiting one such family in a grotty B and B on Beverley Road, and other in an even worse bed sit on Spring Bank.

     

    But reading the Diary and asking my Mum, a keen reader of all things historical about the context of the Holocaust became a catalyst for my future sense of injustice and political development.

     

    I returned to the Diary in 1993 as a source of inspiration for teaching the Holocaust to Year 8, this before it became de rigueur and done to death by the National Curriculum. The kid’s responses never ceased to amaze me; the depth of empathy and the quality of imaginative writing about contemporary issues when placing in context was breathtaking.

     

    In 1994 I visited the house in Amsterdam and it was fascinating to observe the jovial, touristy atmosphere in the queue turn to sombre, existential contemplation as the tour went on.

     

    As luck would have it a stage version toured in 1995 to mark the launch of a new edition, and it was a wonderfully rich experience for all concerned.

     

    As was this magnificent BBC production which restores your faith in the Corporation to produce world class drama, re enforcing the ethos of the Beeb as a Public Service broadcaster, making programmes that should be made rather than chasing the ratings with crappy but expensive costume dramas.

     

    The production was true to the book (which I virtually know by heart), but drew out the character of the Mother, Edith with a stunning performance from Tamsin Greig who was part of a very tight ensemble cast lead brilliantly by Iain Glenn as Otto Frank which facilitated an utterly spellbinding Ellie Kendrick as Anne. If she lives to be 100 and make 500 films she will never touch such heights again.

     

    The thing that always inspires me about Anne Frank is the closing entry in the Diary, written a day before their capture and only seven months prior to her disgusting and awful death in Bergen Belsen.

     

    Everyone has inside of him a piece of good news. The good news is that you don't know how great you can be. How much you can love. What you can accomplish. And what your potential is.

    I don't think of all the misery but of the beauty that still remains.

    I simply can't build my hopes on a foundation of confusion, misery and death... I think... peace and tranquillity will return again.

    I keep my ideals, because in spite of everything I still believe that people are really good at heart.” 

     

     Such writing, such faith and such hope makes Anne Frank one of the most inspiring people ever to have walked this earth and I feel immensely privileged to have had the opportunity to introduce kids to her work, and her legacy.

    January 10

    Andrew Strauss: The Man to Regain the Ashes

    It was my contention way back in 2006 that Andrew Strauss should have been appointed full time Test captain having guided England to a two (the Oval “victory” having been rescinded by the ICC after a review of the ball tampering affair that led to England being awarded the match) nil victory over Pakistan.

     

    His captaincy in the Headingley Test proved the Middlesex man’s mettle as, despite conceding over 500 runs including a monumental partnership of 363 between Mohammed Yousuff and Younis Khan, Strauss didn’t panic or lose control in the field, led from the front with a fluent 116 to set Pakistan 323 to win and then managed his bowlers brilliantly in Tourists second innings getting the best out of Saj Mahmood (4/22) in particular to set up an unlikely win.

     

    The selectors then inexplicably gave the Ashes Tour captaincy to Andrew Flintoff which seemed to destroy the left handers confidence resulting in Strauss having a disastrous time Down Under, although he wasn’t alone as England went down 5-0.

     

    His poor run continued into 2007 and Strauss suffered the ignominy of being dropped for the Sri Lanka leg of England’s 2007/08 winter tours.

     

    Salvation came in New Zealand when down the order, Strauss laid the platform for the series victory with 177 in England’s second innings.

     

    Thus when Michael Vaughan relinquished the captaincy during the summer of 2008, Andrew Strauss must have been confident of being finally appointed on a permanent basis.

     

    Credit to him, when Pietersen was the preferred choice the left hander overcame any disappointment he must have felt by taking part in a 123 partnership with Alistair Cook as England chased down an awkward 198 target on the fifth day at the Oval.

     

    India was a personal triumph as Strauss completed back-to-back tons in stifling conditions at Chennai.

     

     In the fallout from the KP/ Moores fiasco one positive has to be the ascent to the captaincy of Andrew Strauss, so out of adversity we may just have stumbled on the man who can regain the Ashes this summer.

    January 09

    The Drypool By Election in Hull.... Reasons the Labour Party to be Cheerful

    Good news for the Labour Party poll wise came last night when the Lib Dems had their majority slashed from over 1,00 to just over 400 and there was a considerable swing to Labour overall.

     

    In a very worrying development the Tories were pushed into fourth place by a National Front candidate and only secured 4.7% of the vote compared to 8% last time out.

     

    What can we deduce from this?

     

    Firstly, despite the local issues which have made Labour unpopular in the City our vote went up, which tells me that nationally we have recovered from a truly dreadful year since Brown took over. People rightly see us as the only Party with real answers to the current crisis.

     

    But secondly the NF result should be a stark reminder that the Labour Party should be more vocal in what we have achieved for Working Class communities across the country.

     

    The poorer areas are more crime ridden, which is why the fact that we have record numbers of Police on the streets, supported by Community Safety Officers should be heralded as real and tangible evidence that we do act for these communities.

     

    These are clear actions that separate us from the Tories, and when you factor in the SureStart Centres, which they would get rid of, plus the Education Maintenance Grant that proves such a lifeline for teenagers wanting to stay in education and the work done by Health Visitors and later on Connections, you can see there is only one Party that protects the interests of the many and not the few.

     

    We need to make it 100 % crystal clear what the latest Tory tax proposals mean.

     

    They say they would abolish tax on savings. Sounds great. But what does this mean exactly.

     

    For every £100 saved you would get a whopping 40p a year extra which is nothing to the average Joe but extrapolate this to those with vast savings and it’s a tidy little earner. Money going to money. Again.

     

    If they were serious about helping people to save then they would expand Brown’s baby bond scheme to the general populace i.e. give people a start, say £20 and then when they reach a certain amount the Government would top it up.

     

    Instead the Tories want to give £4.1 billion to those who already have money and pay for it by abolishing the EMA and making cuts in Education.

     

    The wording by Osbourne was clear. School budgets remain untouched. Not the Education budget.

     

     The Labour Party should be shouting from the rooftops about what we’ve done, and what we are going to do. Let’s be bold and imaginative. Nationalisation of the banks to free up the blocked economy could be a start…..

    January 07

    Why Michael Vaughan and Kevin Pietersen Would Be the Dream Team

    I wrote this late last night, but couldn't post. Prescient, eh?

     

    It is now apparent to the World and his Wife that the relationship between England Skipper Kevin Pietersen and Coach Peter Moores is broken beyond repair, and the dressing room leaked like a sieve in this weekend's press. Even if the Baggy Greens pull off an unlikely victory in South Africa this spring, the damage to their recent rock solid self-belief has been done and it is vital that England take full advantage and don't let intercine feuding give the tourists any un warranted advantage.

    Personally I felt that KP wasn't ready for the Captaincy but he impressed in the late Summer rally that saw England win the Oval Test and take the One Day Series by storm, dispatching the Proteas comprehensively. The new Skipper learnt some harsh lessons on the last Tour, both on the field and off but his push for Vaughan's return to the squad is clearly a call for help, something he feels that the rather mechanically minded Moores cannot provide.

    The Yorkshireman is clearly far from near making the team (Shah for Bell would be my call) but no one can dispute how he reads the game, and handles the players under his command, which culminated in the 2005 Ashes triumph. It is no co incidence that the seeds for the 5-0 mauling on the 2008/7 trip Down Under were sown when Vaughan was forced home in late 2006, spending a huge chunk of time out of the side.

    Take Vaughan to the West Indies, but as Coach. KP has the confidence and chutzpah, but needs a trusty advisor, whom he looks up to, to rely on for sound advice. Hussain and Fletcher anyone?

    Bring Ashley Giles into the equation and we may well be onto something.

    The Moores thing actually gives the ECB a good opportunity to get rid of a Coach who has failed to make his mark, and give the new team time to bed in before the Ashes commence.Come on Giles Clarke. You know it makes sense!

    January 05

    2008 Films

    I saw thirty films at the cinema last year ranging from the lamentable “I Am Legend” and “Adulthood”, to the disappointing (apart from the 3D) “Journey to the Centre of the Earth”, “Brick Lane”, “The Day the Earth Stood Still”, right through to the utterly brilliant such as “Happy Go Lucky” and “Hunger”.

     

    I found “Killer of Sheep” baffling in a “Ten Canoes” kind of way, thought that “Quantum of Solace” is a good Bond film but lacked the pazaz of it’s predecessor and laughed a lot at “Step Brothers” and “Harold and Kumar”. Jim Carrey’s “Yes Man” was as expected but not up there with his best work such as “Dumb and Dumber”.

     

    Lou Reed’s “Berlin” was outstanding as were the two other musicals I saw, “Mama Mia” and “Sweeney Todd”.

     

    TOP TEN.

     

    1)         Hunger.

    2)         No Country for Old Men.

    3)         Happy Go Lucky.

    4)         Batman.

    5)         There Will Be Blood.

    6)         Funny Games.

    7)         Wanted.

    8)         Sweeney Todd.

    9)         Bank Job.

    10) In Bruges.

     

    Best Actor (Male). Michael Fassbender for Hunger.

     

    Best Supporting Actor (Male). Heath Ledger for Batman.

     

    Best Actor (Female). Sally Hawkins for Happy Go Lucky.

     

    Best Supporting Actor (Female). Angelina Jolie for Wanted.

     

    Best Cameo. Ralph Feines for In Bruges.

     

    Director. Steve McQueen for Hunger.

     

    Screenplay. Ken Loach for Happy Go Lucky.

     

     Special Effects. Journey to the Centre of the Earth.

    January 03

    Hull City 0-0 Newcastle United FA Cup Third Round

    Once again City fell foul of a referee who was inconsistent and favoured the bigger Club. Michael Turner’s second half header from a corner clearly crossed the line and the sense of relief was palpable as we celebrated…. But, you guessed it… the goal was chalked off.

     

    In the fallout from Tuesday’s performance from Steve Bennett, where it has emerged that the Sky Sports director tipped off Howard Webb to Bennett’s error, which the fourth official illegally transmitted to the man in the middle, you would be forgiven for thinking that the officials have decided to stick together and stitch up the Tigers at every conceivable opportunity as we saw blatantly wrong decisions go against us, and cards brandished willy nilly, but only to those in Black and Amber shirts.

     

    We bossed this game but failed, once again to kill a game we dominated at the Circle.

     

    Newcastle are dreadful, and it is sad to see such a great Club, with a great tradition of playing the game in the right way, reduced to playing with no drive or direction, wasting the talents of Michael Owen like this is criminal.

     

    Brown made seven changes, and in the process must have learnt some important lessons which I feel are as follows; Boateng seems shot at this level now. He gave the ball away on a regular basis, and having done so seemed un anxious to get it back.

     

    Conversely Dean Marney had a storming game, and more composure would have seen him head a stoppage time winner to gap an all action performance.

     

    Another positive was McShane’s transition to partner Turner in the centre of defence. His limitations distribution wise, become less of a problem and he read Owen well, only letting the England man have one clear-cut chance on goal. An interesting option which surely sees the end of Wayne Brown at Hull City.

     

    Brown will have also learnt that Cousin can’t play as the lone striker, Stelios is woefully short of match fitness, Geovanni seems shorn of ebullience, looking disinterested at times, Craig Fagan is in great form and that Nathan Doyle can play at this level, the right back gained more and more confidence as the game wore on.

     

    We hit the bar, the post and Shay Given was the main reason why we failed to win.

     

    A clean sheet is a good thing for confidence, and once we get the next win we will be on the march again and I fancy us in the North East as Toon are in a bad place at the moment.
     

    Hull City: Duke, Doyle, Turner, McShane, Ricketts, Fagan (Halmosi 73), Giannakopoulos, Boateng, Marney, Geovanni, Cousin (King 73).
    Subs Not Used: Ashbee, France, Zayatte, Warner, Featherstone. 
     

    Att: 20,557

     
    January 01

    Israel, the Palestinians and Gaza. An Historic Opportunity?

    Israel is fully justified in its recent actions against Hamas and its extremist Muslim leadership, who think that it is a positive thing to bring shock and awe onto the very people that it purports to be standing up for.

     

    In their sick and twisted world every death ends in martyrdom, whether the individual chooses it or not.

     

    The Jewish State can’t negotiate with these people as Hamas doesn’t even recognise that Judaism, let alone the State of Israel has any place on the Planet, and with the backing of the Holocaust Denier President Mahmūd Ahmadinejād of Iran Hamas feels strong enough to take on a full-scale war against Israel and hang the cost to the Palestinians.

     

    Fatah are to blame for this, pure and simple.

     

    Successive leaders of the secular and, in most cases progressive wings of the PLO, soaked in cash from Arab countries feeling guilty for how they betrayed Palestine in 1948 have indulged in petty politicking, corruption and then arrogantly expected the Palestinian people to be grateful to them as they drove around in Mercedes cars whilst doing nothing about the crumbling infrastructure that the Palestinian Authority inherited from Israel.

     

    Money was never a problem for Fatah as they received huge subsidies from all over the world including £500 million from the EU alone post Oslo.

     

    But the appalling conditions in Gaza were never addressed.

     

    Step in Hamas who, with Iranian money set up the schools, hospitals and other Public Services that were so desperately needed.

     

    Hence Hamas had a free hand to spread its poisonous Islamic extremism amongst a grateful community, using intimidation to make Mosque attendance virtually a condition of receiving aid and using the pulpit and Mosque schools as conduits to recruit foot soldiers to carry out terrorist acts and man the rocket launchers.

     

    In some respects this situation gives Israel an historic opportunity to right some wrongs from the past, but this will only become possible if they are able to decapitate the Hamas leadership, occupy Gaza (a UN solution would be preferable, but this will never happen), and then institute a massive reconstruction programme, allied to a real push towards the eventual two state solution by weaning the Palestinians away from extremism via jobs and prosperity.

     

    Israel must be allowed to finish the job, but in the ensuing period the West MUST hold the Israelis to account regarding confidence building measures such as the deconstruction of the security wall, restoring full services to the PA, and a sensible brokering of agreements over land on the West Bank.

     

     We are where we are and sometimes pragmatism, however distasteful is the only way forward but this tragedy once again puts into focus how appallingly the Palestinians have been treated by the Arab States, the West, Israel and most of all by the decadent and inertia riddled leadership of the Fatah dominated PLO.