Retrospective in Occupied
BTC 36: Remember, remember
It all starts months ago, at the height of fervour and sweating to see what passes for time.
A nondescript delivery from the British Freight Company runs the wheels for the promotion machine of the cinematic adaptation of V for Vendetta. Open to score, a mask amid squiggly strings of paper for cushioning. Sturdy box, and the mask inside stares up.
It begs to be let out and sit upon the face. A cube for the forehead stems the eyelashes from falling off too quickly.
And so the ritual of stepping behind not once but twice on shift waters a mark. Time and again, from the old and into the new, the cast behind the eyes pops the heart of a few. Fearful and with the scene, either or and a little in between.
Offers come and offers go, but they never stick around to fork over the dough. No sale, no sale, no sale.
Blind and sippy are times when the heat of air races past and crash into the walls. Techniques to breathe through the ears not coming up to scratch. Never fear, they'll all hear, it's just a case of looking forward backwards.
Alas, everything comes to an end and with November 5 over the break of midnight, no better time to rest out the mask holding out the face.
All before a crack appears.
Out again perhaps once more this time each year.
Remember remember the fifth of November
Gunpowder, treason and plot.
I see no reason why gunpowder, treason
Should ever be forgot...
Soon Van - Saturday, November 4, 2006 - 18:46
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