The top 20 films for freedom


The IPA does a pretty good review of their pick of the best pro-freedom films (pdf). Some I’d argue are obvious choices, some might surprise you, but they put up some pretty good reasons.

They didn’t put my favourite in there, The Last Boy Scout. Hardly an A-grade movie, sure, but the plight of one man to do the right thing when everyone and everything is up against him – his boss, his wife, his kid, the corporations and the government colluding – yet he prevails… love it!

Still, the IPA chaps did include some of the best; Gattica, the Aviator (really loved that one), Team America: World Police, and the horrendous Avatar also received a special mention.

Anyway, no more spoilers…

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    • The Wizard of WOZ
    • April 24th, 2012

    Great article, I’ve never looked at the Castle that way before. Also a big fan of the last boy scout. Some great lines in that movie.

    • Oh, yeah. The one-liners in that movie are awesome. Is there a movie with more and better?

        • The Wizard of WOZ
        • April 26th, 2012

        Commando might get close, but I dont think they’d qualify as better.

        ‘Please dont disturb my friend. He’s dead tired.’

  1. They put the wrong Australian film at the top of the list.

    • minicapt
    • April 25th, 2012

    They left out “Zulu” and “The Holy Grail”!

    Cheers

    • Sean of Deer Park
    • April 25th, 2012

    LEST WE FORGET

    The Ode

    They shall grow not old,
    As we that are left grow old,
    Age shall not weary them,
    Nor the years condemn.
    At the going down of the sun,
    And in the morning
    We will remember them.

    The Ode came from ‘For the Fallen’, a poem by the English poet and writer Laurence Binyon and was published in London in The Winnowing Fan: Poems on the Great War in 1914. The verse which became the League Ode was already used in association with commemoration services in Australia in 1921.

    For the Fallen
    With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children,
    England mourns for her dead across the sea.
    Flash of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit,
    Fallen in the cause of the free.

    Solemn the drums thrill: Death august and royal
    Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres.
    There is music in the midst of desolation
    And a glory that shines upon our tears.

    They went with songs to the battle, they were young,
    Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow.
    They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted,
    They fell with their faces to the foe.

    They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
    Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
    At the going down of the sun and in the morning
    We will remember them.

    • Thanks.

    • minicapt
    • April 26th, 2012

    http://www.poetry-online.org/brooke_the_dead.htm
    “Blow out, you bugles, over the rich Dead!
    There’s none of these so lonely and poor of old,
    But, dying, has made us rarer gifts than gold.”

    … chiseled into the Memorial Arch at The Royal Military College of Canada
    http://everitas.rmcclub.ca/?p=18093

    Cheers

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