No Olympics would be complete without a viewing of Chariots Of Fire.
While it takes liberties with the historical facts, it does so for reasons of dramatic tension, not to radically misrepresent the character of those whose story it tells.
The Olympics themselves seem obsessed with creating and feeding their self-narrative as an entity.
Chariots Of Fire focusses on the spirits of the athletes, not on the ambitions of the administrators.

John Cornell was a clever man who rose to fame playing ‘Strop’, Paul Hogan’s awkward, mumbling sidekick. Not only did he manage Hogan’s rise in fame, he was instrumental in starting Kerry Packer’s World Series Cricket, helped create the wildly successful Crocodile Dundee, and married the gorgeous Delvene Delaney (something amazing to those who grew up watching her on tv in Brisbane during the early 70s).

I watched the tv series ‘Howzat’ today an insight into Cornell’s creativity and drive.

Normally even the Olympics wouldn’t make much of a dint in the interest in the football codes, especially the AFL in Melbourne.
Since so many people can’t get out it’ll be interesting to see what they actually watch.

(Draws count as correct)
NRL (last round 6/8; season tally 95/136)
Paramatta
Easts
Melbourne
Souths
Manly
Penrith
Gold Coast
Cronulla

AFL (last round 7/9; season tally 95/153)
Port Adelaide
Carlton
Brisbane
West Coast
Melbourne
Hawthorn
Sydney
Geelong
Essendon

The French Dispatch is a forthcoming movie from director Wes Anderson.
His idiosyncratic style is pretty much a genre in its own right.
It’s almost as if he and Christopher Nolan are in competition to confirm which one of them can hit the peak expression of their peculiarly unique and recognisable traits without turning into complete self-parody. Nolan went very close with Tenet.

Here’s the trailer, and it must be time to pull my discs off the shelf during shut-down and have an Anderson film festival.