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Should music be used for political ends?

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It appears to be the hip thing to do at the moment; to ‘do’ Cuba. After Pope Francis’ visit less than six months ago and Obama’s this same week, the Rolling Stones are the third in a fine line of notable visitors to the country. The British offering, if you will.

But there is a very big difference between the Rolling Stones and the other two visitors. Obama’s visit was indicative of a thawing of relations between two ideologically opposed countries. Meanwhile the appearance of the Pope is indicative of the re-emergence of Roman Catholicism which was long suppressed by the Communist regime. The old Catholics came out of the woodwork for the Pope’s visit in September, and even Raul Castro admitted he was so impressed by him that he was debating returning to the church. It is obvious, then, that these two visits were of paramount socio-political importance.

The Stones’ visit, however, put simply, should not be. They aren’t the leaders of the world’s most powerful religion or the world’s most powerful country. They’re just the ‘World’s Greatest Rock and Roll Band’. This is the band that have 11 arrests between them. This is the band who got a song about heroin, slavery, S&M and oral sex to number one in 1971 (‘Brown Sugar’, in case you’re wondering). They burnt down Playboy Mansion, threatened to stab Donald Trump, hosted a free concert where four people died and four people were born… the list goes on.

Some expected the band to comment on the situation in Cuba – the lack of basic resources for the general population, the poor state of the hospitals and infrastructure and the continued violations of civil liberties. The opportunity was definitely there to make a statement. The question remains as to whether or not the Stones should have felt obliged to comment on such issues. To my mind, such politicisation is beyond the remit of the band. Only twice in their lengthy oeuvre do they support any clear political view. Why should they have had to start now? It would seem slightly odd for this famously debauched bunch of Bacchanalian revellers to start pontificating and preaching to the Cuban people about the need to change the political system.

Fundamentally, they are different from the Pope and the US President. They were there in Cuba to entertain. Indeed, the very fact that they put the concert on for free (knowing the population could not afford a Stones’ ticket under normal circumstances) made a statement larger than any they could have verbalised – that they wanted as many people as possible to be able to enjoy their music. Leave the politics to the world leaders – leave the rock and roll to the Rolling Stones.

OO admins apologise for “Purge”

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Following the changes that have been made in discussion rules for the Open Oxford group supporting free speech on Facebook, admin Ash MQ published an apology on behalf of the entire team. Members of the group had been banned from the conversation without prior warning for posting messages considered unrelated, leading to protests and the creation of Oxford Rebellion in response to what some called the “purge.”

Declaring they “reserve the right to remove posts and ban members for abusive and off-topic posts”, the three admins of the group, Alex McGann, Jacob Williams and Ash MQ announced the new set of rules they had agreed on in the afternoon of April 1. This change has failed to satisfy the members of the group, despite Jacob Williams evoking the fact that the decision of banning a user would be “somewhat arbitrary” but entirely normal in order for the discussion to function.

A message of apologies has been posted by Ash MQ, in which the admins states that the team is sorry for the unexpected series of bans. According to Ash MQ, this happened before the whole team decided to change the rules and the admins now agree to say that such rapid action was necessary but should have been preceded by “formal warnings”.

In his post, Ash MQ wrote, “Shitposting is definitely a problem, and so I am fully behind the changes to the guidelines — but the bannings should not have happened until after we instated the new guidelines, and only after we had issued formal warnings to the culprits.”

Ash MQ told Cherwell, “The modest rule changes are definitely a good thing.

“I just don’t support the fact the rule changes were enforced before the rule changes were announced (which happened without my knowledge or control), so I reversed that, and apologised on behalf of the admin panel. From now on the new rules will be enforced,” he added. “All the admins are behind what I did.”

Shop until you really drop: Pint Shop comes to Oxford

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This summer, Cambridge-based Pint Shop will be opening the doors of a sister establishment on George Street. The offshoot of the pub will be taking up residence facing the New Theatre in a two floor 5600 square foot space. There will be room for 110 diners and 24 kegs.

The Times’ 12th Coolest Restaurant’s website declares itself “a place where people from all walks of life, rub shoulders with each other” and models itself on the home-brewing beer houses of Victorian Britain. The Pint Shop’s online self-portrait guarantees “craft beer, intimacy & fun, throw in some killer food, cooked on coals, just as it was 1830 and deliver it with a bunch of amazing people.”

Evoking this news, Becca Chaplin and Jacqui Thorndyke from food guide Bitten Oxfordtold Cherwell, “We’re always pleased to have new food and drink venues opening in the centre of Oxford, especially when they’ve been winning Awards and recognition left, right and centre, plus we’ve needed some excitement on the scene for a while.

“Craft beers are really coming into their own here, especially with so many excellent local breweries and we’re definitely excited by The Pint Shop’s menu. Our only reservation would be that they’re from Cambridge!”

Ed Murry from the local Shotover Breweries commented “a lot of the pubs in Oxford are tied,” which means that they have to serve the pub chain’s branded beer, “so if Pint Shop’s independent, great!”

Night out aficionado and student Malachi Rayner was another to express interest, “Local craft ales are something students are starting to embrace, cheap and alcoholic, and a break from sickly hyped up £1 jäger bombs and alcopop deals in college bars.”

Newly appointed Balliol Rugby Club Social Secretary Calum Holt also noted the Pint Shop’s decor and ale selection, telling Cherwell with excitement, “I’m looking forward to being very responsible with a small group of friends from chess club in this bar!”

The Pint Shop remained unavailable for comment, presumably too busy planning how to escape Cambridge.

Open Oxford goes into meltdown

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Created as an online space for members of the University to discuss their views of sensitive or controversial issues, Open Oxford now faces difficulties as a series of bans have led to questions about the administrators’ rights to impose limits on the subjects evoked.

The group’s objective has been to “encourage vigorous but respectful discussion of any topic people are interested in.” Judging that a few of its members had strayed from this original line by posting what admins Jacob Williams, Alex McGann and Alex MQ called “in-jokes and frivolous humour” in their recent online explanation, several of its members were removed from the conversation.

This removal of members is not a one-off, with the admins making it clear that in the future they “reserve the right to remove posts and ban members for abusive and off-topic posts.

“Necessarily this will be somewhat arbitrary but so are all rules. We’ll try to warn people whenever possible before removing them, and we’re happy to readmit members who were removed if they agree to abide by these guidelines.”

Reactions to this have divided the active users of the group, some of which decided to create Open Rebellion in response to Open Oxford’s meltdown.

Sophia Nash explained this division, telling Cherwell, “The OOverlords have betrayed their loyal subjects. We have risen up in defiance of this dictatorship, to stand up for free speech in all its forms and because idk, we were bored.”

The word “purge” was rapidly adopted by members of the group to describe the series of bans. According to Eleanor Sharman, “The admins may yet see the error of their ways, but any revocations of their Purge will now be too little, too late. Original Open Oxford has fallen.”

Alex Doody, a third year German student currently on his year abroad also called for the admins of Open Oxford to resign. He told Cherwell, “Considering the entire raison d’être of Open Oxford as a group to facilitate Free speech, be that serious discussions, polls or even pure shitposting, an antidote to all these other proscriptive Facebook groups, I was initially shocked that a rogue admin would do this, and have become increasingly disgusted as it has become apparent that this may be a coordinated effort.

“I am angry at the way admins have handled this and acted in a way of which Stalin would be proud, and see this as an affront to the very Principles OO was founded to defend. The Admins should resign in shame,” he claimed.

Like the majority of members and former members of Open Oxford expressing their opinion on the meltdown of the group as a space for free discussion, Elrica Degirmen joined Doody in her statement to Cherwell. “This is an affront on the freedom of speech. Freedom of speech ensures that people are able to talk about topics that they want to discuss with others and there is no requirement to always debate “intellectual” subjects.

“Anyone could have banned individuals who make posts on things they do not want to be reading about and indeed no one is obliged to be in the group. It is a great shame that the administrators of Open Oxford thought they could just remove people for arbitrary reasons but it was pleasing to see other members taking a stand against them through continuing their discussions on other related groups.”

Some had a more positive attitude towards the removal of certain members, however, with Ed Mahoney telling Cherwell, “The removed people have a habit of ‘shitposting’ and spamming with unintellectual rubbish.” He added that they formed “a sort of clique which made it difficult for many to follow.”

More on this story: OO Admins apologise for “purge”.

Analysis: Politics and purges in cyberspace

University announces new college

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Green Templeton College must be breathing a sigh of relief: no longer will it have the distinction of being Oxford’s newest college. Instead that honour will be held by a new college, the first since the merger of Green and Templeton Colleges in 2008, and the first built since Kellogg College was constructed in 1990.

The new college, to be named ‘Wartshog’ is projected to cost nearly £1b over the course of its construction. Though most of this, about £600m, will come from the coffers of the University and its constuent colleges, much of the rest will be donated by Joanne ‘Jo’ Rowling, perhaps better known by her penname ‘JK Rowling.’

Worcester Professor Josephine Quinn, a Buildings and Estates Subcommittee member, told Cherwell that Rowling was highly involved in the project’s conception and committed to building a college explicitly for the ‘gifted.’

“Her idea was fully fleshed out,” Quinn said. “And I must say it was brilliant – flew past the committee without a modification. Despite being new, the college will be built in the style of outdated architecture – Rowling showed us photos of an old Scottish castle – and open only to those who deserve to be there by dint of birth.”

Quinn explained that Wartshog College will take a revolutionary approach to determining admissions. Rather than requiring the ‘talented’ apply, it will send out postcards – to be returned by July 31 – to those whom the college deems to have just the right attributes for study at the University. Those students will be offered a one-of-a-kind education, all the while cloistered off away from the prying eyes of the masses.

The University said in a statement, “We view the creation of Wartshog as a way to truly begin moving forward into the 21st century. Oxford is continuously in the process of modernisation and advancement in order to stay truly competitive as the world continues to globalise. Accordingly, we are in full agreement with Ms Rowling’s plans to build a college where you will be able to graduate without having spent anytime interacting with anyone who is not in some way fundamentally similar to you.”

Students have lauded the University’s announcement. David Lawton, a second year at St Hilda’s told Cherwell, “I am shocked and impressed by the foresight of the University. In announcing that the new college would be built exactly in the model of pre-twentieth century architecture, they subvert our understanding of what modern truly is. And the decision to only accept those with certain ‘abilities’ means that Oxford will continue to maintain its firm hold at the top of whatever university rankings are next scheduled to come out.”

When asked whether he thought it was problematic that most of those who would attend Wartshog came from families that also attended Oxford, Lawton said, “Well, that’s only most, right? Every year I’m sure there will be at least a few who come from families in which neither parent attended a similarly presitigious institution.”

When contacted, Rowling told Cherwell, “I have always found Oxford a beautiful, magical place, perfect for nurturing ‘special skills.’ Not just that, but the University is the ideal mingling ground for bright young people and I’m sure that the relationships they form here will continue to shape their personal and professional lives for decades to come.”

In addressing the fears that students from atypical backgrounds could face discrimination and mudslinging, Rowling said, “It’s possible – but I think the education Wartshog will provide will be more than commensurate for any such problems. After all, they could always choose not to attend, couldn’t they?”

At press time, the University was announcing plans to identify potential applicants to Wartshog and other colleges as early as birth and make sure to accept them when they were old enough for admission.

Review: Zayn Malik – Mind of Mine

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Mind of Mine is Zayn Malik’s first solo effort since his departure from One Direction early last year, so it is hardly surprising that the album makes explicit efforts to distance itself from that X-Factor brand of watered-down pop. The album approaches graphic sex, dark emotions, and the low points of nights out, which is a welcome change for Zayn; one of the greatest positives of this album is that it feels more sincere than One Direction ever did. But on MoM, Zayn still suffers from overproduction, which jars with what should be raw subject matter and lends an irritating self-consciousness to his supposed image shift.

Musically, the album has more interest than the two made-for-radio singles would suggest. The move from pop into R&B feels natural for Zayn’s vocal style, and while Zayn’s voice does little to distinguish him within the genre, it does work well within said genre’s limitations. The backing tracks draw from a wide range of influences, with unsurprising tinges of Frank Ocean and Robin Schulz, as well as synths that wouldn’t be out of place on a Passion Pit track, or in the softer sections of a XXYYXX album. This diverse musical source material comes together most successfully on ‘tRuTh’, which is also a rare lyrical high point. Its references to his past, trapped in a world that was “not [his] scene”, have the ring of honesty that makes good R&B, and the tinkling synth ornaments and relaxed bassline work well against the track’s softer vocals and chorus-soaked guitar.

Mind of Mine has moments of interest, and some genuinely enjoyable songs, but the extent of its weaknesses, and their prominence in the bulk of the album, only serves to overbear the stronger, more sincere tracks. It is, however, an album that could have been heavily trimmed, which might have made the issue of Zayn’s repetitive lyrical content less obvious, and helped the back end of this 59-minute album feel like less of a slog. Many of the tracks suffer from the common pop disease of having one or two clever lines padded out with rhyming clichés to make a song. ‘lUcOzAdE’, ‘TiO’, and ‘BRIGHT’ are queued one after the other, and ‘LIKE I WOULD’ comes shortly after, all of which are grounded in the stale, overdone, “let’s fuck” school of songwriting, making the second half of the album into an ad nauseam repetition of the self-evident theme that all-grown-up Zayn beats us over the head with in ‘dRuNK’ – “Right now I’m emotional.”

Delving into Dickens: A literary love affair

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A few weeks ago, I made the mistake of telling my girlfriend that I’d never seen either of the Bridget Jones movies. She talked me into watching them despite the fact that I was happy curling up with my worn-out copy of Charles Dickens’ The Pickwick Papers. As I sat watching it, mentally ticking off the thinly veiled Pride and Prejudice references, it occurred to me that I recently lived through the plot of a romantic comedy myself. Not with my girlfriend, if that’s what you’re thinking, but with the author of the tattered paperback in my hands.

Much like the heroine of almost every ‘Rom-Com’ I’ve ever seen, I was introduced to the dashing stranger that is Charles Dickens. Except instead of being presented to my love interest by an overbearing mother or best friend at a cocktail party, it was in a classroom by an overbearing teacher who slammed a copy of Great Expectations on the desk in front of me and told me to “begin at chapter one”. It’s at this point in the movie that tall-dark-and-handsome usually makes an asinine comment that greatly offends and alienates the protagonist. This entire novel was that asinine comment; long, drawn-out, devoid of morals and with scarcely a likeable character, I simply couldn’t engage and vowed I would never being even an acquaintance with this man, let alone anything more serious.

It is generally established that the next few scenes involve the hero living their life, hanging out with friends and even a few dalliances with other minor love interests who usually turn out to be very, very bad for you. For me, living my life was my A-Levels. My friends were comfortable reads like Mark Haddon, Terry Pratchett and the sassy quips of Jane Austen, all of whom naturally offer the comic relief. My dalliance? An ill-fated affair with the roguish playboy that is Leo Tolstoy, which left me tired, exhausted and with a pounding headache. Dickens came up in conversations now and again, awkwardly brought up by friends in pubs and pushed by teachers and parents as the better match. It was relatively easy to turn my nose up and ignore his dark, shadowy presence at the back of my mind. Then came the literary equivalent of what I like to call ‘the unavoidable moment’. You know the one! Maybe it’s a party where the hero can’t avoid the love interest any longer, maybe his best friend’s starts dating the sister, maybe an office mishap means they have to work together. This is kind of what happened to me, except for me it came in the form of a university reading list. “You must have read at least three works by this author” it loudly boasted. As I looked at his smug expression, curly hair and row-upon-row of densely typed script, my heart sank a little and I tried to ignore the slight arousal of my interest.

During this stage, Bridget Jones starts to notice the more redeeming qualities of Mark Darcy instead of viewing him as a pompous arse. The same was happening for me and Charlie. Instead of the drab, dour and fundamentally elitist man who offered me Great Expectations, I met het intelligent, thoughtful author of A Tale of Two Cities, the cheeky, comedic journalist that penned Sketches by Boz and shrewd, perceptive and passionate social campaigner behind Bleak House. I was starting, it seemed, to see things from his point of view.

Every romantic comedy seems to end with a big reveal. When the past sins of tall-dark-and-handsome are explained away in a perfectly justified soliloquy. The protagonist curses themselves for being so judgemental. Finally, the two fall in love. I found my justification when reading a biography of Charles Dickens. It told me that when his stories were published in magazines, the guy was paid by the word. I’d objected to him on the grounds that he was long-winded, overly descriptive and a little boring, but I got it now! Of course he was going to ramble on for ages, it was earning him the money to buy his family food! It was admirable! Heck, if I was paid by the word, my novels would be twice the length even of Dombey and Sons! Suddenly, there was a brand new man stood before me! Suddenly, I understood him, respected him even. He was only trying to make a living. Finally, I could open up my heart to this intriguing author and let my love develop.

There’ll be a proposal of course, as long as it’s better than the dreadful, fumbling attempt of Mr Headstone in Our Mutual Friend. As for the sequel, well it’s obvious isn’t it? I’ll find out what he did to Nancy in Oliver Twist and angry and heartbroken I’ll end our relationship, subsequently struggling to forgive him before he wins me back with The Christmas Books. 

Oxford Muslim leaders condemn Lahore attacks

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Muslim leaders in Oxford have condemned the suicide bombing that occurred in Pakistan on Sunday this week. 70 were killed and 300 injured at Lahore after a bomb was detonated at the city’s Gulshan-E-Iqbal park during Christian Easter celebrations.

It is thought that the majority of the victims of the attack were women and children, of which many were Muslims.

The founder of The Oxford Foundation Imam Monawar Hussain told Cherwell the attacks were “utterly senseless” and left him “deeply saddened.”

He added, “These were senseless and wicked attacks aimed at the Pakistani Christian community celebrating a significant religious holy day in the Christian calendar. My thoughts and prayers are with the victims, their families, friends and the people of Pakistan.

“As a father, it’s heart-breaking to witness the images of families and especially children playing, rejoicing and having fun, being cut down by such an horrific and callous act. As a Muslim, the Prophet’s words, ‘he who is not merciful to children is not one of us’ keep reverberating in my mind.”

A breakaway faction of the Taliban militant group, Jamaat-ul-Ahrar, which once declared allegiance to IS, claimed responsibility for Sunday’s attack.

Director of Cowley’s Oxford Islamic Centre Hojjat Ramzy said, “All Muslims condemn the killing of innocent people in Pakistan. We are praying for the families of the victims. Our heart goes to those who lost their loved ones.”

Since the attacks on Easter Sunday, Muslim communities worldwide have condemned the suicide bombing in Pakistan.

Oxford University Islamic Society told Cherwell, “The Oxford University Islamic Society would like to express its grief and shock at the heinous events of Lahore, and extend its heartfelt condolences and prayers to the people of Pakistan, and to all those around the world affected by terrorism. We note that the bombing, which targeted Christians and claimed predominantly Muslim lives, was an attack on Pakistani society, and we utterly reject this attempt to divide religious communities in Pakistan.

“We pray for unity on the values of peace, compassion and mercy, and demand for the venerable Christian community in Pakistan the unconditional tolerance, respect and protection that is specifically postulated by Islamic teachings. All peoples around the world are involved in a common struggle against violence, and we support wholeheartedly any group working for peace and an end to war.”

Fighting terror with perspective

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In the last week, the so-called Islamic State has carried out two horrific attacks: one on a central shopping street in Istanbul, the other in the Brussels airport.

The former, which killed five people and wounded dozens more, took place just a few minutes from where I was staying at the time, and just a few meters from the church where I had been going to Mass. The whole area was immediately shaken, physically and metaphorically, and I felt fear all around – both in myself and in others. A café owner, Behzat, told me, “I’m very scared – Turkey used to be a safe place to live, but I don’t think that’s true anymore.” Terrorism also causes anger. A stall holder in the Grand Bazaar who asked not to be named told me, “[President] Erdogan has no idea, he doesn’t know where the bombs are – he says everything is safe and then the bombs go [off].”

Even worse than anger, this awful act has led to mistrust and division. An English teacher on the Asian side of Istanbul, who also asked not to be named, said he was thinking about moving home to South Carolina, but wasn’t sure he was safe there either. “I’m very worried,” he said, “especially because I take the metro a lot. You just can’t trust anyone anymore…anyone could be working with them.”

Fear, anger, and division are understandable reactions to terrorism. They’re natural. I feel them myself. But they’re also how the terrorists win. When Mehmet Ozturk walked down Istikal Avenue on March 19, mentally preparing to blow himself up, surely fear, anger, and most of all division were the reactions he was hoping for most. The best response to this type of terrorism is neither easy nor exciting: it is to simply ignore it.

This may sound absurd in the wake of ISIS’ repeated attacks across the globe, from Australia to California, Istanbul to Ottawa, and even more so in light of all the other terrorism that has claimed so many lives over the years. But when you look more closely at the figures, our collective fear of terrorism seems less reasonable. According to the New America Foundation, a think tank in Washington D.C., an average of three Americans have been killed by jihadist terrorism per year since 9/11.

Compare this to the fact that about thirty Americans die every day from regular gun violence, eighty-three from falls, and over a hundred from car accidents. An American is more than ten thousand times more likely to die from a fatal fall than from terrorism, and yet as Paul Waldman of the Washington Post points out, “we haven’t declared a ‘War on Falling’ and nobody tells pollsters their biggest fear is that they or someone in their family will suffer a fatal fall.” The figures are similar for the UK: according to a 2012 report compiled for Parliament by David Anderson, terrorism killed about the same number of people in the UK from 2000-2011 as bees. Over that same period, drowning in the bath was the cause of death for six times as many UK residents as terrorism, and cycling accidents were about twenty-four times more deadly than jihad. More troubling, when one considers the results of our dramatic emotional response to terrorism, about twenty times as many UK citizens were killed through combat in Afghanistan as died from terrorism against civilians.

When I left Istanbul for Riga, my family was understandably relieved. It is highly unlikely that there are any extremists plotting the overthrow of the evil Latvian empire. But in fact, being outside ISIS’ sphere of influence makes me hardly any safer at all. The real threats are in the five-way intersection down the street, the hamburger I had for lunch, and the bathtub waiting to welcome me with open, deadly arms when I finish writing this piece.

Terrorism is not an existential threat to our lives, culture, or civilization, unless we make it so. The real damage done by these attacks is not in the loss of life and limb, tragic as these deaths and injuries are, but in the reaction felt by hundreds of millions of people around the world; our collective intake of breath and double-locking of the door. In the face of terrorism we ought not declare war, restrict civil liberties, or cower in fear of the next attack – this is what the terrorists hope for, and the only way they can inflict true damage. Instead, we should treat terrorists like their equally deadly insect counterparts: a nuisance.

Of course, we should take commonsense precautions – if you have an allergy then beekeeping probably isn’t the career for you, and I’m not planning a summer holiday in Syria any time soon, but living in fear is not only unnecessary, but foolish. We will never defeat every last Islamic extremist who wishes to destroy the Western way of life; ideas are not killed with bullets. Instead, we should take away the only true power they have by refusing to overreact to terrorist violence.

Review: Grimsby – crude and vulgar

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“I told you not to smoke.”

“I thought you just meant crack.”

These were some of the first lines in Sacha Baron Cohen’s recent movie, Grimsby. The comedy sees Nobby (Baron Cohen), an unemployed father of nine living in the northern English fishing town of Grimsby. From the outset we are told he is still searching for his long-lost brother after a 28 year separation. Queue, Sebastian (Strong). At a charity event, Nobby is reunited with his brother – who happens to be an MI6 agent with a surprisingly RP accent. After Nobby causes Sebastian to be blamed for a murder, forcing them on the run, a chain of ‘humorous’ events unfold which culminate in the two brothers making peace and saving the world. Rebel Wilson and Penelope Cruz both made the questionable decision to take minor roles in the movie, though the focus remains on the brothers’ relationship.

The description above makes it seem as though this film has a storyline, albeit a far-fetched one. It does not. The plot is a confused mix of a mocking take on working-class life in Grimsby, a conventional ‘spy-gone-rogue’ tale and an attempt at a heart-warming reunion with the message of family. All of this was paired with outrageous attempts at humour and crude sexual references. For me, it was so bad I had to cover my eyes. Perhaps I was being too harsh, but just one of the vulgar running jokes in this film was that numerous celebrities were diagnosed with AIDS from the blood of a young, wheelchair-bound Palestinian boy, said to be the ‘international symbol of peace.’ These celebrities included Daniel Radcliffe (though not the real one), and Donald Trump, whom, when infected actually roused applause from some members of the cinema audience. Perhaps that tells us more about opinions towards American politics than it does about the entertainment this film offered, but clearly such outrageous humour was, at times, enjoyed by other spectators. Or maybe they were just laughing because they didn’t know what else to do.

Sacha Baron Cohen has been in the press a lot recently after the controversial revival of ‘Ali G’ at the Oscars this year. He affronted the #OscarsSoWhite debate about lack of racial diversity in the nominees for this year’s Academy Awards by referring to himself “just another token black presenter.” He is renowned for his less-than politically correct attempts to use humour to bring attention to social issues, and the characters of Ali G and Borat were received well by critics. So, was that the case in Grimsby? I personally struggle to see how pointed generalisations about a working-class lifestyle will have a positive outcome. Any stereotypes which exist about the people of northern fishing towns are amplified; the opening sequence of the movie sees a queue of people outside the Job Centre, everyone walks around in England football shirts, and Nobby’s son Luke has a shaved head, a ploy for the family to claim benefits for his inexistent leukaemia.

The film does, however raise an interesting point on class inequality. Penelope Cruz’s character turns out to be the evil mastermind has a plan to “cure the world” by infecting all those present at the World Cup final, in her words, “the imbeciles”, with AIDS. In response, Cohen makes a rousing speech to his fellow Grimsby residents about their worth; they are the “scum” responsible for building the hospitals which are closed down by upper-class members of society. Can this be taken as a direct criticism of the current government cuts? He ends with the line, “scum cannot be washed away, ever”; if so, it’s one which still kicks the poor.

The film does reflect on positive aspects of working-class culture in other respects. The sense of community amongst the people of Grimsby means we always see them together, and the theme of family is prominent amongst the characters. We are obliged, in some ways to sympathise with the plight of those who are burdened with the stereotype of being worthless. But overall the film is counter-productive,  perpetuating negative assumptions of the ‘idle’ and ‘feckless’ poor who don’t know how to help themselves.

Whilst the film raises interesting arguments regarding social inequality, it failed to do so in a tasteful and productive way. Any attempt at progressive ideas amongst the crude humour were diminished by exaggerated stereotypes and a tiring plotline. If this were Sacha Baron Cohen’s first film, and he wasn’t propped up by past successes, I’m sure he would find himself as jobless as Nobby.