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Win Hot Tub Time Machine goodies

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To celebrate the release of Hot Tub Time Machine, The Cherwell is offering its readers the opportunity to win one of five packs of 80s sunglasses, leg warmers and sweatbands.

Released on May the 7th, Hot Tub Time Machine follows a group of best friends who’ve become bored with their adult lives: Adam (John Cusack) has been dumped by his girlfriend; Lou (Rob Corddry) is a party guy who can’t find the party; Nick’s (Craig Robinson) wife controls his every move; and video game-obsessed Jacob (Clark Duke) won’t leave his basement. After a crazy night of drinking in a ski resort hot tub, the men wake up, heads pounding, in the year 1986. This is their chance to kick some past and change their futures – one will find a new love life, one will learn to stand up for himself with the ladies, one will find his mojo, and one will make sure he still exists!

For the chance to win, please e-mail [email protected]

http://www.hottubtimemachine.co.uk/

 

 

Review: Henry VIII

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Henry VIII is one of Shakespeare’s less performed plays, but should be of great interest for the History students among you.  The play focuses on the early years of Henry VIII’s reign, primarily his dealings with Wolsey, Katherine and Anne Boleyn.  It shows the rise and fall of great men and women as turning on a ‘wheel of fortune’, a common conceptual, literary tool in the early modern period. This production centres on the character of Queen Katherine, played exceptionally well by Hillary Stevens whose magnetic presence seems to be the driving force for the whole show.

The play is certainly an interesting piece to see, partly because it is so under performed and partly due to the aesthetics of this production. The performance space, Worcester College’s Victorian chapel, provides an excellent platform for displaying the magnificence of the Tudor court. All the costumes are as accurate as possible, adding to this decadent atmosphere. Although the play is visually pleasing, the main focus is on the actors, a tactic which has gone slightly amiss.   Jonny Sims’ lazy performance as Henry VIII surprisingly falls flat, due to his inability to muster the power and arrogance of Henry VIII in his prime. This is a great shame, as the play relies on intense dialogue between the triumvirate of power: Wolsey, Katherine and Henry. This intensity is only really achieved by Hillary Stevens, whose wide eyed pleadings and powerful portrayal of a proud and humbled woman are fantastic to watch. Edmund Stewart as Cardinal Wolsey is very slick and the audience does get a sense of the cunning premeditation behind every move, but his interplay with Henry VIII is lacking in every sense.

Henry VIII in Worcester Chapel will surely be an enjoyable experience, the rarity of the play and the beautiful setting are enough for this. It is a shame therefore, that some of the more complex relationships and characters of the play are not acted according to the high standards set by the rest of the production.

Verdict: The axe misses the mark in this Shakespearean drama.

Religion, condoms, and bears

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Yet more papal gossip emerged this week, as the Foreign Office was lambasted for a “disgusting” memo which suggested that the Pope might encourage condom use, bless gay marriage and sponsor a network of AIDS clinics.

Okay, so Steven Mulvain (the guy behind it) actually suggested the Pope make his own brand of condoms. But the point remained that it was these suggestions that were “hugely offensive” to the Catholic Church.

Despite the Pope’s courageous vow of silence on all matters of significance, some of his colleagues couldn’t help but take the bait. While admittedly it would have been less contentious had it not come from the foreign office, what was essentially a private joke was heavily criticised for implying that the Pope might take a vital step towards controlling AIDS in the Third World and bringing Catholic ideas on women’s and homosexuals’ rights into the twenty-first century.

There appeared to be many parallels with the reaction of Revolution Islam to the perceived depiction of Muhammad in a bear suit by South Park.

In a plot twist, it turned out that it was in fact Santa in the bear suit, so there never was any depiction of Muhammad. The fact is, however, that even had they shown a picture they called Muhammad, it would in no way be the prophet of Islam.

The Muhammad of the Quran could no more be depicted by South Park than Buddha can be truly depicted snorting cocaine, or Jesus truly depicted murdering terrorists. The religious figures in South Park are merely characters that take on traits to suit a story designed to purvey a particular ethical or political stance.

In this case their point was that dogma within religion is getting in the way of common sense and prevailing modern standards. Revolution Islam’s subsequent issuing of what was effectively a death threat over showing Muhammad in a bear suit just reinforced their point.

Mulvain’s point was very similar – it is outright wrong in today’s society to take the Catholic Church’s view on contraception and homosexuality. It was a heavy-handed critique, but part of the point was that in fact the world would be a better place with Benedict-brand condoms.

The point is that, like Revolution Islam, the Catholic Church are mistaking God for a bear suit.

The essence of Christianity is in “love your neighbour as yourself” – a message of charity, equality and social responsibility. The God of Christianity is no more depicted in outdated misogynistic and homophobic dogma than that of Islam is depicted by South Park.
The Pope knows his Bible verses. Perhaps he realised this. “Love your neighbour as yourself”. Catchy. A slogan perhaps?

Maybe the reason behind his outrage isn’t because of an outdated moral code at all. The Pope’s a clever guy – he knows an opportunity when he sees one.

He’s not morally outraged – he’s just been found out. Benedict-brand condoms would have been a real money-spinner. He could even have extended into Benedict-brand toys, Benedict-brand lube. A whole business model has been wasted due to one stupid joke. Mulvain let the cat out of the bag too soon.

In similar vein, perhaps we can see the reason behind Revolution Islam’s reaction to South Park. Perhaps there is an element of truth.

There was outrage in Saudi Arabia when British woman Gillian Gibbons named a bear Muhammad, and now there has been another over-the-top reaction to his ursine depiction. Muslims banned images being drawn of Muhammad.

Coincidence?

 

The 80s are back

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The Eighties are back. As Gene Hunt hits our TV screens for one last hurrah in the final series of Ashes to Ashes, so Britain’s trades unions are on the warpath. As British Airways cabin staff began a series of walkouts over changes to their working conditions, railway signallers announced their plans to heap misery on the travelling public with a national strike. Meanwhile, teaching unions threatened industrial action if parents and voluntary organisations were given more of a say in how schools were run.

In the trade union movement, old habits die hard. In 1979 a Labour government, trailing the Conservatives in the polls, was held to ransom by the unions which were bankrolling it. The then villain of the piece, Arthur Scargill, commented that the unions “are entitled by virtue of their sponsorship to tell their MPs which way to vote”. Of course 2010 is hardly 1979, but the parallels are hard to ignore. Just as in 1979 the trade union movement was the primary donor to the Labour Party, so it is today. The Unite super-union donated no less than £11 million to the Labour Party last year. And just as Scargill thought his National Union of Mineworkers could call the shots thirty-years ago, so Unite do today. The influence they wield is staggering: a total of 148 Labour candidates at this election are sponsored by Unite, among them thirteen cabinet ministers. As Labour’s former General-Secretary Peter Watt said, “it is absolutely fair to describe the Labour Party as the political wing of Unite. It influences Labour more than any other organisation.”

This would all matter somewhat less if it wasn’t for how the unions are using their influence. On reform of the public sector, they remain bitterly opposed to attempts to transfer power from Whitehall to the public. When John Prescott memorably said “If you set up a school and it becomes a good school, the great danger is that everyone wants to go there”, he was echoing a philosophy shared by the Labour Party and the unions – that individual choice is bad, and government control good. In healthcare, Labour and the Unison trade union bitterly opposed allowing NHS cancer patients to buy drugs that the government wouldn’t fund: cancer sufferers were threatened with having their NHS funding withdrawn if, in addition to their publicly-funded treatment, they paid for potentially life-saving drugs themselves. The argument of Labour and the unions was that to allow such a practice might “create a two-tier health service”. Silly me, I thought the NHS was there to treat patients, not serve the needs of state planners and ideologues.

Labour may have mocked David Cameron as a Gene Hunt figure, intent on taking Britain back to the 1980s, but it is the Labour Party who are in the pocket of the most reactionary force in British politics. They must think it’s still the 1980s.

 

Eye Candy: Oxford Students Do Summer Vintage

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As we all know summer brings out the best – and the worst – in British fashion. This term, it’s all about investment, key pieces and your own style.

Maria, Hertford College, Key Piece: Vintage Shorts

Lucy, Balliol College, Key Piece: Cape from Ebay

 

Bronya, Hertford College, Key Piece: Bag from Liberty

 

Alex, Magdalen College, Key Piece: Trousers from Uniqlo

 

 

 

 

 

Not so hung up on Dave

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The drama of this three-way tug of war has made this election the most exciting for some time. This is all the more remarkable, because beneath the veneer of TV debates and not-so-pithy one liners, the real conflict is over electoral reform, widely acknowledged to be one of the most boring political controversies out there. 

It’s not that it is boring because it’s insignificant – it’s a vital issue. Don’t kid yourself, it’s far more significant than a row over $6bn in public spending. It could fundamentally alter the British political landscape for decades. It’s more boring because of the details. Which is presumably why Cameron refuses to go into them, preferring instead to make his point via the intrigue of the “shady back-room deals” that he assures us would result from perennial hung parliaments, the inevitable outcome of PR.

“It is somewhat difficult to decry shady back room deals whilst simultaneously acknowledging that you’ll be making them.”

This strategy is, frankly, disingenuous. Never mind the fact that it is somewhat difficult to decry shady back room deals whilst simultaneously acknowledging that you’ll be making them; it is just plainly inaccurate to suppose that coalition government under PR is necessarily any less effective, open or democratic.

This is why you see Tories talking about Italy, and not Germany. Because Italy’s government was notoriously unstable, corrupt, and indebted under PR, while Germany’s government has been to all accounts rather more stable than Italy’s, and (whisper it) rather more accountable and prosperous than our own.

But there are quite a few good reasons why we shouldn’t assess PR on the Italian case. Italy was dominated by a single party from the end of the Second World War to 1994 – Christian Democrat hegemony over the Cabinet only fell apart as their communist opponents faded into irrelevance after the fall of the USSR. This was a recipe for corruption and bad governance. But nobody thinks that PR would result in one-party preeminence in the UK, so we shouldn’t be too worried.

“Cameron repeatedly bemoaned Germany’s speedier-than-us exit from recession”

On the other hand, Germany has done rather well for itself. It is surprising that Cameron, who has repeatedly bemoaned Germany’s speedier-than-us exit from recession when attempting to score points on the economy should be so apparently oblivious to the political system it stemmed from.

The country has also been stable — most elections have occurred, on schedule, every four years. Near thirty of the last sixty years in Germany were under the leadership of just two Chancellors – hardly the PR House-of-Cards that Cameron wants us to envision.

What’s more, German coalition politics is conducted very openly and democratically. Coalition preferences are declared before the election, in stark opposition to Clegg’s strategy of withholding the information for electoral advantage. After the election, negotiations are conducted publically, and a coalition agreement is signed. The German people know what they are voting for, and by and large they get it. What is interesting about this is that it isn’t even required by the German constitution-the parties do it of their own accord.

“It’s their choice to whip out the cigarillos and turn off the lights”

This is what makes Cameron’s (and to a lesser extent Labour’s) railing against a hung parliament so duplicitous. They say they want the best for the country, and that we must avoid a hung parliament and all it’s associated back-room ills. But they don’t acknowledge that it’s their choice to whip out the cigarillos and turn off the lights – they could perfectly well engage in a more democratic process, as their German counterparts do. 

Never mind the dim-wittedness of attacking PR coalition negotiations as undemocratic, in defence of a system that is patently more undemocratic itself.

Which is worse: Secretive negotiations, or a party running the country with the consent of less than 30% of the population, and a lower share of the vote than its competitors? Our current system disregards the opinion of a huge majority of the electorate – it has always been undemocratic, just never so obviously. 

There are potential problems with PR. Negotiations can be hidden, or they can be open and democratic. Governments can attempt to reach consensus, or they be inert, squabbling like Gordo’s boys at bath-time. The hypocrisy of the Lab/Con position is that the power to choose would be theirs—so they are either saying that they are either too stupid to design workable reform, or too self-interested to implement it. Neither are attractive qualities in a government.

Cherwell’s Trinity Photo Blog, Week 1

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Fancy yourself as a photographer?

Want your photographs from around and about Oxford seen by the thousands of people who visit the Cherwell website every day?

If so, why not send a few of your snaps into [email protected]?

 

 

Saturday – Corpus Ball Medieval Trance – Ollie Ford

 

Friday – Here comes the rain – Will Granger

 

Thursday – Hustings at St.Edward’s School- Jeremy Wynne

 

Wednesday – Summer by the Isis – Sonali Campion

 

Tuesday – Slavic books at dusk – Ollie Ford

 

Monday – Experiments at the science fair – Jeremy Wynne

 

Sunday – PCBC Pimms Party – Ollie Ford

From the Boats to the Goats

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And now for something a little different. At 4.30pm on Saturday 3rd April much of the nation’s focus was on the River Thames and the 156th University Boat Race. Whilst the True Blues and the Light Blues were fighting it out boat to boat, crew to crew and oar to oar, two go-getting goats (one named Bentley representing Oxford, one named Bramble representing Cambridge, began their dash to the finish line in the 2nd Annual Oxford vs. Cambridge Goat Race just a few miles away at Spitalfields City Farm in East London.

Following on from last year’s inaugural Goat Race in 2009 which saw Cambridge’s pygmy goat storm home to victory in front of a roaring crowd of over 400 people, the Goat Race 2010 immediately became an unmissable date in the diaries of all lovers of goat racing and fans fascinated in a bit of farmyard fun. This year over 900 supportive fans wearing everything from Rowing Lycra to Boat Club Jackets gathered to pass on their encouragement in the glorious Easter Saturday sunshine to the two goats in what is fast becoming a much appreciated alternative to the traditional Boat Race.

This year’s goat race had an extra edge to it as this year the competitors were brother and sister. Nothing better than a bit of sibling rivalry! The hype surrounding the goats’ sibling rivalry had been elevated by Spitalfields Life, a blog about life in the East End neighbourhood, to “a compelling psychodrama.” With the bets having been placed, the goats psyched up and the course cleared for the goats, the question which all people were asking themselves on the start line was who would be taking the limelight? It is fair to say that the cut yet shy Bramble and the lumbering Bentley did not fail to disappoint. In a close fought race, it was Bentley who stormed into an early lead but was eventually caught up and just pipped at the post by a nose by the craftier, and perhaps hungrier, Bramble. Thus, the 2010 Oxford vs. Cambridge Goat Race was, for the second consecutive year, won by Cambridge in an explosive time of 1min 14 seconds. Furthermore, this victory compounded with The Boat Race ensured a double delight for the Light Blues for this year, at least.

Giving her post-race reaction, Oxford’s ‘trainer’ stated that Bentley had been experiencing some health problems that may well have prevented him from giving his best performance thus aiding his opposite number. If health issues are to be believed, the result may not have come as much of a surprise for avid followers of the event. Nevertheless, questions will undoubtedly be asked over Bentley’s desire and bookies and followers of the race alike will undoubtedly be interested to see if he is chosen to represent Oxford track for a third time.

Apart from the main attraction of the goat racing, the annual event is held to raise money for and awareness of the Spitalfields City Farm Charity. This year a magnificent £3,400 was raised, £3000 of which was made from tickets and bets alone! Al the money raised from the event will go to providing a great help in the feeding of the animals and the overall running of the farm.

So whilst Cambridge’s Bramble reflects upon another victory and remains the undisputed ‘Golden Guernsey,’ Bentley will have time to reflect upon his performance and assess all the possibilities that lie ahead of him. Questions as to whether Bentley will be back to race again next year or whether a change in the Oxford goat guard is about to take place are still to be answered, however all we can hope for is that next year it’s third time lucky for Oxford!

For more pictures and a video from The Oxford vs. Cambridge Goat Race 2010 see http://www.thegoatrace.org/pictures-video

 

Read all about it

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The Sunday Times Oxford Literary Festival: a rainy week in the middle of March where the great, the good, and Peter Hitchens graced Christ Church with their presences – trying very hard to please their audiences while subtly flogging their books.

Firstly, where were you? The student turn-out was shockingly low: I could count the under-fifties on one hand at most events. Granted, I was treated to a handful of tickets courtesy of Cherwell’s charming editors and luckily avoided forking out the slightly pricey £10-per-event.
But really, £10 to see Martin Amis? You pay more than that in library fees.

I know, I know, it was the holiday, and perhaps you didn’t know – the advertising in and around Oxford was apparently non-existent, so unless you read The Sunday Times during term time, you probably had no idea a veritable selection box of literary giants was about to be unwrapped on your very doorstep.

Fortunately for you, Cherwell’s team of tireless bookworms were there to fill you in, and now you can plan ahead for next year.

The range of authors, journos and poets was very impressive, with something for every reader: the equally excellent Ian McEwan and Phillip Pullman didn’t disappoint lovers of fiction; science fans flocked to see Ben Goldacre and Simon Singh, and keen politicos had Shirley Williams, Andrew Rawnsley and Will Hutton to keep them busy. The organisers also packed in a strong core of big names to fill the Sheldonian for the special events: Martin Amis, Hilary Mantel and John le Carré all drew in the crowds.

On a general – and possibly pedantic – note, I think more thought could have gone into the choice of interviewers: unless the author could be trusted to handle the whole event on their own (Will Hutton did a fabulous job, for example) they tended to rely on a couple of stock interviewers, who, while friendly, were often under-prepared. One notable exception to this trend was the well-researched and fast-paced interview between Sunday Times deputy editor Martin Ivens and Andrew Rawnsley, author of The End of the Party. Questions were both accessible to those who had yet to read the book, while pitched so as to draw the most interesting angle and details from the author.

The difference between a good and bad interview can be captured by the difference between playing tennis with a ball and a soggy flannel: questions flop rather than bounce.

The high points (and there were many) included the entirely lovable David Dimbleby reducing a room of middle-aged women to giggles with his comments about Tracey Emin’s masturbation sketches and finding myself five feet away from the terrifying and fabulous Martin Amis oh-so-coolly puffing on a cigarette in front of a herd of braying paparazzi.

The one unmissable spectacle of the week was certainly David Mitchell ‘utterly wiping the floor’ with Shadow Culture Secretary Ed Vaizey, as my companion aptly described it. The politician avoided the same question four times, much to the amusement of the audience, and proceeded to dismiss Mitchell’s argument that spending less on the BBC’s website would make it worse as ‘left wing’. This, again, elicited roars of laughter from the Mitchell-loving crowd. There were points during the ‘debate’ when I actually felt sorry for Vaizey – against Mitchell he barely stood a chance. These moments were brief and, alas, fleeting.

The entire festival ran incredibly smoothly – events started and finished on the hour, and aside from a couple of microphone difficulties which were swiftly remedied I actually can’t recall anything going wrong. It certainly helped that the events were staffed by an army of friendly and helpful stewards. I don’t doubt that next year will be as thoughtfully prepared and as smoothly executed.

Be there.

Try This: Zuleika Dobson

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Here in Oxford we’re often content with escapism, so, understandably, nervousness usually greets any Oxford story more romantic and more wonderful than our (sometimes depressing) everyday existence. In this way the ‘Incomparable Max’ has become the forgotten author Max Beerbohm.

A member of the Oscar Wilde set, he left Oxford an essayist, parodist and caricaturist. In 1911 he wrote his one, perfect, novel: Zuleika Dobson.

In true Edwardian satirical style, Zuleika, the eponymous femme fatale, manages to infiltrate the all-male Judas College (based on Beerbohm’s alma mater, Merton College) and proceeds to entice every male undergraduate in the college with her irresistible charms. This sets in motion a chain of events which leads to, amongst other happenings, thunderstorms, drownings, and mass suicide.

Beerbohm is, after all, incomparable, so I must share a favourite passage. Following a scene in which every male undergraduate, gripped by the tragic romance between Zuleika and the Duke of Dorset, has followed the Duke and drowned themselves in the Isis, the narrator returns to Zuleika:

“And Zuleika? She had done a wise thing, and was where it was best that she should be. Her face lay upturned on the water’s surface, and round it were the masses of her dark hair, half floating, half submerged. Her eyes were closed, and her lips were parted. Not Ophelia in the brook could have seemed more at peace….What to her now the loves that she had inspired and played on? The lives lost for her? Little thought had she now of them. Aloof she lay….The air was heavy with scent of violets. These are the flowers of mourning; but their scent here and now signified nothing; for Eau de Violettes was the bath-essence that Zuleika always had.”

The shock that Zuleika might too have followed the Duke, but more shockingly that she might not be utterly amoral, is swiftly assuaged in the knowledge that she is merely taking a bath. Perfect.