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England must make changes

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Welcome to Cherwell’s summer cricket coverage! After the engrossing vulgarity of the World T20 tournament, the real business of summer, the Ashes is upon us. I’ll be posting my thoughts on what’s going on periodically over the series, and you are all welcome to agree, castigate, and anything else in
the comments section below.

 

I, like most people, was absolutely thrilled with the result of the First test, although it wasn’t a case of “I’d have taken that at the start.” How to be less toothless when

we bowl? First, as I think everyone says, drop Panesar. He is worse than Swann at everything right now, despite his comedy antics. Harmison needs to be brought back pronto. A harder decision is whether to keep Broad 

or put in Onions. Of course, if Flintoff doesn’t recover, Broad will have to play, as a quasi-all-rounder, but also because nobody trusts Bresnan against Hughes or Ponting, or Clarke or North. I’d pick Onions. As much as I love Broad for his apparently Sobers-esque batting, and his uncanny resemblance to Robert Chase on the TV show House, he needs to learn to take wickets regularly. Not to guarantee that Onions will be a wicket machine, but he does what he does better than Broad does. Harmsion and hopefully Flintoff can provide raw pace, and Anderson swing. I’d rather have Onions than Broad as the decidedly fourth seamer.

I sympathise a little with Pieterson for that dodgy shot in the first innings. Yes the sweep gets him runs, and the amount of times I’ve got out insisting I can cover drive a leg stump half-volley makes us brothers of a sort. But it’s not like he doesn’t have the reactions or talent to pull out of an obviously wrong shot. Eoin Morgan can do it, and even players as limited as Nick Knight have pulled off that trick. Otherwise, Haurtiz will just bowl really wide of off stump with a short fine leg, a fine leg, a deep backward point for the reverse sweep, and a deep cover for the inside out, and choke the life out of Pieterson.

What of the Aussies? I don’t think there’s any reason to change the side. This was my first time watching Phil Hughes properly. Even if he only got 36, the sight of him cutting the ball like the love child of Lara and Jayasuriya is seared onto my memory. I’ve never seen anyone in test cricket cut the ball like that. It was pretty terrifying, and I don’t care if the Press think he’s weak against the short ball. He’s only twenty. One day, he’ll learn to hook and pull properly, and then he’s going to get thousands of runs. Tuck him up while you can with straight seamers. Its Ashes 2010-2011 where he’ll eat us alive. Brett Lee isn’t fit, and I was impressed by Australia’s unfancied duo of Siddle and Hilfenhaus. Siddle is a keen man, in the mould of Merv hughes, and Hilfenhaus is one of the most English of Australian bowlers. Hauritz bowled ballsily, and even if he’ll struggle on other pitches, I’m happy for him that he showed himself he could operate at the top level. Johnson bowled poorly, but laugh quietly. When he’s on, he can do as much damage to us as Hughes, Clarke, and Ponting. And that, friends, is a lot.


Oxford choir in Harry Potter movie

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The Choir of Queen’s College recorded a song for the soundtrack of ‘Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince’.

The choir was approached by Nicholas Hopper, the BAFTA-winning composer, in late 2007 regarding a possibility of singing a piece for the film.

The Choir recorded ‘In noctem’ in Studio One at Abbey Road Studios in London, the world’s largest purpose-built recording studio.

Georgina Watts, a second year choral scholar commented, “Recording at Abbey Road is just one of the amazing opportunities that I have been offered as a member of the Queen’s College Chapel Choir.”

The song can be heard at various points in the film, during the closing credits, and on the soundtrack CD of the film.

 

Saving Squirrel Nutkin

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In Oxford, as across Britain, the sighting of a squirrel is not uncommon. Christ Church Meadows teems with the grey scavengers, loitering around refuse bins. Suburban streets see unwanted intruders, interested only in chewing peanut feeders – intended for the birds. Drives along country roads proffer many an opportunity to spot one, even as it’s scarpering across the tarmac in front.

However what is far more special is the glimpse of a red squirrel, the grey variety’s smaller relative. Greys cannot compete with their cousins on looks and cute-factor, what with its stubby face and coarser dull fur. The reds’ tufty fluffy ears and white tummy are quite strikingly beautiful – and don’t get started on the gorgeous rich rusty red…

The little rodent’s plight has been well-noted for many years, as numbers have dramatically plummeted to fewer than 140000. Their absence is especially acute in urban areas, for 85% are resident in more rural parts of Scotland. Now the red squirrel is protected as an endangered species across most of Europe, though it is not thought to be at risk on a worldwide level. The blame for the decline is regularly attributed to a struggle between the two kinds; however this is only one factor.

Historically Europe was home only to reds, until the grey variety was introduced from North America. Although the two are not directly hostile to one another, a disease (squirrel parapoxvirus) is carried by the grey type. This does not affect the carrier yet kills its relatives – which does seem a tad unfair. However family politics alone should not be a scapegoat. Loss of native forest habitation is another important consideration – a poignant tale across so much of the world, as deforestation clears the way for man.

Since January 2006 the UK Government has supported culling programs on grey squirrels. This facilitates a widespread reintroduction of the red variety, especially in England. However this direct method is supplementary to more humane regeneration schemes. A new four-year program, announced by the Scottish WildlifeTrust earlier this year, sees red squirrels advancing into urban areas and expanding their adaptability to new habitats. Forestry commissions, restoring the environment to an increasingly natural state, are growing in speed across the UK. The Caledonian Forest once covered swaths of the country, of which now 1% survives. The Forest has begun to be re-established in pocketed enclosures of Scots Pine and Douglas Fir, an encouragement to all native wildlife. This goes well beyond a love of red squirrels, for the schemes provide a host of mammals and birds – including pine martens, ospreys and wildcats – with a suitable environment in which to prosper.

Such moves to support nature are always promising. So there is good news for all species – and especially for Squirrel Nutkin.

The Ashes: What is it with England’s middle order?

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A lot of people at my internship were at an event in the afternoon, so
I clocked off early, and watched the last 30 minutes at the pub. It
beat compulsively checking cricinfo and imagining the match based on
their (excellent) commentary.

I make no apology for jumping on the Mitchell Johnson is awesome
bandwagon earlier this year. I know he’s bowled poorly today, but the
sharp difference between batters and bowlers is that bowling is more
dependent on being a class act. Even between the nonsense, he bowled
two crackers to get rid of Cook and Prior. The one to Prior is not a
ball you can learn, or really practice. It requires the perfect
combination of a low arm, arm speed, and wrist position. So I would
still say persevere with Johnson, because he will get the best players
out more than say, Stuart Broad. I was really impressed by Hilfenhaus
today, who I knew little about before this summer, but who bowled
really well today, and the ball to get Flintoff out was a bit of a
stunner. Make no mistake, this is a good Australian pace attack, and
with Lee to come back, they are to be underestimated at our peril.

What is it with England’s middle order? Having flair players at 3 and
4 probably doesn’t help that much. For that reason, I’d like to see
Pieterson at 5 for a change. Keep the howls down for a second, I have
a theory. Test cricket is played at such a cracking pace these days
that number five isn’t as pressed for time as much as he was before. I
think Pieterson finds it confusing to play second fiddle to a man
already batting well, so why not let him marshal the lowish order,
and have license to dominate. He’s not young, he won’t change his game
just because the papers ask him to. To get the best out of him and England’s middle order play him at five.


Strauss of course batted rather nicely today, although it probably
helped being assisted to 30+ by copious long hops and half volleys
from Johnson (the same goes for Cook, although I’m glad he asserted
himself finally). Strauss plays almost exclusively with a horizontal
or vertical blade; not for him the diagonal slashes of Pieterson or
Hughes. On a pitch offering exaggerated movement and a big slope (see
Hilfenhaus today) that sort of technique will fare well. I’m waiting
with nervous anticipation to see what Hughes will make of the slope,
although he did score about a million runs for Middlesex early this year at
Lords.

Big day tomorrow. England need to step up and really stamp themselves
on the game in the first session. If Broad ever picked a time for a
maiden hundred in Tests, this will do nicely…

Review: Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince

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The cinema is packed out with buzzing fans on the opening night of the sixth instalment of the ‘Harry Potter’ films, but I’ll be honest, my expectations are low. I appreciate that Chris Columbus, Alfonso Cuaron, Mike Newell and David Yates all shared a daunting task; their mission was to create cinematic masterpieces and box office record breakers based on books which millions of people worldwide have read and hold dear.

There is no denying that the pressure of having to satisfy legions of die-hard fans must have been tough but with a huge budget to play with and some of the Britain’s best loved actors behind you I feel that there really is no excuse for making this series badly. What fans want is integrity, attention to detail, the essence of the book captured on film: all things which the first ‘Harry Potter’ films lacked. Did Columbus go through ‘Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone’ with a fine tooth comb, Peter Jackson style? I doubt it. The first four films had plenty of big name actors, great CGI, detailed costumes, an amazing set but it lacked the magic of Rowling’s novels. I had decided not to risk further disappointment by boycotting ‘The Half Blood Prince’ but having seen several promising trailers my curiosity got the better of me. So here I am, waiting to be convinced.

This film follows Harry through his sixth year at Hogwarts as he begins to learn more about Lord Voldemort’s past, going right back to the days when he was a student at the school. In the novel many of Dumbledore’s memories about the young Voldemort (Tom Riddle) are described and whilst Yates cut many of these from the final script, the memories that are represented are done exceedingly well. Hero Fiennes-Tiffin’s appearance as the young Tom Riddle leaves a lasting impression in a short but effective flashback. He sends chills down your spin with his deadpan declaration, ‘I can make bad things happen to people who are mean to me.’ Tom Felton (Draco Malfoy) gets the opportunity to showcase his acting ability in this instalment as he is pushed to the limits of his humanity by the dark forces at work in the wizarding world.

From ‘mild peril’ to ‘moderate threat’ the films are finally becoming darker. Whilst I can understand the difficulty of turning, what can be at times, quite chilling books into films which are suitable for children, up until now much of the dark matter of the novels has been played down or lost completely. On hearing that Guillermo del Toro had turned down the chance to direct ‘The Half Blood Prince’ I assumed that any opportunity to explore the more disturbing aspects of ‘Harry Potter’ were gone. However, in this film there were some genuinely scary moments: Katie Bell’s cursed body hanging in the air as she silently screams, the Dark Mark looming in the sky, the attack by the Death Eaters on The Burrow. Helena Bonham Carter is perfectly cast as the manic Bellatrix Lestrange; the tense scene at The Burrows, which was invented for the screenplay, allows us to revel in all her deranged glory.

Tension aside, the rest of the film succeeds in being surprisingly funny, without employing slapstick. As the teenage Harry, Ron and Hermione all experience the pangs of love comic situations arise. Radcliffe succeeds in carrying off a comic scene when he is acting under the influence of a ‘liquid luck’ potion with ease whilst Grint is blessed with many of the film’s comic one-liners. The three young actors appear to have improved dramatically since the filming of ‘The Order of the Phoenix’, although the dialogue in this film is much more realistic than the stilted lines of the early films. When I think of poor eleven year old Radcliffe being asked to delivered such contrived dialogue as ‘I.. I can’t be a wizard, I’m just Harry!’ in the first film my heart goes out to him. A workman can’t achieve anything without good tools and Steve Kloves’ script really allows us to see what Radcliffe, Grint and Watson can do. Whether the three young actors will be able to cope with the emotionally draining final instalment of Rowling’s series or not remains to be seen. But with David Yates at the reins again for the two ‘Deathly Hallows’ films, I’m now confident that it will be worth waiting for.

My verdict: whilst it wasn’t a perfect film (a lot of episodes from the novel were completely cut which I can only imagine will create difficulties in filming for ‘The Deathly Hallows’) it captured the feeling of the sixth book. Die hard fans hoping for an exact replica of the novel will doubtless be disappointed but I felt that this was compensated for in other areas: it was well shot, well cast and well considered. My final thought as I leave the cinema? What a pity it took so long for someone to make a ‘Harry Potter’ that leaves the audience spell bound.

4 stars out of 5

 

 

The Ashes: England must make changes

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Welcome to Cherwell’s summer cricket coverage! After the engrossing vulgarity of the World T20 tournament, the real business of summer, the Ashes is upon us. I’ll be posting my thoughts on what’s going on periodically over the series, and you are all welcome to agree, castigate, and anything else in
the comments section below.

 

I, like most people, was absolutely thrilled with the result of the First test, although it wasn’t a case of “I’d have taken that at the start.” How to be less toothless when we bowl? First, as I think everyone says, drop Panesar. He is worse than Swann at everything right now, despite his comedy antics. Harmison needs to be brought back pronto. A harder decision is whether to keep Broad

or put in Onions. Of course, if Flintoff doesn’t recover, Broad will have to play, as a quasi-all-rounder, but also because nobody trusts Bresnan against Hughes or Ponting, or Clarke or North. I’d pick Onions. As much as I love Broad for his apparently Sobers-esque batting, and his uncanny resemblance to Robert Chase on the TV show House, he needs to learn to take wickets regularly. Not to guarantee that Onions will be a wicket machine, but he does what he does better than Broad does. Harmsion and hopefully Flintoff can provide raw pace, and Anderson swing. I’d rather have Onions than Broad as the decidedly fourth seamer.

I sympathise a little with Pieterson for that dodgy shot in the first innings. Yes the sweep gets him runs, and the amount of times I’ve got out insisting I can cover drive a leg stump half-volley makes us brothers of a sort. But it’s not like he doesn’t have the reactions or talent to pull out of an obviously wrong shot. Eoin Morgan can do it, and even players as limited as Nick Knight have pulled off that trick. Otherwise, Haurtiz will just bowl really wide of off stump with a short fine leg, a fine leg, a deep backward point for the reverse sweep, and a deep cover for the inside out, and choke the life out of Pieterson.

What of the Aussies? I don’t think there’s any reason to change the side. This was my first time watching Phil Hughes properly. Even if he only got 36, the sight of him cutting the ball like the love child of Lara and Jayasuriya is seared onto my memory. I’ve never seen anyone in test cricket cut the ball like that. It was pretty terrifying, and I don’t care if the Press think he’s weak against the short ball. He’s only twenty. One day, he’ll learn to hook and pull properly, and then he’s going to get thousands of runs. Tuck him up while you can with straight seamers. Its Ashes 2010-2011 where he’ll eat us alive. Brett Lee isn’t fit, and I was impressed by Australia’s unfancied duo of Siddle and Hilfenhaus. Siddle is a keen man, in the mould of Merv hughes, and Hilfenhaus is one of the most English of Australian bowlers. Hauritz bowled ballsily, and even if he’ll struggle on other pitches, I’m happy for him that he showed himself he could operate at the top level. Johnson bowled poorly, but laugh quietly. When he’s on, he can do as much damage to us as Hughes, Clarke, and Ponting. And that, friends, is a lot.

 

Frayn named the next Professor of Theatre

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Acclaimed playwright and novelist Michael Frayn has been named the next Cameron Mackintosh Visiting Professor of Contemporary Theatre. Frayn will succeed Kevin Spacey, the noted actor and director, in October.

The playwright has won numerous awards for his prose works and his theatre credits include Donkey’s Years, Copenhagen and Stage Directions, a collection of theatrical writings. Frayn says he “hopes to find something to say about the nature and practice of theatre that has not already been said.”

The Chair of Contemporary Theatre is intended to promote the study and practice of modern theatrical works and methods. It has previously been occupied by figures such as Stephen Sondheim, Alan Ayckbourn, and Patrick Stewart.

Michael Frayn’s inaugural lecture will take place on the 26 October at St. Catherine’s College.

 

Oxford academics honoured by the Royal Society

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Four Oxford academics have won recognition from the Royal Society for the excellence of their work.

Professor Sir John Ball was awarded the Sylvester medal for the encouragement of mathematical research. Professor Marcus du Sautoy was “honoured” to receive an award for communicating science to the UK audiences. Previous winners of the award include David Attenborough and Richard Dawkins.

Professor Sunetra Gupta received this year’s Rosalind Franklin award for her her suitability as a role model and her work on pathogen diversity, The award is funded by the government as part of its efforts to promote women in science, technology, engineering and maths.

The Royal Society also chose an Oxford professor to give this year’s Ferrier lecture. Colin Blakemore, Professor of Neuroscience commented, “It will be a particular privilege to give the Lecture as part of the celebrations for the Royal Society’s 350th anniversary.” The Ferrier lecture is a Royal Society talk given every three years on a subject related to the advancement of natural knowledge on the structure and functions of the nervous system.

12 other awards were given this year.

 

Review: Romeo and Juliet

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The scene is set for a perfect summer romance: a warm evening breeze whispers through the trees in Wadham Gardens causing the branches to sway dreamily, the audience gaze at the softly lit grassy stage in quiet anticipation. It is peaceful. Suddenly the sound of cries and laughter peal through the air as the cast of Shakespeare’s greatest love story cavort on to the stage from all sides.

Their costumes are so loud I wonder if I will be able to hear them speak their lines; some enter on foot, whilst others glide in on bicycles! And they are carrying instruments… When the cast begin their first musical number, ‘Rip It Up’, I see various male members of the audience visibly flinch. Even I start to feel slightly perplexed by the unexpected musical rendition. If I had read details of the performance on the Oxford Shakespeare Company website I would have known that the show was being advertised as a ‘rock and roll love story’ and that this version of the play was set in 1950’s Oxford. The old ‘twist on a classic’ chestnut is frequently attempted but is more often than not unsuccessful. I was interested to find out how this production would fare.

The cast consists of just eight actors, many of who double up roles throughout the performance, making lightening quick costume and character changes. To their credit, I did not realise until half way through the play that such extensive doubling up was occurring as it was so seamlessly done. The most successful character chameleon was the versatile Chris Jordan who slipped from playing the camp rascal Mercutio to the militaristic Paris with ‘blink and you’d miss it’ ease. Katie Krane was also noteworthy as Juliet’s nurse, delivering the play’s comic lines with great gusto in a production where every opportunity for humour is seized upon.

Even various tragic moments are given comic touches, such as in the scene in which Friar Lawrence tells Romeo (Alex Tomkins) of his banishment from Verona. Tomkins played this scene like a spoilt, lovesick brat and as the friar berates him for his ‘womanish tears’ we are reminded once again that Romeo is a teenage boy as well as a tragic hero.

If someone had told me beforehand that the play was going to be interspersed with 50’s style music and dance I would have expected it to be a bit naff. But it wasn’t. If it had been done badly or attempted in a half hearted way it could have been terrible. But it wasn’t. Once I had gotten over the shock that I was watching Romeo and Juliet with interludes of 50’s song and dance I really started to enjoy the play. The acting and musical performances from the entire cast were top quality. Overall the music enhanced the effect of Shakespeare’s language rather than detracting from it: the songs were mainly used to give the party scenes new life and to cement Romeo’s status as self-indulgent crooner.

The only wildly inappropriate musical number comes at the close of the performance when the lovers have put an end to their troubles and their parents are gathered around their lifeless bodies. Anything moving about this final scene is obliterated when the corpses jump up and start singing Eddie Cochran’s ‘Three Steps to Heaven.’ It was so horribly camp that it made me wonder whether the whole production had been intended to be slightly tongue in cheek. Overlooking this minor blemish, Guy Retallack’s adaptation of Romeo and Juliet carries off the 50’s twist with great success and, complemented by the dreamy natural scenery of Wadham Gardens, is the ideal end to a balmy summer’s day.

4 stars out of 5

‘Romeo and Juliet’ runs until 22nd August in Wadham College’s Walled Gardens, with student tickets priced at £15.

 

Our Man Abroad: Jordan

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It was in a half an hour revision break a few weeks ago that I finally decided to fly out to the Middle East to meet up with a friend, currently studying Arabic, and spend a month making our way through Jordan, Syria, Lebanon and Turkey.

I was allowed all of half an hour to sample the limited delights of the capital, Amman, before we were on a distinctly sweaty bus heading for Wadi Musa, the base from which one can explore the ancient city of Petra, probably best known for its inclusion in the finale to the third Indiana Jones trilogy.

Two years ago a chap, apparently from a town in Iraq that is a hotbed for Al-Quaeda, shot up a tourist attraction in Amman, resulting in the death of a Briton and a plummet in the popularity of Jordan for a certain type of tourist. Unfortunately, that type of tourist, besocked and besandalled, seem to be back. However they did not seem so keen on trekking up to the more hard to reach sights, so we found ourselves at some points wandering alone past enormous facades that opened into to caves carved out of the rock faces. The scale of some of these rock carvings need to be seen to be believed and it is understandable why the Bedouin strived for so long to keep it secret.

Whilst it may be spectacular for the sweaty white man, there is in fact a deeper impact of tourism in Petra. The caves used to be inhabited by Bedouin, some of whom had lived there for countless generations. Yet they have been forced to vacate their caves and, whilst some have moved into the lucrative tourism industry, it is a world away from their former existence. No more is this apparent than in the awe inspiring Wadi Rum, home to TE Lawrence during the Arab Revolt. The Bedouin camps are now just places for tourist to base themselves (us included) and to pay a premium for an “authentic” experience.

The increasing influence of the west in Jordanian life can give rise to some rather bizarre scenarios, whether it be a Bedouin inviting us to play “Need for Speed: UNDERGROUND” on his playstation or having shisha with a seemingly cool youth whose ringtone is a latest hit from Miley Cyrus. Yet Jordan still holds on to its most attractive character trait, that being the friendliness of the Jordanian people, whose enthusiasm to help seems limitless, even when they are not selling anything (or, for my female companions, offering marriage proposals).

Jordan is an island of calm in an otherwise turbulent area- whilst one may frolic in the dead sea before topping up the tan (next to the bizarre sight of women in burkah swimsuits), the view on the other side of the water is not so pretty. Jordan borders both Israel and the West Bank, and it is estimated that a third of Jordan’s six million inhabitants are Palestinian refugees. Add to that the refugees of the current conflict in Iraq (which some estimates put upwards of 700,000), and it is clear how important Jordan is as a safe haven within the Middle East. Our taxi driver in Jerash was a Palestinian refugee who left in 1967 and has never been back. Moving to Jordan has allowed him to earn a living and he even has even managed to send his son to study in the UK on a scholarship. Not all refugees are so lucky. Whilst the largest refugee camp, north of Amman, is made of bricks and concrete, we are told by our driver that some are little more that tents of tarpaulin, and have been so since he first came to Jordan.

Whilst the surrounding countries may look at Jordan with suspicion for its relationship with the UK and its dialogue with Israel, the provisions that she has made for her arab neighbours, with little international help, cannot be underestimated. Both as a tourist destination and as a political study, Jordan is fascinating,and it is with the hope of imminent return that we head north into Syria for the next leg of our journey.