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Don't mean to post this again, but I'm not that bitter about Italy winning and beating Zidane and France. As I've said, it was a French gangster film. A brilliant French film. Like Rififi or Le Trou or Cercle Rouge, there's a crack team of grizzled old vets (ZZ, Thuram) and young bucks (Ribery) who somehow pull it together and pull off a brilliant heist (beating Spain & Brasil & getting to the final,) when they fall just short because of a double-dealing no-code-of-honor-or-respect bitch-ass slimy immoral slug. In this case slugs.
Italy was a great pro-wrestling heel. They were slightly feminine and good looking. They were cheaters. They had no code of honor or respect. They would do or say whatever it took to win. They had enough balls to pull it off. They had skill, but used the dark side to ensure the win.
1982 is my favorite World Cup, but it was the Raiders of the Lost Ark of World Cups. 2006 was The Godfather, Dostoyevsky, Sopranos, The Wire, Cercle Rouge, Socrates, Plato, and King Lear rolled into one. It will never be topped for drama or intrigue.
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