Has anything ever been more luvvie than this?
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Rather nice I thought. Sort of filmic, somewhere in the territory between Dr. Zhivago and the Godfather. No occasion for carping.
A surfeit of talents can upset the mediocre.
“Has anything ever been more luvvie than this?”
The flautist played a bum note.. note Herr Hopkins twang of disgust at 11:08 (or something)…. brainzzzzzzz.
Un der delightful performance otherwise yah!!
Let’s hope the flautist did nothing to annoy the great man, Clarice.
Actually, it’s a rather charming piece. I’m not sure what I’m supposed to be indignant about.
Andre Rieu, Anthony Hopkins. Probably the story of two who dance on everybody’s wedding.
It’s a scene from film, right?
‘Ne’er cast a clout till July be out….’
‘I can understand why Speaker Bercow doesn’t like walking — he’s only got little legs’
‘God wears a Rolex!’
‘I don’t get it — my owner can’t get enough of that stuff either.’
‘Dad, Dad — I’m homophobic.’
‘I love the work you pass off as yours.’
‘He’s the last Frenchman to win the Tour de France
— taken from the original Daguerreotype.’
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