Saw Ned Kelly. There was a real lack of social texture and too much of a tendency towards flat sentimentality, but shit, I cried like, three times. It can't not be stirring stuff, and the parallels between the situation of the Irish and that of Arabs today rang very loud to me. Anglo people at large ought to see it, simply to let that penny drop about those "dangerous communities" amongst us. And Orlando Bloom = a bomb, made out of sex.
