LORD OF THE FLIES (NOT TO BE CONFUSED WITH LORD OF THE RINGS DANCE FLIES)
I ate this huge turkey roll and had seven beer then went right to bed because I had to get up early for work. I had a bad sleep. I kept dreaming of terrible, terrible things. One was being stranded on an island without any cameras following me around or lawyers asking me to sign disclaimers and waivers. Do you see where I’m going with this? There’s a shitty television series on this whole deserted island and many writers have tried their hand at the ‘stranded’ vibe, but no one comes close to William Golding (namely because he died in 1993).
William, this one’s for you big fella! Here’s the deal with Lord of The Flies: A plane carrying young British preps crashes into a tropical island, presumably shot down as World War II wages on in throughout Europe. Kids are scattered everywhere. They come together to form alliances and enemies and everything goes to hell rather quickly. So, who do we have here: there’s Ralph - the smart, levelheaded natural leader and then there’s the clumsy Piggy. Then there’s this other kid, shit, I forget his name, anyway, he gets tired of listening to the level-headed Ralph and forms his own hedonistic militia and lets go with the wild times. Jack, yeah, I think that’s his name. He’s a bit of a nut. He bands his troops together and rips off on some weird rampage meanwhile everyone hears weird shit in the jungle. The young population of the island degenerates into an uncivilized lynch mob and blood is shed. It’s that age old story about what happens when people are stranded on a desert island without their ten favourite records. But, alas, they get rescued and there is some morale floating around. The Simpson’s did a version of this book with monkey butlers and Nelson playing the psycho.
Okay. Here’s how it starts: The boy with the fair hair lowered himself down the last few feet of rock and began to pick his way towards the lagoon.
Here’s how it ends: The officer, surrounded by these noises, was moved and a little embarrassed. He turned away to give them time to pull themselves together; and waited, allowing his eyes to rest on the trim cruiser in the distance.
Posts
