Radiohead vid prompts Trumpton rumpus Brit band Radiohead have got the good burghers of Middle England choking on their breakfast cereal with the video for single Burn the Witch, which reinvents an idyllic English village as a dark rural enclave of "paganism and sacrificial murder". A still from Burn The Witch, showing a pagan ritual Burn The Witch: Paganism and …
I don't see it as being all that bad, especially as more than one person in Camberwick Green no doubt wished they could have burned Mrs. Honeyman at the stake on occasion!
Having said that, Trumptonshire always struck me as more of a ducking stool sort of area than a burning area...
"Radiohead should have sought our consent [...] It is not something we would have authorised."
What would be the point in their seeking your consent then, unless you have the legal right to stop them? Are they actually breaching the copyright (if it hasn't expired), or you just trying to dine out on the work of your grandparents?
For a moment I thought there was some weird mash up with More or Less.
Section 30A of the 1988 Copyright act states that a "parody" is something that imitates a work for humorous or satirical effect, a "pastiche" is a composition that is made up of selections from various sources or one that imitates the style of another artist or period, and that a "caricature" is something that portrays its subject in a simplified or exaggerated way, whether insulting or complimentary and whether for a political purpose or solely for entertainment.
So, it's a pastiche of The Wicker Man and Trumpton/Camberwick Green. Case closed.
Personally, I thought it was brilliant, and if anything could foster a mild revival of the old series if they cared to capitalise on it.
Given that it's "the family of Gordon Murray", and not Gordon Murray himself, methinks the 95 year old is prossibly non-compos mentis enough to bitch about it, or safely tucked away in a home where he won't be bothered by such trivialities as the real world.
Either that, or their legal dept said "you'll lose the case overall, but best rattle our sabres to show we're defending our IPR so we mitigate risk later on", which I know applies to trademarks and not copyright, but who knows what they've registered.
As Lester said, it's just the Wicker Man. If you haven't seen it, it's worth a watch. (The original, at least - I haven't seen the Nicholas Cage remake as yet. I'm not expecting much, but I do have it recorded; I intend to watch them back to back at some point.)
I had a little video editing to do last night - so with exporting the result likely to take most of the night, I decided I may as well watch them both then.
I didn't think the original was as good as I remembered it. Mind you, I was probably barely even a teen when I originally saw it. Possibly younger. Terrible upbringing, I know. I blame the parents. :) 7/10 (It would have been 8 if it wasn't a bit too musical - I didn't remember that at all)
As for the Nicolas Cage version, that wasn't as bad as I expected it to be - but still crap. 3/10.
"Hmm, describes quite a few villages and their Parish councils that I have come across."
We consider that there is a breach of copyright and we are deciding what to do next."
"Before yesterday we thought we had invented all of western civilization all by ourselves with nary copying or inspiration. Today we learn that it is actually possible to do things that are similar to what we did and the government hasn't yet dispatched killbots. We already have hired M. Orlowski from the renowned Copyright-Pressing netzine "The Register" to write fiery articles bemoaning the planned starvation and wholescale holocaust of creative types in these modern times!"
Yes, it's amazing where you can get an internet connection from these days. :p
What I meant, of course, was that I thought The Flumps might have been on children's TV after I stopped being a proper child and turned into the full grown child that I have been for the last however many years. (Because like everyone else, that's the point I stopped watching new children's TV stuff, and carried on watching children's TV stuff that was on when I was a proper child.
Or something like that.
And I was sort of right: Having now checked, it appears that The Flumps was a documentary (about a family of Tribbles by the looks of it) on children's TV from 1976. Strictly speaking, I was still a child at that point, but I'd say it was aimed at a slightly younger viewer than me.
And while typing the above, I've realised why they make me think of Marshmallows.
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