Adam Smyth Institute
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Adam Smyth Institute
@ASH_Smyth
Reader, writer, boulevardier, and quondam breakfast DJ in the Falkland Islands. Yes, 'seriously'.

I loved the film back then, and I love it even more today. I still remember staying up way too late on a school night, watching Colin Welland bound up to the stage to collect his Oscar, punch the air, and bellow "The British are coming!" like a gleeful revolutionary. Back in 1981 Chariots of Fire snuck up and stole Best Picture like a quiet outsider winning the 400 metres. It wasn't loud or flashy, it was smart, restrained, and genuinely beautiful at a time when Hollywood was drowning in explosions. It won Best Picture not because the Academy had suddenly developed a taste for Scottish Congregationalist scruple and Cambridge atheism, but because Hugh Hudson's film understood that the true English epic is often small, private, and conducted with a restraint in manners. What still holds it upright, 40 odd years on, is the way it refuses to sentimentalise its own decency. Eric Liddell's faith and Harold Abrahams' driven Jewish ambition are not presented as cuddly quirks, they are serious impediments to the easy life, and the film respects them as such. Vangelis' score still gives you chills and those slow-motion runners on the beach remain a visual shorthand for aspiration that no amount of CGI can render obsolete. Chariots of Fire reminds us that grace under pressure is still the rarest medal of all.

Welcome to new followers! I write about opera and cultural history. My latest book is Someone Else's Music: Opera and the British. At a recent event, another speaker said it "reads wonderfully", is "hugely inspiring" and a great book to read on a train! amazon.co.uk/Someone-Elses-…

In your opinion, what is the best intellectual history book written since 2000.








“Advice to the English Department” by Joseph S. Salemi
















