As some of you may know, aside from cinema, my primary passion is English football (specifically, Liverpool FC). Months ago, my two passions collided (sort of) when I posted a review of Lexi Alexander’s Green Street Holligans, a film I liked quite a bit but which, I argued, seemed to fetishize hooligan violence:
“The film is by no means a call to arms or an incitement, but I have to admit, walking out of the theater, my chest was puffed up and I was full of adrenaline; I felt almost invincible. Only when I put the violence in its proper context was I able to see that the film was more than just an entertaining couple of hours in the lives and deaths of the football gangs, it was a celebration of the mob.”
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Yeesh… Good ol’ West Ham…