Cinema: Royal Fellowship

King and Country. Slowly and silently, with infinite care the camera examines the World War I memorial at London's Hyde Park Corner. Searching out the details of the brave soldiers on the stone frieze, it leads to the words carved along one side: A ROYAL FELLOWSHIP—the camera turns the corner—OF DEATH. The scene shifts to a tangle of barbed wire, the detritus of trench warfare, the corpses of trees and, half-buried in the churned and muddy ground, the corpses of men. One of them slowly comes alive—he is a soldier lying, now, on his bunk, playing a mouth organ.

He is Hamp,...

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