Its September, 1940, and bombs are dropping on Blighty with alarming regularity.
of the falling armaments themselves.
Everything soon devolves into a flurry of static-y images straight outta Stan Brakhages back catalog.
Elliott Heffernan and Saoirse Ronan in ‘Blitz.‘Parisa Taghizadeh/Apple TV+
The noise keeps getting louder, and louder…
Then: silence.
A field of flowers.
Everythings gone from actually deafening to dead silent.
Then he jumps off, hitting the ground and pointing himself toward a still-smoldering London off in the distance.
Its a while before Rita finds out that George has gone AWOL.
Its a tale of two subgenres, neither of which seem properly served by having to jostle for space.
You just have to keep your eyes out for it.
And George wandering past shops where a mural of masters and slaves makes the nations colonialist legacy seem quaint.
Not to mention a prime spot for mass graverobbing.
Its not Blitzs sensory-overloadsturm und drangthat leaves you gasping for breath.
Its the sneak attack.
