But, as Tony Rayns has argued, it’s also of interest for its intriguing narrative structure, shifting from a straightforward, rather detached police procedural to something altogether more intimate and messily involving, while the set pieces also display the level of expertise Hitchcock had attained...
binoculars, badges, anything that could be removed. This gave rise to the next panic. Don’t go into the trenches, they could be booby trapped. Too late. We were already in them. Allied Psy Ops leaflets littered the ground here as they had done in southern Iraq. I collected a selection...
I there met the second murderer of my acquaintance, a first lieutenant, Peter Poole. He was originally from Essex and had served in the African Police before joining the army. He was almost universally unpopular for his abrupt and arrogant manner; he was the butt of any spiteful horseplay o...
so whenever a delivery cart and horse, or a police horse, happened to pass by a house, mothers would send many a humiliated child out to the road with a bucket and shovel in the hopes that the passing horse had left a calling card in the form of some manure. ...
I don’t just mean people posing with the wrong badges because it looks cool, let alone those epic bellends who buy medals and uniforms and pretend to be veterans of some war or other despite the inevitable rage and abuse it draws from genuine veterans. I don’t just mean people in ...