As a little girl, you must've been magic
Top 25 Canadian Films
01. Goin' Down the Road (Shebib, 1970)
02. Les ordres (Brault, 1974)
03. The Sweet Hereafter (Egoyan, 1997)
04. Atanarjuat: The Fast Runner (Kunuk, 2002)
05. Kanehsatake: 270 Years of Resistance (Obomsawin, 1993)
06. Action: The October Crisis of 1970 (Spry, 1974)
07. Mon oncle Antoine (Jutra, 1971)
08. A Dangerous Method (Cronenberg, 2011)
09. Dracula: Pages from a Virgin's Diary (Maddin, 2002)
10. Winter Kept Us Warm (Secter, 1965)
11. Exotica (Egoyan, 1994)
12. MS Slavic 7 (Bohdanowicz/Campbell, 2019)
13. Cairo Time (Nadda, 2009)
14. The Body Remembers When the World Broke Open (Tailfeathers/Hepburn, 2019)
15. Dead Ringers (Cronenberg, 1988)
16. Spider (Cronenberg, 2002)
17. Crash (Cronenberg, 1996)
18. Hookers on Davie (Cole/Dale, 1984)
19. Wavelength (Snow, 1967)
20. One Day in the Life of Noah Piugattuk (Kunuk, 2019)
21. Never Eat Alone (Bohdanowicz, 2016)
22. Rhymes for Young Ghouls (Barnaby, 2013)
23. My Winnipeg (Maddin, 2007)
24. Stories We Tell (Polley, 2012)
25. Bon Cop, Bad Cop (Canuel, 2006)
The fields shudder, the woods shudder, the marshes shudder
Angelbert on the Battle of Fontenoy (841), the bloodiest battle of the Carolingian civil war; translated by Peter Godman in Poetry of the Carolingian Renaissance (London, 1985), pp. 262–265:
When in the earliest morning dawn cleaved the horrors of night
that was not the day of the sabbath but the cauldron of Saturn.
The wicked demon rejoices in the breaking of peace among brothers.
The hubbub of war resounds. A terrible battle arises on all sides.
Brothers prepare death for brothers, uncles for nephews,
nor do sons do their duty to their fathers.
There has been no worse massacre on the field of battle.
Christian law is violated; blood flows in waves;
and in hell the maw of Cerberus opens with glee.
The hand of almighty God protected Lothar
who himself put up a valiant struggle.
Had the rest fought like him swift victory would have been won.
But even as Judas once betrayed the Saviour,
so, Sire, your generals abandoned you in the struggle.
Be careful lest you be deceived like the lamb before the wolf.
Fontenoy is the name the peasants give to the spring and village
where Frankish blood was shed in slaughter and destruction.
The fields shudder, the woods shudder, the marshes shudder.
May neither dew nor showers nor rain fall on that meadow
on which mighty men, seasoned warriors, were laid low,
and wept for by fathers, mothers, sisters, brothers, and friends.
I, Angelbert, witnessed this crime which I have described
in rhythmical verse, as I fought with the others.
I alone survived among the many in the front line.
From the height of the hill I looked down into the valley's depths
where the brave king Lothar was vanquishing his enemies
who fled to the other side of the brook.
On Charles' side and on that of Louis too
the fields become white with the linen garments of the dead
as they often grow white with birds in the autumn.
The battle does not deserve to be praised or to be the subject
of fine song. Let every quarter of the globe
lament for those who died with such suffering.
Cursed be that day, may it not be counted
in the round of the year, but expunged from all memory,
unlit by the brilliance of the sun or by dawn's morning-light.
That night and the following day, the night was especially terrible
a night mingled with lamentations and suffering,
when some died and others groaned in dire straits.
O grief and lamentation! The dead are stripped naked,
vultures, crows, and wolves greedily devour their flesh.
They grow stiff, and their corpses lie there, unburied, helpless.
I shall not describe further the weeping and wailing.
Let each man restrain his tears as much as he is able to.
Let us implore the Lord on behalf of their souls.
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