I’ve started watching White Bim the Black Ear. Maybe it’ll turn out to be a sort of Lassie Come Home movie.
When I got to this segment last night, I was surprised. People carrying on about dogs having the proper pedigree? In a socialist country? Doesn’t that seem rather Ancien R�gime to be worrying about proper bloodlines and conformation instead of the dog’s ability as a worker?
I puzzled over that several minutes before I had my Duh moment, when I realized that maybe that’s the point. Those aren’t the good guys who are carrying on that way.
Sometimes I’m pretty slow to pick up on the political subtexts in a movie. This wasn’t the first time.
(When we had a dog at our house, it has always been a mutt. No dog aristocrats for us. But we’ve had no dogs at all since T�lpel died after a long dog-life.)