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Film: WAR IS OVER! Inspired by the Music of John & Yoko - The Academy Award® winning Animated Short
WAR IS OVER!
Set in an alternate WWI reality where a senseless war rages on, two soldiers on opposite sides of the conflict play a game of chess. A heroic carrier pigeon delivers the soldiers’ chess moves over the battlefield as the fighting escalates. Neither soldier knows his opponent as the game and the war builds to its climatic final move. Whoever wins the game, one thing is for certain: there are no winners in war.
Written by Sean Ono Lennon and Dave Mullins, it features John Lennon & Yoko Ono’s iconic anti-war holiday song ‘Happy Xmas (War Is Over)’.
Directed by Dave Mullins, Produced by Brad Booker and Exec Produced by Yoko Ono Lennon and Sean Ono Lennon with music by Thomas Newman, the film has been created as a co-production of Lenono Music, ElectroLeague, Lightstorm Entertainment, WētāFX and Epic Games. It won the 2024 Academy Award (Oscar) and the ANNIE Award for Best Animated Short.
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“Until justice rolls down like water and righteousness like a mighty stream.”
Story of the WWI Christmas Truce.
Christmas in the Trenches - John McCutcheon
My name is Francis Tolliver, I come from Liverpool.
Two years ago the war was waiting for me after school.
To Belgium and to Flanders, to Germany to here
I fought for King and country I love dear.
'Twas Christmas in the trenches, where the frost so bitter hung,
The frozen fields of France were still, no Christmas song was sung
Our families back in England were toasting us that day
Their brave and glorious lads so far away.
I was lying with my messmate on the cold and rocky ground
When across the lines of battle came a most peculiar sound
Says I, "Now listen up, me boys!" each soldier strained to hear
As one young German voice sang out so clear.
"He's singing bloody well, you know!" my partner says to me
Soon, one by one, each German voice joined in harmony
The cannons rested silent, the gas clouds rolled no more
As Christmas brought us respite from the war
As soon as they were finished and a reverent pause was spent
"God Rest Ye Merry, Gentlemen" struck up some lads from Kent
The next they sang was "Stille Nacht." "Tis 'Silent Night'," says I
And in two tongues one song filled up that sky
"There's someone coming toward us!" the front line sentry cried
All sights were fixed on one long figure trudging from their side
His truce flag, like a Christmas star, shown on that plain so bright
As he, bravely, strode unarmed into the night
Soon one by one on either side walked into No Man's Land
With neither gun nor bayonet we met there hand to hand
We shared some secret brandy and we wished each other well
And in a flare-lit soccer game we gave 'em hell
We traded chocolates, cigarettes, and photographs from home
These sons and fathers far away from families of their own
Young Sanders played his squeezebox and they had a violin
This curious and unlikely band of men
Soon daylight stole upon us and France was France once more
With sad farewells we each prepared to settle back to war
But the question haunted every heart that lived that wondrous night
"Whose family have I fixed within my sights?"
'Twas Christmas in the trenches where the frost, so bitter hung
The frozen fields of France were warmed as songs of peace were sung
For the walls they'd kept between us to exact the work of war
Had been crumbled and were gone forevermore
My name is Francis Tolliver, in Liverpool I dwell
Each Christmas come since World War I, I've learned its lessons well
That the ones who call the shots won't be among the dead and lame
And on each end of the rifle we're the same
@Lookout
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a touching tribute to human nature from the trenches.
Thanks for sharing this.
Best wishes!
Christmas In The Trenches
Story of the WWI Christmas Truce.
Christmas in the Trenches - John McCutcheon
My name is Francis Tolliver, I come from Liverpool.
Two years ago the war was waiting for me after school.
To Belgium and to Flanders, to Germany to here
I fought for King and country I love dear.
'Twas Christmas in the trenches, where the frost so bitter hung,
The frozen fields of France were still, no Christmas song was sung
Our families back in England were toasting us that day
Their brave and glorious lads so far away.
I was lying with my messmate on the cold and rocky ground
When across the lines of battle came a most peculiar sound
Says I, "Now listen up, me boys!" each soldier strained to hear
As one young German voice sang out so clear.
"He's singing bloody well, you know!" my partner says to me
Soon, one by one, each German voice joined in harmony
The cannons rested silent, the gas clouds rolled no more
As Christmas brought us respite from the war
As soon as they were finished and a reverent pause was spent
"God Rest Ye Merry, Gentlemen" struck up some lads from Kent
The next they sang was "Stille Nacht." "Tis 'Silent Night'," says I
And in two tongues one song filled up that sky
"There's someone coming toward us!" the front line sentry cried
All sights were fixed on one long figure trudging from their side
His truce flag, like a Christmas star, shown on that plain so bright
As he, bravely, strode unarmed into the night
Soon one by one on either side walked into No Man's Land
With neither gun nor bayonet we met there hand to hand
We shared some secret brandy and we wished each other well
And in a flare-lit soccer game we gave 'em hell
We traded chocolates, cigarettes, and photographs from home
These sons and fathers far away from families of their own
Young Sanders played his squeezebox and they had a violin
This curious and unlikely band of men
Soon daylight stole upon us and France was France once more
With sad farewells we each prepared to settle back to war
But the question haunted every heart that lived that wondrous night
"Whose family have I fixed within my sights?"
'Twas Christmas in the trenches where the frost, so bitter hung
The frozen fields of France were warmed as songs of peace were sung
For the walls they'd kept between us to exact the work of war
Had been crumbled and were gone forevermore
My name is Francis Tolliver, in Liverpool I dwell
Each Christmas come since World War I, I've learned its lessons well
That the ones who call the shots won't be among the dead and lame
And on each end of the rifle we're the same
eve, which is, I guess, Xmas-1 which would maybe be Wmas? Just posted a longish comment but it didn't get there. Browser blanked ut tab and said network changed and then said insecure, but copies of other c99p pages in other tabs unchanged, so weirdness here.
Heading out for gas, last minute shopping and celebratory lunch rsn, so will post happy xmas wishes, heh, and see if it works this time
everybody be well and have a great xmas eve and smas day
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That, in its essence, is fascism--ownership of government by an individual, by a group, or by any other controlling private power. -- Franklin D. Roosevelt --
eve, which is, I guess, Xmas-1 which would maybe be Wmas? Just posted a longish comment but it didn't get there. Browser blanked ut tab and said network changed and then said insecure, but copies of other c99p pages in other tabs unchanged, so weirdness here.
Heading out for gas, last minute shopping and celebratory lunch rsn, so will post happy xmas wishes, heh, and see if it works this time
everybody be well and have a great xmas eve and smas day
The fella that used to post here
before his stroke (phillybluesfan)
recently shared his holiday
tribute to John Denver from
the radio station he works with in Louisville.
@QMS
and that it hit the right chord.
I have nice memories from my childhood Christmases. My family loaded up packages of beef and gave them to various poor neighbors and friends, mostly black people. We raised the beeves, always had extra meat in the freezer. My Dad couldn't enjoy a big Christmas feast until he was sure the neighbors were not going hungry.
Our culture slants toward Christmas getting, not giving, unfortunately. The attitudes shaped by The Great Depression have disappeared, for the most part.
#10#10
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A real tear jerker.
With a happy ending.
Thanks for sharing it!
The fella that used to post here
before his stroke (phillybluesfan)
recently shared his holiday
tribute to John Denver from
the radio station he works with in Louisville.
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Hiya folks
.
Hope your X-mas prep is almost complete. Will run out to
score some egg nog to make some grog.
Cheers!
Zionism is a social disease
Still my favorite xmas song.
Peace.
All I want is the truth. Just give me some truth. John Lennon
One of my favorites too...
I like it with this added animation...
(11 min)
Film: WAR IS OVER! Inspired by the Music of John & Yoko - The Academy Award® winning Animated Short
WAR IS OVER!
Set in an alternate WWI reality where a senseless war rages on, two soldiers on opposite sides of the conflict play a game of chess. A heroic carrier pigeon delivers the soldiers’ chess moves over the battlefield as the fighting escalates. Neither soldier knows his opponent as the game and the war builds to its climatic final move. Whoever wins the game, one thing is for certain: there are no winners in war.
Written by Sean Ono Lennon and Dave Mullins, it features John Lennon & Yoko Ono’s iconic anti-war holiday song ‘Happy Xmas (War Is Over)’.
Directed by Dave Mullins, Produced by Brad Booker and Exec Produced by Yoko Ono Lennon and Sean Ono Lennon with music by Thomas Newman, the film has been created as a co-production of Lenono Music, ElectroLeague, Lightstorm Entertainment, WētāFX and Epic Games. It won the 2024 Academy Award (Oscar) and the ANNIE Award for Best Animated Short.
“Until justice rolls down like water and righteousness like a mighty stream.”
Peace be with you as well
.
even if only internal. External may be a stretch.
Zionism is a social disease
One of my favorite Christmas songs...
Christmas In The Trenches
Story of the WWI Christmas Truce.
Christmas in the Trenches - John McCutcheon
My name is Francis Tolliver, I come from Liverpool.
Two years ago the war was waiting for me after school.
To Belgium and to Flanders, to Germany to here
I fought for King and country I love dear.
'Twas Christmas in the trenches, where the frost so bitter hung,
The frozen fields of France were still, no Christmas song was sung
Our families back in England were toasting us that day
Their brave and glorious lads so far away.
I was lying with my messmate on the cold and rocky ground
When across the lines of battle came a most peculiar sound
Says I, "Now listen up, me boys!" each soldier strained to hear
As one young German voice sang out so clear.
"He's singing bloody well, you know!" my partner says to me
Soon, one by one, each German voice joined in harmony
The cannons rested silent, the gas clouds rolled no more
As Christmas brought us respite from the war
As soon as they were finished and a reverent pause was spent
"God Rest Ye Merry, Gentlemen" struck up some lads from Kent
The next they sang was "Stille Nacht." "Tis 'Silent Night'," says I
And in two tongues one song filled up that sky
"There's someone coming toward us!" the front line sentry cried
All sights were fixed on one long figure trudging from their side
His truce flag, like a Christmas star, shown on that plain so bright
As he, bravely, strode unarmed into the night
Soon one by one on either side walked into No Man's Land
With neither gun nor bayonet we met there hand to hand
We shared some secret brandy and we wished each other well
And in a flare-lit soccer game we gave 'em hell
We traded chocolates, cigarettes, and photographs from home
These sons and fathers far away from families of their own
Young Sanders played his squeezebox and they had a violin
This curious and unlikely band of men
Soon daylight stole upon us and France was France once more
With sad farewells we each prepared to settle back to war
But the question haunted every heart that lived that wondrous night
"Whose family have I fixed within my sights?"
'Twas Christmas in the trenches where the frost, so bitter hung
The frozen fields of France were warmed as songs of peace were sung
For the walls they'd kept between us to exact the work of war
Had been crumbled and were gone forevermore
My name is Francis Tolliver, in Liverpool I dwell
Each Christmas come since World War I, I've learned its lessons well
That the ones who call the shots won't be among the dead and lame
And on each end of the rifle we're the same
© 1984 John McCutcheon - All rights reserved
Let's all hope for a season of peace! Thanks for the OT. Happy Christmas eve!
“Until justice rolls down like water and righteousness like a mighty stream.”
'songs of peace were sung'
.
a touching tribute to human nature from the trenches.
Thanks for sharing this.
Best wishes!
Zionism is a social disease
Merry Christmas, all.
And be safe out there.
Twice bitten, permanently shy.
Good morning!
It is not easy to be of good cheer, but we must try! (1.17 min Christmas song)
https://www.armstrongeconomics.com/armstrongeconomics101/opinion/christm...
"We'll know our disinformation program is complete when everything the American public believes is false." ---- William Casey, CIA Director, 1981
2 Favs from ECFL. Hope every one stays warm and dry.
MERRY CHRISTMAS YOU ALL!!
Inner and Outer Space: the Final Frontiers.
Hey yeah, the drummer boy
was one of Mom's favorites too.
Thanks for sharing!
Tinkle tinkle
Zionism is a social disease
Good morning Cap'n Q, et. al. We made it to Xmas
eve, which is, I guess, Xmas-1 which would maybe be Wmas? Just posted a longish comment but it didn't get there. Browser blanked ut tab and said network changed and then said insecure, but copies of other c99p pages in other tabs unchanged, so weirdness here.
Heading out for gas, last minute shopping and celebratory lunch rsn, so will post happy xmas wishes, heh, and see if it works this time
everybody be well and have a great xmas eve and smas day
That, in its essence, is fascism--ownership of government by an individual, by a group, or by any other controlling private power. -- Franklin D. Roosevelt --
A fun tune
.
traditional and upbeat.
Enjoy your lunch!
Zionism is a social disease
Good morning, Q
Merry Christmas all.
We're supposed to get as much as 2 inches of rain today but so far nothing. Not that that is a bad thing.
MAGA
Morons
Are
Governing
America
saw a forecast for EL's region
.
more talk about an atmospheric river with 20"
predicted. Break-out the life boats and put on
your waders. PFD optional.
Zionism is a social disease
Let's see if this works
a 5 minute video/song...ignore the rather rude commentary by the poster. It is a great video.
https://twitter.com/i/status/2003857668482670855
"We'll know our disinformation program is complete when everything the American public believes is false." ---- William Casey, CIA Director, 1981
It does work
.
A real tear jerker.
With a happy ending.
Thanks for sharing it!
The fella that used to post here
before his stroke (phillybluesfan)
recently shared his holiday
tribute to John Denver from
the radio station he works with in Louisville.
https://drive.google.com/file/d/1mH-greDyzLp-qsmB1J_X-4kUu9zDdrFv/view
Zionism is a social disease
Glad it worked
and that it hit the right chord.
I have nice memories from my childhood Christmases. My family loaded up packages of beef and gave them to various poor neighbors and friends, mostly black people. We raised the beeves, always had extra meat in the freezer. My Dad couldn't enjoy a big Christmas feast until he was sure the neighbors were not going hungry.
Our culture slants toward Christmas getting, not giving, unfortunately. The attitudes shaped by The Great Depression have disappeared, for the most part.
"We'll know our disinformation program is complete when everything the American public believes is false." ---- William Casey, CIA Director, 1981
And this
"We'll know our disinformation program is complete when everything the American public believes is false." ---- William Casey, CIA Director, 1981