THE SHEEP LOVER'S GUIDE TO CINEMA

By: Kenji

Exterminating Angel

Here’s a subject to warm the cockles of any Welsh heart. See how in Sleep Furiously the sheep create patterns in the landscape to make Kiarostami envious. Marvel at the birth of a lamb on the Kazakh steppes in Tulpan, at how sheep sow further confusion for the Bourgeoisie in Exterminating Angel, are present with fellow-feeling for the end of the noble donkey Balthazar, or help out the little piglet Babe… And in Killer of Sheep, may they depart the barbarous world of men for a better place, where the lamb may safely lie with the wolf and no more shall the Kea bird prey on the helpless flock

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“What man of you, having an hundred sheep, if he lose one of them, doth not leave the ninety and nine in the wilderness, and go after that which is lost, until he find it?
And when he hath found it, he layeth it on his shoulders, rejoicing.
And when he cometh home, he calleth together his friends and neighbours, saying unto them, Rejoice with me; for I have found my sheep which was lost."

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“Please, draw me a sheep”

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ST. AGNES’ Eve—Ah, bitter chill it was!
The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold;
The hare limp’d trembling through the frozen grass,
And silent was the flock in woolly fold

(John Keats)

Sheep May Safely Graze (Bach)
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“In order to form an immaculate member of a flock of sheep one must, above all, be a sheep.” (Albert Einstein)

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Dolly, a Finn Dorsett ewe, was the first mammal to have been successfully cloned from an adult cell. She was cloned at the Roslin Institute in Scotland and lived there from her birth in 1996 until her death in 2003 when she was six.

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Welsh sheep are very different from Portuguese; the Welsh are woolier of course, but also whereas the Welsh chomp and graze peacefully apart, the Portuguese nibble quickly in a close flock together like geese. But beware the vicious gang of sheep above the Rhondda valley in Wales, who will appear from nowhere and mug the unsuspecting motorist who stops for an ice cream. I barely got back in my car alive. My heart went out to a poor sheep on the beach one bitterly cold February day; she had been chased into the sea by a German Shepherd dog and was lying on the sand, on the verge of expiring, but my wife and i managed to vigorously rub and massage some warmth through her freezing soaking fleece (very tiring arm-aching work!) and revive her.

Gene Wilder falls for an Armenian sheep in Woody Allen’s Everything You Wanted to Know About Sex..