Word: kestrel
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...town near the site of the Lascaux caves, and many scenes include glimpses of locals whose faces are ingratiating. Kes, a British film directed by Ken Loach, is also part documentary, and the delicate way in which it mixes overt fiction with pure reportage is admirable. Kes is a kestrel hawk; the bird is caught and trained by a 15-year-old boy, and the movie is as much about freedom and repression than anything else. The boy is the no-good-nick of his class at school; the standard target of vicious schoolboy bullying, his mother and brother also...
...suffers from the somewhat shopworn metaphor that forms its core. Billy (David Bradley) is a melancholy loner whose older brother bullies him and whose mother plays aunt to a succession of one-night uncles. Wandering in the woodlands near his Yorkshire village one morning, he spots a kestrel's nest and becomes intrigued with the bird's grace, its power and freedom. He steals a book on falconry, steals one of the kestrel's offspring and proceeds, with quiet dedication, to train the bird, which he calls Kes. The obvious contrast between earthborn Billy and skyborne...
...cries the hawksman as he sends his bird aloft. Some such command rang through the woodlands of Assyria 3,000 years ago, and carried down the Middle Ages. Every king had his eagles, every earl his peregrines, and even a knave might fly a kestrel. They brought pigeon and duck to the table, and sport to the afternoon...
Dartmouth's passing was just as effective in the second quarter as Reilly tossed to back Kestrel Person for a third touchdown. With the acorn 20 to 0 in their favor, the Indians got a gift tally in the third period when a squad of Crimson linemen caught Reilly far behind the line, and then mercifully let him go. The gawky quarterback took advantage of this by throwing a long pass to end Bill Boyle who raced to the Crimson ten yard line. Three plays later Stan Clark scored off tackle...
...kestrel joy, O hoverer in wind...