Geoff Dyer’s ‘Broadsword Calling Danny Boy: On Where Eagles Dare’ is a very funny book. The book works best if you watched the film in your youth, and you still find yourself venerating it, like it’s some kind of meaningful childhood artefact, your personal Rosebud. The book is a kind of DVD commentary narrated by the love child of Roland Barthes and John Berger:
… as they approach the drop zone he looks at the blinking red light, pulsating like a headache, like a warning of imminent liver failure
Colonel Turner gives the briefing as though it’s scripted not by Alistair MacLean but by William Shakespeare.