Fintan O'Toole: Brexiteers cannot allow the English bulldog to be wagged by an Irish tail
The truth is that the Brexiteers don’t give a flying frig for Ireland, North or South
Foreign secretary Boris Johnson: “We’re allowing the whole of our agenda to be dictated by this folly.” Photograph: Getty Images
What’s the best cinematic version of Brexit? I’ve previously suggested the final sequence of The Italian Job, where the truck is suspended half way over a ravine and the crew can’t get at their great pile of gold bars without tipping themselves into the abyss.
But from an Irish point of view, we probably need a double bill in which it is shown alongside another British classic from the same era, The Wicker Man. Some horror fans have already noted the prescience of Summerisle, where most of the film is set. It is an Atlantic island that has cut itself off from the mainland and adopted a crazy cult. The cult is led by Lord Summerisle, a man with a self-consciously orotund vocabulary, mad hair and a great line in sacrificing the young generation for his bonkers beliefs – Christopher Lee as Boris Johnson, in other words.