Tuesday, 27 September 2016
My heart was pounding. Really pounding. I think this was the scariest disaster movie I have ever seen. Although saying that, I don't think I've been to a disaster movie since the days when no plane took off without a singing nun.
Deepwater Horizon is about the BP oil rig explosion that caused the biggest oil spill in history in the Gulf of Mexico. I'd been aware of it as an environmental disaster - but the film is about the human cost of BP's greed and criminal negligence. You come out feeling angry. And also in awe of the technical brilliance of the film-makers.
On the way home, it struck me that I'd just bought a ticket for later this week to a classical music concert sponsored by BP. It's a bit of a moral quandary, isn't it? Sponsorship supports many of the cultural events that I enjoy, even if I rarely take much notice of the logo. I guess orchestras and museums might as well take whatever cash is going. But tonight I don't like the thought that I'm participating in BP's PR game.