A battle towards artwork: to jail with the bullfighting within the afternoon of the Police in Las Ventas | EUROtoday

It rains with a nostalgia for the previous sanisidros, and the melancholy of memorable duties within the rain. Like that of Curro Romero to a Garzn bull in '81. Curro sentimentally sponsors Diego Urdiales, Juan Ortega and Pablo Aguado as a result of he sees in them the seal of distinction, the stigma, the fragility, the invocation of the Holy Spirit. That three artists depending on the decline of inspiration would star within the tribute to the National Police for its Bicentennial woke up Aguado's ingenuity: Let's see if we don't get caught. Of the afternoon that Romero noticed convalescing in his Sevillian home, nobody left handcuffed or in a police van on the way in which to the General Directorate of Security like Pharaoh in '67. But some deserved it…

At the second, earlier than beginning the celebration, those that had been taken away by the Police had been those that celebrated the minute of silence for the officers who fell within the line of responsibility. Because they’re disrespectful however basically as a result of they’re silly. What actually felt like jail was the selection of a run by Romn Sorando so ugly, ungainly, sufficient, heavy… A variety towards the artwork of bullfighting whatever the mannequin of meekness of the weather. Not an assault so as, not a gram of sophistication, I'm not saying bravery, as a result of there are meek and meek. If you set collectively an artwork poster, you could first have the required components of an advert hoc bullfight. If not, it's a rip-off. Not solely the unique sin on the a part of the Plaza 1 firm, but in addition due to the bullfighters/representatives of Urdiales, Ortega and Aguado who you then hear them converse and pee Pepsi Cola as in the event that they had been Camar. They didn't even search for hats. Don't fuck with me.

What is the profession of Romn Sorando? Nothing was understood. Are there any worse choices for this idea for a shortlist? Because there wasn't even a greeting or a elimination of the cape from three guys who bullfighted Vernica with magnificence. Neither a gathering nor a scandal to say, besides on the final minute, when Aguado tried to implement his sympathetic prophecy: Let's see if we don't get caught.

A bull uphill, tall with a cross, cross-eyed on the left, with fearsome factors and shapes that didn’t invite charging, nor bullfighting, he aborted the primary chapter of the afternoon. Without humiliating and pointing; no will to maneuver ahead. Everything that Diego Urdiales proposed he took reluctantly, dirtying it from the sketched vernicas to the muleta activity: a few poster trenches, the drawing of some natives, handed cleanly into the bullfighter's pocket book amid the agency insistence.

Not even that gave rise to a tame, coarse, additionally ugly, open-faced and with a ship's keel chamois. It was the primary 5 of the three within the cargo, distributed one per lot. He didn't desire a cape, he spat on the horse each time and broke the document for the bullfight on the honest: in banderillas he already sought the love of bullpens just like the satan's soul. And so, in fixed flight, it was inconceivable to carry him. J.Juan Ortega tried to bend in useless. I informed Paco Pascual that bullfighters of his lineage even respect Alio's work. Not for aesthetic causes, however even for useful causes, to mess with the bull in order that it doesn't come strolling to you when it comes time to profile your self. Ortega managed to focus him on the identical pigsty door, in the wrong way, and killed him legally.

The return of Sorando's third that President Oliver – why precisely the order to have the matadors dismantled for the change of third? – temporized even banderillas brought on the exit of the sureperpetual employee of San Isidro: a bull from José Vázquez on the border of six years. An previous, corralled ox. A compendium of insurmountable virtues for bullfighting: walker, with out humiliation, missing the minimal model, devoid of bravery. Pablo Aguado accompanies him – after making some makes an attempt to feign oles – in passing him with out zeal or dedication, all by the hip. He put the sword into his arm lethally.

The room appeared considerably higher constructed, which was one other notorious tame. Violent and decomposed. Urdiales started – which was no small factor – to go the drink on a fiber foundation. They threw a grimy cleaning soap dish on Juan Ortega with a sheet of horsehair: he was bracing and every part. He doesn't even prune along with his tail, and Ortega will get caught along with his sword. He paid for the sixth, which was exchanged for a Montalvo hat that got here out stinging, with its palms in entrance, unruly, placing Pablo Aguado in a preventing place. He mounted it on the horse. Not fairly: the bug He saved leaping, reducing, hitting massive pictures. Aguado got here out prepared to complete shortly on his legs – with out taming something – however he went on endlessly with the metal.

A loud battle at the very least as an virtually slapdash ending to this absurdity. A rip-off towards artwork on Police Day. To jail with the bullfighters.