As a crystallographer from County Antrim in Northern Ireland, it should come as no surprise that I am much taken by the Giants’ Causeway, an impressive basalt rock formation on the north coast that boasts some of the largest crystals in the world.
Even though London is now my home, I have often visited and made sure that my children have become familiar with the area. When asked his opinion of the Causeway, Samuel Johnson is reputed to have opined, “Worth seeing, yes, but not worth going to see.” But the man was a fool, as far as I can make out. I may be partial but it’s amazing.
So I was tickled a deep shade of pink the other night when watching Guillermo del Toro’s fabulous Hellboy II: The Golden Army. Because the plotline sent ‘Red’ and his merry band all the way from Manhattan (well-known orifice of the underworld) to the familiar green coastline of North Antrim, on a quest to find said Golden Army.
You can tell it’s Northern Ireland from the look of the sky. (From the IMDB)
Would you believe it, the army was right there, hidden in a monstrous cavern beneath the cliffs. And so ensued the elaborate, violent and inevitable final battle of the film – great stuff! All the more enjoyable because a little bit of movie-magic touched a place near to where I was born.