Fire in Babylon

STAR RATING: ***** Saturday Night **** Friday Night *** Friday Morning ** Sunday Night * Monday Morning

A documentary by Stevan Riley, charting the rise of the West Inides cricket team during the late 1970s and early 1980s, from their humiliating defeat in Australia in 1975, which spurred them on to form an electrifying team that took on the likes of England and India, lifting the hopes of a people and a nation, from the sturdy leadership of Clive Lloyd, onto the enigmatic Viv Richards.

In documentary terms, Fire in Babylon is a relatively unremarkable effort, not playing out in any way that really breaks from genre conventions or offers anything you haven't seen before. However, the natural colour and vibrancy of the culture it's telling the story of manages to give it a real life and soul of it's own, that is in itself something different. ***

An excellent snapshot of an era in which the West Indies turned cricket's traditional order on its head and gave it all a soundtrack too through reggae music. It is told almost entirely through the viewpoint of the team members with the occasional burst of pride from musicians and poets, mainly through song and notably Bunny Wailer provides some excellent insight into the pride the islands took in their united team.

There was plenty said about the team by the (foreign to them) press and commentators as they raced to the top of test cricket but not so much credit so I think the film's solely West Indies angle is justified. The film also explores the legacy of prejudice that the West Indies team did much to expose. Corporal Jones always maintained that "they don't like it up them" and Holding, Garner, Roberts and Croft proved that it was true of us too. Croft's decision to tour Apartheid South Africa is given to the viewer to judge. Respect was earned and cricket changed with it. It may be a one sided view but you leave with no doubt that the helmet-less and pad-scant men that stood up to such bowling were brave souls too.

Great music, audience maturity respected, wince-inducing footage, some laughs and Sir Vivian Richards. An hour and a half well spent for me.

Set against a backdrop of colonial history and superiority, this is a cracking documentary that depicts the rise and sustained success of the West Indies cricket team that started in the 1970s and prevailed for over a decade. Using some remarkably good quality, and well researched, archive footage accompanied by some interesting quotes from many of the (now knighted) team members, Stevan Riley brings to life a wonderfully enigmatic story of ropey pitches, of lethal bowling, of just how this "gentleman's" game ended up with just too much at stake for both the Caribbean players and their, usually, English counterparts - to take on the chin. The rivalry is well illustrated and this features an impressively comprehensive list of contributors whose insight into both sides of the game - that was little short of war, in many eyes - is enthralling. I'm a Scot, ergo I'm no great cricket lover and the sight of the English team losing is unlikely to cause me to lose sleep - but this works hard to create a balance. It demonstrates how skill and determination made these Test matches the stuff of sporting legend from both team's perspectives. This really is well worth ninety minutes of your time, regardless of your interest in the sport - it shows the emergence from empire in a positive and often victorious fashion.

Unlike other reviewers, I won't be able to give a dissection of this wonderful documentary for the facts & figures. Despite any leaps of faith or liberties taken by the directors, the simple fact is that the figures speak for themselves, this was one hell of a sporting side regardless of the sport.

The West Indies cricket side lit up a sport that often could descend into dullness, and elevated the characters, the sports and its communities in a way that PR men just spend millions on to struggle to come anywhere close.

We have honest interviews from a cross-section of the figures from the West Indies cricketing heyday and it's great to hear them in their unique patois whilst the local soundtrack adds colour & life.

There's nothing new here, but as time goes by there is little better for future generations to understand the importance of this side and the impact it had.

If there are quibbles about this documentary, then possibly it could have gone into more detail, maybe given a counter-arguement to some aspects (no one is perfect) and maybe greater emphasis on the supporters who seemed too much in the backgrounds, but that's all nit-picking.

Grab yourself a cold drink, some jerk chicken or the like and give this a viewing one afternoon. You're guaranteed to raise a smile with this one.

Cricket, a game so vast and important, have really lost it's way in past few decades. This documentary definitely shows the impact of cricket in colonies, and the psychology behind the sport in it's early modern days.

West Indies were champions, and this sporting lead is way bigger than many we have seen in other sports over the years. Cricket is underrated and these stories are getting the brunt of it, as they really struggle to get a reach.

As time progresses, it would be even more important to remember the colonial past as it will keep being distinct, and that will stop so many people from reaching their peak.

In the end, it's about sports, but the bigger theme is definitely human emotions, and fast bowling. Fast bowling is the most dangerous thing on a cricket field, and the sport is getting more and more difficult for them as the new ruled keep trimming the value of bowlers.

So, I believe that every cricketer, and decision maker should see this and learn the game from these legends.