I heard an almighty crash and ran into the kitchen to see what had happened.

His music really speaks to me.

[K]indling Nations buckle on their mail, / And Fame, with clarion-blast and wings unfurl'd, / To freedom and revenge awakens an injured World!

Whether the memories have been turned into bizarre shrines, or forgotten and left to rot, you'd have to be totally uninterested in filmlore to find the place dull.