I saw sinister hooded figures turning giant pages of...Leonardo's diaries? Baroque people in vertiginous wigs, and skirts with more people inside, prancing while strange 'Jove'-sounding men go ho ho ho, etc. Archimbaldo-style vegetable coaches, fireworks,legions of trapeze artistes. Eva Herzagovina rubbing her tits as she rises out of her Venus-shell, a semaphore ballet. Futuristic clown man strips off red stovepipe hat, etc. to become the Mohicaned 'hero of the future'...
Now Sophia Loren and some athletes, I think, carry in an Olympic banner to the Triumphal March from AIDA. (No elephants at all, though...)
I wonder if the Turin Shroud made a cameo appearance before I started watching?
Oh my mind...What must this unbelievably decadent crapness have cost?
More anti-dope speechifying...The trapeze people are back. This is something to do with Peace.They move into a dove-shape at the end, only it looks worryingly like an eagle.
Yoko Ono! Noooooooo!!!