I almost missed it, too. It was one of those things where you're cruising along listening to Roberto Alagna serenade
you personally his Elisabeth, and suddenly there is a needle-scratch noise and you have to reach for the remote and rewind.
As Carlos sings "Dans ses Flandres si chères, d'abord je veux lui faire élever un tombeau comme jamais un rois n'en obtint de plus beau" (
In his beloved Flanders, I will build him a tomb fairer than any king's), the Flemish Deputies pass by in the background, carrying Rodrigue's body on their shoulders. Apparently Carlos is Not Fucking Around about this and means to cart Rodrigue's remains across Europe with him into exile.
"Now where have I seen that before?" I wondered.
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| Oh, yeah. That's where. |
Whether this was a deliberate visual reference to Carlos' great-grandmother Joanna the Mad's grim trek across Spain with her husband's decomposing body in tow, I have no idea, but by God I'm going to pretend it is until I hear otherwise from the director himself.
