I loved watching many of the competitions, but massive visual spectacles aren't really my scene. They impress me, but don't move me.
Photo: Cameron Spencer
This New Yorker piece by Anothony Lane cracked me up:
The obvious precedent for Beijing was the Berlin Olympics, in 1936. Both were showcases for a muscle-flexing nation, although Hitler made an elementary error when he chose not to dress his young National Socialists in lime-green catsuits laced with twinkling fairy lights. By a careful choice of color scheme, China was able to draw the sting from any accusations of militarism, while rarely permitting the result to slide into camp.