{"id":7276,"date":"2022-11-27T16:34:59","date_gmt":"2022-11-27T16:34:59","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.sebpalmer.com\/blog\/?p=7276"},"modified":"2024-09-07T07:41:05","modified_gmt":"2024-09-07T06:41:05","slug":"media-the-titfield-thunderbolt-1953","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.sebpalmer.com\/blog\/?p=7276","title":{"rendered":"MEDiA: The Titfield Thunderbolt, 1953"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" width=\"565\" height=\"823\" src=\"http:\/\/www.sebpalmer.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/11\/img_5443.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-7272\" srcset=\"http:\/\/www.sebpalmer.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/11\/img_5443.jpg 565w, http:\/\/www.sebpalmer.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/11\/img_5443-206x300.jpg 206w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 565px) 100vw, 565px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" width=\"155\" height=\"30\" src=\"http:\/\/www.sebpalmer.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/11\/stars_08_four.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-7274\" srcset=\"http:\/\/www.sebpalmer.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/11\/stars_08_four.jpg 155w, http:\/\/www.sebpalmer.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/11\/stars_08_four-150x30.jpg 150w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 155px) 100vw, 155px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p>What a strange film! Strange, that is, by modern standards, rather than those of the day. Filmed in \u2018glorious Technicolor\u2019 &#8211; it was the first Ealing comedy filmed in the new format &#8211; it\u2019s a picture postcard fantasy of a certain time in and idea of England.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>In essence it\u2019s a comedy about the beginnings of \u2018heritage\u2019 railways; as The State withdrew from steam locomotion, the public stepped in. Apparently it\u2019s even based on a real Welsh example, which was allegedly the very first such heritage line. It\u2019s noteworthy that this is a whole decade before the infamous Beeching axe would fall.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" width=\"900\" height=\"450\" src=\"http:\/\/www.sebpalmer.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/11\/img_5433.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-7281\" srcset=\"http:\/\/www.sebpalmer.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/11\/img_5433.jpg 900w, http:\/\/www.sebpalmer.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/11\/img_5433-300x150.jpg 300w, http:\/\/www.sebpalmer.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/11\/img_5433-768x384.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 767px) 89vw, (max-width: 1000px) 54vw, (max-width: 1071px) 543px, 580px\" \/><figcaption class=\"wp-element-caption\">Stanley Holloway as Walter Valentine.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p>Visually it\u2019s beautiful, a celluloid time-capsule. And it\u2019s also quite sweet in how it portrays the era. There\u2019s a just-post-WWII \u2018Blitz spirit\u2019, as when the passengers of the train all pitch in to get water, after the dastardly bus crew get Harry Hawkins (Sid James) to sabotage the water supply.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>There are some thumping great ironies in there, as well; witness, for example, when there\u2019s a joke about how, if the railway makes too much profit, it\u2019ll be nationalised! <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Modern history has demonstrated, over and over again, particularly under Toryism, that <em>losses<\/em> are usually nationalised (i.e. passed on to the public purse), whilst profit is privatised.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" width=\"651\" height=\"466\" src=\"http:\/\/www.sebpalmer.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/11\/img_5440.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-7280\" srcset=\"http:\/\/www.sebpalmer.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/11\/img_5440.jpg 651w, http:\/\/www.sebpalmer.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/11\/img_5440-300x215.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 651px) 100vw, 651px\" \/><figcaption class=\"wp-element-caption\">The Vicar and the drunk, crewing the train.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p>There are also all sorts of moments &#8211; for example at the public meeting, when Squire Chesterford (John Gregson) makes the case for the railway (as opposed to bus\/road developments), on the basis of how it\u2019ll change the nature of Titfield &#8211; that reflect what was considered, at the time, to make for a \u2018good old fashioned\u2019 British Utopia. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>In this instance that revolves around the fear, also present in George Orwell\u2019s very different 1984 (\u2018I am a name, not a number\u2019!) that old country lanes will be tarmac\u2019ed, and houses be numbered, rather than named.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Of course the quaint old trains were themselves, at one time, the harbingers of a modern industrialised doom. But now they are &#8211; and evidently even back in \u201853 they were &#8211; the stuff of \u2018olde England\u2019! There are many other little interesting insights into certain visions of how life was then (the squire and the poacher!), what constituted progress, and what makes for the ideal life.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" width=\"642\" height=\"479\" src=\"http:\/\/www.sebpalmer.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/11\/img_5445.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-7277\" srcset=\"http:\/\/www.sebpalmer.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/11\/img_5445.jpg 642w, http:\/\/www.sebpalmer.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/11\/img_5445-300x224.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 642px) 100vw, 642px\" \/><figcaption class=\"wp-element-caption\">Lovely old Bedford bus.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p>One of the things I like most about this film is the saturated slightly gaudy colour, AKA Technicolor. It\u2019s very like the intense colouring of some design and illustration of that era. And so many things, from the clothes, to furniture, cars, trucks, etc, are, or rather were, so much more aesthetically pleasing than the vast bulk of modern mass-produced tat we are surrounded by now.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>For example, the old Bedford bus, of the villainous rivals of the loco\u2019 lovers, Pearce &amp; Crump, is gorgeous. I absolutely adore the upholstery fabric inside the bus:<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" width=\"1007\" height=\"748\" src=\"http:\/\/www.sebpalmer.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/11\/img_5452.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-7285\" srcset=\"http:\/\/www.sebpalmer.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/11\/img_5452.jpg 1007w, http:\/\/www.sebpalmer.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/11\/img_5452-300x223.jpg 300w, http:\/\/www.sebpalmer.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/11\/img_5452-768x570.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 767px) 89vw, (max-width: 1000px) 54vw, (max-width: 1071px) 543px, 580px\" \/><figcaption class=\"wp-element-caption\">Dig that old fabric!<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p>It has to be admitted I was only half watching this delightful old film, whilst Teresa and I played our Sunday afternoon Scrabble game, in between World Cup match viewing. I, or we, really ought to watch it again and give it my\/our full attention.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>It seems to me a good solid old-fashioned dose of \u201850s period fun. Balcon-era Ealing film at its cosily British best. I\u2019d definitely recommend it.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>What a strange film! Strange, that is, by modern standards, rather than those of the day. Filmed in \u2018glorious Technicolor\u2019 &#8211; it was the first Ealing comedy filmed in the new format &#8211; it\u2019s a picture postcard fantasy of a certain time in and idea of England. In essence it\u2019s a comedy about the beginnings &hellip; <\/p>\n<p class=\"link-more\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.sebpalmer.com\/blog\/?p=7276\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;MEDiA: The Titfield Thunderbolt, 1953&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_is_tweetstorm":false,"jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","enabled":false}}},"categories":[89,110,159,130,15,86,117],"tags":[],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/paGwUa-1Tm","_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.sebpalmer.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7276"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.sebpalmer.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.sebpalmer.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.sebpalmer.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.sebpalmer.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=7276"}],"version-history":[{"count":11,"href":"http:\/\/www.sebpalmer.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7276\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":22854,"href":"http:\/\/www.sebpalmer.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7276\/revisions\/22854"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.sebpalmer.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=7276"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.sebpalmer.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=7276"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.sebpalmer.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=7276"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}