Monday, June 27, 2011
Electric, And Electrifying, Edwardians
Jamaica Street, Glasgow, 1901.
I can't stop looking at these movies. They're from a collection called Electric Edwardians. Two fellows, Sagar Mitchell and James Kenyon, were hired by the equivalent of a circus to take movies of mundane activities in Great Britain. The promoters would then show the movies to the locals, who were mostly there just to see themselves, or people like themselves, for the sheer wonder of life captured on film. Getting amusement from the mundane to make a few quid. The ICANHASCHEEZBURGER of their day.
The films were ignored and lost for nearly a century, mouldering in a basement. They were only rediscovered because the building was going to be demolished. The British Film Institute restored them as best they could, and they've been shown as a television show, and now are available as a DVD.
I rarely watch television, read newspapers, or listen to the radio. I read books by dead persons, pretty much. I have little use for 99.9 percent of the Internet, because it's just people telling me that they can watch TV and read the newspaper harder than me. The average intellectual's head is full of tapioca. On the Intertunnel, it's rancid tapioca.
You cannot tell what's going on by what people say. You're past daft if you think you can tell what's going on by listening to a third party tell you what people say. You can only tell what's going on by looking at what people are doing.
People say they want a time machine. But then again: Millions long for immortality who do not know what to do on a rainy afternoon. They sit in mom's basement watching reruns of remakes of a crummy space opera and fantasize about what they'd do with their holodeck, if only they could live with the wonders of the future and access to the past. Unaware that this is the future, and by the way, here is the actual, unvarnished past, they'd turn the channel if this video came on -- a real life time machine.
I wouldn't. Look, there, on the screen. It's not Tutankhamun's tomb. It's Tutankhamun.