Showing posts with label Documentary. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Documentary. Show all posts

Saturday, 5 July 2014

Saturday, 29 March 2014

Jobs For The Girls












The 1974 recruiting film 'When You Wake Up' ruthlessly went all out to get women to join the Armed Forces,  turning their pretty little heads with the amazing range of career opportunities available. 'Code breaker' is a civilian post, presumably. 

Saturday, 1 March 2014

Boxes of Tricks









A selection of marvellously un-portable training and teaching devices from the Modernist era.

Portrait Of A People


011: An NHS patient tests some 
state of the art equipment.

Friday, 28 February 2014

Listen, Move and Dance





The last caption sends a shiver down my spine. Thank Christ for Zumba.

Monday, 16 September 2013

The White Owl








Some title cards from the 1922 silent documentary 'The White Owl'. People used to talk funny back then. You know, in sentences and stuff.

Secrets Of Nature








Some title cards from the early British documentary series 'Secrets Of Nature'. That's the titles for my next imaginary album sorted, then.

Sunday, 21 July 2013

The Hunt For The Ripper




Ever wondered why it took Yorkshire Police so long to catch Peter Sutcliffe? It certainly wasn't for want of trying. In this 1979 'World In Action' programme we get to see the headbanging complexity of a pre-IT investigation, and the repetitive, time consuming graft required to make even the most basic of connections. 



Inspector Bob Browne is the unlucky devil responsible for tying up thousands of false leads, red herrings and loose ends. Horribly, every thing they need to know about the killer is already in that room, but they just don't know where. Bob talks the reporter through one of the processes. He looks on the verge of tears.  


"Bob, what happens when a suspicious vehicle is reported by a member of the public or the police to you?"

"Well, if we had a partial number we would come to this vehicle index you can see here and this index is cross referenced so that we can trace a vehicle through make, colour and / or a partial registration. If for instance we were told that the car was a white Volvo and we had no registered number then we could check in the index and look under white Volvos.

All these cards in this system now relate to Volvos, and it would be a matter of looking through to see if we could find one of the relevant colour to start with. Having found the colour we could find the registered number from this card, then go to the relevant box and then we find the corresponding card which includes not only the vehicle number make and colour but the details of the owner by his name and address."




"So you have the vehicle and now you have the owner. Is there any way you can find out anything about the owner?" 

"By going to the master index at the other side of the room, the owner there should have another card on which we will have his personal particulars so far as this inquiry is concerned, i.e. whether he’s been seen or not and if so why, whether he was a witness, a suggestion and whether in fact he has been interviewed or not.

We have in the system at the moment somewhere in the region of 160, 000 vehicles. The names in the main index are in excess of a quarter of a million people."




My lovely wife, who works for (South) Yorkshire Police, tells me a partial plate enquiry on the national database now takes approximately two seconds from start to finish. Wherever he is, I hope Bob knows that. 

Thursday, 11 July 2013

People Apart



'People Apart' is a 1957 documentary film which attempts to demystify that most mysterious and terrifying of illnesses, epilepsy. It's aims are succinctly summed up by the above title card.

Here, an actor completely commits himself to demonstrating some of the physical symptoms of an attack.








These may look like snapshots from a torture chamber with a hair salon attached, but they actually depict an attempt to help and understand - albeit one that involves diodes and induces an epileptic seizure.






Fascinating, frightening stuff, brilliantly and sensitively realised.