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Dedicated to the work of Michael Powell and Emeric Pressburger and all the other people, both actors and technicians who helped them make those wonderful films.

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From: Tom Elliott

Steve Crook wrote:

> In fact at one of them someone asked the killer question "Why do
> the people here like Powell (& Pressburger) films?" so I thought
> I'd ask you lot. We went around the room all giving a varied but
> interesting set of answers.

I was born March, 1940. My Aunt owned a Movie Theater in what is called Sleepy Hollow, N.Y. Before TV we hung out, especially on Saturday and Sunday mornings to see the adventures, serials, and, in living color, the tales of wonderful heroes. I remember arguing which Pimpernel was more elusive. I favored David N. over Leslie. I remember thinking how grand was heaven, and, of course, seating would be by friendships. I was even supportive of flirting in heaven, although Margaret Mary O'Brien thought me a heretic. I did not believe color was earthbound and heaven black and white, but the tear on the rose only proved my point. I remember the great excitement I shared about the Thief, who seemed about my age. The kids in the gang down the street were wearing black leather jackets, and I imagined how to aim the magic cross bow to end their bully tactics. I was able to see Col. Blimp on NY city television, and felt there was more to the story. The DVD delights.

     I never liked the Red Shoes. Maybe because I've never identified with Anton. Plus, I've always felt distanced from the young lovers whose passion for art kept them apart. But then, where is tragedy, if they chose ordinary romance. "I Know Where I'm Going" came to me through you all. Thanks for yet another tale about some of the truths we seem in a rush to ignore.

     I don't know if PnP and the other Archers are appreciated by others because of their images that came before high school days. For me they consistently have rung true to my own archetypes

Further reflections:

     One further personal history. My Aunt did not have the income to schedule first run movies from 1945 until she sold the movie house in 1957. So we always had third or fourth run movies. In a village of 12,000 people during pre and early TV days, that was enough for a $2 ticket and a chance to win a complete setting of dinnerware. We even enjoyed the return of favorites. As you say, we could enjoy them, and only later realize the themes and creators were British. Not bad for a predominately immigrant factory worker village that publically voiced mistrust of the English throughout my childhood. Prejudice had to give way to the better, artistic nature of our souls.

          Tom Elliott

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