Watching the “Up” Documentary Series (Film #3, 21 Up)

Over the weekend I watched the third film in the “Up” series.  All the original seven-year-olds are back and are now age 21.

I started writing this post on Saturday; today is Wednesday.  In a couple of days I’ll be watching 28 Up, so I need to get this post up even though I think it’s too rambling and unstructured.  This morning I realized that there are two reasons why this post has been so difficult to write.  One is that 21 Up itself is kind of rambling and unfocused.  The second is that the content of the 21 Up film is pretty complex.  After four days of trying to write a nice, coherent essay on my viewing experience, I’ve concluded that it just ain’t gonna happen.  So my apologies in advance for rambling.  I hope my discussion of the film will be worth the trouble of reading 🙂

This time director Michael Apted brought the children (now young adults) together for a screening of the first two films.  In a pre-video era, it was almost certainly the first time the young adult subjects had watched their interviews since the original programs had aired on television seven and 14 years previously.  At the beginning of 21 Up we see the now-adult children sitting in theater seats, laughing at some cute or ludicrous thing they’d said in the earlier productions.  At the reception that follows the screening, they interact with each other for the first time since they were initially brought together for a zoo outing and a party while shooting the first film, 1964’s Seven Up.

It’s interesting to see how much the children have changed . . . and the wide variation in clothing and personal style, both at the reception and throughout the film’s individual interviews.  In the first two films the children wore either school uniforms or nondescript, everyday outfits.  In 21 Up, John (one of the three prep-school boys) wears an ultra-fashionable-yet-classic Savile Row type of bespoke three-piece suit.  In contrast, one of his former schoolmates, Charles, is in jeans and a sweatshirt.  John also has a more traditional haircut, while Charles wears his hair much longer, in a style reminiscent of David Cassidy in the Partridge Family era.  Symon, one of the charity-run children’s home boys, wears a crocheted beret hat in one interview and wide-legged flared pants, white shoes, a rather loud plaid sportcoat, and a giant “fro” hairstyle on a visit to the now-empty children’s home.  The young women’s clothing doesn’t seem as ridiculously dated, but their hairstyles are clearly mid to late 1970s, especially the bobs with flipped-back “wings,” the Dorothy Hamill wedge, and the Janis Joplin face-obscuring, center-parted long hair.

As I said before, the 21 Up film is more complex than the earlier ones, so I’ll first provide a quick rundown on each person to bring you up to date and then talk about some of my own general reactions to the film.

John, Andrew, and Charles (the three prep-school boys) are now in college.  John and Andrew are “reading” law at Oxford and Cambridge, respectively.  Theirs is the most predictable pathway.  They went to good schools, studied to enter a stable profession, and will undoubtedly step into remunerative jobs upon graduation.

Charles, the third prep-school boy, didn’t get into Oxford and is now “reading” history at another university.  When asked by director/interviewer Michael Apted how he feels about not being able to “make Oxford,” Charles says he doesn’t mind at all.  “In fact, I’m pleased I didn’t,” he says, because he avoided the Marlborough–Oxbridge conveyor belt.  He says that boys from wealthy families all attend the same prep schools, then go to Oxford or Cambridge, continuing to mix with the same people they’ve mixed with all their lives, and “get shoved out at the end,” presumably like upper-class widgets.

Apparently 21 Up will be Charles’s last appearance in the “Up” series, according to Wikipedia.  I’m going to miss Charles.  He is a refreshing presence, an unprepossessing yet confident, independent thinker.  I’m not sure why he doesn’t come back to do any of the future films.  At one point when the three boys are commenting on the rather pretentious pronouncements of their seven-year-old selves (describing the financial newspapers they read and the shares they own), Charles says with a laugh that if people listen to and give any credence to what they say in these films, then “Good luck to them.”

The three East End girls (Jackie, Lynn, and Sue) did not go to college and are all working now.  Two are married, Jackie and Lynn.  Jackie works for an Australian bank doing some sort of clerical work, and she and her husband live “on a new estate,” which apparently means in a new subdivision, in Essex.  Lynn still lives in London’s East End, where she works as a school librarian, taking books to schools in a van marked “School Mobile Library,” the equivalent of a bookmobile in the United States.  Sue is single and works for a travel company.  She says (admits?) that she does type for her job, but she also makes bookings for company groups.

I bring up the typing because there was some controversy in the 1970s and into the early 1980s regarding whether women should agree to type on the job, or even learn to type, period.  Typing was viewed as a dangerous skill, because once employers knew you could type, even if you had a college degree, they might pressure you to type.  And typing, even occasionally, was a potential one-way ticket to the “pink ghetto” of a secretarial job.  Not until personal computers became ubiquitous and “keyboarding” a necessary skill for using the new technology could a woman feel confident that her career prospects would remain undamaged if she were a good typist.

Back to 21 Up.  Neil and Peter were the two boys from a Liverpool suburb.  Peter is now in his last year of college in London, where he is living a typical student life with two or three fellow students in a rented flat.  Neil, on the other hand, is basically homeless.  He applied to Oxford University but was not accepted.  Then he dropped out of college after one term at Aberdeen University.  Now he is squatting in an abandoned flat, which he found through some sort of agency that specializes in finding such places for people.  Neil is filmed doing manual labor on a construction site, stacking some sort of frames, and it looks to me like he picks up day-laborer jobs rather than working a steady, full-time position.

Symon and Paul were the two boys who lived at the charity-run children’s home.  Paul moved to Australia with his father and stepmother prior to 7 Plus Seven, and he still lives there.  Now he is working as a bricklayer, and he’s apparently doing well, having been made a junior partner by his boss.  Paul really enjoys his work, especially the fact that when he builds a house, he can point to it and say, “‘I did that.’  It’s substance.”  Symon is living with his mother, whom he “gets on well with.”  He says they are more like friends than mother and son.  His mother is “nervous” and prone to depression; Symon feels “protective” of her.  He did not go to college and has a job working at a meat freezer, where he drives a forklift in what appears to be a normal warehouse except everyone is wearing winter coats.  Symon says the thing he likes best about his job is the people, the “team spirit,” the way everyone pulls together to get the work done.

Tony, the aspiring jockey from London’s East End, did actually ride in a few races.  Three, to be exact.  In the end, he says, he just wasn’t good enough to make it as a jockey.  Now he is studying to become a licensed taxi driver, which I gather is a really big deal, very difficult to do because of the incredibly helter-skelter, weblike layout of London’s streets.  We see Tony riding his motorbike around London with a clipboard mounted on the handlebars in front of him.  Whenever he is stopped for traffic, he pulls out a reference book to study, as well.  He says he does two runs a day prepping on the “knowledge” for his future career as a taxi driver; then he goes to his “job” at a greyhound racing track, where he appears to be some sort of bookie or runner, placing bets for people.

Suzy was the wealthy girl who lived on her father’s 4,000 acre estate in Scotland in 7 Plus Seven.  (Her dog ambushed a rabbit during the interview for that film.)  Suzy dropped out of (or, as the narrator puts it, “left”) school at age 16 and moved to Paris because she was “not interested” in school and “wanted to get away.”  She attended secretarial college and took a job.  She has traveled a bit, and her trips appear to be of long duration.  She spent two months in Hawaii with her father, where she was bored and had no one her age to socialize with.  And when she goes to Australia with her cousin for a wedding in the summer, she plans to stay for two months to see “what it’s like there,” and learn how people live on the other side of the world.

Bruce, the soldier’s son who lived in a scary boarding school at age seven, is now at University College, Oxford, “reading” mathematics.  Finally I understand how I formed the impression that Bruce was a missionary’s son in Seven Up.  A clip from that first film included in 21 Up shows little Bruce saying, quite solemnly and sincerely, that someday he would like to “go into Africa and try and teach people who are not civilized to be, more or less, good.”  Bruce took nine months off before going to Oxford, two months of which he spent working at a handicapped (“spastic”) school.  He says he doesn’t like to talk about it because he never wants to “feel too proud.”  Bruce has an ironic sense of humor which is easy to miss because his delivery is so low-key and straight-faced.  For example, he describes being the only socialist in his village and standing up in pubs to defend the socialist point of view; but that’s hard work, he says, so he’s going to give that up.  I don’t remember the exact details of what the interviewer says in response, but he (director Apted) seems not to get the joke.

And finally there is Nicholas, the boy from the farm in Yorkshire.  Nick expressed a desire to be a scientist in both previous films, and now he is at Merton College, Oxford, studying physics.  In response to the interviewer’s questions about how his farm background has influenced his life, Nick says that the farm in Yorkshire is a “fixed reference point,” with an “earthy life-and-death cycle.”  You learn to accept things as they come and become “resigned” to things you can’t change.

A few thoughts on the film overall.  First, it’s interesting to consider the juxtaposition of clips from the first two movies with what the young adults have to say now.  I had forgotten this hilarious little gem from the first movie, in which Paul (one of the children’s home boys) explains why he won’t be getting married.

Today Paul (bricklayer in Australia) expresses a desire to be happily married.  He has a girlfriend, with whom we see him frolicking on a beach, but he confides to us that he has not been able to tell her yet that he loves her.  I assume she found out along with everyone else when the film was released.

Second, it’s interesting to get a sense of social, economic, and political issues of the day from the interviews in this film.  Some of these issues are still relevant, while others seem very much tied to the times.  The film was released in 1978, so it was probably largely filmed in 1976 or 1977.

Several of these 21-year-olds talk about their parents’ divorces, a surprising number of which occurred when they were 14 years old.  Only Suzy expresses overt cynicism about marriage, though, saying that “it kills whatever love is.”  In contrast, Charles says that despite his parents’ divorce, he has a “positive attitude” toward marriage.  If you want to have children, he says, that’s a real reason for getting married.  And part of getting married is agreeing to actually make the thing work for 18 years.  He thinks that often people who get divorced don’t make as much effort as they should have; a statement he immediately acknowledges is “crazy for me to say because I haven’t been in the position.”

Cigarette smoking was also a more common and unselfconscious practice than it is today.  Suzy smokes all way through her interview.  Her somewhat theatrical exhalations and ash flickings and poised cigarette strike me as part and parcel of her bored, world-weary ennui.  Sue, the unmarried East End girl (who sometimes types), smokes in her interview with Jackie at Jackie’s house, although more discreetly, as all I really see is smoke rising from where her hands rest in her lap, behind crossed legs.  Jackie also has a cigarette going during the interview with all three East End girls.  And I noticed that Symon carries a cigarette casually between his fingers when he and Paul do the walk-though visit of their old children’s home.

The idea of women’s roles and place in society also is brought up by director/interviewer Apted (who suggested to the East End girls in 7 Plus Seven that there was a “danger” they’d marry and be “stuck at home”).  In an interview with Jackie and Sue in Jackie’s home (“on” the new “estate” in Essex), Apted asks them if they are “career girls.”  Sue realizes that she meets the criteria by virtue of being an unmarried “girl” with a job, but she seems a little uneasy with that label and denies it is appropriate for her.  She might marry at some point, she says, and she’s not that ambitious in her job.  Both she and Jackie identify their friend Lynn as being more suited to the term, as Lynn has always been “more serious.”

Other themes I noticed seemed to be more timeless and universal.  There is something very unsettled, very unformed as yet about these 21-year-olds.  They are at the end of their childhoods but not fully launched into adulthood.  There is much talk about what they want out of life, but their musings are vague.

They express a desire to be “happy,” but most of them seem uncertain about what that means.  Paul (Australian bricklayer) defines happiness as “basically, the will to live.”  Others are quite specific.  Tony (jockey/taxi driver) wants a baby son.  Charles jokingly (but probably truthfully) says he wants a “nuclear family and semi-detached in Brentford,” a town in West London.

Some of those nearing the end of their university studies don’t know what they’ll be doing upon graduation.  Peter hopes for a job that makes him happy but doesn’t expect it.  “No, son,” he imagines his parents saying, “it doesn’t work that way.”  Several people express a belief that they have great potential inside of them, that they know they are capable of doing great things.  But . . . they aren’t sure they have the motivation to work toward it.

This is interesting to me.  It’s almost as if they are choosing to underachieve.  But on the other hand, maybe they are actually engaging in some sort of cost–benefit analysis, analyzing the return on investment, as it were.  Is it worth the work?  Would they enjoy the reward after working so hard to achieve it?

Or maybe their procrastination is a sign of something else.  Bruce talks about how his boarding school experience left him far too acquiescent to authority.  It was a shock to him when he left that (very scary, in my opinion) military school and saw other people actually questioning authority.  In reaction somehow to his experience with authority at boarding school, he has developed a lack of responsibility and follow-through, he says.  Although elected to secretary/treasurer positions in several clubs, he confesses that he never performed any of his required duties.

At another point in his interview, Bruce mentions that he would like to be a mapmaker.  He says he’d enjoy the outdoor life and travel.  His mathematics degree makes him “sort of qualified” for the job, he says, but there are “few” jobs like that.  Despite their scarcity, such a position was apparently open recently—but Bruce didn’t even apply.  “I’ve probably missed it this time around,” he says.  And then he begins to rationalize that perhaps he wouldn’t like being a mapmaker after all.

I can’t figure out what this is, but Bruce’s reluctance to put himself out there by seizing the opportunity to apply for the mapmaking job seems to be somehow related to the earlier problems Bruce describes with the way he unquestioningly obeys authority and fails to follow through on his responsibilities.  All I can speculate is that Bruce’s subconscious strategy for surviving boarding school was to refrain from standing out (including literally, as Seven Up shows that older student kicking younger boys who get out of line).  Following the rules and keeping a low profile served him well in that situation, but now his behaviors of procrastination and avoidance threaten his future well-being.

The original idea of the “Up” series was to follow children from different socioeconomic backgrounds and to show how their lives were predetermined at birth by what strata of society they were born into.  Apparently this isn’t working out quite as envisioned.  At the reception that follows the screening of the earlier films at the beginning of 21 Up, Neil and Nick talk (in separate interviews/conversations with Apted) about how the original theory has been disproved by the actual turn of events.

Only one person, John, who is one of the three prep-school boys, fits a stereotype of his social and economic class, which he does almost to the point of caricature.  He looks ridiculous walking around the Oxford countryside in his suit during a traditional “hunting of the hare” with a pack of hounds, and he unselfconsciously makes remarks that seem extraordinarily bigoted and ignorant to me, like his assertion that “assembly-line workers at some of these car factories earning a huge wage” could send their sons to private school if they chose to but don’t put it as high on their list of priorities as a “smart car.”

At the same time, I admire John’s integrity.  John is a true conservative, in the ideological sense that a political scientist would use.  For as many statements he makes regarding the rights and privileges of the upper class, he also makes statements regarding the moral responsibilities associated with those rights and privileges.  Apparently there was some controversy in the 1970s about people with education leaving England, sort of a brain drain.  John thinks people should have the right to emigrate, but he also feels they have a moral obligation to stay in England and “put back” into society the good they have received.

Similarly, while John doesn’t see anything wrong with wealthier people having more options than other people, he says, “What’s undesirable is if people have had options and haven’t taken advantage of them.”  This statement reminds me of the parable of the talents, in which a master who is going away gives “talents” (coins) to each of three servants for safekeeping.  Two of the servants put their talents to work (like good capitalists :)) and increase the value of what they were given, so the master rewards them upon his return.  The third servant, in contrast, buries his talent to keep it safe, meaning he has nothing to show for himself when the master returns except that one dirt-coated talent, and so he is punished.

One should not “abuse the opportunities and privileges” they’ve had, John continues, but it’s not a bad thing to have those privileges “as long as you behave responsibly.”  In this section of his interview, John seems to allude to the concept of noblesse oblige, wherein those who are born into privilege (nobility) have a moral obligation, superseding any legal obligation, to behave “responsibly” in such a way that “there’s a stability and structure in society,” as he puts it.

John tells the interviewer (Apted) that he does “slightly object” to the way the three prep-school boys’ educational path has been portrayed, because viewers may feel that he and his two friends had everything handed to them and that they “sailed through” like it was an “indestructible birthright.”  He adds that the earlier films don’t show the “sleepless nights,” “sweat and toil,” “poring over books,” or “beastly jobs” they took on over the holidays “to make ends meet.”

You can see an early indicator of John’s moral integrity (even “chivalry” if you want to call it that) in the clip from the Seven Up zoo outing included in 21 Up.  In that clip, a boy I can’t identify (possibly one of the 20 children who didn’t make the final “cut” for the original film?  I think “Jeffrey,” who is a classmate of the three East End girls at age seven, the one Jackie and Lynn think would marry Susan) throws something at the polar bear.  I thought at first it was a rock, but it’s apparently some sort of food.  John sees him do it, and an expression of shock followed by righteous indignation crosses his face.  The sign says “No Feeding,” John rushes over to tell him.  Ignoring him, the boy throws food again.  After a stunned second John grabs the other boy’s arm, saying firmly, “Stop at once!”  John could be viewed negatively as a self-important, self-appointed arbiter of other children’s behavior in situations that are none of his business.  But it’s also reasonable to consider his actions in a positive light.  He clearly has a sense of right and wrong, and he feels compelled to take action when someone crosses the line.

In the case of the other 21-year-olds, for whom the social and economic class indicators haven’t shaped their lives the way the first film originally predicted they would, I get the impression that interviewer/ director Michael Apted occasionally tries to mix things up a little by getting the film’s subjects to gossip about and snipe at each other.

For example, he asks the East End girls how they feel about comparing themselves to Suzy, “who stands at the other end of the social scale; would you say you’ve had the same opportunities she’s had?”  He also asks if they “envy” her income.  Kind of insulting, so it’s not surprising that the young women react defensively.

“I say I’ve had the opportunities I’ve wanted,” says Jackie, with an edge in her voice.

“I say I’ve had MORE,” says Lynn, interrupting Jackie with an even angrier tone.  “I’m not going to say on film what I feel for her (Suzy), but I think she’s been so conditioned” for what she should do or shouldn’t do that, the implication is, she has actually had fewer opportunities.

When Apted asks Tony (former jockey/aspiring taxi driver) if he will “regret” not having an education, Tony says, “Where does that come into it?  Education is just a thing to say my son is higher than him, or my son had a better background than him.”  He adds, “I mean, I’m as good or even better than most of them people, especially on this program,” then makes makes what I assume to be a disparaging allusion to Nick with a pantomime of pouring liquid from one beaker into another.

The words tumble out so fast, with one idea fragment interrupted by the next, that it’s hard to get a direct quote, but Tony says he has a car, motorbike, and goes to Spain every year.  “How does he do it?” he imagines the more educated people asking, as they look at Tony’s financial picture.  “Where’s the education?  There’s no education in this world.  Life is one big rat race, and you’ll got to kill your man next to you to get in front of him.”

As Tony drives around the East End, Apted repeatedly asks him leading/pointed questions that imply he will have a life of crime.  “Are there villains in the East End?” he asks Tony.  “Do you have much to do with villains?  Does it worry you, the possibility of becoming one of them?”

At first Tony answers in his usual easygoing, good-humored way, but that last question brings out a flash of temper: “How can I become a villain?  If it’s not born in you, you won’t become one.”

I guess my final impressions of this film and the 21-year-olds are related to Tony’s response to that last question.  What I really take away from 21 Up is how much each person is an INDIVIDUAL.  Without completely disregarding social class and economic circumstances, I was struck by how differently each person in the film reacted to life events that were quite similar.

For example, how does a person recover from failure?  Resilience varied greatly from person to person in this film.  Some people showed a remarkable ability to pick themselves up again, while others did not.

Tony is very matter of fact about his failure to make it as a jockey.  He had only three rides.  “Do you regret not making it?” asks the interviewer.  Tony replies, “Oh, I would have given my right arm, at the time, to become a jockey.  But no, I wasn’t good enough.  It’s as easy as that.”  So he has moved on to Plan B, becoming a taxi driver.

Neil, the bright, happy seven-year-old from Liverpool, didn’t get into Oxford.  He admits to having been “bitter” about the rejection, which is something he’s trying to “get over.”  His body language in the 21 Up interview (conducted in the abandoned building where he is squatting) is edgy, tense, fidgety.  The reason he didn’t get accepted, says Neil, was “probably because I didn’t approach the thing in the right way.”

Partly I do feel sorry for Neil.  We’ve seen the three prep-school boys who had their educational futures so mapped out, and maybe they (or their families) knew their way around the system in a way that Neil’s parents hadn’t.  Peter says that both Neil’s parents are teachers, which may have created a more “academic” atmosphere in the home, which he “did notice” (implying that this academic atmosphere was a negative thing) from time to time.

But Neil seems to blame many of his disappointments on his parents, and eventually the list of grievances grows long enough to appear unreasonable.  When asked how his parents influenced him, for example, he says in clipped phrases that they taught him to believe in God, to the extent that he should “always think of other people first before yourself to a ridiculous degree,” i.e., Christianity’s principle of turning the other cheek.

“I don’t think I was really taught any sort of policy of living at all by my parents,” he says.  “This is probably their biggest mistake, that I was left to fend for myself in a world that they seemed completely oblivious of.”

Yet, contrast Neil’s bitterness with the way Charles has processed his own experience of being rejected by Oxford.  Not only is Charles not bitter, but he says he is actually glad now that he avoided the Marlborough–Oxbridge “conveyor belt.”  Maybe this is just the story Charles has told himself in order to rationalize his disappointment, but in the long term it may be a much happier, healthier “life narrative” to craft from the actual facts surrounding the rejection than the narrative Neil has created for himself.

When Neil comments on his younger “self” seen in clips from the previous two films, he can’t believe that he was ever as carefree, unguarded, and happy as he appears in the Seven Up film.  But, he says, “there’s the evidence” before our eyes.  He wonders what was inside him that made him like that.

Then he articulates something that strikes me as a stunning insight, something to the effect that at age 7 he lived in a world of “sensation.”  I need to watch that section of the film again to get a better feel for what he means by that.  I think he’s saying that he lived in the moment, unselfconsciously, not worrying about what others thought and how he would be perceived.

Immediately following his comment about living in a world of “sensation” at age 7, Neil says he can see that at 14 he was more subdued and putting more thought into what he was saying.  “I think this was something wrong in my upbringing,” says Neil, “that I didn’t have enough obstacles to get over, to toughen myself up against.”

Again, I felt bad for Neil after he said that because, who knows?  Maybe his parents kept him inside a bubble and didn’t help him develop a realistic sense of what it took to survive in the world.  But on the other hand, if Neil was happy as a 7-year-old because he lived in the moment, in a world of sensation, then facing a multitude of obstacles to toughen up might not have produced the desired result, either.

It’s interesting to compare Neil’s reflections with Charles’s.  In addition to being rejected by Oxford, Charles also faced disappointment on the parental front.  His parents got divorced when he was about 14 years old.  Yet he does not express cynicism toward marriage or any bitterness toward his parents.  “You have to assume most parents do the best they can,” he says.

In keeping with the idea that all of the 21 Up subjects are “individuals” more so than representatives of a collective societal-niche perspective, everyone has quite different outlooks/philosophies regarding how life should be lived and what it takes to be happy.

When asked what they want out of life, most of the film’s subjects say they want to be happy, but they seem unsure of what makes them happy or even what happiness is.  They don’t know what they want, and without being sure of that, they lack motivation to develop the potential they know they have to do great things.

For that reason I think that John, Andrew, Nicholas, Tony, and Paul seem the most likely to succeed at this point in terms of achieving personal and professional happiness, mostly because they have clear goals that they are working hard to reach.  Everyone else seems to be stalled at this point, either underachieving or just marking time, whether by deliberate choice or not.

John and Andrew (studying law at Oxford and Cambridge) may or may not end up being happy.  Although they clearly have strong work ethics, they are riding the conveyor belt that Charles so astutely identified.  A high-income career in law is the logical, inevitable outcome of their hard work, but unlike Nicholas and Tony, neither John nor Andrew seems to have “dreamed” of a career in law.  “Happiness” as a goal doesn’t seem to be part of their plan—at least, not the idea of deriving happiness from their careers.

Nicholas and Tony, on the other hand, are pursuing clear goals, dreams they’ve had since childhood and which, therefore, are strongly integrated with their personal identities.  And although Paul’s trade as a bricklayer was not a childhood dream, he truly enjoys the work itself, he’s good at it, he’s had some recognition and success on the job (being made junior partner), and he derives intrinsic satisfaction from creating something of substance that leaves a mark on the world.

Everyone else seems to be searching, and they don’t even seem to know what they’re searching for.  Maybe that fact is the primary source of my problem in trying to write a coherent post about this film: the subjects themselves are ambiguous, amorphous, inchoate.  I know these aren’t quite the right words.  But the people I see in this film are very unfixed, in an unstable, constantly shifting state like water moving between the forms of frozen, liquid, and steam.  You can even see this in the way I referred to them in writing this post, sometimes as “the children,” sometimes as “young adults,” sometimes as “the subjects,” and maybe even as “participants.”  But never have I referred to them as “men” and “women,” I don’t think.

I had forgotten before watching and thinking about this film what an exciting, frightening, confusing age 21 is.  How if feels to be poised in awkward suspension between familiar past and unfathomable future.  The subjects of 21 Up are human beings on the “verge” of their lives.

No longer children, but not yet really adults, either.

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A walking tour of the Milwaukee River’s bridge houses

Two weeks ago I posted about getting stopped at the Wisconsin Avenue drawbridge in downtown Milwaukee.  I was able to illustrate that blog post with two photographs of bridge houses that I found online, but those were basically the ONLY photos I could find online.

Milwaukee’s bridge houses are so full of character that I thought it was a shame not to include some of them.  I promised to follow up with photos in a later post, so this morning I took a walk along Milwaukee’s Riverwalk and snapped several pictures with my own camera.

Here’s a map of the Milwaukee River for reference.

The Milwaukee River is the vertical blue strip.  I started at the farthest south bridge in downtown proper, the Clybourn Street Bridge.  Clybourn is the first street north of the strip of freeway (I-94/I-794) running horizontally across the map.  See it?  Okay, so I’m going to walk north from Clybourn and document the bridge houses all the way up to my favorite pair of bridge houses on the Cherry Street Bridge.  The Cherry Street Bridge is the diagonal line across the Milwaukee River right where it starts to bend to the east, just under the words “To Bronzeville.”

Here is the Clybourn Street bridge house.  Note the bell up inside the alcove.  Most (and probably all) of the bridge houses have bells.

Clybourn Street bridge house

Below is the Michigan Street bridge houseMichigan Street bridge house

Next, the Wisconsin Avenue bridge house.  This is the bridge where I was stopped for river traffic to pass two weeks ago.

Wisconsin Avenue bridge house

The next bridge north of Wisconsin Avenue is the Wells Street bridge.  This picture is taken from Wisconsin Avenue looking north.  The Wells Street bridge house is in the center of the picture, on the lefthand side of the bridge.

Wells Street bridge house (from Wisconsin Avenue looking north)

The Wells Street bridge house is kind of a nothing, in my opinion.  Here’s a second view, below.  I don’t care for the Chippendale thing that frames the bell on top.

Well Street bridge house (2)

On closer examination, though, I guess the dentilwork on the cornice may be meant to echo the pediment of the old Milwaukee Electric Railway & Light Co. building, now the Milwaukee Rep’s Quadracci Powerhouse Theater.  Click on the first photo above (the one with the red telephone booth) to isolate the photo itself from the blog text, and then click on the photo again to enlarge it.  See the classical brick building across the river from the bridge house, to the right?  Its cornice and triangular pediment seem to be trimmed with a similar row of blocks.

The next bridge north of Wells Street is Kilbourn Avenue.  The Kilbourn Avenue bridge has four bridge houses, one at each corner.  You can see three in the first photo below, and the fourth in the second.  These bridge houses look like fortresses to me, which is a good thing in case the theatre district ever needs defending 🙂

Kilbourn Avenue bridge houses

Kilbourn Avenue bridge houses (2)

Next is the State Street bridge.  Like the Cherry Street bridge (still to come), the State Street bridge has two bridge houses kitty-corner from each other (Milwaukee-speak for catercorner, or catty-corner, i.e., across from each other diagonally).

State Street bridge house

State Street bridge house (2)

The next bridge north is Juneau Avenue, which just recently reopened to traffic after being updated.  Its bridge house is below.

Juneau Avenue bridge house

If the quality of the Juneau Avenue photo seems different from the other photos in this post, that’s because I took that picture today with my iPod Touch.  In yesterday’s post—in other words, the whole rest of this post except these two paragraphs—I wrote: “I skipped McKinley, which is a new bridge built since the old freeway spur was torn down.  I don’t think it has a bridge house (but I’ll double check next time I cross it).”

Guess what?  McKinley Avenue does have a bridge house.  It’s the one I identified in yesterday’s post as the Juneau Avenue bridge house.  I walked right past the Juneau Avenue bridge house yesterday, and even smiled a hello to the city workers who were cleaning/painting it, but didn’t recognize that I was looking STRAIGHT AT the Juneau Avenue bridge house because of the maintenance being done.  I saw the workers and didn’t notice the building!  Anyway, this afternoon when I drove across the McKinley Avenue bridge looking to see if it had a bridge house, I realized immediately what I’d done.

So here is the McKinley Avenue bridge house, now correctly identified 🙂

Juneau Avenue bridge house

Which brings us, at last, to Cherry Street and my favorite pair of bridge houses.  According to the dedication plaque, the Cherry Street bridge houses date from 1940, but don’t they look very Art Deco?

Cherry Street bridge house

Cherry Street bridge dedication

The Cherry Street bridge house has both horns and a bell.

Cherry Street bridge house horns and bell

I love this whimsical “frame” for the discharge pipes across the way.

Whimsical view from the Cherry Street bridge

This part of the old bascule bridges freaks me out a little: the “pavement” is a see-through metal grid.  Can you make out the Milwaukee River down below the street?

Looking down to the river through the Cherry Street bridge

And finally, one last look at the Cherry Street bridge house from the other side of the river, looking back toward downtown, although at a slightly westward angle (see the map above).

Cherry Street bridge house from across the river

I guess both the Cherry Street bridge and its bridge house are showing their age and looking a little tired.  But they are still beautiful to me!

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Watching the “Up” Series (#2, 7 Plus Seven)

This weekend I watched the second film in the “Up” series, 7 Plus Seven.  Last week I watched (and wrote this blog post about) the first film, Seven Up.  Six more films to go on my way to 56 Up, the most recent film in the series, released less than two weeks ago on DVD in the U.S.

Actually, even though the DVD case lists the first film as Seven Up, I think the first film’s title originally ended with an exclamation mark: Seven Up!  I’m also guessing that title came from a game we used to play in elementary school called “Seven Up!”  I remember absolutely nothing about that game except that I think it involved us putting our heads down on our desks while (seven?) kids walked around and each tapped someone on the shoulder or head.  The object was for us to guess who tapped us.  At some point (when the tapping had been completed?) someone said “seven up!” loudly, which I think was the signal to lift our heads up and begin the guessing process.  I also vaguely recall that you could cheat by looking at people’s shoes 🙂  Hmmm, now I wonder if that was the point of this game: to help the teacher identify “cheaters.”

Anyway, while the first film in the “Up” series introduces us to several seven-year-old children, the second film, 7 Plus Seven, reconnects us with those same children at age 14.  In a collection of interviews with the narrator/director, Michael Apted, the now-teenagers talk about school, their futures, and their feelings about money, social issues, etc.  It’s interesting to see how the children have grown and changed.  And it’s also interesting to get a feel for what was happening in England politically and socially at the time 7 Plus Seven was filmed.

There’s a fair amount of talk about strikes, for example.  Should people be allowed to strike, what should be done about strikes, etc.  I did a little background reading and found that toward the end of the 1960s and on through the 1970s, Britain’s economy was in bad shape.  The Labour Party had control of Parliament under Harold Wilson 1964–1970, a period perfectly bookended by the first and second “Up” films, coincidentally.  In 1967 the British government was forced to devalue the pound.  Trade unions began to strike.  Eventually a strike by coal miners caused the government to institute a “three-day week” (January–March 1974), which limited commercial users of electricity to three days of consumption per week.  According to Wikipedia, by 1975 a million people were unemployed, and by 1978 that number had risen to 1.5 million.

The three affluent Kensington schoolboys are now students at the very same prep schools they had predicted attending when they were seven years old.  In their interview (all three of them conducted together, just as when they were seven), the 14-year-old boys talk about the strikes in political/philosophical terms, at a detached remove almost as if they were analyzing the subject in a classroom discussion.

John, who seems quite well informed and plans a career in politics (he describes himself as “ambitious” for “power” in response to Apted’s questioning), declares that strikes should be illegal.  Charles then remarks that if that were the case, workers would be deprived of their democratic right to strike.  John comes back with an analogy that seems unassailable on its surface, saying that when you put people in prison you’re also depriving them of their rights, his point being that it is sometimes legitimate for people to be deprived of their rights in a democracy.  Charles doesn’t respond.

As a teacher, I didn’t like what I saw happening in this exchange.  Charles voiced a thoughtful opinion—different and somehow more complex than anything any of the film’s other teens had put forth on the topic.  No one else connects the strikes with “democracy” and “rights.”  The other 14-year-olds all talk about the strikes in terms of “greed” and “money,” “rich” and “poor.”  What I didn’t like seeing as a teacher was that, as Charles appeared to be carefully walking through the articulation of his rather insightful idea, suddenly what had appeared to be a low-stakes forum for expressing opinions instead turned out to be a debate that he was not expecting.  Although John’s manner is polite, his tone is condescending, and everything about his statement seems aimed at shutting Charles down.  I admired John’s quick, resourceful rebuttal, but the teacher in me was itching to help Charles out all the same by challenging John to support his assertion that workers on strike were the same as convicted criminals.  Just so Charles could have a little breathing space to collect his thoughts and prepare a comeback 🙂

Meanwhile, the three girls from the East End also touch on strikes in their interviews.  When the subject arises, Lynn volunteers tersely that her mom went out on strike.  She doesn’t elaborate, and the other girls don’t pursue the topic.  Instead they voice supportive murmurs as a way to acknowledge and confirm their acceptance of what Lynn has said.

Lynn was the girl who at age seven declared that she wanted to work at Woolworth’s when she grew up.  Now, at age 14, she goes to a grammar school, and she seems somewhat defensive to me throughout the 7 Plus Seven interview.  Seated between Jackie and Sue, she keeps legs crossed, her hands wrapped around her knees, and her eyes cast downward most of the time.  Her expression is wary, as though she feels she’s being judged and anticipates an attack.  From whom, I had to wonder?  Jackie and Sue, her former schoolmates, seem to be going out of their way not to offend.

It was all this defensive body language (and conciliatory body language from Jackie and Sue in response) that led me to conclude that Lynn felt self-conscious about the inferiority of her “grammar school” compared with the “comprehensive school” her friends chose to attend.

I was wrong.  I totally do not understand the British education system.  “Public” schools are actually private, for example—very expensive, very exclusive.  To me “grammar” school sounds like it would be equivalent to what we call “elementary” or “grade” school in the U.S.  In fact, I’m sure I’ve heard people in this country refer to schools with kindergarten through fifth or sixth grades as “grammar” schools.  “Comprehensive” school means nothing to me.  I’ve also heard the term “forms” in connection with British education.  I know that forms have something to do with what grade a student is in, but they also seem to be connected with whether or not the student will be taking the “A-level” exam.  I don’t know what that is, either, except it has something to do with students going on to college (or going on to “university,” as they say in England).  Perhaps something akin to the ACT and SAT tests in the United States?

So, without knowing what “grammar” school was, I thought Lynn’s grammar school must be some sort of vocational training.  That’s what it looks like to me.  Footage of Lynn in school shows her in a large, industrial-kitchen sort of space.  She and her classmates are watching their teacher, who stands at a stove stirring a pot and emphasizing that a wooden spoon should be used to minimize noise.  As Jackie and Sue talk in the interview about how nice the new comprehensive school is and how girls do metal and wood work and boys do “cook work” classes, Lynn says (somewhat defensively, I thought again), that she doubts many girls at the grammar school would be interested in a woodworking class.  Lynn’s whole manner suggests sour grapes to me, like she believes the comprehensive school to be better than her grammar school and is trying to diminish its attractiveness by dismissing the desirability of woodworking.

But I just looked up grammar and comprehensive schools, and apparently England’s grammar schools are more selective and place greater emphasis on academics than the comprehensive schools.  So why do we see Lynn watching a cooking demonstration at her school?  I’m still confused.

Interestingly, also, despite the allusion to equal opportunity for girls hinted at in the reference to woodworking classes at school, the interviewer (Apted) says to the three girls that “there is a danger” they’ll get married, have children, “and then be stuck at home.”  The implication being that their futures will involve either career or children . . . but not both.  And apparently that marriage and children constitute a prison.  The boys are not asked to consider their futures in such either/or terms.

Over to Neil and Peter, the two boys from Liverpool.  Peter doesn’t make a strong impression on me at age 14.  He seems happy, secure, ordinary.  Although he beats Neil at chess, he exults only a teeny bit (“Watch this,” he says, moving his chess piece into position.  “Checkmate!”) and refrains from gloating.  Which is nice, because Neil looks crestfallen and a bit stunned by his sudden loss.

Neil was the one I remembered from 49 Up as having struggled with mental illness and homelessness as an adult.  As a seven-year-old he was cheerful, bright-eyed, and irrepressible.  Now as a 14-year-old Neil seems more reserved, and maybe a little weary and beaten down.  There is increased competition at school now that he is older, and he has to study all the time to keep up with the leaders.  “I never have the time to relax at all,” he says.  Ominous foreshadowing?

Tony, the aspiring jockey from London’s East End, is already working with horses at Epsom.  What if being a jockey doesn’t work out, the interviewer wants to know.  His dad will be disappointed, says Tony.  If he can’t be a jockey, he says, he’d like to be a taxi driver.  (Which, in fact, was the very thing he turned out to do for a living in 49 Up.)

Bruce was the son of a missionary [UPDATE: I just read an article saying that his father was a soldier; the rest of this paragraph may help explain how I formed the impression that he was a missionary] stationed in Rhodesia.  In Seven Up Bruce was living in a rather scary boarding school, with a little martinet of an older student leading calisthenics-slash-military drills and kicking boys who got out of line (literally “out of line,” because the boys were supposed to be standing in a line, so maybe that’s where we get the expression :)).  Bruce retains his gentle, dreamy manner in 7 Plus Seven.  There’s an expression I’ve picked up from watching British television imports (BBC, ITV shows, etc.) to describe a person who emanates a certain quality.  Often characters will say of someone that he is “incandescent” with rage, intelligence, whatever.  Well, Bruce is incandescent with goodness.  So kind, so sweet, so accepting of everyone.  He never has an unpleasant word to say about anything, including the boarding school he lived in during Seven Up.  Anything that isn’t positive, he at least phrases in the most diplomatic manner possible.

Suzy, who at age seven had never met a person of color and didn’t think she’d ever care to, thank you very much, now lives on her father’s 4,000 acre estate in Scotland.  Her interview takes place outdoors, on a lawn bordered with flowers, and I have to admit I lost track of most of her responses because I was so preoccupied with the life-and-death drama unfolding behind her as she talked.  First a rabbit hops out from a flower bed behind her.  It’s in the background, just a blurry object moving about beyond Suzy’s head.  Then her dog, Max, rushes into the picture to pounce on it, and the camera racks focus to frame Max as he brings the rabbit’s dead body over close to where Suzy sits.  Suzy informs Max he is disgusting, but she remains unruffled by what has just happened, telling the interviewer that the rabbit is not as bad as when her dog catches birds and she can’t get to them to kill them (to end their suffering).  She seems to have a toughness about death that goes with rural life, saying that most people “aren’t up to” the job of killing wounded animals.

The two boys who lived in the charity-run children’s home in Seven Up no longer do.

Paul (the boy who plaintively asked “What does university mean?” in Seven Up) is now living in Australia.  He doesn’t get as much screen time as most of the other kids in 7 Plus Seven.  We see him riding his bike home from school to his nice house in a suburban-looking neighborhood.  Then we see him riding a pony in a field.  Through a voiceover, he talks about how he wanted to be a physical education teacher until he found out you had to go to college to do that.  Now he doesn’t know what he wants to do.  Seems like a normal, active teenager to me.

Symon, the only non-white child in the series, is interviewed at length in what appears to be his kitchen.  He is living with his mom now, and I can’t decide whether he is on the verge of tears during his interview or not.  He is very thoughtful, soft-spoken, articulate.  Several times he talks about things that sound as if they might trouble him, and he looks like he’s going to cry, but then he smiles and I second-guess my impressions.  Symon says he’s happy to be with his mom, but in some ways he was happier at the children’s home, where everyone was his friend and he had everything he needed.

In response to the interviewer’s apparent question about travel, Symon recounts several local places he was taken on outings when he lived at the children’s home.  Other 7 Plus Seven participants answered the same question with one-word identifications of countries and tourist locales (Spain, France, Majorca, Casablanca).  Not only was I struck by the contrast between these exotic destinations and Symon’s field-trip type outings, but I also found it interesting that Symon would remember and list all the places he visited by their specific names.

At another point, the interviewer has apparently asked everyone whether they get an allowance, how much, and what they spend it on.  Symon says his mom gives him a pound a week but has usually taken 10 bob back by the middle of the week.  “I save the other 10 bob as much as possible,” he says.

I think that’s everyone but Nicholas, the boy from a small Yorkshire village.  Nick has won a scholarship to a Yorkshire boarding school, and he says he’s happy with the arrangement.  He wouldn’t want to be at school all the time, nor would he want to be on the farm all the time.  At one point the interviewer asks Nick if he wants to take up farming.  “No,” says Nick flatly.  “I’m not interested in it.  I mean . . . I’m not.  And I said I was interested in physics and chemistry, well I’m not going to do that here.”

Asked if his father wanted to do farming, Nick says, “I don’t think he really wanted to but he got stuck with it.”  He suspects that his grandfather wanted his father to be a farmer, but Nick doesn’t think his own father wants that for him.  If his youngest brother, “the deaf one,” as Nick refers to him, can’t do anything else, maybe he could run a farm.

Nick is interviewed outside, sitting on the grass at his family’s farm.  He spends most of his interview with his crossed arms resting on his knees, which he has drawn up against his chest.  His head is buried within the circle of his arms, behind his knees.  Seldom does he raise his head to make even minimal eye contact with the interviewer.  He answers the interviewer’s questions but seems (to me) miserable, self-conscious, defensive, and grudging in his replies.

Painful, painful to watch.  I feel like a voyeur prying into these young people’s lives.  And writing about my impressions of their interviews here in my blog is a completely different experience than I thought it would be.  The “Up” children are real people, not movie characters.  Talking about someone who actually lives and breathes in the world is not the same as analyzing a purely fictitious character.

Interestingly, I didn’t feel so queasy when I watched 49 Up several years ago.  Maybe it’s because in 49 Up, everyone was an adult.  Even watching Seven Up last week I didn’t feel so uneasy.  At age seven, all the children seemed open and unaware of themselves, and it didn’t occur to me that we shouldn’t be asking them such personal questions.  In fact, last week, questions like “Do you have a girlfriend?” didn’t seem very personal at all.  Now, though, in 7 Plus Seven, the participants are all quite self-aware, very conscious of themselves and of how others may view them.

And even at 14, they are still children.  I am hyper-conscious of how young they are.  Are these documentary films exploiting them?  And if so, does my own decision to view and comment on the films make me complicit?

Despite my discomfort, I do intend to keep on with my plan to view all of the “Up” series films this summer, one every weekend for the next several weeks.  I’ll write about my reactions as planned, too.  But I have no idea what to expect from the experience.

I was originally inspired to watch the entire series in order by a quote I ran across some time ago, taken from a 1998 review of the “Up” documentary films written by the late Roger Ebert:

They . . . strike me as an inspired, even noble, use of the film medium.  No other art form can capture so well the look in an eye, the feeling in an expression, the thoughts that go unspoken between the words.  To look at these films, as I have every seven years, is to meditate on the astonishing fact that man is the only animal that knows it lives in time.

I guess what I expected from watching the “Up” films was that I’d gain insights into how people age and discover who they are growing up.  Sort of an academic exercise in the field of psychology or sociology, a longitudinal study following a group of subjects over a period of decades.  But now that I’m into the “project,” I don’t feel like a researcher after all.

I feel . . . more like a protective parent.

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Watching the “Up” Series (#1, Seven Up)

Several years ago, in one of those serendipitous moments that can occur only in the physical world (i.e., not online),  I stumbled across a film in the documentary section of a Blockbuster video store, 49 Up.  I realized at once that this movie must be part of the “Seven Up” documentary series I’d vaguely heard of before.

In 1964, twenty seven-year-old children in England were profiled/interviewed in a  television series called “World in Action” for Britain’s Granada Television.  Taking its cue from the Jesuit saying, “Give me a child until he is seven and I will give you the man,” the show selected its interview subjects from a variety of socioeconomic circumstances.

“Why do we bring these children together?” asks the narrator rhetorically.  “Because we want to get a glimpse of England in the year 2000.  The shop steward and the executive of the year 2000 are now seven years old.”

The most recent film in the series, 56 Up, was broadcast on British television a year ago.  I’ve been waiting impatiently since then to view it in the U.S., and when it was finally released on DVD here last week, I decided to purchase the boxed set of all eight movies.  Currently priced at $37.99 on Amazon, the entire set together is an excellent deal.

So this past weekend I watched the first film in the series, 1964’s Seven Up.  I wasn’t viewing it through completely new eyes, though, because remember I’d already watched the seventh film, 49 Up, a few years ago after finding it at Blockbuster.  Even though I don’t recall many details from 49 Up, my perceptions of the original film this weekend were definitely informed by my previous viewing.

For example, one of the children, Nicholas Hitchon, lived on a farm in rural Yorkshire in 1964.  By 49 Up he was a professor at the University of Wisconsin, which is in Madison about a 90-minute drive away from my home in Milwaukee.  I remember feeling a little sad for Nick in 49 Up and identifying a bit with some of the choices he had made in life.  In his Madison home, Nick had created a “Yorkshire room” filled with things to remind him of the beautiful countryside of his childhood . . . which he’d had to leave behind in order to become a scientist (a desire that is evident even in the very first film, I see now).

All of us have faced difficult choices like this, but the stark contrast between the life one actually lives and other possible lives one could have chosen instead is something I wasn’t fully conscious of until watching the 49 Up interview with Nick.  To me it seemed very tragic that Nick is a Yorkshire boy who cannot live in Yorkshire.  Being true to his intellectual self required giving up an equally true part of himself.

In Seven Up young Nick seems very self-possessed.  I got a particular kick out of one of his responses.  When the interviewer asks him (as he did all the children) if he has a girlfriend, Nick seems a little nonplussed at first but quickly recovers, retorting something like, “I don’t answer that sort of question.”

Tony Walker, a London taxi driver in 49 Up, was a scrappy little kid from London’s East End in Seven Up.  I recall liking Tony a lot in 49 Up.  He and his wife, also a taxi driver, seemed very practical and down to earth.  They had a second home in Spain, were very family oriented, and in some ways struck me as being happiest of anyone in the series with their lot in life.  By “happiest” I mean that they seemed (to me, at least, viewing everyone’s lives at great distance of both time and space) not merely content with their lives but actually very engaged in living their lives with deliberate joy.

The other person I remembered well from 49 Up is Neil Hughes.  All of the “Up” films review each person’s life via clips from the previous films in order to bring the audience up to date and ensure that each film becomes a standalone experience for newcomers.  What I recalled from 49 Up was that Neil had had a very rough go of things in life.  At one point he was homeless, at another living in public housing in an absolutely gorgeous part of Scotland.

So watching Seven Up this past weekend, it was almost painful to see what a bright, articulate little boy Neil had been in the original movie.  “Chipper” is the best word I can think of to describe him.  So cheerful, so quick-witted, so full of life!  I care about Neil, I realize, and am itching to watch 56 Up to see how he is doing today.  But I’ll have to arrive at age 56 by moving through his life at seven-year intervals, because my plan is to watch all eight films in sequence.

I don’t know yet what insights I’ll take away from the series overall, but I anticipate that following several people through their lives, and hearing their own self-reflections every seven years, will prove to be enlightening.  I’m astounded and grateful that the subjects of the Up series have consented to this fairly extreme invasion of their privacy in order to maintain the integrity of the films’ collective purpose.

Just one other observation to share from the original Seven Up film right now.  At one point the interviewer apparently asked the children about their future educational plans.  The trio of boys from a London-area prep school provide detailed responses about the paths they expect their lives will take, identifying by name not only their intended future public schools but also their intended universities (Oxford and Cambridge) and even a specific college within those universities (Trinity).

From these three privileged seven-year-olds, we then cut directly to Paul, one of the two boys living in a charity-run children’s home.  His brow furrows in confusion at the interviewer’s question.

“What does ‘university’ mean?” he asks.

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A pause for river traffic at the Wisconsin Avenue drawbridge

One of the joys of living in a city with a navigable river is encountering its drawbridges.  Around noon yesterday I happened to be two cars back when the Wisconsin Avenue bridge was raised to accommodate one of the larger tour boats.

Wisconsin Avenue bridge

The white, pillared building across the river is the old Gimbels Department Store, where in April of 1945 a duck named “Gertie” laid her eggs and raised her brood atop some of the pilings down along the river.  This was big news at the time, a welcome diversion from the numbing horror of World War II.  The local paper carried daily updates on the unfolding duckling saga for over five weeks.  People lined the bridge along Wisconsin Avenue to catch a glimpse.

Following flooding and fire, Gertie and her ducklings were rescued and placed in one of Gimbels’ large streetside display windows.  According to Wikipedia, over 2 million people paused outside that store window to monitor their progress.  (Milwaukeeans really love their animals.  When I first moved to town, the top newspaper headline for days was about the death of Samson, a much-beloved zoo gorilla.  His taxidermied body resides at the Milwaukee Public Museum, and a bronze-sculpted bust of  his likeness graces the ape house at the Milwaukee County Zoo.)

Eventually the story of Gertie and her brood was immortalized in print, published first by the Milwaukee Journal and later by Rinehart in New York.

About fifty years later, a statue followed.

Gertie the Duck by sculpter Gendolyn Gillen (via Wikipedia)

The Milwaukee River runs south through the heart of Milwaukee’s downtown.  It flows into the inner harbor just below the Third Ward, an old warehouse district now reborn as a hipster center of New Urbanism.  From there boats can either move all the way out to Lake Michigan or stay inside the breakwaters of the outer harbor.  (Milwaukee grew up around the natural inner harbor formed by the confluence of three rivers: the Milwaukee River, the Menomonee River, and the Kinnickinnic River.  The artificial outer harbor was built in the early twentieth century with additional channel dredging and a series of breakwaters.)

I’ve had to pause for drawbridge openings on downtown streets pretty often during the thirty-odd years I’ve lived in Milwaukee.  For several years now the city has been replacing the old bridges that split in the center with newer vertical-lift bridges that rise straight up in one piece, like the one shown in the photo above on Wisconsin Avenue.

Too bad, in a way.  I thought the old bascule bridges were picturesque.  And, really, what is a drawbridge if it doesn’t swing open that way.  The Blues Brothers made the East 95th Street Bridge in Chicago famous when they did an Evel Knievel-style jump from one ramp of that drawbridge to the other across the open gap.  Roger Moore’s final James Bond movie, A View to a Kill, used a similar stunt in a chase scene.  All the romance is gone now😂

Milwaukee’s bridge houses, at least, are still around.  Every drawbridge once needed an operator, and every operator needed a place to work from.  Are operators still required every time a bridge opens?  I don’t know, but I’ve never personally seen anyone inside them.  Although some (if not all) of the bridge houses have been “updated” or replaced for the modern era, every drawbridge does still need a bridge house to hold the “works.”  And the Milwaukee River has some very cool, unique-looking bridge houses downtown.

Wisconsin Avenue bridge house, looking north (via Wikipedia)

Pleasant Street bridge house, before bridge reconstruction (via City of Milwaukee)

Huh.  I’ve been trying to find online images of Milwaukee River bridge houses I could share, but there really aren’t any.  So that can be a project for me this summer, to photograph some of my favorite bridge houses and post again later.  (UPDATE: I did do this in a post about two weeks later.  Here is the link to “A walking tour of the Milwaukee River’s bridge houses.”)

Meanwhile, here is the second photo I took from my car yesterday.  It may be hard for you to make it out amid all the other busy details (railings, buildings), but you can see the boat (it’s pretty long, as well as tall) heading south on the river.

Tour boat heading toward Lake Michigan

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Watch the Book Trailer for ALL GOD’S CHILDREN

I have to share this book trailer for my friend Anna Schmidt’s next novel, due out in September, I believe. Her publisher has created an promotional video that I think really lives up to the content of Anna’s novel. If you enjoy reading Christian/inspirational, romantic, or historical fiction (in this case WWII), Anna’s book may be right up your alley.

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Woody Allen on filmmaking as therapy

Great article about Woody Allen in yesterday’s Wall Street Journal Magazine.  In a post I wrote on “Creativity and the importance of routine” last year, I mentioned Allen as an example of someone who shows up every day and does the work.  As a result of his very disciplined routine, Allen has managed to put out 48 films over the span of his entire career and a new film every single year for the last thirty years.

In yesterday’s interview, Allen offers this interesting insight on his work ethic and prolific creative output:

You know in a mental institution they sometimes give a person some clay or some basket weaving?  It’s the therapy of moviemaking that has been good in my life.  If you don’t work, it’s unhealthy—for me, particularly unhealthy.  I could sit here suffering from morbid introspection, ruing my mortality, being anxious.  But it’s very therapeutic to get up and think, Can I get this actor; does my third act work?  All these solvable problems that are delightful puzzles, as opposed to the great puzzles of life that are unsolvable, or that have very bad solutions.  So I get pleasure from doing this.  It’s my version of basket weaving.

You can read the entire article here.

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Pixar’s “The Blue Umbrella” is cinematic poetry. “Monsters University” is fun, too.

This past weekend my younger daughter and I continued our longstanding tradition of catching Pixar’s new release on its opening weekend.

Monsters University was a lot of fun.  Not completely on a par with the studio’s finest hits, but really nothing wrong with it, either.  Very enjoyable, with many nods to the original film, Monsters, Inc.,  as well as to university culture and Greek life.

I love Mike Wazowski, the one-eyed, green ball of a monster voiced by Billy Crystal.  He is such an enthusiastic, can-do little guy.  And resilient—oh, my goodness, is he resilient!  (SPOILER ALERT: the rest of this paragraph alludes to the movie’s conclusion.)  When Mike is kicked out of the “scarer” program, it looks like the end of his lifelong dream of working on the “scare” floor.  But there’s more than one way to skin a cat, and the mailroom is hiring at the Monsters, Inc., utility company.  It’s truly heartwarming and inspirational to track Sully and Mike’s joint career trajectory via the photos and awards taped to the inside of Mike’s locker at the movie’s end.

Speaking of the end, though, don’t bother sticking around for the post-credit epilogue this time.  My daughter and I were the only people left in the theater (except for uniformed teenagers with mops and garbage bags) by the time all nine billion Pixar/Disney employees’ names had finished rolling.  What a letdown:  The snail from the first day of school earlier in the film finally made it to class, only to be told by the janitor mopping the floor that the year had ended.  Come to think of it, watching that postscript surrounded by people waiting to clean up made me feel a bit like a tardy snail myself.

For me, the best part of our trip to the movies last weekend was unquestionably The Blue Umbrella.

Pixar always runs a new animated short immediately ahead of its feature.  The Blue Umbrella is the story of . . . a blue umbrella (guess you saw that one coming) . . . that falls for a red umbrella amidst a sea of black umbrellas crowded together under a downpour on a nighttime city street.  When the surging crowds and gusts of wind threaten to separate the two shy characters, friendly inanimate objects exert their own powers to help throw them together once more.

The Blue Umbrella‘s story reminds me of one of the best short films ever, The Red Balloon (1956).  

That beautiful movie, which won an Academy Award for its screenplay, is sweet and naïve, yet full of truth and insight about what is ugly and what is good in life.  And it’s so uplifiting (literally :)) at the end, when all the balloons in Paris join together to right the wrong that has been done.

Like The Red Balloon, The Blue Umbrella contains no dialogue.  Well, The Red Balloon  contains one word, as I recall.  The Blue Umbrella has no words, just background sounds of rain, city noises like traffic signals and car horns, and an absolutely perfect musical score featuring the singing voice of Sarah Jaffee.  Here is a clip via The Wall Street Journal (sadly, minus the singing voice of Sarah Jaffee).

 

In addition to the lovely story, what I find most impressive about The Blue Umbrella is its animation.  Like other Pixar films, this short film is computer-animated.  Again:  The entire film is computer-animated, ALL of it!!!!  Take a look at the movie still below to see why that statement requires so many exclamation points.

The city scenes are rendered so incredibly realistically that my daughter was convinced that much of the film’s background footage (rain-slick pavement, etc.) was actually live-action, with the two animated umbrellas and the animated “faces” on traffic signals and buildings merely superimposed over it.

With The Blue Umbrella, Pixar takes animation into a new realm.  It is exciting (although a little scary, maybe?) to see the line between real and not-real images so unequivocally erased.

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Jessica’s Wednesday Poem Club: What is the Meaning of a Jar Placed in the Woods, If No One Is There to See It?

For today’s post, especially if you enjoy poetry, head over to the “Wednesday Poem Club” hosted by my friend and fellow-blogger, Jessica Slavin. I was planning just to leave a quick comment on the Wallace Stevens poem “Anecdote of the Jar,” but then wrote so much that I decided it should count as a post on my blog, too!

(On August 6, 2021: Several people have visited this page in the last few days, and I don’t think whatever link I had originally used is live anymore. So I just now found Jessica’s blog post again online. Here’s a link to its new location: https://sett.com/likeanapple/uid/118178)

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Waiting for Sherlock

I love the BBC One Sherlock Holmes series, starring Benedict Cumberbatch as Sherlock and Martin Freeman as Dr. John Watson.  Have you seen it?  Arthur Conan Doyle’s famous sleuth now carries a smartphone, and his good friend Dr. Watson publishes accounts of Sherlock’s exploits on a blog.

The series’ opening-credits sequence is especially well done.  The use of tilt-shift photography makes London appear in miniature, as if it’s Sherlock’s game board.  Nice touch.

And thank goodness for subtitles!  With the first two seasons available on DVD, I can finally understand what the super-fast-talking, English-accented main characters are saying and thus actually have a clue what’s going on.

Each season has three episodes, meaning there are six of these hip, smartly-written, and brilliantly acted Sherlock stories so far.  Although thoroughly updated for the 21st century, all have titles and plots that are clever twists on actual Conan Doyle tales.

For example, the series’ first episode, “A Study in Pink,” not only cleverly spins out the title of the first Sherlock tale, “A Study in Scarlet,” but it also introduces Holmes and Watson in the same manner as Conan Doyle’s original.  And it features the mysterious word “RACHE” written by the dying murder victim, except now it’s a password as well as a person’s name.  We even have an incompetent member of the police force postulating that it’s the German word for “revenge.”

While we’re on the subject of the police force, I have to mention that I love how this series makes Lestrade a competent, likable guy, yet retains Conan Doyle’s apparent low regard for the police by introducing a few unsympathetic lower-level officers to despise and make idiots of.

There are many other fun references planted for Holmes fans to discover.  Like, for instance, the five Greenwich pips that pay homage to “The Five Orange Pips” in the third episode of Season One, “The Great Game.”  And although today’s Sherlock does not smoke a pipe, he is a “recovering” cigarette addict who savors secondhand smoke and wears a nicotine patch on his arm (or occasionally multiples, for mentally wrestling with cases that pose a “three-patch problem”).

Every time I re-watch one of these episodes, I find something new to enjoy.  But I want MORE!  I want new episodes.

And it looks like I’ll have to keep waiting for them . . . because Season Three (or “Series 3,” as they seem to call it in England) will probably not air until next January.  The show’s stars have unfortunately become so successful (well, fortunately for them :)) that their availability for the three-episode Sherlock shoot has to be worked around their other commitments.

Major bummer.

Meanwhile, because I finally figured out how to embed YouTube clips in my blog, I thought I’d share this funny clip of a Benedict Cumberbatch/Chris Pine interview from BBC One’s “The Graham Norton Show,” a program billed this way on the BBC One website: “Graham Norton presents a show focusing on the people, trends, stories and aspects of celebrity culture that interest him most, featuring trademark Norton comedy monologues and celebrity chat.”

Here watch Benedict Cumberbatch and then Chris Pine run up into the audience to embrace the Cumberb*tches and Pine Nuts who’ve traveled great distances to see them.  Graham Norton is hilarious, and both actors seem awfully good sports.

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