The partnership of Ealing
Studios and Alec Guinness is enough to make any vintage film fan come over all
unnecessary. Top of the tree has to be
‘Kind Hearts and Coronets’, closely followed by ‘The Lavender Hill Mob’ – both
deserving of that overused tag “classic”.
In third place is the rather less well known ‘The Man in the White Suit’
(1951). But it is no less a film,
despite being in the shadow of the other two.
The casting, led by Guinness and Joan Greenwood, is sublime and the
storyline is, as always with Ealing, slightly subversive. That’s what I like about these films,
underneath the gentle fun a certain something ripples along. You can ignore it if you wish and take the
film at face value and not have your enjoyment in any way diminished. Or you can pick up on it and spend a
pleasurable half hour trying to fathom out what it is telling us about post-war
Britain .
The thing that I find
fascinating about ‘The Man in the White Suit’ is that it was released in
1951. This is the same year that that
now almost mythical event, the Festival of Britain, took place. I must confess to getting myself a bit caught
up in the romance that was and has been spun about this event. From this distance it all looks marvellous –
futuristic (even now), colourful, positive in outlook. The antithesis of us today in our retro doom
and gloom mood. I love the designs
associated with the Festival, from the famous Skylon to the official angular
logo. I’m not alone in viewing it all
with a huge feeling of fondness either.
More than sixty years on it remains in our collective
consciousness. Which must mean that at
the time, the Festival was big news.
Events were scheduled around the country to celebrate and transport was
laid on to the South Bank site. Think of
the hype that surrounded the 2012 Olympics.
It must have been like that, with mentions, discussions and
advertisements in every available media. Look on eBay and you will find a
collector’s paradise of stamps, postcards and commemorative coins which were
produced at the time.
This is why I think that,
despite there being no actual mention of it, the Festival influenced the story
behind ‘The Man in the White Suit.’ It’s
too much of a coincidence that this film examines scientific discovery, while
just a bit further down the Thames people were being invited to explore the
“discovery dome.” And so, I spent that
pleasant half hour fathoming out that the storyline plays Devil’s Advocate.
The Festival was a
Government initiative, planned with the hope of giving the post war recovery
and the country as a whole a boost up.
It aimed to celebrate all that was good about Britain – its natural
resources, illustrious history and the achievements of its people. This included scientific achievement, the
programme guide noting that “…we have done much to found and develop the
sciences of chemistry and physics…the basis for most, if not all of the great
material achievements of the modern world.”
It would appear that Britain was a place where scientists were understood, encouraged and
appreciated, but ‘The Man in the White Suit’ tells a different story. One of a chemist and his thwarted ambitions. Guinness’ character, Sidney, is anything but
understood, encouraged or appreciated.
He has to beg, steal and borrow to do his experiments, and when he
finally discovers a formula for a cloth which repels dirt and will last
forever, he is hounded around the streets of Lancashire. There are two groups of people doing this
chasing – the textile mill owners who wish to suppress the discovery in order
to preserve their profits, and the trade unionist workers, who want to protect
their jobs. At one poignant moment, his
old landlady pulls him up. She is a
slight, kindly little old woman (played by Edie Martin) and she makes a
heartfelt plea: “What about my bit of washing?”
She fears a future where she will have no means of supplementing her
meagre income. This endless chase
demonstrates how they have all gone into a blind panic. Take a step back and you realise that this
fabric is not as threatening as they all seem to think.
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Firstly, the no need to
wash is quite ridiculous, even if the fabric does repel dirt. Would you wear clothes that had never been
washed? I wouldn’t, especially
undergarments! This goes completely
against human nature. Secondly, the trade unionists’ assumption that only one
batch would ever be needed is also very blinkered. The population grows continually. People grow- even adults with that middle-age
spread that we’re all prone to. And then
there is fashion, and our desire for a change of wardrobe now and again. Who on earth would wear the same set of
clothes their entire life? Perhaps there
would be some drop in demand. This is
what worries the mill owners who are trying to buy Sidney off. But to succeed in business you need to go
with the tide and not swim against it.
Ideally, they should be thinking about how to use the situation as a
springboard to diversification.
By portraying this relationship
between science and the employers and workforce, I think that ‘The Man in the
White Suit’ is telling us that we should take the Festival hype with a pinch of
salt. That it’s all very well
celebrating science when our business leaders and workforce refuse to move
forward with it. Science also needs
imagination, and in many quarters this was lacking. History confirms that the
Ealing subversives were not just weaving fiction. Talk of a “brain drain” appears soon after
the end of the war. A document found
online (UK Data Archive Study Number 6099) discusses a “Brain Drain Debate in
the UK c.1950 – 1970”. It tells us:
“Civil servants and
scientific advisers within Whitehall had been aware of scientific migration as
a potential problem since at least the early 1950s.”
The term “brain drain” was
not adopted until the 1960s, at a time when
“…individual scientists invoked the
brain drain in their campaigns for better conditions in the UK…”
This little exploration has confirmed what I
always knew – that Ealing Studios are one of the best resources going for
gauging post-war attitudes in Britain.
They should bring them back to tell 21st Century Britain
where it’s going wrong!
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Ealing Studios are fabulous. I also love, though Guinness isn't it, Passport to Pimlico. One of my all time favourite films. Wasn't Titfield Thunderbolt one of theirs?
ReplyDeleteYes Titfield Thunderbolt was an Ealing...here's my take on it: http://historyusherette.blogspot.co.uk/2013/01/blowing-whistle.html
ReplyDeleteand on Passport to Pimlico :http://historyusherette.blogspot.co.uk/2013/04/our-passport-to-rations.html