I recently
watched two old films that coincidentally had something in common. The first was an old favourite of mine –
‘What a Carve Up’ (1961) starring Kenneth Connor and Sid James. The second was a hitherto unknown Margaret
Rutherford film called ‘Aunt Clara’ (1954).
Both films concern themselves with rather improbable wills of rich old
men. In ‘Carve Up’ potential
beneficiaries are summoned to a comedy house of horrors. Meanwhile in ‘Aunt Clara’ an innocent old
spinster inherits a chain of shady businesses. Films featuring wills are
undoubtedly popular, especially in the murder mystery genre. Margaret went on to wrangle a few more in the
Miss Marple films of the 1960s. The
consequences of being on the receiving end of a will – or failing to benefit –
are a safe storyline. This is because we
are all interested in the concept of attaining wealth without having to earn
it. These films show that it was just
as true then as it is now.
Margaret Rutherford by @aitchteee |
The idea of
obtaining easy money is something that is explored further in ‘Aunt
Clara’. The businesses that she inherits
an interest in are all concerned with turning effortless profits. Gambling features heavily. Her benefactor leaves her interests in a
crooked greyhound racing kennel, where disguising one dog as another is common
practice. The effect of risk when
betting is thus removed. Another
interest is in a fairground lottery game, easily fixed so that hardly anyone
wins. Then there is the ownership of a busy pub – no need to take any part in
the hard work of running it – just put in a manager and take the profits. These are all a small insight into the seeds
of what we have grown into 60 years on.
Race and sports betting fixing is very much in the headlines, albeit in
a more sophisticated way. We have become a nation obsessed with lotteries –
people play religiously and often gamble their last bit of money, even though
they are aware that the chances of winning anything are virtually nil. Meanwhile, private landlords go around
snapping up properties for no other reason than personal gain, taking no
interest in what it is like to live or work in their buildings. I write as one who works for a charity which
is housed in a privately owned building.
We have no idea who the landlord is, our electric sockets are held on to
the wall by tape, we have no heating and the occasional mouse infestation. We daren’t complain – the rent is all we can
afford and at the first sign of trouble we know we will be turned out. I’m sure it’s not just us that work like
this. We could do with an Aunt Clara to
sort us out.
As a charity
worker, I was also interested in the film scene where the lottery machine was
put to good use. It was wheeled out when a fundraising concert had failed to
produce enough donations. Suddenly, the audience couldn’t dig deep enough into
their pockets and handbags. Things have not got much more sophisticated in the
charity world. Charity remains the perfect excuse and method for getting people
to gamble, and fundraising drives like this take place in community centres
across the land. The only difference now
is that you can do it online as well. We
feel better about something for nothing if a charity benefits. Those of us with consciences, anyway.
Aunt Clara
does her best to make things fairer, but she soon dies and the businesses will
be placed in the hands of the younger generation. A rather downbeat end to the film in more
ways than one.
No comments:
Post a Comment