Old Man River

An odd moving postcard here, consisting of 1935 colour footage of boats and people working on the Thames when it was still a port of global importance. The colours, music and forgotten lives are all strangely moving in a Betjemenesque way. I suppose it's simply the colour, which has an amazing ability to transform distant times into a far more immediate thing. In black and white, everything is history. It's as if we actually imagine those eras to be physically black white and grey. Seeing people go about their daily lives in colour suddenly somehow turns them from history into real people, just like us.