Stiff Upper Lips
Alec: We know we really love each other. That's true. That's all that really matters.
Laura: It isn't all that really matters. Other things matter too. Self-respect matters, and decency.
No one has ever asked me about the picture in the banner at the top of this page so I assume everyone knows it comes from the 1945 film Brief Encounter — and those that didn't know couldn't care less what it was. I grew up knowing that film by heart, it was one of those old British movies full of plummy voices, stiff upper lips and dreary tea rooms which the BBC used to show all the time on Sunday afternoons (along with Genevieve, The Way To The Stars, and The Dam Busters) and it's atmosphere of monochrome miserablism was perfectly suited to that post-lunch rainy Sunday dead zone where there was nothing better to do than sit in front of the fire and watch a great old movie.
The picture of England these films painted was of a genteel and polite country which probably only exists today in the minds of ageing Daily Mail readers. It was a place of deference and impeccable manners where the last thing anyone wants to do is cause a scene or, God forbid, get all emotional about something. It's a cliché about us English that we're all a bit reserved and repressed and in Brief Encounter Alec and Laura are like the poster children for stiff English formality, living in a buttoned-up world of afternoon tea and polite chat about trains and library books. When they fall in love it threatens to tear that tidy world apart and they're thrown into a panic by it, Laura in particular is completely discombobulated by her sudden feelings — "I've fallen in love. I'm an ordinary woman. I didn't think such violent things could happen to ordinary people." — and it's heartbreaking to see them try to be sensible and frightfully British about something as irrational and powerful as love.
Before she meets Alec, Laura's life has all the flavour and excitement of a stale British Rail ham sandwich, with a house in the suburbs and a dull husband who looks like he probably goes to bed in the pinstriped suit he wears while doing The Times' crossword puzzle in front of the fire every night. It's the sort of dreary suburban trap that would later be made out to be a soul-destroying hellhole to be escaped at all costs, but Laura is a sensible middle-class housewife and people like her just don't run off with a handsome doctor. Passion and romance might be alright for the French, but she's British! So she does the "decent" thing and gives up Alec even though it tears her apart. At the end of the film it looks like she'll never be happy again, but you know that she'll pull herself together, keep it all bottled up and soldier on making the best of things, hiding her misery behind a polite English exterior. Order must be preserved, emotions must be kept in check, or England and the Empire will crumble.
It's easy to mock (and parody) their frightfully proper manners and old-fashioned English reserve in general, especially in this post-1960s era when we're told it's bad to bottle your feelings up and to let it all hang out, man. But really, don't you wish more people these days would resist the urge to share the almost pornographic details of their inner selves in public and keep the lid on a bit more? And just because the "stuffy" Brit isn't inclined to swing naked from the emotional chandelier doesn't mean they have no feelings, we just find it a little vulgar and juvenile to advertise them to the world in great big neon letters* which is why we get embarrassed in the presence of loud Americans who will insist on talking about their bloody feelings and hugging you all the time. That's when we start looking at our shoes and talking about the weather.
Download: Love Hurts - The Everly Brothers (mp3)
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*Or we used to, I'm sure I'm not the only one who found the national crying jag that took place after the death of Princess Diana a little unseemly at times, especially when people started demanding that the Queen open her heart and let us all cry on her shoulder too as if she was bloody Oprah Winfrey.
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The UK used to keep it buttoned, not anymore. I'm not sure if you're aware of Jade Goody; she was a contestant on Big Brother. Currently she is going through a very public viewing of her terminal cancer. We're heading towards another national crying jag by the looks of things when she dies.
The Grass Is Greener was on on Sunday - posher and funnier version of exactly the same thing.
And Genevieve is still on every bloody week.
Good thing, too.
me and my good lady spent a couple of days last week in Morecambe, staying at the lovely, newly-reopened Midland Hotel and went over to Cranforth, where they filmed much of Brief Encounter - had tea in the Refreshment Room, which was a bit of a thrill!
try pulling your eyelid down as far as it goes...
and then blowing your nose.
Even as a dyed-in-the-wool, buttoned-up, introspective Brit whose upper lip is known for its stiffness, I still have to agree with Don and Phil.
I think Lean laid the middle class morality on a bit thick in Brief Encounter. You only have to watch other female performances in films of that era, such as Kathleen Byron in Black Narcissus or Wendy Hiller in Pygmalion to see that the British were nothing like as repressed as he made out. David Lean's films were all about British middle/upper class codes of behaviour: Lawrence of Arabia, the Colonel on the River Kwai, and Noel Coward's ship's captain in Which We Serve ... (also starring Celia Johnson).
God, I love Kathleen Byron in Black Narcissus. When she puts on the red dress and red lipstick I go all wobbly. Even if she is mad as a hatter.
(But isn't it the repression that's making her crazy?)
Absolutely! And 'Pygmalion' was written by an Irishman.
just revisited this film not a week ago... the melodrama of the soundtrack said everything the characters didn't. lovely film.
"Brief Encounter" remains my all-time favorite film. There's just something about unconsumated love that more interesting...
I would point out that the BFI named it #2 in their list of the best films of the 20th Century, so clearly it's still thought of very highly.
"Before she meets Alec, Laura's life has all the flavour and excitement of a stale British Rail ham sandwich . . ." This is the best thing I've read in a long, long time. Good post, good tunes, but this is exraordinary!
Don't talk to me about the Diana thing...bloody hell.
One of my favourites too, Lee. 'How I wish you were a real friend instead of a gossiping acquaintance.' 'You're angry with me, aen't you?-No, Alec. Just disappointed.'
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