A Canterbury Tale

A Canterbury Tale

“Well, there are more ways than one of getting close to your ancestors. Follow the old road, and as you walk, think of them and of the old England. They climbed Chillingbourne Hill, just as you. They sweated and paused for breath just as you did today. And when you see the bluebells in the spring and the wild thyme, and the broom and the heather, you’re only seeing what their eyes saw. You ford the same rivers. The same birds are singing. When you lie flat on your back and rest, and watch the clouds sailing, as I often do, you’re so close to those other people, that you can hear the thrumming of the hoofs of their horses, and the sound of the wheels on the road, and their laughter and talk, and the music of the instruments they carried. And when I turn the bend in the road, where they too saw the towers of Canterbury, I feel I’ve only to turn my head, to see them on the road behind me.”

Thomas Colpeper

 

“If pastorals are in some sense timeless, with their characters seeking to free themselves from life’s pressures, they also lend themselves to melancholia when a character’s urge to escape is linked to a tautological loss of the pastoral itself. Due to the void occasioned by pastoral’s absence, one needs now to find it, not quite knowing that this spectral pastoral sensibility is what stirs such longings. The pastoral is always already lost, and so its melancholic absence is both unnoticeable and unendurable.”

Tison Pugh1

 

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Two, every single foot in our films is our own responsibility and nobody else’s. We refuse to be guided or coerced by any influence but our own judgement.

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We hope you will come on in, the water’s fine.

Emeric Pressburger2

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