I gave a bit of background to these cine films from the 1960s in an earlier post. Quite a lot of my earlier life was documented on film and my parents made quite a few short films as well. Usually funny, sometimes dramatic, but always short, snappily edited and interesting. The whirr of the cine camera is a strong childhood memory, as is the sight of my parents holding the developed reels up to the light to find edit points, cutting the footage ruthlessly and using a small contraption and sticky tape to stitch the edited film together.

I put a couple of these on YouTube a few years ago but over the past few weeks and this morning, I retitled them and freshened up the music. The films above all give a flavour of what my parents got up to when they weren’t working, and what I got dragged in to from an early age. ‘Dragged in to’ sounds as if it was a chore. Of course it wasn’t any such thing. In ‘Hats, How Are Ye?’ I was obviously too young to know what was going on. In most of the others (yet to be posted) I was a willing participant. I quite liked getting dressed up, acting in front of a camera and being part of a family project. Sure, what else would I be doing on a Sunday afternoon?

 

 

 

I didn’t really enjoy the this next one, to be honest. Someone had told me that being in a forest during a thunderstorm was dangerous. And, hey, guess what: part of ‘They Were Chaste’ was shot in Killiney Hill Wood during a thunderstorm. So, the scene of me (yes, that’s me in a wig, wearing a dress) crying, was me actually crying, in a state of terror. My mum, as a drama teacher, was always on the look out for conviction and authenticity in acting. So, she found it impossible to resist including that scene in the finished product.

 

 

Cine films from the 1960s (Part 2)