Night Mail

This is a British documentary short about the mail being delivered by the train. It follows the mail from being received and snatched up by the trains. It shows the system as an efficient method manned by hard working people. I don't think that I've ever actually seen someone hangs the mail bags which gets snatched by the train. It's interesting to see these trains close up. It is expertly filmed. The workers are probably not actors which limits any performance. It is still a fascinating time capsule especially for any train lovers.

This film was made by the General Post Office (GPO) an organisation that has seen many manifestations and name changes since 1936. It depicts a near-utopian world populated by chirpy proletarians working through the night to sort and deliver the mail. The technology is ancient, steam trains, hand trolleys, manual sorting. Bags of unsorted letters are hung on the side of the railway line and caught by a mechanical grab as the train passes. Bags of sorted letters are similarly hung out of the train and caught in a net as it flashes by. The impression was given of extreme efficiency but I was struck by the lack of controls. If a bag missed the net, probably no-one ever noticed until it was found months later half-eaten in a field full of sheep along the railway line. The photography was excellent with lots of silhouettes against the night sky. The sound quality in the print I saw was poor but the dialogue given to the plucky workers was clunky anyway and largely not worth hearing. The voice giving the commentary had to be heard to be believed. My favourite character was the manager in a suit who wandered amiably down the train dispensing dubious advice. Some things never change. Night Mail is largely remembered today because of Benjamin Britten's and WH Auden's collaboration on the film but their contribution is limited to a brief section at the end.

The acknowledged leaders of documentary films for more than twenty years beginning in the 1930s were the British. The brilliant foundation English filmmakers' laid down in the 1930s carried over to the 1940s documenting their country's ordeal in World War Two. The famous 'British Documentary Film Movement' was led by one of its more popular early contributions, February 1936's "Night Mail." Scotsman John Grierson was instrumental in the formation of United Kingdom's documentaries. As a film critic for the New York Sun, Grierson was the first to use the term "documentary" in his paper's review on Robert J. Flaherty's film 1926 "Moana." Later, he was named an assistant to the Empire Marketing Board (EMB) film production department.

At EMB Grierson produced his first documentary, the influential 1929 "Drifters," detailing the daily life of herring fishermen. When EMB closed its film unit in 1933 because of the Depression, Grierson and several colleagues relocated to the General Post Office (GPO), an improbable government agency where England's imprint in documentaries really took off.

England's General Post office was the largest employer in the country, numbering over 250,000. Its public relations office, with an adjunct film unit, spent more money than any other governmental agency informing the country about the operations of the GPO. "Night Mail" was produced to illustrate how the evening express mail train from London to Scotland was the lifeblood to innumerable communities along its route, delivering daily newspapers, important legal paperwork and simple 'feel-good' letters to its customers.

Explains film reviewer J. Watts, "'Night Mail' is one of the best known British documentaries of the 1930s and is often considered to be one of the best documentaries and best short films ever made." The 24-minute film was under the direction of Harry Watt, who relied on Basil Wright's research and script following the progress of heaps of mail originating from London's Euston Station and other points on their nightly journey to the London, Midland and Scottish Railway terminus. A dramatic highlight shows the train's collection of mail bags along the way without slowing down by snaring them on hanging poles. Conversely, when a hamlet's mail needed to be dropped off, the coordination between the train and the people on the ground was performed with split-second precision.

Meanwhile as the train raced throughout the countryside, mail was sorted onboard. The bucking of the train made it virtually impossible to get a steady shot, so a reproduction of the coach was built in the GPO studio. At first the set was shakened to simulate the train's movement, but Watt noticed the structure "just rattled like a sideboard in a junction town." The solution was to show a string hanging down and swinging. The postal worker 'actors' were told to sway at the same time as the string to fool its audiences.

Once the rough cut of "Night Mail" was seen, Grierson acknowledged the film captured the machinery of the overnight delivery system, but questioned "What about the people who write them and the people who get them?" A poem was inserted to be read in the film's coda. Famed poet W. H. Auden was hired to compose the concluding passage set to a Sergei Eisenstein-style of montage shots. "It's the final scenes of the film that turn 'Night Mail' into a little masterpiece," pointed out reviewer Watts. The poem made "Night Mail" a work of art and departs from the many other documentaries produced by GPO.

"Night Mail" proved to be a huge hit with the British public. Its popularity is so enduring that in 1987 an update on the documentary was produced, 'Night Mail II." The documentary format was so prominent in the United Kingdom that once the war was over, British dramatic feature films inserted an inordinate amount of documentary-style footage that gave its cinema a sense of realism that other countries eventually duplicated.

Made in 1936 (in black and white of course) NIGHTMAIL has become an icon of the British documentary movement. The budget was only £2,000 and the film was made as a promotional film for the Post Office services. The GPO film unit deserves a posthumous Oscar.

The quality of directing, lighting and camera work in this documentary beats that of many of today's films and brings an almost Hitchcockian atmosphere and tension to the screen.

This is the story of the Travelling Post office from Euston station in London to Glasgow in Scotland, in the days when the railways were efficient, frequent and run by proud workers who wore waistcoats, ties and hats and spoke politely to one another like the team that they were. It is surprising how old the men all seem now, in these days of youth culture, gentle character-full faces bearing no guile, tired and lined but proud and honest. The journey begins with the great spoutings of steam and turning of oiled wheels and the sound of banging doors, cries and whistles that emanate from all mainline stations and follows the trains from station to station throughout the night as they pick up mail along the way. A weird and wonderful Heath-Robinson device had been invented whereby bundles of post could be hurled onto a moving train as it passed through the station, propelled from a rope net on a pulley with such precise timing that it would land with a forceful thud onto the moving train. Long before emails and mobile phones had been dreamt of the only means of co-ordinating the system and ensuring safe delivery was the telephone, and this was used to perfect effect as the arrival of the Night Mail train would be phoned through from one station to the next down the line, accurate to the last minute, this being essential for the bundle to be aimed and "fired" at the right moment by those on the look-out. Rushing through sleeping towns and landscapes, main stations and rural ones, the efficiency of the Travelling Post Office and the men who worked on it throughout the night to get the post to its destination is awe inspiring. There is nothing mundane about it – it almost has a spiritual quality about it not dissimilar to the night-life photographs of Brassai.

The ultimate section of the film is positively inspired, when the score by Benjamin Britten is combined with the words of W. H. Auden in time to the sounds and rhythms of the train, making one want nothing more than to be on that train, to be part of the workforce, to be part of the team that works for the Night Mail that delivers the post to letterboxes all across England. It evokes the England of John Betjeman and of Alan Bennet, of strong tea and washing on lines, of lonely sheep and flint walls, of industrial chimneys and cloth caps, of invention and hard-work, of grand-fathers and family reunions, of childhood and of old age, when the work is done and stories are told of how it was.

From 1933, the GPO (General Post Office) Film Unit produced many documentaries, inspired by the likes of Nanook of the North, to promote their service. The films had many talented British film-makers working for them, including the likes of Basil Wright and Alberto Cavalcanti (both on the production team here), and have recently been released in three DVD collector's editions by the British Film Institute. As well as producing some damn fine films, they are key works in understanding the mentality and living conditions of a Britain long gone, when we took pride in our work. They are both uplifting in their detail and wholly depressing given the state of Britain today. I'm only 27 and feel this way, so God knows what the old folk must think.

Night Mail follows the midnight postal train from London to Scotland, looking at various things such as the sorting room, the loading of the train, and the inspired way of collecting mail from various places by catching the bags at high speeds in a retracting net. The last ten minutes features a now famous poem by W.H. Auden, read to the music of Benjamin Britten, that is read rhythmically to the sounds of the train. Starting slow, it gradually picks up pace as the train gets faster, and ends at a breathless pace.

Finishing at around the 30 minute mark, it leaves a great impression regardless of its slight running time. As mentioned before, it manages to capture the spirit of old Britain, and of a time when our public services were actually efficient. Now, the Post Office seems to lose more mail than it delivers, and if you're lucky to catch a train that arrives on time, you have the pleasure in sitting near some gormless scumbag listening to his s**t dance music out loud, or some lazy fat single mother who won't deal with their screaming baby. But anyway, the quality of the film-making is often overwhelming for a documentary short, using interesting camera angles, lovely cinematography, and informative narration. I was surprised to see that the average user rating for this on IMDb is 6.8, considering this is one of the best, and most important documentaries to come out Britain. Ever.

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