
Paris – Eiffel Tower, LA – Hollywood sign, Rio de Janeiro – Statue of Christ; the list is endless. And London?
You cannot have an establishing shot of London that does not include one, two or more of these:
A red double-decker bus
A policeman with a funny shaped hat and no gun
A guardsman in his Busby being seriously motionlessness
A black cab
The Houses of Parliament
Tower Bridge
One iconic London object is the Tube Train, forerunner of all the world’s subway systems. It is, by nature, a shy, timid creature, rarely seen above ground in the centre of the city and so missing from the pantheon of images that film directors think signify Britain’s capital.
However once it heads for the suburbs and what little countryside remains, it pops out from its tunnel and cavorts freely across the endless miles, revelling in the kiss of the sun on its trim aluminium body. In today’s image, a District Line train head out into the wilds of Essex, carrying weary city workers home to a supper of fish and chips and an evening of beer and skittles.
Hold on. Did I drop some clichés in there somewhere?
2 comments:
skittles are?
Ah, a cultural question. A bit like ten pin bowling but without the machinery and the bright lights. Usually played on a wooden alley at the back of a pub.
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