Celluloid : the film to-day (1931)

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I42 CELLULOID of vantage are the peasants, waiting to see for the first time this marvellous machine of which they have heard so much. Even the horses and the cattle are assembled, curious to see their successor make its triumphal entry into the village. The grouping of these shots, each related to the next, is magnificent. A single white cow, two great oxen, a man between two horses; one man, two men, three men, standing quite motionless against a sky that is almost black; photographed from below in dramatic perspective. A row of horses' heads, three Kulaks, a single white sleek-flanked mare. Shots arranged in deliberate progression, compositions of superb beauty, expressing anticipation of the sight of the tractor. Far along the road, the machine has broken down, the radiator is empty. At the headquarters of the communal farm they do not believe it. A tractor cannot break down. Backwards and forwards we flash from head to head, split up with titles, " It's coming ! " " It's stopped ! " By their own resource, the peasants refill the radiator and Vassily drives into the village, followed by a cheering crowd. Men look at the tractor and exclaim with surprise, " It's real ! " We follow to a swift sequence of harvesting. Vassily, delighted with the efficiency of his new love, waves to his father, who is scything away as he has done season after season. " Throw away that old broomstick of yours, Dad." The cutting quickens as we watch the girls binding and stacking, until the whole screen is vibrating with movement. Corn, grain, flour; moving here, there, everywhere. A frenzy of speed and achievement.