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pool. The coolies drink the water from the fountain (we are spared a close-up showing it teeming with impurities), while we are next shown a close-up of a glass of lemonade being stirred with a straw. Yes, we feel, quite right. The coolies, too, should have these pleasant things. Dancing now on the plage to a gramophone. The Coolie looking through the fence seems to appreciate the spectacle. Sub-title (scathingly)
The European and American culture We must be forgiven if we are somewhat shocked. Instead of the point being why should these things not be available to all, it was look at the corrupt taskmasters.
This incident and others like it merely wasted time. The women and children working in the factories, with their babies on the floor beneath the tables where their mothers worked, together with the statement that women and children worked twelve hours per day for roughly sevenpence and twopence respectively, while the men worked fifteen hours per day, were terrible enough, and left to ourselves we would quickly enough have asked Who is responsible We have to ask it, in any case, but we are not guided to, but rather led away, from the answer by the weak and irrelevant shots of bathing pools, yachts and race meetings.
The whole of the end, dealing with the mass meetings, the riots and the actual shooting of coolie prisoners (most of which was deleted when I saw it the second time because audiences do not like this sort of thing ") were enthralling and terrible. The coming of the British, French, Italian and Chinese armies to put dow^n the insurrection, and the starved, mute, desperate workers massing against them, truly a voice in the wilderness, presented more tersely and more poignantly
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