Back in the seventies, the ABC had a series
replaying Australian films from the industry's heyday prior to the Second World
War. This was, I think, the only period in which the Australian film industry occupied a key local box office position. I would love to see the series
repeated, although it maybe that our images of ourselves have shifted so much
that the films would no longer resonate. If so, that's a pity.
One of the films I most enjoyed was Lovers and Luggers. Made for Cinesound in 1937 by Ken Hall, the film tag read "Epic
pearling adventure romance in glorious sun-splashed tropical settings of
Thursday Island!", while the plot is described in these terms "A concert pianist, as concert pianists are
wont to do, goes pearl diving in the South Seas to find a giant pearl for his
girlfriend. He does, and that's when all the trouble begins."
The film is a romp sitting squarely in the
middle of a number of past streams
As I remember it, the opening scenes show
what used to be called a lounge lizard from the effete London focused side of the Empire clearly in
need of redemption, thus playing to both Australian's images of themselves and of
themselves in comparison to the English.
Then we have the tropic Pacific location,
appealing to resonances of the Pacific as an exotic location and source of
wealth. Then, too, we have pearls. By the time the film was made the pearl
industry with its romance but also its horrors and dangers was in sharp
decline. Still, it retained its fascination.
Pearls have gripped
human imagination for thousands of years. They were
worn in civilised Middle East and Asian
societies as early as 3500 BCE and continued to grow in popularity during Roman
times when pearl fever reached its peak. A pearl earring reportedly paid for
one Roman general's political campaigns. Cleopatra dissolved a pearl in wine
and drank it to prove her love to Marc Antonius.
When my daughter
turned eighteen several thousand years later, her chosen present was a string
of pearls. Her grandmother loved pearls too. For my part, as a gauche youth, I
found those sophisticated country girls with their twin sets and pearls quite
terrifying. It would be years before I realised that I was as nervous as them.
The book on which Lovers and Luggers was based was written
by Gurney Slade, pen name of the English writer Stephen Bartlett, and was set in Broome
where Bartlett
had actually dived for pearls. Hall changed the location to Thursday
Island because it made filming easier. As an aside, I found that
some scenes were actually filmed at Port Stephens, so I have to add it to my
growing list of films with New England
connections.
Needless to say, pianist Daubeney Carshott (Lloyd Hughes) falls in love with and is redeemed by Lorna Quidley (
Shirley Ann Richards), the daughter of the boisterous Captain Quidley. It’s all
very melodramatic, but rather fun.