Radio wall of sound (and fury)

Apparently the BBC is reformatting a bunch of its programming, particularly the radio drama, and, well, people are getting the vapours about it. This Graun piece suggests that, yeah, people are complaining cos killing off the last drama program on Radio 3 looks bad, but it’s probably less bad than it looks:

In 2021, BBC Radio revamped the bulk of its arts programming, the greatest casualty being Saturday Review on Radio 4. Outcry followed, as today. Yet Radio 4’s other arts coverage was commensurately bulked up, with the addition of new shows This Cultural Life and Screenshot. Radio 4’s highest-profile arts offering, Front Row, has gained 30 minutes a week and a weekly slot focused on Scottish arts. Meanwhile, Radio 3’s forthcoming programming, notably a 40-part series on modernism in music, shows a commitment to classical but no sign of dumbing down.
What lies behind this shift, I am told, is the director general Tim Davie’s obsession with “brand purity”. Gone is the magazine mix of Radio 3, with its mandate to balance highbrow speech programming with highbrow music; we are moving instead to the “clarity” of a Radio 3 dedicated to classical and jazz music, and a Radio 4 dedicated to speech. Speech programmes that enhance Radio 3’s “music brand”, such as Music Matters, will stay. Two other intellectual panel programmes, Free Thinking and The Verb, have already made the move from Radio 3 to Radio 4.

However, what this means for radio drama at the BBC could be another thing:

Where does this leave the legacy of audio drama at the BBC? Stripped of the security of the 90-minute format, for sure. The BBC is eager to reassure us that audio drama continues on Radio 4: as yet, however, it offers only drama slots of 45 and (sometimes) 60 minutes.
Over at The Stage, the critic David Benedict recently bemoaned such lengths as unfit for drama. “Forty-five minutes of drama is a horribly unsatisfying length,” he writes, “like a book too long to be a short story, but not long enough to be a novel.”

Unfortunately that piece quoted there is behind a paywall that even 12ft.io couldn’t pull down, so I don’t know what else brother Benedict says in it, but… what a stupid thing to say. There’s this little thing in prose literature that’s too long to be considered a short story but not long enough to be considered a novel, and it’s called the novella. It’s a bit nebulous to properly define in terms of word count and all that, but it’s an acknowledged form that encompasses quite a few generally highly regarded classics. I don’t see any reason why drama can’t encompass shorter forms too, despite Benedict’s preferences… I wonder what he thinks of Beckett’s later works, for example. Wonder, too, how many playwrights have struggled with the 90-minute format over the decades and had to avoid writing either too little or too much…

What a decade this week has been

I haven’t had an awful lot to say for the last week or so, cos everything is so appalling I don’t want to even think about it, let alone write about it here. (Frankly it doesn’t help that I haven’t had my happy pills for nearly a week cos I’ve been too slack about leaving the house to get them. I must do that tomorrow.) The above video from the Internet Today guys doesn’t cover everything that’s happened of late, but it’s a lot of it. What a ghastly world we currently inhabit.

Lights of New York (1928)

There’s something… not right about the idea of a 1928 talkie somehow in a way I can’t actually explain. I know the popularity of The Jazz Singer in 1927 kicked off the revolution and things developed throught out 1928 to the point where Hollywood had essentially given up on silent films by the following year… but somehow when I encounter a 1928 film with sound, I feel weirdly disconcerted by it. And I’ve seen a few of the surviving examples like Lonesome, Noah’s Ark, and In Old Arizona, plus obviously this evening’s example, and all of them are… strange in a way I don’t understand. Look, it’s just one of those “me” things. Let’s leave it at that. Suffice to say tonight’s viewing is a piece of Hollywood history, having been Hollywood’s first all-talking feature-length film. Also, frankly, it’s a bit crap. And on this second viewing it had not improved at all.

In fairness to it, Lights of New York wasn’t supposed to be a feature at all, let alone the first feature-length talkie; Warners only meant it to be a two-reel Vitaphone short but somehow it got out of hand during filming and director Bryan Foy ended up with a six-reel film… Jack Warner was furious, having wanted Warners’ first all-talking feature to be something kind of prestige, but he reconsidered when Foy threatened to sell it to another distributor. And in the end it was a wise choice; having spent $22,000 on the thing, it returned a million dollars at the box office… mostly because of the technological novelty than the critical acclaim, cos there wasn’t any of that. And frankly, not without some good cause.

Look, early sound films need more slack cut for them than most old films; it’s a period of film history I’ve always been fascinated by for some reason and I know it’s much more complex than reductionist history (as if most history isn’t reductive, of course). It wasn’t just a case of Al Jolson ad libbing a few words in The Jazz Singer and everything changed overnight. But that preview scene in Singin’ in the Rain where Don and Lina’s talkie debut turns out to be a catastrophe… well, it’s kind of merciless but not entirely unfair. (My old DVD of SitR actually features the “take-him-for-a-RIDE” scene from Lights as an example of early talkies being… not very good, and… yeah. It’s not.) Even allowing for the fact that no one had quite worked out what to do with sound technology, Lights is a difficult film to make allowances for; some of the acting is just terrible (looking at you in particular, Robert Elliott as the detective) and the dialogue in the climactic scene is just godawful, and they would’ve been so even just a few years later when the technical issues had been sorted. It’s just… yeah, not very good. Still, the milestones of history aren’t always the ones we wish they were, and to be honest I’m impressed and surprised that this one is still around to be watched nearly 100 years later…