...There WAS a solution to this, (My continuing existence is testament to it) But for some reason namby-pamby modern culture has deemed it "unsuitable"
Waaay back in the mists of time (mid 80s) when I was but a little Chutney, what would have been just another grinding day of education in small Northumbrian County Primary School was suddenly broken by the announcement that we would have no lessons after lunch as we where going to be shown a FLIM! The frenzied discussion over our respective Lunchboxes A Team / M.A.S.K / Jumbo Jim (William was always an odd one..)focussed on what it might be? Starwars? Indiana jones? OR maybe another bloody showing of god-awful Bedknobs and Broomsticks....
Time told, and when we filed into the dark assembly hall and sat on the floor, a stange bespectacled man in a bad fitting suit was introduced to us as "A man from British Rail" who wants to show you a film, okkkaaaaay we thought, not-great but still better than English and Maths.
Anyway I dimly recall him giving some now forgotten talk and then the film started, It opened with a slighty scratched and faded cine style footage of Two Young scamps in rather 70s flared denim dungarees larking round on a railway track, with some droning monotone voice over talking about how much they are enjoying themselves, BUT DEATH IS ON THE TRACKS! *SUDDEN SOUND OF TRAIN HORN* Cut to close-up shocked faces of said lads then BANG! what we little band of brothers *and sisters* saw in the next 20 minutes would not be equalled till those of us who felt inclined to watch the SAW films 20 summat years later.
I swear it included awfull early 80s police footage of train related deaths and the after effects, including men with bags picking what seemed to be "mince" from between the tracks, I'm sure also real black and white police forensic scene photos. A photo that sticks in my mind was of the upper part of someone lying off to the side of a grass track sans legs....
The audience must have looked like...
0_0 0_0 0_0 0_0 0_0 0_0 0_0 0_0
Row upon row of tiny white traumatised faces, and total silence... (apart from William who I think threw up over the girl in front of him)
The man left, we filed back out into the playground and not a word was ever spoken of it ever again.
But fuck me did it ever do the trick, always been dread feared of railway lines ever since. It's come up in conversation with the few old school mates I still see from time to time, but oddly no one in subsequent years ever can recall it being shown again, was it a one off? Where we part of some Thatcher goverment social experiment? Was it all a frenzied collective nightmare brought on by too many umbongo and space raider sessions?
who knows Unless anyone ELSE had this experience then please do speak up
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Wow
Was it as horrific as this?
www.youtube.com/watch?v=SukTBSJJ4KM
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Dear God no...
Never THAT horrific.
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thats practically snuff mate. i didnt know thomas the tank engine was such a vindictive bastard
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I remember one from ages ago
It might have been on Nationwide. They had teams of kids doing 'railway sports', like brick throwing and the tunnel walk. Wasn't THAT gory, but haunted me for years.
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TheSundaeLunch I'm a fucking shrub, alright?, Wed 9 Feb 2011, 12:33,
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Nationwide!
You old bastard! :)
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Blackdogmanguitar is out with Fat Larry's Jazz Band on, Wed 9 Feb 2011, 12:48,
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Frank Bough
ftw!
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TheSundaeLunch I'm a fucking shrub, alright?, Wed 9 Feb 2011, 12:51,
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Comb Over central!
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Blackdogmanguitar is out with Fat Larry's Jazz Band on, Wed 9 Feb 2011, 12:58,
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and Colombian marching powder
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I don't remember being shown a horror film about trains...
... but we did get to see a similar thing about farm machinery. It was a crackly old black and white film about three kids who played about in the farmyard without permission and variously met untimely ends falling into grain silos or getting dragged into some kind of combine harvester. It seems like a really vivid nightmare in my memory now, but it bloody well did the trick- none of my classmates have expired in such a manner, as far as I know at least.
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This
was called The Finishing Line, and it's available on DVD, on volume 7 of the BFI's British Transport Films collection, The Age Of The Train. It's still fucking TERRIFYING.
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Thanks for that
Just found the first 5 mins on Toob. Yuk.
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TheSundaeLunch I'm a fucking shrub, alright?, Wed 9 Feb 2011, 23:24,
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Yes
I remember being shown that.
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