The Shock of the Old – A History
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It's no coincidence
that some of the earliest sightings of 3D in mass mainstream culture
came via science-fiction B-movies of the 1950s. Here, after all, was
the ultimate immersive future-shock, in living colour and walking in,
about and among us, albeit in a utilitarian, grim-faced Cold War
climate.
3D movies were, of
course, a gimmick, designed by and for geeks to sex up an ailing
post-war film industry high on alien-invasion induced paranoia. As
gimmicks come and go, it worked. For a while.
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On November 26th 1952,
Life magazine photographer J.R. Eyerman took a series of photographs
of the audience attending the premiere of the first ever full-length
colour 3D movie at the Paramount Theatre in Oakland, California. Arch
Oboler's Bwana Devil was based on a real-life story in which a
big-game hunter in Africa squared up to man-eating lions after his
predecessors fell prey to the hungry kings of the jungle.
Exciting stuff, for
sure, though that's hard to tell from the image that adorned the
front cover of the 1973 film of Guy Debord's The Society of the
Spectacle, published in 1967. Mirroring Debord's analysis of a
consumerist culture in love with the object rather than being that
became the situationist bible, Eyerman's photograph showed an
audience uniform in their apparent state of hypnosis, the 3D glasses
worn collectively giving each an air of alien, Stepford Wife-like
supplication.
The image used by
Eyerman himself for a Life brochure designed to define the decade
that ran from the mid-1940s to the mod-1950s, told a different story.
Instead of being passive consumers, the Bwana Devil audience were
caught in a state of hilarity, active participants in some un-defined
moment caused, presumably, by the 3D world they were immersed in
rather than merely watching.
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In 1953, the Jack
Arnold directed It Came From Outer Space had a race of benign aliens
crash-land on Earth, where they briefly take over the bodies of some
Arizona locals before repairing their ship and moving on to another
galaxy. The fact that that the aliens weren't hostile invaders, but
intelligent and peaceful beings, spoke volumes about the man behind
It Came From Outer Space's original screen treatment.
Right up until his
death in June 2012 aged 91, Ray Bradbury was the most humanist of
science-fiction writers, whose huge body of work amounted to some
twenty-seven novels and more than six hundred short stories, with The
Martian Chronicles and Farenheit 451 among them.
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Other classics of the
short-lived golden era of 3D were Herk Harvey's cheapo 1962 horror
flick, Carnival of Souls, and, in 1963, Roger Corman's sci-fi horror,
The Man With X-Ray Eyes.
3D vision and X-Ray
spex were the stuff of comic book small ads of the 1960s and 1970s
alongside grow your own sea monkey kits and Charles Atlas'
strip-cartoon guides for 90 pound weaklings to bulk out and kick sand
in the faces of buff beach bum bullies.
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Three years before It
Came From Outer Space, in 1950, Bradbury published a short story,
The Veldt, in the September edition of the Saturday Evening Post. The
Veldt was set among a family living in something called The HappyLife
Home. This was a space where machines did all the work, from cooking,
to rocking the children, tellingly named Peter and Wendy, to sleep at
night.
Peter and Wendy spend
their days in the nursery, a virtual room with which they are able to
communicate with telepathically to recreate any place they imagine.
In an echo of the sensations perhaps experienced by the audience
watching the 3D premiere of Bwana Devil, the nursery becomes stuck on
an African jungle setting, where lions in the distance feast on a
dead carcass. In an attempt to break Peter and Wendy from their
addiction, their parents propose a move to the real countryside, but
not before thy give in to Peter and Wendy's pleas for one last visit
to the nursery. Only when the parents are locked inside the room
do the virtual and real worlds collide in a seemingly far-flung but
all too familiar awfully big adventure.
The Veldt was
republished a year later in The Illustrated Man, Bradbury's
compendium of eighteen stories using the framing device of a tattooed
vagrant whose tattoos become animated as they bring each story to
life. The Veldt was later dramatised for mid-1950s science-fiction
radio show, X Minus 1, and also formed a segment of the 1969 feature
film adaptation of The Illustrated Man. More significantly, in The
Veldt, and in Peter and Wendy's addiction to the nursery in
particular, Bradbury had predicted the sort of 3D virtual reality
experience that is common-place today, albeit one without
parent-eating lions.
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Bradbury was a friend
of Ray Harryhausen, the seminal master of stop-motion animation, who
made great ape Mighty Joe Young a cuddlier King Kong – a beast
brought to life aloft the Empire State building in 1933 by
Harryhausen's mentor, Willis O'Brien -, had Jason duel with eight
skeletons in Jason and the Argonauts, and put giant dinosaurs in the
same prehistoric space as a bikini-clad Raquel Welch in One Million
Years BC.
Stop-motion animation
was a painstaking process of manipulating and filming filming every
tiny gesture of a model in order to give the illusion of movement. It
too was a form of virtual reality imagined by Harryhausen. Things
have moved on a bit since then, mind.
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As with all gimmicks,
however, the novelty of 3D wore off, and the Cold War gave way to the
counter-culture, which begat movie brats with names like Spielberg,
Coppola and Lucas, alongside an ecologically inclined back-to-nature
techno-fear.
At some point in the
1970s, breakfast cereals of all things picked up the slack, first
with free 3D collectors cards, of wild animals, cartoon characters
and sci-fi icons depending on which particular flavour of the month
franchise was spending its marketing and merchandise budget.
Next came cut out 3D
dioramas on the back of the pack, which could be cut and pasted into
model theatres where scenes from Dr Who or Disney's Robin Hood could
be played out using the no longer 3D but still free cardboard figures
contained within the cereal box in packs of three. But this was basic
stuff, designed for the pre-digital age such cardboard constructions
could never live up to. Sometimes, it seemed, the future looked
pretty cheap.
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In the last decade or
so, there has been something of a revival of interest in 3D movies.
The American avant-rock band Pere Ubu in particular have seized on
the potential to reinvigorate what now looks like kitsch period
pieces predicting futures that never came by playing live underscores
to key films of the 3D era. It Came From Outer Space and The Man With
X-Ray Eyes have both received such a treatment, while Pere Ubu
frontman David Thomas and his Two Pale Boys duo have provided
something similar for Carnival of Souls.
Beyond such vintage
reappropriations, a new wave of 3D took hold, and by the time we get
to Avatar, or the even more recent Marvel Comics franchise, Avengers
Assemble, the future predicted in all the original 3D movies appears
to have arrived. In actual fact, that future has been with us all
along. It's just the technology that got better.
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And so it goes with 3D
Printshow, a myriad of possible worlds, parallel universes, infinite
exchanges and designs for future living.
Seen individually, the
array of wares on offer are by turns sculptural, performative,
flamboyantly decorative and at times oddly functional.
Seen collectively, 3D
Printshow appears to occupy an access-all-eras-and-areas
science-fiction film-set where worlds collide and yesterday's
tomorrows meet in today's most magic of moments.
It is dystopian,
utopian, retro-future chic for lubricated living rooms.
Futopian, even.
As with Arch Obela's
Bwana Devil, Ray Bradbury's Veldt and Ray Harryhausen's stop-motion
monsters, it may be a jungle sometimes, but it remains the best of
all (im)possible worlds.
The Future starts here,
so print the Legend.
Commissioned to coincide with the 3D Printshow London 2012 exhibition, which took place at The Brewery, London, on October 19th-21st 2012
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