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Thursday, 29 September 2016

A favourite Scene In The Prisoner


    When the Butler stands on an outlook overlooking the Piazza, where the citizens parade around in fancy dress costume, because its carnival! The Butler holds up his black and white striped umbrella, not because it’s raining, but to act as a parasol to protect himself against the sun. As indeed do a number of citizens in the Piazza. Plus of course twirling colourful umbrellas do add a little something to the parade. And the Brass Band is playing, from Mini-Mokes which are driven round in the parade.
   I like this brief scene in ‘Dance of the Dead,’ because it appears at the end of the previous episode ‘Many Happy Returns.’ When Number 6 looks through his cottage window upon this scene, it suggests he arrived back on the morning of Carnival, at the start of ‘Dance of The Dead’ in fact. And so when I watch this scene in ‘Dance of The Dead,’ I cannot help but imagine Number 6 looking out of his cottage window upon this scene. The one problem with that of course, Mrs Butterworth {as Number 2} is in Number 6’s cottage, while a new Number 2 has been ensconced in The Village. Indeed while she is speaking on the telephone to Number 2, Number 6 is in his bathroom shaving. And with that the link I like so much between ‘Many Happy Returns’ and ‘Dance of The Dead’ is broken. Because when the
Butler stands on the lookout looking over the Piazza, its 8 minutes into the episode!

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The Therapy Zone

    When I first went to Portmeirion on holiday in September 1988, I arrived on the Saturday the week after the Prisoner Convention that year. I stayed in the self-catering cottage of Lower Trinity. There was a sign on the wall, its read ‘Private.’ I was sitting in my cottage in the late afternoon, having a cup of coffee and  flicking through the television channels. I remember that there was a video channel, you could telephone reception and book a film for the night, if no-one had beaten you to it of course. However each evening episodes of ‘the Prisoner’ were screened on Portmeirion’s hotel video channel. That was a real novelty, sitting in a cottage in The Village, while at the same time glancing out of the window half expecting to see Number 6 crossing the Piazza as he did on the day of his arrival in The Village.
   But it was that sign Private, did that help instigate the Village signs with the word private after every number? After all they could simply have had the number of the cottage, there was no need to add the word private. But of course there’s the irony in the use of the word private, in a Village which thrives on the fact that there is no privacy anywhere!


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Caught On Camera!


   So now we know how the Prisoner arrived in The Village! The two undertakers, having rendered ZM73 unconscious with nerve gas {careful to use one squirt only} then abducted him from his home in London by placing him inside a coffin. That coffin is then transported overland by hearse, or should that be Land Rover, then by boat to the landing stage, and from there by helicopter to The Village!

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Tuesday, 27 September 2016

Rover And Out!

    I don’t think I can run any further, and I’m still within sight of The Village. I had planned to steal a Mini-Moke, but there was only one on the taxi rank, and that had a flat tyre! My heart’s pounding, my breathing heavier, my legs are tired in running on this soft sand. They’ll notice I’ve gone soon, what’s that in the distance............that white ball..............it’s coming my way. They know I’ve gone and they’ve sent “it” after me oh God what now? That noise it emanates, a cross between Gregorian chant, a bicycle, and someone breathing through an aqualung, and then that blood curdling roar. Which way, out across the sand, or towards the cliffs, yes I shouldn’t think this “thing” is capable of scaling cliffs. But can I make it, its closer now, rolling and bounding along.....I’ve just got to make it, right run for it!
    The rocks, if I can just get over the rocks oh no its here, turn and face it that’s all there is left to do.........no wait, when you do that Rover suffocates its victim. Lie flat on the sand that’s the way, lay down flat and bury my face in the sand that way it won’t get me! Its close now, I can hear it breathing, I think its breathing........its stopped, if I look out of the corner of my eye......oh God no, have mercy nooooooooooo!
    The white membrane begins to take on a pinkish hue, then it turns red as Rover thoroughly absorbs the body of the man lying prostrate on the sand. His screams echo and re-echo as the man’s hands claw at the inside of the membrane, but the man grows weaker, and weaker as the enzymes within the membrane break down the human tissue, and the clothes he wears until there is nothing left, not even the slightest trace of bone or tissue, the man has been completely and utterly eaten away, dissolved, and absorbed.


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Under The Closest Possible Surveillance!


    On the face of it, it appears that “they” had been watching the wrong man! After all when does ZM73 wear a grey polo necked jersey? On the other hand, Number 1 does wear such a grey polo necked jersey!
   So is the man being watched via hidden cameras in his house, as seen during the de-briefing of the Prisoner in ‘Arrival,’ Number 1?

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Standing for Election!

   Number 6 thought he might as well take up Number 2’s suggestion of standing as a candidate for the position of Number 2, during the local election. No doubt he thought it not fun to do exactly, but perhaps it’s something to do while he’s waiting. Waiting for what exactly, a chance to escape? But Number 6 underestimated Number 2’s power of manipulation, aided by mind conditioning and mind controlling drugs. But a fool always falls for praise, flattery, and a bit of good old fashioned flannel! As it is Number 6 is just the type of candidate Number 2 wants to run against him….a gullible one! However there comes a point when the drugs and mind conditioning begin to wear off, and Number 6 is returning to his senses. He is suddenly repulsed by the fact that he’s wearing his badge, well at least his number. And no doubt he then regretted his decision to stand for election, because he cannot wait to get as far away from The Village as possible…..his chance for escape is at hand!

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Sunday, 25 September 2016

Caught On Camera!


    What might that be hanging on the wall in the Town Hall? It looks like a charter of some kind, but in The Village appertaining to what? The definition of a charter would be, “A written grant by the sovereign or legislative power of a country, by which a body such as a borough, company, or university is created or its rights and privileges defined.” But why should The Village require a charter? It’s highly questionable that the Queen knew anything about The Village to draw up a charter for it. And even the Queen did………what rights do people have in The Village, what privileges……..and yet Madam Professor told Number 6 that she and her husband have certain privileges. And there are “The Rules” of course, which are referred to during the Prisoner’s trial in ‘Dance of The Dead.’ After all isn’t that what a charter is, basically, a list of rules?
   There is another one of these charters, seen again in The Town Hall in ‘Dance of The Dead’ when Number 6 is making his reconnaissance!

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