Capital of Culture – NOW I get it…

Whilst monitoring mentions of Edge Hill University in the blogosphere, this piece arrived on my desktop – a warts-and-all account of working on a low-budget independent film in Liverpool, written by world traveler John Parker. For John, a mature guy working as a runner on a film (which sounds simultaneously grueling and rewarding, ‘out of bed at ungodly hours, and stand in a muddy scrap yard taking orders and making tea’) is part of his personal reinvention, paralleling that of the city…

Outsiders have to be able to look past the shining new towers, the gleaming shopping malls, the resplendent – almost gum free – pavements and see what beats underneath. Every city in the world has glittering temples dedicated to the God of shopping. They are only the outward symbols of new life. Birmingham, Newcastle and Bristol also have fine industrial heritages, first class art galleries, outstanding theatres and orchestra’s. So what is it that makes Liverpool different?… It can only be the people.

And the EHU connection? Film Production students were working on the film too, getting their hands dirty, living on nerves for a while, angling their way into the industry…

John’s post is raw, honest and poetic. And after all the big launches and corporate presentations its the first time I’ve actually felt what Capital of Culture might mean, how ‘even in the old badlands, lying in the shadow of the bright World Heritage lights, there are seeds of optimism.’