It's 1974, autumn, a rainy Sunday afternoon.  I'm sat on the carpet and have just watched John Wayne in one of John Ford's Cavalry trilogy on BBC 2, one of only three tv channels available.  Then next there's a couple of animated shorts, not your Disney or Warner Bros cartoons, they're reserved for BBC 1, but a film by Norman McLaren that involves animating live people around a strange outdoor garden set.  This is followed by an almost liquid swirling abstraction that interprets a bouncy piec...
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