This thought first came to me long time ago when, with some friends, I was watching a David Lynch movie
(mulholand drive)
. As we were watching it we kept pausing it trying to make some sense of what was happening. Before the last five minutes we had it all figured out
(and by this i mean the plot the history the coherence of a as if universe a postulation. what mattered most was the understanding the history and plot dismissing all of the other and most important traits of the cinematic language with all its constraints)
, feeling very smart because we were able to understand a David Lynch movie, and then all fell to pieces as the movie passed the last five minutes.
The narrative has infiltrated all artistic manifestations that one is hardly unable to understand something if one doesn't think in terms of plot. And this made people crave and urge to find a narrative in everything they see, regardless, as if this was the only way of thinking.
Meaning, these days, is conveyed only by narrative
(what makes it more interesting is that action has a narrative pornography has a narrative love has a narrative love has a narrative an after and a before)
. What people are craving, then, is just childish repetition of something they already know but that they want to read, see, listen, so that they can feel safe, so that there is the illusion of something that they can control.
If there is no meaning outside the narrative, aesthetics and style lost all their importance.
(mulholand drive)
. As we were watching it we kept pausing it trying to make some sense of what was happening. Before the last five minutes we had it all figured out
(and by this i mean the plot the history the coherence of a as if universe a postulation. what mattered most was the understanding the history and plot dismissing all of the other and most important traits of the cinematic language with all its constraints)
, feeling very smart because we were able to understand a David Lynch movie, and then all fell to pieces as the movie passed the last five minutes.
The narrative has infiltrated all artistic manifestations that one is hardly unable to understand something if one doesn't think in terms of plot. And this made people crave and urge to find a narrative in everything they see, regardless, as if this was the only way of thinking.
Meaning, these days, is conveyed only by narrative
(what makes it more interesting is that action has a narrative pornography has a narrative love has a narrative love has a narrative an after and a before)
. What people are craving, then, is just childish repetition of something they already know but that they want to read, see, listen, so that they can feel safe, so that there is the illusion of something that they can control.
If there is no meaning outside the narrative, aesthetics and style lost all their importance.
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