LYRICS

The applications are to blameAll the people do all dayIs stare into a phone (Placebo, Too Many people)

“Take nothing but memories, leave nothing but footprints!” (Chief Seattle)

When rock stars were myths (Sandi Thom, I Wish I Was A Punk Rocker)

Machines were mice and men were lions once upon a time, Now that it's the opposite it's twice upon a time (Moondog)

Time is an illusion (Einstein)

Wednesday 30 October 2019

Pictorial 73


A world of realistic fantasy suffers from a significant drawback. Namely, “realism” is an illusion that resembles reality – the logical side. The Marvel Studio films are logistic tour de forces but, as Scorcese says, not psychically or psychologically interesting (enough).

One can confuse what looks real with reality, which is a mixture of physical and psyche.

Though not convincing in a realistic sense, the special effects possess an almost dreamlike quality, and do work within the self-contained comic-strip inspired world of the serial, a world in which only a handful of shots depicting normal, realistic scenery are allowed to intrude. (The Flash Gordon serials, Kinnard etal, McFarland 2008, page 13).

The world, the whole universe (to conquer), often resides in the imagination and is not realistic in the logistical sense. The lasting value of the Flash Gordon serials is their “innocent screen fantasy”; innocence that comes from fidelity to the original Alex Raymond classic, and a lightness of touch that the “rough” physical values might even favour!

Lightness is very difficult to pull off in modern blockbusters; it’s partly physical grace, partly speaking lines with nonchalant aplomb. Physical grace really depends on simple athleticism which Crabbe and Alexander (as Prince Barin) demonstrate with ease.


Barin, in his ornamental chestplate, resembles a circus strongman with luxuriant thighs. His type is almost the DH Lawrence ideal of a heroic individual who is both a natural aristocrat and a bit of a roughneck.
 
In fights, he is able to lift up opponents and casually throw them. This sort of primitivism represents an ideal balance between the resourceful mind, and the ability to carry things out with physical might.
The body is ideally balanced between the psyche and the physical, the definition of the super-man; one who is “more than a man” (Hyborian Bridge 81), who is not purely head. When the body is balanced with the head, it’s often true to say that song and dance come into their own.
Song comes from the throat, representing an ideal balance; dance is a rhythmic expression of the soul by the loose limbs.
Daintiness and delicacy of movement are signs of a balanced culture. Cultures that are romantic, that are not driven (to distraction) by the ego of endless acolytes of dead sorcerers. Whensong, ritual, ceremony, pageantry are meaningful there is grace, there is romance, queens and knights, kings of renown.
Flash Gordon, as a representative of heroic fantasy, has this enduring quality. Ming, as the techno-sorcerer run amock, bears comparison to both Wizard of Oz and Howard. Alexander, as Prince Barin, I noticed bears a passing resemblance to Scott McKenzie of..
..The innocence of the 60s, where sex and drugs had a soulful sense of place. Innocence, song and soul and a rightful sense of balance is a culture of “people in motion”.
Innocence is truth because it is not realism – which is simply an illusion of the head (words). Innocence is the throat raised to the sky. It is the dainty pursuits of the body in motion.
(compare with the grim pursuits of modern ball games)
Realism – in terms of words and news – cannot be light of grace, since it has no psychic/physical balance. It is the pure ego of a maddened Ming the Merciless.
Realism of news is not the physical grace of sun and moon, Earth and stars, it is simply the facts that happen to exist in the world “they” have made to rule - conquerors of their universe.