You kids quit fighting on my lawn! :)
jonnieutah, in no other art form but the cinema do folks feel so comfortable describing masterpieces from the past as quaint relics.
Art breaks out everywhere, always, yes, but my larger argument is that the kind of art we're becoming increasingly resigned to in the exponential era is turning us into, well, assholes. The emphasis on production, power, rapid consumption and disposal, along with a kind of manic-depressive pendulum swing between fake euphoria and fake terror, is producing an audience of mean, ugly, narcissistic people like never before. Don't look at me like that. :) The wreck that cultural commentators and philosophers feared American society was becoming as early as the start of the Industrial Age never really took its full, unsightly shape until we got non-linear editing, broadband Internet and DVD.
These tools are great, indispensable, but they have fallen into the hands of business people who had been waiting impatiently all last century for a way to make media more efficient and lucrative. Not better, mind you, just faster at turning a dollar. (They could only do so much with analog cable TV and VCR's, as they are partly tethered to real time.) It's those assholes who now set the clock not only of production but consumption.
Remember that Chaplin churned out a lot of classics at Mutual and Essanay but his masterpieces tended to be the ones he indulged a lot of time and care upon. That's the whole reason he joined Griffith, Fairbanks and Pickford to form United Artists, to be as free as possible from the banker's clock, which is indifferent to the human experience. And the movies are about the human experience.
I don't want to go back, I want to go forward: The other day I told my movie-loving nephew that I was writing about Chaplin, and he said, "Charlie who?" When I sent him some YouTube clips of The Circus, he was blown away. "This is better than anything out now. And I never even heard of this dude."
Posted on July 13th, 2010 11:21am