is truth the sum of what we see and hear?
can reality be represented?
to the observer, what makes the represented object real, credible, or more precisely, worthy of being believed?
what is the responsibility of the puppet master if the puppet perfectly imitates real life?
in the world of moving pictures are illusion and deception twins or merely closely related?
are the answers lies?
are the questions answers?
is the fragment the aesthetic response to the incomplete nature of our perception?
is editing the simulation of the whole?
is precision an aesthetic or a moral category?
can illusion replace description?
is that which is off camera more precise than that which is on?
michael haneke, from the commentary on the dvd, “an attempt to try out some of the solutions that one might put forward”.
“Sincerity is everything – once you can fake that, you’ve got it made.” George Burns said that, and it’s true. But Kurt Vonnegut said, “Be careful what you pretend to be, because you are what you pretend to be,” and that is also true, perhaps even of sincerity itself.
taken from roy kesey’s column ‘little known corners’ in the october 2007 edition of that’s beijing magazine this month titled ‘staged reality’
“can illusion replace description?” – oh – those little things that pass as everyday life – i wish i could describe it to you better – de Certeau’s ‘tactics’ were merely utopian in the face of power – what are our responsibilities in the face of power? – responsibilities in the face of overwhelming inequity – but, but, – yes, everyday everyday everyday – keep it coming. – how was your day, honey? – Martha Rosler’s “For an Art Against the Mythology of Everyday Life” – “all the myths of everyday life stitched together form a seamless envelope of ideology, the false account of the workings of the world.” – and all of a sudden you are no longer justifiable to a belligerent american – and the key slogan of 1980s CCP: “practice is the sole criterion of truth.”
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