sardine -- post 10/3 -- star wars & late again

Am I the only one in class freaking out over the up and coming mid-term? The exercise of connecting the dots has me more than a little worried.

Aside from my panic, I enjoyed the footage of Star Wars action figures in Quentin Terantino’s Star Wars. It resembled a slightly more erudite, cultured, and obscene drama that unfolds on my living room floor with action figures on a weekly basis. And Mathers didn’t have the Bat Cave as a backdrop.

I am worried, however, about the supposed freedom of digital cinema. Does it ever break the boundaries of cult worship? It uses parody. It reformulates the formula. But do they ever lift the Wizard’s curtain to see the levers being pulled and pushed? And Who is doing the pulling and pushing of the levers? As Jameson states they will “no longer scandalize anyone but are only received with the greatest complacency” (Jameson, 485). The digital revolution becomes part of the “official culture” (Jameson, 485).

The shock is there at first of course. I was shocked the first time I saw Rocky Horror long long ago when the world was young and before cell-phones and personal computers. But after the initial shocks after countless Rocky Horrors, I tend to see diversions from issues avoided and left unexplained. The shock becomes the beginning and the end, the funny-ha-ha, another fix.

I wonder too, as was expressed in class, “Where do they get all that time to do nothing?” Are we any different? They are we. We are the hamsters in the cage doing the unending turn on the wheel. Only the wheel is defined according to personality, talent, etc. We all “do nothing.” We keep on spinning. The revolution is just another type of spin.