Tuesday 16 October 2012

Essay - Looking Out To The Post-Modern: Viewing The World As An Existential Man By Steven Frank McHugh


For this essay my aims will be to deconstruct and analyse both post-modernist films, and works relating to the philosophical schooling of existentialism.
         
The focus of my own film is to tell the story of what is possibly the last few days of a man's life through existential reflection. The story will be driven by the conventional distortions of the post-modern narrative, and at the same time the protagonist’s internal dilemma of a self-fulfilling prophecy coming to fruition. Put simply, it is the analysis of a man's change in behaviour when he is presented with the possibility of a life-changing situation.
         
In order to do this effectively it is important to understand all of the themes and each of their individual coded conventions. For example post-modernism is a reaction to modernism, and because of this it is important to examine how the two differ from one another. Looking at the reactions, which caused this change in conventional behaviour.
         
Another interesting factor to this study is the examination of the self-fulfilling prophecy. The idea of the self-fulfilling prophecy has been around since the times of the ancient Greeks. An example of this being Sophocles’ Oedipus the King (2008), in which it is prophesized that he will one day kill his father. He is then abandoned as a baby and raised in another kingdom. Hearing of the previous prophecy he leaves his adopted family and unknowingly kills his biological father. However the behaviour and term itself were only truly defined in the mid-20th century. (Merton, 1949)
         
Also I will attempt to go into great detail on the philosophical schooling of existentialism, that focuses on a persons understanding of the world in relation to themselves. With much of fiction in film driven by its story orientation, using its characters as toys to play out the narrative, existentialism takes the opposite approach instead choosing to focus on the individual, and allowing the thoughts and actions of a film’s protagonists to drive the narrative.
         
Throughout this study I will also examine three selected films, each of which deal differently with my selected themes. Allowing me to examine examples with different combinations and variations over varying spaces in time. Analysing such features as the individual films plot, story and character development. The films I've chosen to focus on being Citizen Kane (1941), examining the life of the media baron Charles Foster Kane as a young reporter tries to find out the meaning behind his dying word “Rosebud." A Clockwork Orange (1971) about a fifteen year-old Alex, a highly intelligent criminal who defies convention on what mainstream society often projects as a typical thug. Another post-modern film with existential themes is The Rules of Attraction (2002), in which the story revolves around three seemingly pessimistic college students, each of whom takes turns in narrating the film of instances relating to them. 

This will in turn improve my understanding of these themes and how they had previously been put into practice in different works. Other examples will of course be discussed however it is just that these films are closer related to my study. 

So what is post-modernism and how was it defined through the film medium? In order to answer this must we must first observe and analyse its cultural stance to modernism. Modernism being defined by fixed constructs and conventions, it is the idea that we consciously construct ideas and manipulate materials for deployment. (Booker, 2007) As these conventions were formed, materials were manipulated in a way to make the process seem as seamless as possible. For instance with the technique of the invisible cut, seen in all modernist films but a good example being The Birth of a Nation (1915) where the cut is hidden through the matching of action on each shot. (Wendy Apple, 2004). In modernist films through techniques such as the invisible cut the audience is drawn into a false reality where everything that could be done was to avoid the audience being drawn into the filmmaking process. 

This is very much opposed to in post-modern film. For instance one of the first films that could attribute or retain to being post-modern was Vertov's Man With a Movie Camera (1929). The film itself contains some very self-reflexive content, with references to the filmmaking process. It also appears not to attain to creating an overlaying story. Instead allowing each individual sequence to be seen as individual unconscious thought. In relation to these aspects of the film, Slavoj Zizek (2008, p158) describes the creative process of post-modernism as “the moment we get rid of the perspective of illusion: what appears, within modernism, as the limit impending the subject’s self-expression," the key focus here being ridding the audience of previously manipulated illusions. In the film Vertov includes shots of the film camera, his cinematographers, the editors and even shots of film being edited. Here, effectively breaking the fourth wall to his audience; the action of addressing the audience directly. Instead of focusing on a story that the images are to convey, the film focuses more on the images themselves. (Booker, 2007, p135) 

But what other aspects convey the post-modern film? Postmodernism is often defined by its breaking of conventional forms, for example the idea that the audience should not see the production process, manipulating conventions and bending them to its own means. None more so than the genre parody films. These films both mocked and reflect upon pre-established genre conventions. Through the audience’s cultural understanding, they are able to laugh and enjoy satirical versions of scenes seen in other well-known films. Joseph Natoli (1994, p14) describes the situation as one of the factors of “The journey from modernity to post-modernity, a journey which displacement replaces hierarchy," he digresses that this, “has proliferated the number of dissenting cultural narratives" (Natoli, 1994, p14). So as post-modernist filmmakers have displaced the hierarchal genre system. Rather than destroy the confinement of genre codes, they have instead added to them. This has been done by combining the previous codes and conventions of modernist genres, which in turn has created new ones.
         
Post-modern cinema is often seen as a combination of past influences and the distorted issues of the present. Many view the attributes of post-modern film through its fragmented nature, as a distortion to the story. Others view this a more revealing realistic form of representation. Stripping away the falsities of the modernist synthetic utopia. Academics such as (Booker, 2007; Levy, 1999; and Zizek, 2008), have all engaged in this aspect of the post-modern. With their analysis ending each with varying conclusions.
         
When discussing his views on fragmentation in postmodern film Booker (2007, p2) stated “the increasing fragmentation of postmodern film can in many ways be seen as a logical extension of older montage techniques and indeed of the evolution of film itself." To him this is a positive move for cinema allowing filmmakers more freedom in their practice that may eventually lead to the advancement in audience engagement.
         
Levy (1999, p56) however sees the effects of postmodern film on the overall landscape of cinema as having a much more negative effect, suggesting that “The diverse, referential, self-reflexive, collagelike character of post modern film draws inspiration from the decline of the classical Hollywood metanarrative." What he is claiming here is that not only has postmodernist film had an overall negative effect on the modernist genre orientated metanarratives, but that if the current trend continues that it will effectively kill the previous conventional forms. The more prominent postmodern film becomes, the further modernist film declines. In some ways this is true however this is not quite the case. Postmodernist film hasn’t as Levy suggested caused a wider disintegration of previously conformed cultural metanarratives. Instead as postmodern films has become more prominent their referential style has seen an expansion of previous genre standings. Films are still analysed and grouped into pre-standing genres nevertheless with the addition of new subgenres formed throughout the postmodern age. An example of this being the horror comedy, which as the name clearly suggests, mocks defined conventions, sequences and characters that have appeared throughout the horror genre. One example of this is Scary Movie (2000) that uses scenes and characters from other movies played to comedic effect. And yet these parody / homages to the genre haven’t seen the decline of other sub genres such as the slasher or haunted house pictures as Levy in the previous statement indicated it would.
         
With most of these opinions being rather vague all to some extent bias. It is Zizek (2008, p141) who gives the most clear and concise comment on the fragmented nature of postmodernism, concluding that “Post-modernism thus accomplishes a kind of shift of perspective in relation to modernism: what in modernism appeared as the subverse margin–symptoms in which the repressed truth of the “faults" totality emerges–is now displaced into the very heart, as the hard core the Real that different attempts of symbolisation endeavour in vain to integrate and to “gentrify."
In this he is saying that Modernism intentionally or unintentionally, suppresses the truth through its conformist nature. With Modernist film-forcing filmmakers into a position where they had to subvert their materials to previously categorical constructs. But these in turn suppress the artist's ability to symbolise freely. Instead artists were still being limited to the gentry of conformity. By means of the displacement of the post-modern however, filmmakers were given much more freedom of the narratives. Allowing them to present sequences and events in orders of their own choosing. This truly affected the use of narrative in films though, as now filmmakers were freer to manipulate time and space in the interests of the representation of an event itself. Whereas with previous Modernist films where the narrative was manipulated as a supporting device for the story. Films could now be manipulated in a way as to the narrative being the key creative tool in directing the audience’s opinion around a particular character or event.
         
And it is here, in the first person narrative of the post-modern era that I wish to focus on. Which now brings me onto the subject of existentialism. Existentialism is the philosophical schooling with the focus on examining the human existence. The origins of existentialism began to appear in post world war two France in the influential writings of Jean-Paul Sartre, Albert Camus and Simone de Beauvoir (Seigneuret, 1988). In Seigneuret’s writings he suggests existentialism attempts to say that people in society should be defined by their own individuality. That people should not be viewed in their relation to prior concepts of mass society. Instead that we should look at a person’s own individual understanding of society and their own internal values. (1988, p 485) 

In the book The Existential Imagination Hamalian and Karl (1973) both state that in essence existentialism is the theory that, “It is only man in his consciousness which matter, and all philosophy must be in terms of man's existence, that is, existential." Here they reinforce my opinion that existentialism is the internal questionings of the struggles of man. They also continue to push the idea that to look at and engage in an investigation of the wider society and social structures would not truly help in the analysis of individuality. For the subject of internal needs vary from person to person.
         
Like conformism, the Modernist drama remains very subjective. Laying its information out to the audience members as externally as possible. David Galen's (2003, p60) explains “Unlike existential fiction, which focused on the internal struggle for beliefs, drama does not present internal thoughts to the audience at all, and so can focus its energies on the strange instability of the external world.” So by this standing existential fiction cannot be recognized in the traditional drama form. As drama aims to capture the emotions of events concerning wider mass culture, existentialism puts itself opposed to this. Instead focusing on our internal struggles and the impossibility of understanding humanities self-worth in the wider question of existence.
         
So what is it then that defines a focal character of existential fiction? In a world where they are one among billions of individuals, it would be easy to fall into group surroundings although this is never the case. As protagonists of existential fiction standout, instead pushing to make judgments of their own. Choosing to define their own rudimental being, whether through choice or social needs. Hamalian and Karl (1973, p12) state that the characters are hereby “stripped of tradition, custom, or belief–must make his own decisions, find his own truths". By the tone of the comment we can tell that this to them has an overall negative effect on the protagonists of existential fiction. The use of the word “must” puts into the mind of the reader a forced change in the characters perspective. Nevertheless one of the defining aspects of existentialism is the understanding that we as people have freedom of choice. An ability that allows us to create our own ideas and opinions and not just rely on the stories of others to create meanings. 

In my film the protagonist Adam is presented with a situation, which could be read many ways depending on how an individual chooses to define it. Here he is presented with a prophecy in a dream sequence. In this an event is prophesised, which may take place in a few days time. He becomes deeply concerned about the possible truth in this idea. However it constantly remains cautious around such factual ideals. Reacting in a seemingly strange way a work colleague asks him about what is troubling him. Informing the colleague about the dream, he in turn gives Adam his opinion on what it could possibly mean. Adam listens to the advice and although he believes the information to be good, we hear through narration that he is unable to do as his friend suggests. Because while he is able to recognise the authenticity of the advice, he knows that he himself wouldn't be able to just ignore this prophecy. While for others the advice may be positive furthermore eventually encouraging them to forget the previously prophesised events. Adam knows that as the sort of person he is, that he wouldn't be able to simply forget this so easily. For as an existential character, Adam is but one individual in a crowd of billions who must find his own path. 

But how is it that a character truly defines his or her self-concept? There is always going to be some semblance of cultural influence of course. However we should just focus on how a character defines their self-image. Brian McHale (1992, p46) suggested that a persons understanding of society comes from our own contextualising of information. He puts it that “A characters interior construction of the world diverges the authorial projection of it, and the “angle" of this divergences serves to inform us about the structure of this character's consciousness." By this we can understand that when a character receives information they do not immediately act on this. Instead, when information is received the character contextualises it according to their general understandings of subject or the concerned matter. Once an understanding is reached the information is acted upon. As a result of continual use of this method we can create more multi-layered characters. Giving the audience an opportunity to conclude on their own opinions on particular aspects of the characters personality. 

One of the defining features of my own film will be the revelation of the prophecy. Which in itself is the key driving force behind the characters actions. However the aesthetic of the prophecy itself I wish to remain open to interpretation. This way the audience can be allowed to argue and come up with amongst each other their individual conclusions. Giving the audience a greater connection with the work by allowing them to relate the prophet to religious and intellectual interpretation. Or to put it simply, embodying ones own opinions. By doing this it requires a particular type of audience construction, which in turn causes theoretical breaking of the forth wall. Triggering audiences to examine them selves in order to interpret the film. This is achieved through as Booker (2007, p154) puts it “ blurring of the separation between fiction and reality as part of a more general withering of boundaries (between genres, between high and low culture, and so one) that is typical of post-modern culture."
As previously discussed post-modernism is a reflection on modernism. In which previously defined conventions are juxtaposed to create something new. The same can be said in terms of existential fiction and drama. With the existential being the focus on the internal subject and drama being the focus on the external. “Unlike existential fiction, which focused on the internal struggle for beliefs, drama does not present internal thoughts to the audience at all, and so can focus its energies on the strange instability of the external world.” (Galens, 2003) 

Then what is it exactly that truly defines the existential being. This was probably stated best by Coltrera (1962, p166) saying that “Existentialism, in its chosen role as chorus to our age chants a sad litany: we are born into this world alone, live in loneliness, and go out of this world alone. Death is sure and the nothingness beyond it arouses dread. We have known original sin, and guilt is the condition of our existence. We are separated, each from the other, by the tradition and ways of our present culture and times. Existentialism tells us that these are the conditions of existence, and to be aware of existence is to know them. To do something about his lot man must come to life with a sense of "engagement." To the given moment of "engagement" man must present himself as an intensity and entirety.” This statement in itself relates heavily to the principals of not just my own film, but also to my three examples. In A Clockwork Orange (1971) the character of Alex’s sense of engagement from the world comes from his own urges to commit violent crime, this being what he enjoys and gains from. When his ability to commit such acts is taken away from him, he is unable to relate to the world and engage in acts that previously stimulated him. Because of this and the abandonment of his friends and family he has become isolated to the world. His ability to freely choose as well as express himself has been removed by the government in order to make him a law-abiding citizen. But in the process he has become as the title reveals, a “Clockwork Orange”, a living thing that will only do as it was designed to do. 

A similar instance changes the life of Charles Foster Kane in Citizen Kane (1941) where as a young boy his parents give him away to a wealthy banker. This sets in motion the way in which Kane reacts socially with other people. Through the seeming abandonment of his parents he constantly strives for the attention of others. Whether through friends, colleagues, or his wives, Kane persistently aspires to receive the attention and devotion of others. However the more he receives the more it is not enough. From being a well-respected media mogul he then aims to run for political office. We are led to believe that he chooses to do this because of his quest for attention as opposed to a genuine attempt to help others. Although whether he realises this is debatable, nevertheless this leads to a negative turn when he is discovered to be having an affair. After this Kane is never quite the same man and it is only on his deathbed when analysing the events in his life that he thinks back to the last time when he was truly happy. Muttering his last word “Rosebud”, that throughout the film is presented as a possible link to some truth behind Kane as a man. It is, and in the last scene of the film we see a simple childhood sleigh thrown into a furnace with the name “Rosebud” on it. This to Kane was a reminder of the simpler times of his early childhood; to the times in which he felt true love and happiness. 

Because of his past Kane as a character often struggled to connect with others. This is something that occurs quite often in existential fiction, as protagonists stay wary of their surroundings. In relation to this George Cotkin (2003, p30) suggested that these characters are “deeply suspicious of human nature, or at least of the motivations of others. Aware of man’s rapacity and capacity for sin, the hard-boiled hero seeks to escape illusion. He remains, however, in danger of surrendering to its allure”. By this he means that because of their negative opinions of humanity as a whole, these protagonists struggle to relate to others emotionally. This is usually because of past experiences in their lives or the way they have previously been treated by others. They in turn remain hesitant to society and aim to control their own destiny. The character of Alex in A Clockwork Orange (1971) shows his distrust of society when he describes it as the “wicked world.” His frustration with society comes from its views on him as a person. In the novel this is explained clearer when he questions the interest of analysing why people are good or bad. In his opinion, “badness is of the self, the one, the you or me on our oddy knockies, and that self is made by old Bog or God and is his great pride and radosty. But the not-self cannot have the bad, meaning they of the government and the judges and the schools cannot allow the bad because they cannot allow the self.” (Burgess, 2000) 

By this we can begin to understand more clearly that Alex’s distrust of society comes from his contention with its conformism. In the same way society is against his violent actions as they go against their ideas of conformity and moral values. However Alex sees his behaviour as an expression of himself and his choices. With this thinking he sees society as a destructive force upon itself; trying to manipulate others to give up their individualism in order to be part of a larger communal system. 

The same distrust of others can be seen in the three protagonists of The Rules of Attraction (2002), in which each of the focal characters falls for one another, only for that individual not to reciprocate those feelings back. In fact this is how we are introduced to each of these characters in the very first scene, following the aftermath of the rejection from the person they desired. Because of this they begin view others and society in a pessimistic manner. They shut out others to try and avoid being hurt on an emotional level. These closeted emotions are let out in a scene with Sean and Lauren when she explains, “No one ever knows anyone. Ever. You will never know me.” But it is this mentality that then feeds into these same anxieties. Each of them face rejection on some level. Sean, Paul and Lauren have all been hurt in their attempts to open up. Also because of this they have become hesitant towards others, which in turn has caused a domino effect causing each of them to be placed into the same situation. 

Yet this does not simply mean that because two people are presented with the same situation that they will react in the same way. The way in which an individual reacts to any given situation is based on those persons own “Self-concept.” (Victor, 1976) A person’s self-concept is created from their knowledge and understandings of themselves in relation to a larger societal structure. An example for this might be that a persons view on a subject such as politics. This may be different from someone of another social class because of the seemingly different opportunities available to them. Another instance of this could be the subject of abortion, with people’s views on the subject influenced by societal stigma and religious beliefs. 

Nevertheless there are a large number of possible influences on a person’s self-concept. But this is probably summarized best by Michael Argyle (1969) who broke down the idea of the self-concept into two separate aspects. These being the self-image, that is the manner that people view themselves. With the second being a person’s self-esteem, which is the way a person measures their self worth in relation to wider societal and cultural structures. To simplify the self-image is people’s internal views of themselves whereas external forces influence their self-esteem. 

Relating back to The Rules of Attraction (2002), Sean, Paul and Lauren have all been hurt in their attempts to open on an emotional level. Because of this they have all had their self-esteem damaged. Which in turn has caused a change in their self-image as they have become more wearily cynical in the way they interact with others. 

A similar damaging effect happens in the lifetime of the character of Charles Kane. As I have previously stated his parents gave him away as a child. Since this event Kane constantly strives for the loving attention of others. Kane’s former friend Jedediah Leland puts it best when he says to a reporter, “That’s all he really wanted out of life was love. That’s Charlie’s story - how he lost it.” However it is the need for love and attention that causes the breakup to both of his marriages, with his first marriage ending after it is discovered he is having an affair. Kane then proceeds to marry his mistress who he forces into an operatic career. She eventually decides that she can’t take the pressure and attempts to commit suicide. She recovers from this however, spending most of her time indoors at Kane’s mansion. He begins showering her with gifts but stays distant, causing her to leave him. 

This proves too much emotional heartbreak for Kane as following this he shuts himself away in his mansion. He has changed from an adventurous young man with a sad childhood into a bitter old man who shuts out the world. During this time his self-image has changed. He now fears emotional connections with others because of previous hurt he has received at the hands of people from his past, with his self-esteem having now been worn down.

Nonetheless this isn’t to say that these characters are innocent to their positions. Other than the initial rejection of his mother, it was Kane that caused the breakup of both of his marriages. By seemingly shutting out others after these events he has accepted that he will be forever unloved. This idea relates to the self-fulfilling prophecy, of which Diane Harris (2005, p272-273) describes as “A false definition of a situation, or a belief which one acts upon, actually manifests itself as truth and further strengthens the belief.” When Kane shuts away the world he does so to avoid further hurt but in the process he also stops any possibility of finding love again. He has in the process come to the conclusion that opening up to others would only lead to more hurt. But this appears to be an idea that he has had in his mind for a long time. In fact the idea has been continually reinforced through his own judgments. His first wife left him because he was having an affair. So in that process he has caused a kind of self-affirmation on the subject of love. When he becomes distant to his second wife this is because he is trying to avoid any more emotional hurt. However this causes the opposite effect as she ends up leaving him for this exact reason. Whilst arguing she states “You don’t love me! You want me to love you! Sure, I’m Charles Foster Kane! Whatever you want – just name it and it's yours! But you’ve got to love me!” 

Kane has eventually allowed his insecurities to overwhelm him, becoming in the process one of the defining features of his character. In the same way the characters of Sean, Paul and Lauren have adopted a pessimistic view on life in relation to others. They accept what’s happened without showing any optimism in trying to move on or make a positive change in their behaviour. Instead they seem to wallow in a state of melancholy, as though this is the way life will always be. 

But this in truth is the way they have chosen to think. Each of the characters I have examined in this essay has through their own judgement and experiences come to a very similar conclusion. In modernist dramas I have discussed earlier, the characters of Macbeth and Oedipus allow the outside influences of a prophecy to manipulate the way they act. In turn this eventually leads to each of their downfalls. In fact in relation to both Citizen Kane (1941) and The Rules of Attraction (2002) the same exterior social events cause negative connotations for the protagonists. The only character who isn’t changed by the events of their narrative is Alex. However he does for a period of time lose his free will and it is only at the end of the film he gets it back. Yet out of all of these characters Alex is amoral and he is the one we would most wish to change his ways. 

But this doesn’t mean that all postmodern or existential fiction protagonists have to have a negative outlook on life. Take for example Annie Hall (1977) in which the protagonist is dealing with a recent breakup. Through the film we see different events of his life and their time together. Nonetheless even though the couple never get back together they do stay good friends. He hasn’t allowed this big emotional event in his life to change him. Instead it has made him a better person, who is wiser to the world, now ready to move forward with his life. 

With this I would like to conclude on this study. From the beginning of my research I thought that the idea of the self-fulfilling prophecy would work as a plot guide, driving the character development. However this is not the case, as I now believe this to be more of a plot point and catalyst, causing Adam to change his life for the better. The plot is instead guided by his memories and his thoughts regarding recent events that have unfolded in his life. This is then shown in a non-linear style to highlight their equal importance to him. This is intentionally done in a postmodern manner. I have also come to a conclusion as to how I am going to mix together these two opposing styles. By using the device of the split screen in my final scene I am going to show two alternative outcomes. In one of these outcomes Adam unable to not think about the predicted prophecy, he goes for a walk to try and clear his head. Unfortunately while he is doing this an event causes the prophecy to be fulfilled. The other version of events sees Adam pushing out his anxieties and simply moving forward by going to sleep. While the version of Adam that is seriously injured loses consciousness the two images re-merge into a dream. In truth this shows on a basic level how, as an existential man, Adam is defined by his choices. By having the two possible outcomes re-merge it highlights how his decisions can really change his life.



Bibliography

Books

Argyle, M (1969). Social Interaction. London: Methuen. p356.

Booker, MK (2007). Postmodern Hollywood: What's New in Film and Why It Makes Us Feel So Strange. Oxford: Praeger.

Burgess, A (2000). A Clockwork Orange. 4th ed. London: Penguin Classics. P31.

Cotkin, G (2003). Existential America. Baltimore: The Johns Hopkins University Press. p30.

Galens, D (2003). Literary Movements for Students. Andover: Gale. p60.

Harris, DK. (2005). Self Fulfilling Prophecy. In: Palmore, EB. Branch, L. and Harris, DK. Encyclopedia of ageism. New York: The Haworth Press. p272-273.

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Levy, E (1999). Cinema of Outsiders: The Rise of American Independent Film. New York: New York University Press. p56.

McHale, B (1992). Constructing Postmodernism. London: Routeledge. p46.

Merton, RK (1949). Social Theory and Social Structure. New York: Free Press. p423.

Natoli, JP (2001). Postmodern Journeys: Film and Culture 1996-1998. Albany: State University of New York Press. P14.

Seigneuret, JC (1988). Dictionary of Literary Themes and Motifs: A-I v. 1. Westport: Greenwood Press.

Sophocles, 2008. Antigone, Oedipus the King and Electra. Translated from Greek by H.D.F Kitto. 3rd ed. Oxford: Oxford University Press.

Victor, L. (1976). Self Concept. In: Lee, V. and Williams, M. Social Relationships, Part 2, Socialization, the self-concept and the self-fulfilling prophecy. Milton Keynes: Open University Press.

Zizek, S (2008). Enjoy Your Symptom!: Jacques Lacan in Hollywood and Out. 3rd ed. New York: Routeledge.

Films

A Clockwork Orange, 1971. Film. Directed by Stanley Kubrick. UK/USA: Warner Bros. Pictures.

Annie Hall, 1977. Film. Woody Allen. USA: Rollins-Joffe Productions.

Citizen Kane, 1941. Film. Directed by Orson Welles. USA: RKO Pictures.

Man With A Movie Camera, 1929. Film. Dziga Vertov. Soviet Union: VUFKU.

Scary Movie, 2000. Film. Keenen Ivory Wayans. USA: Dimension Films.

The Birth Of A Nation, 1915. Film. David Llewelyn Wark Griffith. USA: David W. Griffith Corp.

The Cutting Edge: The Magic of Movie Editing, 2004. Video. Directed by Wendy Apple. USA: A.C.E.

The Rules Of Attraction, 2002. Film. Directed by Roger Avery. USA/Germany:  Kingsgate Films.


Journal Entries

Coltrera, JT. (1962). Psychoanalysis and Existentialism. Journal of the American Psychoanalytic Association. 10 (32), p166.




Sunday 14 October 2012

Short Story - Old Manor House by Steven Frank McHugh


In these few years past I have often found myself wandering around this old manor house, lingering from place to place in what has become a rather empty estate. Since the passing of my dear wife who I cared for so, I have become indifferent to the outside world. Friends who have visited have suggested for me to find a new wife or seek condolence in other methods, but I feel they do not understand. Their visits come much less frequent now, in fact, it may have been years since I welcomed any of them into the presence of my path. I don’t blame them though, for I wouldn’t have been much company for them even if I had. Yet as the winter has progressed I have noticed a change in the air outside this, my old manor house. An unsettling wind briskly approaches and with it comes a deep dark fog, to the likes of which I cannot remember such a thing in all my past comprehension.

From my bedroom window I gaze upon it now, trying to fully engage this monstrous presence upon my land. Perhaps to fully impress upon you the image of which I see before me, I would first need to express the land of which my family have resided on for some four hundred years no less. The manor is of an old timber frame built in its original construction during the Tudor reign. Although before this other less exuberant holdings stood of which my family had previously resided. Beyond the Manor house lies the old stonewall, which in recent times has been downscaled and hastened to it a more modern iron fence has been placed. Beyond this lies the clear grassy area of the houses grounds. Upon further distance to the north, lie the farmlands of the peasants who have served my family for generations. Of these people I have very little interaction, and only those who monitor my personal grounds do I come into contact with on any discernible basis. Even this, has become more limited in the past few years as I have gradually began to reside more and more within the Manor house itself.
        
But something was different now, as something had moved me in a way in which I've not felt obliged to do anything for some time now. It was that fog alone. That strange mystical entity that now rested upon my grounds seemed to show no disposition of change in direction. Instead it now rested just beyond my gate in a discerning stationary manor. As though at a halt, the fog lingered in the air. It seemed now as though there was no wind as though nature had been erased and some dark presence had taken its place. It had moved, it had chased, it had formed shape and now it had stopped as though it had found its destination there sitting in wait.

And yet there were no strange signs of anything being out of the ordinary. That is all appeared relatively calm, at least at first gaze one would think so. There were no discernible noises of which to speak. No surreal supernatural howls of the night to speak of. But the thing of which haunted me most was not that of some strange supernatural entity, which had appeared from nowhere, it was that which appeared to have disappeared that most disturbed myself. The noticeable absence of the peasants walking through my fields, the disappearance of the voices of others, who even in recent years I had spoken to little still kept in me a presence of unity to the outside world. Soon more sounds and sights faded from my domain. In time I no longer heard the rustling of trees or the tweeting of birds singing in the morning. It was one of those days not so long ago as I realise the world turned to silence, and I believed it was only at that point that I realised I was truly alone. It is hard to encompass such augmented feelings into words, but never the less I must admit that the absence of others ate away at my entire being as to the likes of which I assume few have ever felt.

It was over these next few days I pondered my situation, nevertheless, a true fear and terror grew inside me on contemplation of leaving this place. A fear of my own safety swept over me like that of a lost child being driven to tears at the thoughts of there own possible fate; the loss of the known and the familiar, and all of the unappreciated features that come with such knowledge. Strange that we rarely consider the normalities that keep us in comfort and peace until they are taken away from us, leaving us stripped to possibilities of the unknown. Yet that is what I was here now, alone. Here now in this place I was unaware of what great catastrophes may have happened to that of the outside world. I felt I needed to leave, search for others in hopes of gaining some semblance of the familiar or at the least, normal. And so it was at these considerations that I left my home. As I made my way out of the door I paced myself slowly as to keep on guard. Making my way along the path the temperature seemed to grow cold as the feeling of a brisk breeze reached me. As I unlocked the padlock the wind grew stronger as I pulled the now free gate open. And it was there that I stood a while before finally allowing myself to continue forward, as I now began to enter the deep density of the fog.

My vision as I continued forward was discorded as I tried to make reference of my surroundings. I had brought along with me a torch in hope it would help my vision, but with the deep density of the fog it was providing little to no help. The ground appeared to change as I made my way along, with it having upon itself a deep inconsistency. The ground appeared to be uneven as I walked along it; giving the appearance it had been unkempt as I delved upon its differing layers. The grass also had a strange variation to it, seemingly suggesting to both plain grassy playing fields and the arable farmland of the peasants. But still as I continued on I found nothing to indicate anyone else was here. I came into contact with no one as I carried on and the more I kept on the worse I felt going forward.

Although I would of prayed for rain before now, or some other sign of the truest nature in my humble home, I was now being made fully aware of their continued presence. I had dressed for the worse when I left that morning but no clothes I bare could have prepared me for such circumstances. As the torrential rain battered me along, I was hacked and slashed by the ice-cold tips of the torrid winds. The weather it seemed had a mind of its own, ostensibly concerned that I did not move on. My feet now stuck into the ground as my boots continued to dredge forward. Under my feet now appeared to rest only mud. I questioned myself after I had seemingly wandered directionless as to where I might be. The only logical conclusion I could think as to my surroundings was that I must have wandered into the horse’s enclosure. But how was this possible? The enclosure was always locked except for in the time of feedings, and I myself had not heard the gallops of feet along the ground or the sound of anything other than natures raw and footsteps, of which having been my own.

With all this in mind I decided to search for the farmhouse, yet with no point of reference from which to gain my bearings this proved exceedingly difficult. I resolved then that I would be best to continue forward making my way to what hopefully would lead to the surrounding fencing. But as I tried to move forward I was suddenly knocked to the ground. I had it seemed, caught my foot on a piece of hardened ground or rock and lost my orientation. As I sat there exhausted the wind continued to beat down on me. The rain it seemed was penetrating my every fibre of being, as it continued its long process of eroding me. And yet still before my eyes lingered that deepness, that inescapable presence of this eerie fog. I attempted to stand up but I had injured my knee on the way down from the fall. And so I lay there exhausted, with the pain slowly fading as my body gradually became numb. I then felt my breathing begin to slowly grow fainter, my eyes grew heavy and all sense of what was happening withered within my head as I began to pass out.

I knew not what events had passed as I awoke, but upon further inspection I realised my surroundings were now that of my own bedchamber. Of how long I had been here I also knew not, yet these thoughts would have to wait. As the days passed I slowly began to regain my strength. As I began to recover time seemed to have no bearings of it’s own as I drifted from consciousness; remembering only small fragments of which together still do not make up enough information for true comprehension. I remember seeing the sight of strange beings passing through my room. Large dusty shadows lurched over me as I lay in bed but moved at erratic paces. They flew across the room entering and leaving as they pleased. There seemed from what I saw to be no recognition of me from these visitors. The closest I came to contact from any of them was when one of the smaller of the creatures sat at the end of my bed, yet this presence was hushed up and consumed by another larger figure as it left the room.

I questioned then what these things might be, no sane man wouldn’t. Could these things, be the dissenters of earth? Could they be the cause of what had happened and what was going on? If so then it must have been them who rescued me and brought me back. But why if they had disposed of all others, was I still here? Yet like the people who had came before them as my condition improved so lessened the appearances of these unwanted guests. Maybe I had imagined them I thought to myself at the time. Perhaps they were just hallucinations. It was hard to tell.

I was back now to a reasonable condition but from outside it appeared to still be winter. I looked on from my bedroom window to see still outside rested an ever integrant feature as it had become, of that most deep and darkest of fogs resting only slightly away from my manor halls. No mistakes must be made this time if I were to try to escape. I must be ready and have a plan in action. For this I began to gaze through the manor library for the recorded mapping of the area. I decided the safest root to escape was by passing through the private grounds to the south, then from there moving west through a small woodland path leading to the small village of Northwinden. It seemed now to be the safest place to escape. Bagelei had clearly fallen pray to whatever rested to the north but from previous inspection from the south the fog seemed to succeed in density. That and unlike Bagelei, Northwinden was still outlined by its original fortified stone blunderings.

Wanting to travel as light as possible I packed only a few proficiencies however I made sure I was more heavily layered this time in the case of any weather conditions. I wore a few layers of my thickest clothes for the walk and rapped around myself some spare linen from one of the infrequently visited guest rooms. I thought to myself as I began to step out that I were successful then I would finally be able to engage myself with another human being. So small were my dreams now, yet in my situation it seemed still to be a world away from present reality.

As I made my way along the path the fog was quite shallow. I could see along the path to quite some distances and the sound of tweeting birds greeted me as I made my way forward. I took deep breaths of the cold winter air. I was engrossed by my surroundings but I knew I must press on. I must say however that the ever-growing presence of the sights and sounds of nature was bliss to me at that time being. Making my way forward the path was quite clear before me, yet as I dissented further along up the track the fog seemed to increase to my sides until I could see no further than the surfaces of the woodland I was passing. Despite of this the path remained still clear until I exited the private gardens.

Upon leaving through the small Iron Gate I was again consumed by the fogs density. I had however; already studied the mappings of the area so I would not be in need of the notes I had brought along for the journey. As I continued forward I noticed the path was still clear in sight. A brisk wind rattled ever so slightly along my back as I walked on. The weather it seemed, motioned in a way as so the path was clearing around ten feet or so beyond my eyesight. The sound of fallen leaves withered under my boots along the path as the place itself seemed in limbo, in a state of shock all it’s own. Something really didn’t seem quite right as I made my way along the path alone. I turned to look back to the sight of a hidden nothingness. I knew then I must keep on forward and so there was no point in delaying the fact.

Moving on I noticed a sign along the path directing me west to Northwinden. The path itself seemed to brighten on the edge west of the intersection, as the sun blew down its rays into my new path. Here I carried on towards the sun with the heat slowly beating down upon me. Walking along I began to remove layers of excess clothing as the heat began to permeate. I striped myself of the sheets I had rapped over me. Throwing and discarding them in capricious manor as the heat became my main adverse. Far along the path now it had gotten to the point where I had only my vest covering my chest. I had discarded my coats and jackets leaving me only with a thick shirt, which I had now tied around my waist. As I did so I noticed something heavy in my pocket digging lightly into my leg. I placed my hand in to retrieve the mysterious item to discover a locket. I instinctively pulled the item out and opened it to discover in it a small portrait. The portrait was that of my wife, Emily some years ago and me. When youth was blissful and life was full and rich, with hopes and promises and dreams of futures now past.

I closed the locket. You see when she passed I hid it. I could no longer look upon it. All that was good had gone, and all’s that the picture would do was linger as a reminder of what I had lost and what was now gone. Life. And so once again now I hid it. Hid away what had been in an effort to stay strong in my hope for retaining some sense normality. In my effort id distanced myself and now here I was again on my own this time however striving for others. At one point making my way forward the light became blinding. The beams now penetrated my mind, envisioning in me only the majestic magnificence of the white nothingness of the heavens themselves. I put my arms up to try and catch vision of what now lay before me. Approaching from the nothingness I had wandered into and through was an outline of beauty.  Visions flowed through my mind and in the literal sense now before me. The angelic figure continued on wistfully towards myself as all had turned to peace. Through the mists of nature, and the densities of fog rose the young and untroubled beauty of my wife as she had been in the time of our youth. Shock and awe perpetrated my psyche as the sound of chores of young choirboys at mass caressed through my mind. Standing before her tears streamed down my face as my time had come to an end. For only in the majestic harmony of heaven could such magnificence remain.

I had lost her to paradise and yet here she was still waiting for me for her to claim. In all those years I had hidden away in hate of all those that wished to remain. All I wished was for her to be in my presence once again. So much so that I had wished away all conscious understanding and connection with the outside world until all but that what I wished to keep remained. I was dead to the present and so it was dead to me. I lingered unknown to the new world around me in a kind of purgatory all of my own, between the world of the dead and the living. I had waited there and documented my thoughts and experiences as I went along not living, but still experiencing these evanescent things.

And so as I write this to you now I wish you not sully in the memories of those fleeting pasts. Do not linger as I did in that way of nothingness and lack of being. Move forward, embrace those things not always but sometimes we take for granted. The rustling of the trees, the beauty of nature in all its forms, the company of friends and family, and most importantly the presence of those we love, for we neither last for ever in this world nor will we forever remain in the presence of one another.