June 27, 2011 § Leave a comment
As history, it’s twisted, fragmented – a quality wrongly read by most critics as incoherence or wilful deception – and all the more valuable for that, a gesture to “seize hold of a memory as it flashes up at a moment of danger” (Walter Benjamin). There are devastating moments that seem to crystallise entire volumes of thought about our dreadful historical situation. The piercing originality of thought inextricable from formal innovation comes within sight: the series’ verdict on neo-liberalism and evolutionary psychology (our thinly-disguised version of 19th-century social Darwinism) is crushing and timely; but it slips away again.
Me on Adam Curtis. There is a hell of a lot more to be written about All Watched Over…, which I would have written with more space & time – though Mark Sinker’s Film Quarterly piece on him is a fine start.