NYLON: In 1966, Yoko Ono’s “Ceiling Painting, Yes Painting” was shown at London’s Indica Gallery. It’s an interactive work: Gallery-goers could climb the six steps of a white ladder to reach a platform; once there, they would find a magnifying glass, hanging by a chain and attached to a framed sheet of glass, suspended from the ceiling. By picking up the magnifying glass, and using it to look at the frame, a single word could be found: YES.
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This article really digs deep into Tarantino’s work over the years and I have to say, even with the tough subject matter and reason behind the article, he’s still pretty inspiring. I love the line that says “he creates narratives which are intentionally jarring, designed to unnerve through their extreme use of language and physicality” mostly because that’s exactly what I love to feel when watching one of his films. The intensity level never drops for him and he is so good at pushing and sustaining it throughout films. It’s a tragedy that actors and actresses have suffered in order to create this art and that safe spaces were not sustained as well as his suspense. I also like the relationship the author builds between the audience member and art, as a consensual process in which the audience member willingly participates and the actors must trust the audience, through many mediums, in order to give the performance they need.
I usually don’t take on articles like this, meaning the standing up women are now able to do. I avoided these topics because as a cis male I feel I have no place to talk or give an opinion on the struggles of abused woman. I am just so disgusted for all women who have had to deal with oppression. What I think this article describes is a women who used the oppression of not being able to say no or to report her abuse without severe consequences, and still get ahead in her career. Im conflicted on how I feel. Should I be sad she had to go thought all this abuse in order to make it to the level she is at now? To should I be proud of her accompaniments, and her bravery to come forward and talk about her aggressor? I feel like in the fight for woman rights and safety, I should be told how to be an ally and support the cause.
I've been reading headlines about Uma Thurman's interviews, but haven't stopped to read through the entire story through. As this article analyzes, the line of consent was by far crossed in Tarentino & Thurman's relationship. I can't fathom a situation in which I would feel so pressured that I would perform such a terrifying stunt. But deeper than that horrific incident, the idea of consenting to content is actually puzzling to me. I try to relate this idea to a "typical job". If you work a 9 to 5, you don't like what you sell to want to work. But is participation condoning the act? As Uma said, isn't being a collaborator in the process better than leaving and being replaced? Additionally, the idea that Tarentino "abuses on film" the people he loves is pretty disturbing. I think the article does a good job of comparing this behavior to the idea that the boys who break you Barbie actually like you. Definitely an article I'll let contemplate about for a while.
This idea about consent between a film maker and his/ her audience members is really interesting to me. I am not quite sure what to say about Tarantino's particular actions with Thurman and I am sure other actors he has worked with because it does sound deplorable and really I just kind of figure that Tarantino is not the best kind of guy in this regards. But anyways, I would like to talk about the director/ audience consent part of this article which I find interesting. It is a rather intimate engagement that you agree to when you buy a ticket to a movie or a play. You are purchasing an opportunity to view what an artist felt the need to show possibly millions of people, and that is not something that should be taken lightly. Directors with this much clout right now have a lot of power in our society. In a way, they have the ability to determine what we as a society want to call entertainment, and they get to have the last word on what we see and experience as a collective community across the country and the world. There is a huge amount of trust that goes along with it, which is why I think we feel so betrayed when stories of sexual misconduct come to light. It just seems to hit close to home.
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