
I've said it before, and I'll say it again: is there anything to say that hasn't been said already?Is there anything new under the (black) sun?
Was thinking about this whilst watching the Superman t.v. series-the one that retraces his early life-at Nabil's (please note, Roxana, that there's still innocence in the world..hey, what would be new would be to bring some of the people who comment into the main blog space here,.. hint, hint).
Okay, okay, try and kill this post now by the usual methods: a few quotes, semi-academic jargon, faked profundity, etc., etc...
Repetition as a way of avoiding death or the fear of death has, of course, been done to death. And it doesn't work, anyway.
t.v. commercials:
Why is it that it's always the same old tried and tested formula? People in white coats suckering you into the notion that the product has been "scientifically tested", "clinically approved" or the "new and improved" detergent, soap, etc. Repetition of the banal. Recently, there was a programme that looked at the 100 best commercials. Nostalgia for the old days (and if old, then good).
Compensation:
One imagines that in times of stability "rupture", the novel, the startlingly, shockingly new attracts like nothing else, holds us spellbound. And in times of rapid change,flux, 'liquid modernity', one must be served up the 'comfort food' of the familiar, the Same. The instant, which is loved, precisely because it is recurrent.
Variations on a theme:
replicas, cliches, retakes, sagas, remakes, serials, soaps, spirals, whodunits, quotations, loops, flashbacks.
Superman, Star Wars, the story is done, the adventure is over, people age and there's a limit to saying 'to be continued'. What to do? Go back to the beginning...how did we get here? The first was not the first after all: the prequel. This is really interesting (a new trick?)...it's like you come across a blog, read up on what a person writes every day and then wonder: what was she doing before this? The everyday, trivial, things, the 'deep' things, the loves, the hates, the falls... that went up to make up this (virtual) person before you now. The allure of the weight of the past, the loop out of the present and future expectations back to what must have been...the past that doesn't reveal anything new but confirms what you already knew/loved.
Play it again Sam.
You can't talk about repetition without mentioning music, rhythm, innovation.
The series:
The same situation, the same personality quirks that you've come to love; the thrill of pretending you don't know (how infantile: fort-da!); the end that is not the end, but just an episode. The need to hear the story again and again.."In the beginning..."
The saga:
The same circle of events,struggles, illusions, delusions, disasters, personality traits, lives on in others, is passed on, and never breaks out into the new. question: can there be newness without background continuity?
Columbo: You knew this was coming, you expected it from the picture, no? Closure.
Why do you like Columbo so much, more than Morse even (but not more than Sherlock)? Nothing to add to this.
But the real reason I like Columbo is that Ubo would always call me-when I hadn't combed my hair or shaved (and that is always!) - Columbo!... and I like to recall such moments, again, and again, and again.
11 comments:
hey, where did the song go?!
too depressing..it had to go..later on had an interesting discussion with a friend trying to work out whether i'm depressed or anxiety-ridden..hell, neither!
why 'black sun' and all this moping around on the blog, then?
i've go to say: i haven't got a clue (answers on a postcard, please). no 'issues', no trauma, wounds.etc. etc...all that, luckily, has been avoided. just a low-level, self-conscious, fake-ish melancholy.
anyway, that's the short answer.
must get rieff's book on the therapeutic society.
see ya',
b.
seeing it as 'same old, same old' can also be a failure or refusal or inability to engage to ever deeper levels - not an attempt to diagnose you, but rather speaking from experience...
hello, mani!
err...can't say i agree with you...think a lot of stuff is same old, same old and sometimes there isn't anything "deeper"..not trying to analyse you or anything
:-), but i wonder about this all the time: the *need* to find something deeper, the inability to accept life's simple pleasures if one is fortunate enough to have them. i think it's an immense skill-if one doesn't have it naturally-to keep things at the surface, light, open, innocent.
anyways...that's the way i see it, mani.
orr?
how've u been?
take care,
b.
p.s is it cold there?
oh yes, just wanted to add that the 'same old' was at the end of this post and contrary to the negative remarks, something wonderfully, wonderfully, beautiful for me...the joking words of my father, my clown.
b.
i have always been in love with Columbo (but not more than Sherlock) :-)
I say, old bean, you're on to something here. Well said, Watson!
:-)
"Happiness is a light thing":
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SwRs_jj5y4U
oh, and you can try saying that in the original French, if you dare, with your ____ accent :-P
“Le Bonheur est chose légère”...
ps. i am not Watson!
i'm sorry, i couldn't open this link...i hope it's something suitable for family viewing? one never knows nowadays...there's a lot of darkness and sickness off the black sun (not analyzing you or anything..just saying)
and i didn't get your esoteric remark about " ____"
oh, Watson, you are a funny bird!
b!
you really haven't got it until now, have you? that you MUST copy the link and paste in the browser window, then press enter?! unbelievable, Columbo :-P
(Nabil, where are you!!!!)
it doesn't work! i hope it wasn't anything obscene.
why can't you just do the link via html so that i can click directly onto it? I'll do one on your blog so that you "get it" :-)))
but let me look again for these things you talk about...copy, paste, enter.
Nabil is not amused. He doesn't like strange girls talking to him. Did I ever tell you that Nabil is my imaginary friend?
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