Causality

This evening, as I was cooking the curry (not a colloquialism), I thought I’d put on a modern popular film. Its title is almost irrelevant.
The film quickly sets up an improbable premise set in a land of polarised emotions / relationships in the not too distant past. Are they actual eighties toys? Oh, the attention to detail! And bonanza, it’s got an alien in it. Roswell isn’t mentioned but it doesn’t need to be. Provide enough crass cultural references and we can all fill in the dots, a lovely way to pass the time I’m sure.
Were the director to have joined me at the point I switched it off, I’ve little doubt he’d tell me that his milieu is story-telling. You know how the argument goes; there are no new stories (science-fact), so it is beholden on the creatives amongst us to recycle and re-’envisage’ our current stock for the rest of eternity.
It is true that people who create non-static art cannot escape the arrow of time – for us humans, it flows in one direction. Thus, from a suitable perspective, we will be able to detect a beginning, a middle and an end to most works.
To infer from this that we’re all doomed to endlessly repeat the same forms, whatever our intentions, is simplistic and lazy. Our lives all follow that same shape – beginning, living, then dying. Were we to live them as per the dictates of our time’s ‘Entertainment’, there would be no self-determination within our own stories, no questions that we have to answer for ourselves.
As for me, I’d love to collaborate with someone who makes experimental film. Where does one go to meet such types?
There’s something thrilling about the immersion made possible through the confluence of sound and vision and it is in that spirit that I offer the rather circular experience of the above and below.