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Thursday, April 28. 2011Tselem
A few years back, PETA made a bit of a splash by comparing the slaughter of chickens by KFC to the Holocaust. This, of course, enraged many people, as it seemed to make light of the mass extermination of a people. Still, at the time, I only found the item ridiculous. I assumed PETA was being merely sensationalist, attempting to grab the attention of the media to further their message, subscribing perhaps to the old adage that “there is no such thing as bad publicity.” I was surprised therefore, when having lunch with a young woman at a university a few years back, she told me that, in a hypothetical in which I and her cat were trapped unconscious in a burning building and in which she’d have time to save only one of us, she would save the cat. I laughed at first, assuming she was being funny. But it turns out she was perfectly serious. Her cat and I are both living creatures, she argued, neither more important than the other, but she’s known her cat longer. This stunned me. It’s not so much that she would let me die that bothered me, but her logic. She assumed that all living things deserve the same amount of respect and protection and that a human life was in no way more valuable than a cat’s. Well, she was young, and irreligious, so one shouldn’t be too surprised. What is surprising is that her attitude is on that seems to be growing among the Bible believing religious. This is a disturbing trend and one I wish to counter.
The Torah tells us that when HaShem made man, he singled him out from the rest of creation. The previous creation of fish and fowl, followed by beasts and finally man, suggests a progression, with man as the pinnacle of creation. And then He stops in the creation process and announces his intention to make Man. Something special is about to occur: “And God said, ‘Let us make Man in Our image, after Our likeness. They shall rule over the fish of the sea, the birds of the sky, and over the animal, the whole earth, and every creeping thing that creeps upon the earth.’ So God created Man in His image, in the image of God he created him; male and female he created them” (Gen. 1.26-27.) Man is the only creature made in His image. He does not make cows, chickens, or cats in his image—only man. Some take it to mean that God is man-shaped, a terrible error, inasmuch as God is incorporeal. Had God corporeality, He would have parts, and having parts, it would follow that He must have been created. (For a full discussion on this point, consult Duties of the Heart by R’ Bachya ben Joseph ibn Paquda.) Moreover, other primates would seem to bear God’s image as well, to one degree or another. We might be left with the impression that being made in God’s image refers to opposable thumbs. In The Guide for the Perplexed, Maimonides discusses the world tselem, translated in Gen. 1.26 as image. He compares the word tselem with toar, the latter used specifically to refer to physical form. “The term tselem, on the other hand, signifies the specific form, viz., that which constitutes the essence of a thing, whereby the thing is what it is; the reality of a thing is so far as it is that particular being. In man the ‘form’ is that constituent which gives him human perception: and on account of this intellectual perception the term tselem is employed in the sentences ‘In the tselem of God he created him’ [1]. He also mentions that the word tselem is used when HaShem condemns the form of an idol. Maimonides argues that it is not the physical shape of idols displeasing to God, but “some idea represented by them.” Likewise it is not Man’s physical form which is the image of God, but something inward. The tselem of God impressed on Man is Intellect. It is this that sets Man apart from the rest of animalia. Man is a thinking animal—the thinking animal. Animals are not on the same level as humanity. This is evident in the treatment given to each by HaShem. He tells Noah: “Every moving thing that lives shall be food for you; like the green herbage I have given you everything. But flesh; with its soul its blood you shall not eat. However, your blood which belongs to your souls I will demand, of every beast will I demand it; but of man, of every man for that of his brother I will demand the soul of man. Whoever sheds the blood of man, by man shall his blood be shed; for in the image of God He made man” (Gen. 9.3-6.) Now, if an animal’s life is of the same value as that of a man’s, how can Man be granted license to eat it? Note also, where a man may kill an animal for food, he may not kill another man. And why? Because he has an equal life to right as any other? More than that, he was made in the image of God. He has a special relation to God that no other created thing shares. Now some will take this as license to animal cruelty. But part of God’s command to Noah was that animals should not be eaten with the life still in them. The Torah is full of mitzvahs relating to the kind treatment of animals. And the Noahide commandment not to eat the limb of a living animal is only a category of further commands regarding the proper treatment of animals. If reading this, one has come to the conclusion that I am opposed to vegetarianism, one has missed the point. Vegetarianism is not prohibited by the Torah and it has much to recommend it. But what cannot be lost is the difference between humanity and the animal kingdom. When we rate all lives the same, we ignore great differences and we degrade humanity. Man is distinguished by Reason. God has declared Man to be something special. Dead chickens, no matter the number, do not equate with dead humans. If you are forced with the choice between saving a human or a cat, go for the human. The cat you allow to die will bear you no ill will, but neglecting the human is bound to earn one the ill will of Heaven. [1] Maimonides, Moses. The Guide For The Perplexed. Trans. M. Friedlander. New York: Barnes and Noble. 2004: 18-20. Sunday, August 8. 2010Lost Years I'll Never Get BackI owe my sister an apology. At the beginning, I had no interest in watching Lost. I dislike shows which build mystery upon mystery, which may or may not be explained in the future, usually because they aren’t to even the smallest degree of satisfaction. Usually what seems to happen is that the writers have no explanation for the mystery when they create it, and then a few years down the road they have a checklist of things they need to explain and begin introducing the answers in a rote fashion. It’s unsatisfying. But my wife wanted to watch the show, so I started renting the DVD’s and I watched them with her. And I’ll admit, the acting was very compelling. So was the musical score. But for three seasons, I couldn’t say I liked Lost. I liked certain elements of the show, Locke’s story in particular, but taken all together, I could not enjoy the show wholly, because I was sure that the mysteries had no explanations, and the writers were just making it up as they went. Then came fourth season, and “The Constant.” I already liked Desmond’s story, and like most people, I find “The Constant” to be one of the most compelling hours of Lost. I let my guard down a little after that, and a little more at the end of season four when Penny and Desmond were reunited. I liked that their reunion wasn’t pushed off to the end of the show. It gave me hope that the show wasn’t going to end with the feeling that each box was being checked on the way out. And then I heard an interview with Cuse and Lindelof where they said that they had planned the end of the show from season one. They knew their story. It didn’t look like they were going to be giving us another disjointed final season with nonsense answers coming fast and furious to explain the inexplicable. They knew why everything had happened and what it meant to the greater story. From then on, I let myself enjoy the show. Season five was a blast. And I was excited for through a good part of season six. My sister, on the other hand, maintained her skepticism. She maintained a distance from the show, waiting to see how it turned out. It would either be great or a great failure, but we wouldn’t know until the show was over. I did my best to convince her to just go with it, to have faith in the executive producers, but she didn’t budge. And then, when the show was over, I turned into an apologist, explaining why the lack of explanations made sense within the theme of faith without knowledge. If everything was known on Lost there would be no need for the kind of faith represented in Lost. But, I should have maintained my skepticism. Maybe things weren’t explained for a reason, but much of what was explained was done as if from a checklist or was terribly unsatisfying. While many of the smaller stories within Lost were compelling and moving, the overall narrative of Lost is unsatisifying. Not all of Lost turned out bad. The Giacchino scores were beautiful. The acting was terrific. And small parts of the story along the way were very compelling. The story of Locke and the hatch was incredible. His struggle with believing in a greater purpose while confronted by facts that seemed to indicate that everything happening was a joke played upon him by scientists at the Dharma initiative and ultimately the universe was painful to watch. In the first season he is a man confident, a man of faith. In the second season, this erodes, and doubt is eating him up alive. Terry O’Quinn does a magnificent job. His doubt is magnified by the appearance of Henry Gale whom Sayid tortures, but plays head games with Locke. Michael Emerson is similarly terrific as an actor, and whenever he and Terry O’Quinn are on the screen, one cannot look away. And one of the fascinating things the writers did on Lost was to play with the narrative structure. The flashbacks were a brilliant idea. The audience got to learn about these new characters in two different settings, and one seemed pertinent to the other. The second episode was called “Tabula Rasa” and the show posits the question whether or not one really could get a clean slate. Or does all of the baggage that accompanies each person cause him or her to continue making the same mistakes over and over again? Does free will enable us to change ourselves, or do we, like Sisyphus, continue futilely in the same self-destructive habits? Can Sayid stop torturing? Can Kate stop running? The flashbacks show us who the characters were before coming to the island and the difficulty of changing ourselves even when our entire life situation has changed. And as for the finale, “The End,” it was a very emotional episode. I think most people would have a difficult time not getting a little choked up at some point in the episode. You have the reunions of Claire and Charlie and of James and Juliet. These were both powerful scenes. And of course, you have the end itself, mirroring the opening, with Jack dying there on the beach with Vincent beside him. These were all very moving scenes, which brought tears to the eyes of many a Lostie. But I come not to praise Lost but to bury it. Much of what the show did was set up incredible mysteries. Some of them were fairly simple: How did polar bears get on an island in the middle of the Pacific? Some were considerably more esoteric: What is the significance of Aaron? I bring up this second, because it serves to illustrate one of the points where Lost goes wrong. The Thursday before the finale, Lindelof and Cuse were interviewed and fans all over the country watched the interview live in theaters. (I was one of them.) They talked a little bit about the problem of meeting fan expectations, because the fans do come up with their own ideas about what is going on with the show. And when fan expectations are subverted, people don’t always react favorably. They told the story of a reporter who asked them if they were going to reveal in the finale why Aaron is so important, or was that one of the things they didn’t have time to put in the finale. Strangely, they thought they’d already answered the question. And they explained to her that Aaron wasn’t special, that the man who told Claire that she must raise Aaron was a fraud, which we learned in season two. The reporter apparently couldn’t accept this explanation, and the executive producers chuckled a bit about how fan expectation sometimes prevents the fans from accepting the story as told. But she’s right, and they are wrong. And what they show here is that the show is largely just a bunch of red herrings and meaningless segues that don’t actually have any bearing upon the story as a whole. This is bad writing, and let me explain why. We are expected to believe that a fake psychic, who makes his money running a con basically, decided to give Claire her money back and act scared about Aaron for no good reason. This is no way to run a psychic con. You want to make money not give it back. But maybe he had a moment of conscience. Let’s just pretend he does, though we have no reason to believe he has. So that’s why he gave her the money back. But then, he apparently takes to stalking Claire by phone telling her that she must not give Aaron up for adoption or else it will be disastrous. He must not be raised by “another.” And he takes this ruse (remember, he’s not psychic) so far as to arrange a flight for her to L.A. to give the child to a couple there (who may or may not have been waiting for her.) If Aaron isn’t special, and if this man isn’t having any visions, why is he carrying on like this? There is no explanation. The whole story about Aaron being special is a tempest in a teapot. It amounts to nothing. One can do away with the whole psychic story and it changes nothing except removes the intriguing mystery that kept us coming back for more. That makes the mystery a ploy, not an actual plot point; it’s a trick to keep the audience coming back. We are wondering why Aaron is special and what it means if Kate is raising him rather than Claire. We needn’t have bothered. It didn’t mean anything. It just kept us around for another season. This is a cheat. The writers have misled the audience to keep them coming back, as if their writing is only a marketing ploy. I would venture to say that much of season six serves the same purpose. Many of the things introduced in season six, which as first might seem to lead us to answers lead us to nothing of the kind. The writers try to immunize themselves from this accusation by having Mother tell us that no answers would satisfy us and would in fact only lead to more questions, but that’s a cop-out (“Across The Sea”). It’s their story. If they don’t have satisfactory answers to the questions they’ve put before the audience, then they’ve written a poor story. At times it has been said or implied that there could be multiple explanations to the strange goings on of the show, but I submit that it is not the duty of the viewer to come up with an explanation for the shows strange happenings; it is for the writers. When the show is done, I want to contemplate what I think the show is telling me about life, the nature of humanity and how we ought to live, and not why the Man in Black needed someone else to kill Jacob. If at the end of the tale, I’m left as an apologist explaining gaps in the story, then it wasn’t told well. It’s got me thinking about all the wrong things. I mentioned that the “flash sideways” is a cheat, and that’s because largely it doesn’t make any sense. From the very beginning of the “flash sideways” we see the island sunk. This is not from any character perspective, and doesn’t seem to be anything that anyone aboard the plane would know about. This is just another lie to the audience to make them think they are watching a world in which the Incident did not happen, that the island has been destroyed and so no crash occurs. And while we quickly realize this isn’t the world we know, we don’t know why. I’ve heard explanations for the sunken island posited on various podcasts, but I find them lacking. Also, as a watcher, I don’t consider it my opinion to try to square the story. I consider that the writers’ responsibility. It’s not the only part of the “flash sideways” that doesn’t make any sense, either. Since this turns out to be a part of the afterlife for all these people to meet up, why do they make so much of their lives different and yet the same? Some people die in the afterlife, like Keamy. How does that happen? Where does he go now, the after afterlife? Why don’t the Koreans speak English in the afterlife, and why aren’t they married? Why is Aaron a baby again and being born again. Theoretically he lived a full life in the “real world” after the events of the show, but for the afterlife he has to be born again? It’s icky if you think about it. Where did Jack’s son come from? In fact, the list of questions is so long that I’ll stop here, but it makes absolutely no sense from start to finish. It’s just a big red herring, a giant lie to the audience and a whole host of little ones. I call foul on the “flash sideways”. Likewise, the temple is a cheat, but for different reasons. It’s a placeholder. The time in the temple gives the audience very few of the answers for which it was hungry after five years of seemingly inexplicable occurrences. I was very excited to be getting into the temple, and it seemed we’d finally find out what the Others were all about and why they were so devoted to Jacob. It didn’t come at first, but while my friends were getting impatient I was excited still to see where things were going. Boy do I feel sheepish! We learned nothing from the temple. It just set up people for the Man in Black to kill, I guess because we weren’t ready to kill any of the main characters yet. It seemed at first we might learn something about the illness that seemed to have changed Rousseau’s friends and husband. We know after his time in the temple he was ready to kill her, and it certainly seemed that this was because the Smoke Monster had changed them somehow. (I had thought they’d died and unburied dead persons could be perverted by the Man in Black. This would have explained quite a few things, but turned out not to have anything to do with anything.) When Sayid had died and come back, it seemed that he’d gotten that same sickness. He was listless, and the Others seemed to believe that he’d been changed somehow. But he’s able to shake it off and sacrifice himself for his friends, and I guess he only thought he was bad because he believed the press about himself. What? That’s it? We learn nothing really then about what happened to Rousseau’s crew, why they went crazy and why her husband wanted to kill her. The temple gave us nothing but a show of Smokey’s power, which we already had a pretty good idea of already. While many of the Others died, some of them went with Man in Black, for their own survival. Among them were Cindy and the two children from the plane who had gone with her. It was good to see Cindy again. We hadn’t seen her since season three. Like an idiot, totally unaware of what I’d been watching all this time, I thought we’d finally learn why she and the children accepted life among the Others so easily. I was sure this would give us some insight into the Others. At this point, one should consider me something of a half-wit, because of course we learn nothing about that situation. Also surviving the attack were the main cast, and Alanna, Ben, Frank, and Miles. I was glad that Alanna was still around, because we’d seen Jacob come to her. Learning about her would give us some insight into Jacob and what this show was really about. We were teased with a little more of her back story, and we learned that she was going to protect the “candidates.” But that back story was only five minutes. We learned nothing more. In fact, she didn’t make it to the end, because she Artzted herself (that is, blew herself up with dynamite.) And so we learned nothing more about Jacob or his relationship to her. Uh oh. I’ve gotten off point. Alanna and Cindy weren’t so much cheats as just obnoxious that nothing was told the audience. But that’s not really the point of this post. Of course, to be fair, not all of season six’s failures were cheats. Some of the problem is that the writers didn’t make for themselves a compelling way to reveal some of the island’s secrets. One of the early mysteries was the whispering that scared Sayid in the jungle and sometimes seemed to presage some event. The whispering would start when Walt would appear to Shannon (why Shannon of all people?) and got really going right before she died. In fact, the whispering was really going right before she died, and not only she and Sayid heard it, but the Tailies, who were running scared and had just lost another member to the Others, heard it too and were spooked. This contributed to Ana Lucia killing Shannon. In season six, we learned what those whispers were. In a very brief scene, the dead Michael confirms for Hurley that the whispers are dead people trapped on the island. The moment couldn’t have been less climactic. And then the show went on, while the writers checked off a box on their list. I could go on and on. I really could. We still have no idea why the Others were kidnapping people, not really, or why Jacob would want them to do so. But I have one more post about this show, and then I’m done with it, except I have to watch it back through once with my wife who missed the sixth season while she was in Iraq. My next post about the show will be about faith and Lost. I’m done apologizing for the show. The writers cheated us. I’ve not written about each example, but Aaron is a good one. Much of what went on during the show was just about keeping the audience coming back for the craziness, to find out what was really going on. After the show, many are still trying to figure it out. Me? I don’t care. I want a story to tell me about the human experience. At moments Lost does that, but ruins it by making us try to figure out what happened on the show at all. The writers have cheated us, and I’m done with Lost. My sister was right. I should have maintained my skepticism. I’m sorry, Meatloaf. I should have listened to you. Thursday, July 29. 2010Watch This Space
The question nobody has been wondering is: why hasn't the new guy been posting? Well, I've been quite busy. But, next week, my children and wife are leaving for a few days, and I shall be finally posting my thoughts regarding the end of Lost. At least I've had time to think about it. I shall be posting twice, in fact, once about the narrative of Lost and whether or not it proved to be satisfying, and a second post will be about Lost and faith.
Monday, May 10. 2010
The Two Cathedrals of Blasphemy and Ego Posted by The Fox
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Originally, I had typed up some comments to send to TrekWest5 regarding the West Wing season 2 finale, “Two Cathedrals”. But they were quickly turning into a “dissertation” akin to my screed against ST:TNG’s “Homeward” and I wished to spare you all my ire. After all, it’s a much-loved episode. The writing, acting, and directing are all quite powerful. And yet, I find them unsettling, and not at all in a good way. Whereas Peter and his guest host, Joey, find the show a powerful statement about faith, I find it to be quite the opposite. “Two Cathedrals” is a script full of blasphemy and a president’s ego, not about his coming to grips with the tragedies in his life. And it only goes to show why Josiah Bartlet, while a charismatic figure, is ultimately an unlikeable one.
I must disagree with Peter and Joey’s assessment of Bartlet’s angry railing against G-d. This is not mere questioning of his faith; he goes far beyond that. He curses G-d. He hurls epithets at him. He is not seeking answers to the question: “Why do good people suffer?” And I was shocked to hear it replayed on the podcast. These are words that I do not think should have been written, even for the sake of fiction. Cursing G-d is no light thing. I thought for sure Joey would have been troubled by this scene rather than calling it a “tribute to personal faith.” Bartlet has blasphemed G-d. Exodus 22.27 (28 in Christian translations) commands: “You shall not revile G-d, and you shall not curse a leader among your people.” Leviticus 24.15 likewise commands: “And to the Children of Israel you shall speak, saying: Any man who will blaspheme his G-d shall bear his sin….” This is not a light thing the President has done. In The Path of the Righteous Gentile, blasphemy is described this way: “Blasphemy is the act of cursing the Creator. It is a deed so indescribably heinous that the Talmud, whenever referring to blasphemy, calls it by the euphemistic term 'blessing G-d,' to avoid directly expressing the idea of cursing G-d, the Father of all.”[1] Rabbi S.R. Hirsch reflects this abhorrence for blasphemy in his book on the philosophy of Torah laws when in his chapter discussing blasphemy he prints the pertinent verses but refuses to discuss them further: “Here would be the place to deal with the most abhorrent of crimes, blasphemy, but the author recoils with horror from doing so.”[2] Does this mean that one cannot question his faith or question G-d? The two are not related. Questioning G-d does not require cursing him. The two are wholly separate acts. The whole book of Job wrestles with the question why good people sometimes suffer. But the line between the question and cursing G-d is clearly drawn: “His wife said to him, ‘Do you still maintain your wholesomeness? Blaspheme G-d and die! Job said to her, ‘You talk as any impious woman might talk. Furthermore, shall we accept the good from G-d and not accept the bad?’ Despite everything, Job did not sin with his lips” (Job 2.9-10.) And then in beginning in the third chapter, Job questions why such bad things have befallen him. The difference between questioning G-d and cursing Him could not be made more clear. The epithets hurled by Josiah Bartlet at G-d fall into the latter camp. But in the end, it will be argued, regardless of how it was done the president’s faith in G-d was restored, and that’s the important thing. However it happened, it happened. The critic may even admit that the president was a bit disrespectful, but he will say that it all worked out in the end. He will likely say that I am wound too tightly, that I take things too seriously and that this is just a television show. To which I say, some things are to be taken seriously, that G-d is holy, and some things are not said even in jest. But further, I will say that the president’s faith in G-d wasn’t restored. What he achieved was faith in himself. That’s what the end of the show was about. Yes, Mrs. Landingham (and therefore Bartlet) pointed out that G-d doesn’t send drunk drivers. Good, he stopped blaming G-d. But that is quickly set aside for the president to pump himself. He starts by remembering others have it worse than he does, but quickly turns it into a political speech. All these suffering people, they are the reason why he must run again, so that he can save them. They need him and his genius mind. They need his compassion. Forget that the president is again avoiding the issue that he has denied the voters a clear choice for themselves. Forget also that in his second term, that brilliant mind of his is likely to be mush. None of that matters, because he is so important. As if the world would barely be able to go on without him. Look at him in the cathedral proudly telling G-d of his great accomplishments. He offsets his great deeds with the tragedies inflicted by G-d. This man is all ego. (And someone will say, “What a president with an ego?” Good point.) Note his conclusion to his tirade against G-d: “You get Hoynes.” As if he can stick G-d with the lesser man. Hubris. And if I let myself, I could really get going here. But this ultimately is just a television show. I’m not bothered by a character with ego. We can learn a lot from such stories. But blasphemy is something else. In the end, I cannot like this episode. It confuses the difference between expressing sadness and anger and cursing G-d. When I’m arguing with my wife, I don’t hit her. When I don’t understand why life is hard, I don’t curse G-d. 1. Clorfene, Chaim and Yakov Rogalsky. The Path of the Righteous Gentile. Jerusalem: Feldheim Publishers Ltd, 1987. p. 74. 2. Hirsch, Rabbi Samson Raphael. Horeb: A Philosophy of Jewish Laws and Observances. New York: Soncino Press, 2002. (Original 1837.) p. 452. Wednesday, January 27. 2010Five Season of "Lost": A Haiku
A plane gone missing,
A hatch found; Others, Jacob. Back in time--the bomb. Wednesday, January 27. 2010King Kong: A Haiku
The giant ape climbs.
Fay Wray is clutched in one fist. The planes swarm--the planes! Wednesday, January 20. 2010The Conversation
A couple weeks ago, I watched The Conversation, directed by Francis Ford Coppola and starring Gene Hackman. Really, with just that information, you should be on your way to the video store if you've not already seen this movie. Even if you have, you may want to see it again.
Gene Hackman is a professional eavesdropper, who for obvious reasons is paranoid about his own privacy. If you spent all your time prying into other people's business, you'd be worried too. He is incapable of achieving any intimacy with anyone. Protecting his privacy is his main concern. Not far behind, is the concern that whatever information he finds will lead to harm for those upon whom he spies. Just as he detaches himself from his private life, he detaches himself from the responsibilities of his work life. He just delivers the tapes; he doesn't care what's on them. Only, he's not as detached as he'd like to be. A job in his past ended poorly, and he tortures himself with the thought that something like that could happen again. Hackman is brilliant, which is to be expected. His performance makes us wonder if he might not be losing his grip. The conversation in question is pieced together through the film, as he works on the tapes. Gaps are filled in over the course of the film, until we understand with Hackman the context. He tortures himself with the question of whether or not he should fulfill his contract. His state of mind is an uncomfortable place to inhabit, and the audience feels his creeping madness. Look for Harrison Ford in one of his earlier roles. A fantastic movie. Four stars out of five. Saturday, January 16. 2010
What's Wrong with Abrams' Star Trek? Posted by The Fox
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Star Trek was a well-received movie, rebooting a tired franchise. Some feel that for the monumental task of reviving Star Trek, J.J. Abrams and his movie deserve a bit more praise than they in reality merit. Actually, this new incarnation of the movie is both unnecessary (a point outside the scope of this post) and nonsensical. In short, the movie is bad, though at times enjoyable. Snappy dialogue and special effects serve only to distract the audience from what is a terrible movie.
Now some will say that I am only one of those pedantic Star Trek fans who expects some ponderous, pseudo-intellectual movie and is opposed to having a good time. And to some degree they would be right. I do object to this movie as a Star Trek movie (and find having a good time a particularly over-rated experience). However, I also criticize this movie on some non-Trekkian terms, which I shall address here. Many have commented on how Nero is a flat villain, basically uninteresting, and this is true. But he is also an inexplicably silly villain. He is, by profession, a miner, and his vessel is a mining vessel. So, why is this mining vessel so well armed that it easily eliminates a Klingon fleet? Someone will say that it’s a future mining ship, so it’s weapons are more sophisticated. But it’s still only going to be so well-armed, and the technologies are not so different as all that. It’s still only a mining vessel designed, I’m sure, to defend itself but not as a war-vessel. Better question: who designed the ship to look so scary? (It doesn’t look Romulan in design, for that matter.) The thing is massive with all these jutting protrusions, for no discernible reason than to look scary. But, and I can’t iterate this enough: it’s a mining vessel! Wouldn’t it be more likely to be designed in a more utilitarian fashion rather than to inspire fear? Back to Shinzon himself, er—oops, what’s his name? Ah yes, Nero, the terrifying miner. Now he and his crew are semi-brilliant and massively patient. These miners are able to determine when Spock (who only tried to help them save their planet) is going to show up in time so they may destroy Vulcan in front of him. One might think these advanced calculations would give many scientists some problems. (Spock might’ve had to make his “best guess” ala The Voyage Home. Yes, the one with the whales.) Miners, though, being exceptionally well-versed in time travel theory, calculate the moment of Spock’s arrival, some twenty years in the future, and apparently having nothing better to do, wait around for him. That is some massive obsession. And yet, we don’t really care. Shinzonero is really just a plot point. Calling him a character would be a gross exaggeration. If one wants a real antagonist, one is better off watching The Wrath of Khan. Khan is a character with a lot of pathos, insanity and man-cleavage. Every line of dialogue toward Kirk is spit out with venomous hate. We, the audience care about everything taking place on screen because the characters care. With Shinzonero, we never feel his pain; he doesn’t seem to either. He is just there to provide us a reason for action. And this movie has plenty of (and by plenty of, I mean far too much) action. The rapid cuts, flashy special effects and inserted action shots turn action into distraction. Within ten minutes of the movie, I was already bored. Spectacle is fine, but two hours of spectacle is headache inducing. This movie never gets a chance to breathe. Kirk can’t run to the bridge without being injected a half-a-dozen times, presumably because that would be boring. But it also ruins the tension of the film. The Enterprise is flying into a death trap, but any of the tension is removed by the comedy of Kirk and Bones. In fact, much of the drama that should be evoked by the film is missing. After seeing an entire planet destroyed, the crew hardly reacts at all. We see neither fear nor horror. Uhura’s only reaction is concern for Spock, but she herself feels nothing for the millions (billions?) of dead, nor terror at the absolutely devastating weapon she just witnessed. Where is the reaction? All of this action strips the movie of suspense. The audience is too busy being swept along from action sequence to action sequence without any time to process what has happened. Bigger explosions do not make for bigger stakes. In the first season episode Balance of Terror the Romulans are introduced as a crafty opponent with the ability to cloak themselves. The Romulan commander, played by Mark Lenard, and Captain Kirk are fighting a much more subtle battle, testing each other. The atmosphere is tense, even claustrophobic. The Romulan vessel is akin to a submarine, lying in wait, but needing to employ caution due to the vulnerability of being unable to raise shields while cloaked. The lack of flashy explosions takes nothing away from the episode. Suspense does not rely on CGI. The same goes for Wrath of Khan where the battles are slower, but every torpedo seems to count. The battle is slower than in Star Trek but the audience is much more afraid for the crew. The actors are given a chance to respond to the destruction they’ve witnessed. They convey the direness of the situation. When the Enterprise and the Reliant enter a nebula, where neither can see the other, things grow very still. Suspense is mounting. And then, victory! This sort of quiet moment cannot happen in Star Trek. Things just move from one scene to the next, all the time. The actual exposition of the story has to be downloaded from the older Spock’s brain in five minutes so we can get back to the action. As if to affirm that the director feels that ten minutes of no action is too long, Scotty is beamed into a tube of water, a wholly unnecessary bit of business that only takes the viewer out of the film again and removes any tension whatsoever. Further points could be made. One could talk about the ethics of Spock and Uhura’s relationship, which seems to have begun while he was a teacher and she a student. One could mention that putting catch phrases in a character’s mouth doesn’t make a character but a caricature and is a cheap play for unearned goodwill. And a host of other things besides should make us think twice about this movie. But I shall leave those aside, at least for now, for your sake gentle reader, and rely upon your own powers of observation and contemplation to determine the value of the movie for yourselves. I suspect that once the mind is no longer distracted by endless action, one will see that the movie is neither thoughtful nor thought-provoking, ludicrous and nonsensical. But of course, some will still find Star Trek to be a good film. They would be wrong. Thursday, January 7. 2010
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Recently I read for school Concerning The Two New Sciences by Galileo Galilei. This scientific treatise is presented by Galileo as a discussion over the course of four days between three friends: Salviati, Sagredo, and Simplicio. Salviati leads the discussion, presenting the findings of Galileo, while Simplicio spends most of his time refuting Salviati's argument. This enables Galileo to address probable objections to his work in a way that shows both friendliness and familiarity with the arguments. On the fourth day, a curious exchange takes place, which serves to remind us to avoid embarrassing those whom we engage in discourse, scientific or otherwise.
As Salviati begins to explain a new proof, he is interrupted by Sagredo. "Here Salviati, it will be necessary to stop a little while for my sake, and I believe also for the benefit of Simplicio; for it so happens that I have not gone very far in my study of Apollonius...." Salviati wonders at this: "You are quite too modest, pretending ignorance of facts which not long ago you acknowledged as well known...." Why should Sagredo pretend ignorance? One might think that Galileo employs this device in order to introduce Apollonius' work to the reader, but Galileo doesn't do that. Instead Salviati presents the work of "the Author" (Galileo), saying, "I did not happen to have at hand the books of Apollonius." In fact, Galileo's proofs are shorter, he says, so that he may save time by skipping over Apollonius' work anyway. So, why does Galileo put this exchange into a scientific treatise full of geometrical proofs? The answer I think comes from Simplicio: "Now even though Sagredo is, as I believe, well equipped for all his needs, I do not even understand the elementary terms...." Sagredo is familiar with Apollonius, but Simplicio is not. Sagredo does not wish to embarrass his friend, however, so he claims to share his ignorance. It is evident that Galileo is showing the reader that one must be sensitive to protect the honor of his friend. Scientific discovery can be shared without humiliating the unlearned. I sometimes forget to hold other people's honor as sacred to me as my own. In a debate, I will not notice if I have humiliated another if it means I've made my point. This fault of mine ignores the very dearness of the other person. As I post on this blog, it is likely that I will post arguments against others. As I do so, I will endeavor to look after the honor of others. One can be right about an argument, and all wrong about he treats those who either disagree with him or are merely unfamiliar with the facts. Thanks to the Homestarmy (especially Peter and Joey) for the opportunity to write here. Source: Galileo. Concerning The Two New Sciences. Great Books of the Western World. Ed. Mortimer J. Adler.Trans. Henry Crew and Alfonso de Salvio. Chicago: Encyclopedia Brittanica, 1990. 238. |
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