Here’s the deal: Media is about mind control. Reinforcing the status quo. Obeying the establishment. Sleep. Don’t think. Be happy. Consume.
I don’t want perfumed stories and perfect characters. I don’t want to read about dreamy islands and fairy tales. I need to know my own world. That’s much more interesting. I need to know the truth – harsh and scary, sometimes. Not always picture-perfect. But it’s there – living and breathing.
The more I find out about media instruments and the power of language, the less I am inclined to take part in this brainwashing. Especially on a large scale. Media corporations, anyone? Dream job in the BBC or Hollywood? Here’s some food for thought:
So yes. I do watch films. Documentary, above all. Or at least based on real events. Life is too interesting to ignore.
In the context of this film, it might sound shallow to be ‘on a journey of self-discovery’ – because that’s where I am in life right now. It’s not just self-discovery. It’s getting to know myself in the context of life, the universe and everything. I don’t want to be ‘somewhere else’ – I want to be here, to experience it all, to see, observe, to learn and reflect. I want to document it, to share the insights. I am not interested in small talk – be it on social media, being polite or lying to people how good everything is. No, it’s not all good. Some of what’s going on around us is terrible. But you know what: out there in the real world, predators kill smaller animals to survive. The weak and inadaptable don’t last. So we’re having it pretty cosy here.
Of course, they don’t have an economic system like we do – that’s why. They don’t need everyone to stay alive and be catered for. Nature is in constant imbalance. Nothing is certain. The rabbit might make it back home – or might get eaten halfway through. They don’t make plans. They don’t have appointments. And they don’t fool themselves everything is fine – because it’s not.
So yeah, probably that’s why I invested four hours of my life to see this film, but I refuse to spend 90 minutes to see the latest heart-warming story. When I saw ‘Eat, Pray, Love’, all I was thinking was: ‘Why is the soundscape so artificial?’ When I saw ‘The King’s Speech’, I was thinking: ‘So here is how the BBC helped the British Empire’.
Call me too serious if you like. That’s your choice. I choose to ask questions.