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The Complex Weave
To what degree do we expect a documentarist to be a writer? Not just someone who puts words on a page and then reiterates them over images, in the grand tradition of the documentary voice-over, but someone for whom words bring out the complexity of the images that allow for word and image to become one. In Chris Marker's work (from Letter from Siberia to Sans soleil, from The Last Bolshevik to Level Five) we feel word and image combine to create a sort of complex weave, a tightened fabric of materials that leads less to an argument conveyed, than a perspective expressed. If we compare Marker's methods, say, to Adam Curtis's in The Power of Nightmares, or Michael Moore's in Fahrenheit 9/11, we realise that one approach offers jaundiced information; and the other creative and conceptual possibilities. This isn't especially to decry Curtis and Moore's political angle (essentially, useful takes on neo-con conspiracies and dodgy war-mongering that take to task Bush and co's belligerent and contradictory attitude to Islam), but it might be to question their method. They completely lack Marker's double-jointed capacity to think contrary thoughts simultaneously.
Hence in Curtis's film we see numerous images that barely exist as images at all, but instead function, at best, like examples for the information we're given in voice-over. When the film informs us about a climate of fear in contemporary political culture, it runs a series of visual cues. These include anything from shots of Bin Laden, Bush and Blair, the Nuremberg Rally from Triumph of the Will, clips of dodgy Middle-Eastern films, of the Northern Ireland situation, and footage of what looks like an Afghan being pushed into and beaten in the back of a vehicle. Dozens of images pass before the viewer's eyes, contained by an assertive voice-over informing us of western governments' manipulation of fear that replaces the sort of hope politicians in the past possessed. Now putting aside the numerous contradictory aspects and lazy historicizing present in the voice-over (no mention is made of the McCarthyism of the fifties, Hitler scare-mongering in the thirties), we should still have an aesthetic problem with the way the images themselves are presented to us. As Jean-Paul Sartre once proposed, "every image is surrounded by an atmosphere of world." But looking at these opening images to Curtis's film, it's as though they have been ruthlessly removed from their worlds – they are orphan images, devoid of contextual parentage. When we see the frightened look on the young man in the back of the truck, what does the filmmaker expect us to do with such an image? If it merely serves as an example of his text, doesn't it force upon us a certain dehumanized over-simplification? We're neither especially concerned with the singularity of the political event shown, nor can we feel especially empathic towards the person in the shot. He is an image amongst images; an image which has not been allowed an atmosphere of world.
If Marker is one of the great documentary filmmakers it resides in his respect for the complexity of memory – of which more, later – the atmosphere that surrounds an image, and his intellectual and literary capacity to explore that world. We might think of the amusing scene in Letter From Siberia, where, over one particular set of images, Marker offers three different voice-overs. One comments on the hard, out-moded, struggling doggedness of the workers while another talks of the Communist ideal put into practise as the workers pursue their ideological dream. What Marker insists upon here is of course the degree to which voice-over contextualises; like some variation of the Kuleshov effect, where an image of a face changes according to what that same face seems to be responding to in the images that precede and follow it. Let us accept, Marker seems to be saying, that if we take an image out of context, and text that context, then ought we to give to that text a flexibility and complexity equal to the images themselves? The answer may generally be no we don't, but if we enquire into the image, not just simply voice-over it, then text and context can become one. We have the weave we proposed at the beginning of this article. This is really what we're proposing when we suggest Marker is as readily a writer as a documentarist: because his work is text heavy, then he needs a literary talent equal to atmosphere of world that resides in the image.
Not everybody admires Marker's gifts, and Noel Burch once proposed in Film Quarterlythat "Chris Marker is a personable young man with excellent taste and a fine cultural background (he edits a series of books for that enterprising post-war publishing house Les Editions du Seiul: in short the ideal young French intellectual." That Burch gratuitously mentions Marker's youthfulness twice in the same sentence (no matter that, at the time of the article Marker was in his late thirties), indicates that Burch is interested in something else. It suggests that despite Marker's verbal brilliance Marker found Siberia dull and, Burch implies, arrogantly relied on his own literary gifts. Burch does acknowledge that maybe, "his movements were so restricted that he wasn't allowed to film anything of interest…". But this is just part of a wider Burch problem with French documentary. "Many French director of the post-war generation have, at some stage of their career, done documentary work (Louis Malle, Pierre Kast, Alain Resnais, George Franju), but with very few exceptions they look upon this field merely a bonne école, a good way to learn their trade." As he says "they have always been most interested in transcending the subjects they are given to treat…"
But can we not differentiate between two forms of transcendence here? One happens to be where the image is used for the purposes of a socio-political message, evident in both The Power of Nightmares and Fahrenheit 9/11, and where the image has no autonomy as it furthers the filmmakers' informational aims. The other is the voice-over as a verbal-visual enquiry, evidenced of course not only in Marker's films, but also present in, for example, Pare Lorentz's The River, with its Pulitzer prize-winning voice-over written by Lorentz himself, Resnais' Night and Fog, written by Jean Cayrol, Agnes Varda's self-conscious examination of contemporary gleaning in The Gleaners and I, and Patrick Keiller's London and Robinson in Space. Here the image is not taken for granted; it is utilised for its multi-faceted or poetic possibilities. In both The River and Night and Fog, for example, the directors create a parallel world of voice and image, as the voice-overs give texture to the magnitude of the images we see. This is man's inhumanity to nature in the first instance, as we watch the Mississippi being carved up for material gain, and man's inhumanity to man in Resnais' examination of the camps as they look ten years after the Holocaust. These are examples where the images are in some way transcended by the voice-over, as if the filmmakers suggest we do not want simply a contextualizing narration, but a narration that will contribute to capturing the aesthesis of the subject. If Curtis and Moore want to offer a prescriptive take on their subjects, the directors interested in transcending their subjects are looking for a sensitively descriptive take. Resnais and co. want to describe the enormity of meaning within the image – they want to try to explain and explore the atmosphere of world. In the prescriptive, the documentarist would perhaps prefer if the footage contained no extraneous information, if it were, in David Mamet's terms in On Directing Film, all about telling "the story through the juxtaposition of uninflected images".
Mamet is actually talking about fiction filmmaking, but the way Moore and Curtis make documentary films resembles the way Mamet talks about fictional ones. They want to produce uninflected shots out of actually often complexly inflected ones. Marker on the other hand wants to find these complexly inflected shots and muse over their complexity. This is the case in almost all his work, but perhaps never more so than in Sans soleil, where in the semi-fictional device of letters from a traveller whom the credits inform us is called Krasna, and read by a woman whom we never see, we're given numerous images, and numerous observations on those images. Out of this complexity Marker seems to want some kind of psychic implosion. As Terrence Rafferty says in his essay collection, The Thing Happens, "Trying to remember Chris Marker's Sans Soleil (Sunless) after seeing it for the first time, a viewer might recall nothing but how he feels at the end, dazed and excited, overwhelmed by a smooth, rapid flow of images and ideas." But central to this dazed feeling is less our response to an argumentative through-line, with the documentarist as single-minded polemicist, than the director as schizoanalytically exploring possibilities within the image. Rather than the authoritative all-knowing voice-over that Oedipally tells us what is right, Marker is anti-Oedipally exploring what is possible. That is, Anti-Oedipally as Deleuze and Guattari use the term in relation to schizoanalysis in Anti-Oedipus. "A schizoanalysis schizophrenizes in order to break the hold of power and institute research" Mark Seem's intro offers, "into a new collective subjectivity and revolutionary healing of mankind". This form of filmmaking does not want to convey an argument; it wants to explore the possibilities, to try and open up the atmosphere of world that surrounds the image, well aware that to contain each image, to hold it too readily within the realm of a single-minded argument, is a form of phenomenological bullying.
How does Marker avoid this approach? In Sans soleil, the director quotes Levi-Strauss's notion of the poignancy of things in relation to the Japanese capacity to become things, to enter into them, and lists the items that Japanese bless, including inanimate objects, from brushes to rusty needles. As the woman in voice-over reads the comments offered to her by the letter writer, on the screen we see the Japanese blessings, and a shot cutting away to Africa when the letter writer suggests certain differences and similarities between Japanese and African forms of worship. First, we have a disembodiment of certitude through a speculative letter writer being quoted by a woman narrator, while at the same time we witness images that touch upon a belief system so incorporative, so willing to accept the union of all things, that it shatters any singularity of thought or image. In A. K., an examination of Akira Kurosawa's work and specifically Ran, Marker isn't just interested in the making of the film, but also the many peripheral aspects of it. At one moment we see Kurosawa sitting on set receiving a massage whilst the voice-over informs us that he is known as 'sensi', which means master, and the master of everything from flower arranging to karate. The sensi searches out technical perfection and out of this mastery gains a broader respect. There is nothing in the voice-over to question this notion of respect, and yet Marker chooses at this moment not to show Kurosawa at work, illustrating his capacity for mastery, but at rest. It is as though the film respects the notion, but doesn't quite see it as the whole story. In Marker's work there is always a sense of the world as vastly more complex than we can fathom, and the director's purpose is to explore this multiplicity; whether that happens to be by suggesting objects have souls, or that part of one's sensi can reside in rest. As the voice-over says, the sort of respect Kurosawa garners has nothing to do with the reign of terror lesser directors demand, and we sense that though technical perfection is central to Kurosawa's genius, no less so is what is called 'the spiritual bonus' that comes out of that brilliance.
The spiritual bonus for Marker seems to lie in the way he approaches his own work, taking into account Heidegger's comment that questioning is the piety of thought. In his epic thirteen part exploration of Greece, The Owl's Legacy, Marker asks filmmakers like Theo Angelopoulos and Elia Kazan, cultural commentator George Steiner, and mathematician/philosopher Michel Serres, as well as numerous Greek writers, artists and thinkers, about what Ancient Greece means to them. Marker doesn't try to create a coherent narrative out of such disparate thinking; he wants to suggest the way in which Ancient Greece becomes present in contemporary life. Neither does he want to take us back to Ancient Greece in an act of dodgy historical re-enactment, or to force an interpretive polemical perspective on the greatness or mediocrity of the Greeks. It is instead a process of constant enquiry; and herein lies the spiritual bonus: present in Marker's questioning, and offered to the viewer as we witness many different angles on Ancient Rome. Marker's schizo-analysis here resides in the babble of takes on the subject matter.
So it is not only an image which of course has an atmosphere of world, but also each subject, each person interviewed. One of the intriguing things about Marker's The Owl's Legacy is the degree to which he draws out of so many of his subjects an intense passion for their area of expertise. Generally filming against the backdrop of a huge owl that gives the set a surrealist absurdity, or filming in actual locations where the sound of kids playing and traffic zooming past can be heard on the soundtrack, Marker does not want information that is merely factual: he wants us to understand information in its manifold revealing. As one woman, Manuela Smith, tries to explain her personal and professional relationship with Greek culture, it is as if Marker is as readily fascinated with the way her eyes look modestly beseeching in the telling, as in the telling itself. In many ways, this is of course a talking heads documentary, but Marker also takes a close look at the heads that talk.
Like that great American documentarist as epistemologist, Errol Morris, Marker wants to see how much atmosphere of world he can capture as he observes these talking heads. When critic Chris Chang in Film Comment says of Morris, utilising Roland Barthes' idea in Camera Lucida of the punctum – of some "innocuous aspect of a photograph that somehow manages to transcend its own mundane existence, puncture the surface of the commonplace, and arrest the eye" – he insists in one particular film all the compositions have a punctum. What he is just as readily talking about is an image containing an atmosphere of world. As Chang astutely suggests, Morris "captures moments when you can see people with their own production design strategies laid bare, as his film sets become analogous of, and vacillate with, the realities they present." As Morris interviews various Californians about pets and their burial in Gates of Heaven, so the documentary subjects reveal the degree to which they seem to be aware of the camera not so much as the camera rolls, but as they prepare for their moment in front of it. Certainly they talk of their fascination with pets, but they also reveal much about their self-image in how they appear on screen. One character is surrounded by sporting trophies from his athletic past; another wears, in Chang's words, "bright red polyester dress socks that all but drown out his interview". Information is never just info given; it is also info taken, for as Chang suggests, the punctum is, finally, a subjective thing, and thus generates the possibility for thought and observation around an image. The filmmaker might not categorically state what the punctums should be, of course, but he should create the freedom of mise-en-scene that can incorporate their possibility.
This is a point Marker addresses in relation to Le Joli Mai, a film he made about Parisians, politics and life in the early sixties, a film that some critics thought was biased and partisan, and Marker more or less admitted so by rephrasing it Ciné, ma verite. A title suggesting that he wasn't so much interested in cinema truth, so much as his ciné truth. Yet at the same time he insisted he wanted to offer atmosphere of world, to allow for the punctums. He had a number of ground rules, Catherine Lupton notes in Chris Marker: Memories of the Future, including "avoiding selecting the participants, or manipulating the interviews (either by trick questions or strategic cutting), in order to confirm a ready made conclusion about the state of France in 1962. He insisted "people exist with their complexity, their own consistency, their own personal opacity and one has absolutely no right to reduce them to what you want them to be."
So obviously the documentarist needs to be not merely a great writer, but also a fine observer, or rather, more especially, be a great creator of the space for the possibilities of observation. Marker is an impressive combination of both; even though they are surely activities that would ostensibly move in opposite directions. For to write is a 'pro-active' activity – it is to offer one's own observations reliant on no more than the contingency of the quality of one's own mind, and this is really what Burch is getting at when he attacks him in the Film Quarterly article quoted above. As Burch says,"my first impression on seeing Lettre de Sibérie was that Marker must have found Siberia a pretty dull place…" and so consequently "the mainstay of this operation was, of course, the inevitable commentary…" this would pretty much be Marker pro-actively generating meaning out of the minimally contingent with the overly determined.
But what about a film like Sans soleil? Certainly there is much contingency when the voice-over offers various observations on Japanese life based on Krasna's hours of watching television, but then the narrative pro-actively and insistently sees interesting thing in the television the narrator watches. We sense that the narrator, so intriguing is his mind, will manage to conjure something out of next to nothing: this might be for Burch a criticism, but it can just as easily be read as a compliment: we simply have to see it as a pro-active documentary technique and not some intrinsic flaw. For Burch's argument here is a little like that of the scriptwriting manuals, which insist voice-over means you can't tell your story visually. But what if the pro-active is merely one side of the coin and what we'll call the sub-active the other? For the 'sub-active' must hope for something out of the nothing that the documentarist cannot too pro-actively generate. In documentary, the sub-active might take the form of the framing of the shot in such a way that punctums would be possible, but hardly certain. When Morris says, in the Chang article, he likes the "idea of making films about absolutely nothing. I like the irrelevant, tangential, the sidebar excursion to nowhere that suddenly becomes revelatory," he is really talking about this sub-active dimension over the pro-active element. In Morris's first two features, in Gates of Heaven and Vernon, Florida, he proves himself a master of the sub-active, as he wonders what this framing of nothingness might contain. Surely central to Direct Cinema is this sub-active aspect, the degree to which Wiseman, Maysles, Pennebaker and others patiently observe the potential nothingness and allow for an observational meaning to come through.
This isn't simply to say that the camera and mise-en-scene function sub-actively and the voice-over pro-actively, and it is useful to digress from Marker for a moment longer to clarify a few points. Some documentarists would clearly arrange their mise-en-scene with more assertiveness than the sub-active would demand, and one may think of the teacher in Nicholas Philibert's Etre et Avoir who sued the director for some of the film's profits. He felt that he wasn't just a documentary subject, but an actor who was given lines and advised where to stand in scenes that were more or less recreations. This is, if you like, and paradoxically, pro-active Direct cinema, or more accurately pro-active observational cinema. For the difference here between Wiseman and Philibert would be that Wiseman sub-actively frames the shot and edits the many hours of footage he shoots, relying on a high degree of contingency in front of the camera, and a high degree of work in the editing suite to shape the footage into a pro-active whole. There is of course no-voice over in Wiseman but there is a very far from an arbitrary editing schema. Philibert presumably is less interested in the direct truth of the image, than the quality of observation he can extract from it, and is willing to collapse clear lines between fact and fiction to maximise that observation. His style might be less sub-active than we would like or expect from the observational form, but in his lengthy scenes of scrutiny, Philibert still clearly respects the image that possesses an atmosphere of world over the uninflected shot.
For Marker the issue is never really about notions of truth anyway, at least as some easily definable documentary verisimilitude, and he has always eschewed ready definitions of the form. In Chris Marker: Memories of the Future, Lupton mentions Bazin's belief that the "primary matter of Marker's was intelligence". As she says, "Intelligence is a quality of mind that may choose to express itself through whatever medium is at hand, whether it be a typewriter, a Rolleiflex, a 16m camera, a Sony Handycam or an Apple Mac loaded with image processing software." In Marker's work, the medium is not the message, though the medium may be a self-conscious aspect of it. This is clearly the case in a film like Level Five, where, as Lupton says, "the crucial innovation made by Level Five…is that the computer is firmly established as the mediating link." When Burch earlier suggested that Marker seemed more interested in narration than in imagery, this seems a half-truth, because we feel for Marker while images certainly matter, the composition of these images means less than the retrieval of the decomposition of them: of images that are either disappearing from the archive of accepted images, or have become accepted images that actually contain no 'truth' quotient in them, yet are taken as signifiers of authenticity. We might think, in relation to the former, of the George Steiner quote from The Last Bolshevikwhich goes "It is not the literal past that rules us, it is images of the past." And of the latter, as Lupton suggests, the "all-purpose burning man of the wartime newsreels [who] gets up and walks away in a few frames that were never shown." Or for that matter the war scenes in The Last Bolshevik which weren't war scenes at all but filmed after the event. Marker thus wants the image not so much to be composed beautifully (a la Patrick Keiller, whose work shares Marker's interest in the dense voice-over but whose images tend to be much cleaner, more precise and who in London and Robinson in Space works with found realities but frames them in such a way that they very much become his own); he wants to utilise images (many his own; many not) as mosaically constructed to create maximum memory density.
Density of memory is really what Marker's work is about, and if he muses over the truth of an image this is often not because he doesn't believe in truth and sincerity, but that memory destroys its certitude. Vital to Marker's work is the retrieval of truth from memory, and so if truth remains difficult to locate, this is by no means a facileimpossibility, but if anything a pained impossibility, the pain of which Marker addresses of course in his own short fiction film, La Jetee, as well as his semi-documentary, Level Five, his fascination with Hitchcock's Vertigo, and, more optimistically perhaps, in relation to his own life as Catherine Lupton – imaginatively? – describes it at the end of her book. Lupton perceives Marker thus: "Imagine an apartment in Paris…inside seven or eight television screens are perpetually switched on…the room is immaculately tidy, crammed with books, tapes and the mementoes of a lifetime of travel and friendship. ..He sits and sleeps with his legs folded up in an armchair, like an elderly monkey who has no use for a bed…At the end of the day, he is happiest to be by himself, creating his own worlds by recording and reflecting upon the images of this one…" In an essay on Hitchcock's film published in Projections 4 ½, Marker says of Vertigo, "the vertigo the film deals with isn't to do with space and falling; it is a clear, understandable and spectacular metaphor for yet another kind of vertigo, much more difficult to represent – the vertigo of time". How to live in time, how to create the sincerity of living within time when it constantly passes us by, and makes grasping the truth so difficult? As Marker says, where the scheming and manipulative Elster sets in motion the plot to have his wife killed and reduces "the fantasy to mediocre manifestations (wealth, power etc.), Scottie transmutes it into its most utopian form: he overcomes the most irreparable damage caused by time and resurrects a love that is dead."
For many the problem of time is barely a problem at all: is history not bunk? And time is on their side, for since it slips off into the past so rapidly then why not focus much more on the present? If the future is not ours to see, then so the past is impossible to recollect with any certitude. But then the certitude of recollection has never much interested in Marker, but the sincerity of memory does. This is really what he's talking about when he says of Vertigo, "the entire second part of the film, on the other side of the mirror, is nothing but a mad, maniacal attempt to deny time…" Where Elster lives in the assured present and consequently lives without deep feeling; Scottie may be duped, but he's at least caught in the deepest of affective responses. Firstly by falling for Madeleine, and secondly by making the woman who played the role of Madeleine for Elster to dupe Scottie, now play Madeleine for him. But as Marker suggests, Elster just wanted a facsimile to pretend to be Madeleine, but Scottie wants her to become Madeleine. Now despite all the problematic sub-texts the film raises, and that of course Laura Mulvey famously addressed in Visual Pleasure and Narrative Cinema, Tania Modleski in a feminist focused article on the film republished in Post-War Cinema and Modernity, what Marker wants to extract from Vertigo is Scottie's curious relationship with memory. He simply has too much of it; so much so that it occupies his body as readily as his mind, as we see early in the film that the vertigo he suffers in the wake of a colleague's death still very much haunts him. He can barely hold his balance standing on a chair. Scottie is one of the great Hollywood characters of too much memory, psychological and physiological. How can the past be bunk when it occupies so many bodies and so many minds?
Which might make us think of La Jetee, and also Level Five, where in the latter Marker simultaneously examines the self-inflicted atrocities of Okinawa, and the personal tragedy of a character in the present in Paris who leads us into the Japanese story. Laura has a loss of her own to deal with (the death of a lover), and Marker constantly draws parallels between personal and public loss, and would seem to suggest that there is little difference: there is never a clear line between self and other emotionally, physiologically and psychologically. After all, Scottie does not fall to his death in Vertigo, but three people he knows have. Is he not by the end of the film infected, disease-ridden, vertigo-ridden by those very deaths? We can swear blind that self and other are separate entities, and the past lost to us, but Scottie is a perfect example of this collapse of self and of temporal coordinates as he remains haunted by the lives he would feel responsible for losing. The question Marker addresses, in both his Vertigo essay and Level Five, is the connectiveness of lives to others and to memory. This is also of course true of La Jetee, a short film made up of still shots and one briefly moving image, where sincerity of memory takes precedence over future possibilities.
This is the sincerity of memory that we proposed a little earlier. If Elster believes in utilising love for power and money, in La Jetee the central character is true to Scottie's obsessions: he wants a love that is deeper than the rudimentaries even of time. At the start of the film he remembers an image at Orly airport of a woman's face and of a man dying. This image proves so strong in his consciousness that, after a nuclear apocalypse destroys much of Paris and drives the survivors underground, with many used as guinea pigs for time travel experiments, that it temporarily saves him. Because the man's so fixated on this image in the past, he's capable of living in another time dimension, and thus shuttles through time and realises that in the future Paris will once again be rebuilt. When it looks like he'll be killed by the people who've been experimenting upon him; the man has the chance to escape into the future but instead chooses the past. In this past he finds that the man killed in that lasting image he couldn't forget turns out to be himself. His fidelity to memory proves his undoing, but in Marker's world this is less tragedy than sweet melancholy – the ultimate ontological gamble for someone who lives not in the co-ordinates of the present, but searches out constantly also the co-ordinates of the past. Better it seems to respect memory and die than ignore memory and live. Marker is is like a variation on curiosity killing the cat: memory kills man, but this is not reason enough to ignore it.
Perhaps now we can return to one or two of our original points about Marker's work. The Sartre notion of every image having an atmosphere of world, and the other that Marker is a literary filmmaker in the best sense of the term. Both notions bring out the texture of the work; both contribute to its sincere ambiguity. First of all, Marker wants his images to be never quite in themselves nor at the service of the narration. The images have to be complex enough to suggest the sub-active, and the voice-over nuanced enough to offer the pro-active, but a narrative pro-activity that doesn't dictate the images, but gives them a still greater complexity. Marker wants images that have an atmosphere of world, but also to give to these images a texture that leaves the film with a vertiginous sense of possibility. Thus, though we've talked a great deal about the importance of memory, memory in itself isn't enough. For memory suggests too readily a return, and we should remember in La jettee that though the central character does in fact choose the past over the future, he can do so because he works from a position of living outside the present moment as readily as he can choose to live in the past. As Deleuze and Guattari suggest in What is Philosophy?, "memory, which summons forth only old perceptions, is obviously not enough…", and what Marker often works with is a kind of memory frisson – a moment where the past returns in some way to haunt the present. This is exactly what happens at the end of La jetee, where the central character realises that the haunting moment he couldn't forget was actually the moment of his own death. In The Last Bolshevik the narrator realises that the 'last Bolshevik of the title was a more ambiguous figure than even he expected, as he finds Alexander Medvedkin's name attached to a particularly dubious film. It's a moment that forces the narrator to reassess much that he'd taken for granted due to new information that calls the entire past into question, and also the present assumptions of the perceiver. If we were to settle merely for the re-enactment of memory, then the past would simply be brought into the present. But not only is Marker interested in images that have whole worlds surrounding them, and a narrative consciousness equal to the psychic implosiveness we proposed in relation to Sans soleil, there is also this sense that memory is not a passive recollection but a constantly active process waiting to thrust upon the men of the present, as Nietzsche would say, that history can never quite be bunk.
To what degree do we expect a documentarist to be a writer? Not just someone who puts words on a page and then reiterates them over images, in the grand tradition of the documentary voice-over, but someone for whom words bring out the complexity of the images that allow for word and image to become one. In Chris Marker's work (from Letter from Siberia to Sans soleil, from The Last Bolshevik to Level Five) we feel word and image combine to create a sort of complex weave, a tightened fabric of materials that leads less to an argument conveyed, than a perspective expressed. If we compare Marker's methods, say, to Adam Curtis's in The Power of Nightmares, or Michael Moore's in Fahrenheit 9/11, we realise that one approach offers jaundiced information; and the other creative and conceptual possibilities. This isn't especially to decry Curtis and Moore's political angle (essentially, useful takes on neo-con conspiracies and dodgy war-mongering that take to task Bush and co's belligerent and contradictory attitude to Islam), but it might be to question their method. They completely lack Marker's double-jointed capacity to think contrary thoughts simultaneously.
Hence in Curtis's film we see numerous images that barely exist as images at all, but instead function, at best, like examples for the information we're given in voice-over. When the film informs us about a climate of fear in contemporary political culture, it runs a series of visual cues. These include anything from shots of Bin Laden, Bush and Blair, the Nuremberg Rally from Triumph of the Will, clips of dodgy Middle-Eastern films, of the Northern Ireland situation, and footage of what looks like an Afghan being pushed into and beaten in the back of a vehicle. Dozens of images pass before the viewer's eyes, contained by an assertive voice-over informing us of western governments' manipulation of fear that replaces the sort of hope politicians in the past possessed. Now putting aside the numerous contradictory aspects and lazy historicizing present in the voice-over (no mention is made of the McCarthyism of the fifties, Hitler scare-mongering in the thirties), we should still have an aesthetic problem with the way the images themselves are presented to us. As Jean-Paul Sartre once proposed, "every image is surrounded by an atmosphere of world." But looking at these opening images to Curtis's film, it's as though they have been ruthlessly removed from their worlds - they are orphan images, devoid of contextual parentage. When we see the frightened look on the young man in the back of the truck, what does the filmmaker expect us to do with such an image? If it merely serves as an example of his text, doesn't it force upon us a certain dehumanized over-simplification? We're neither especially concerned with the singularity of the political event shown, nor can we feel especially empathic towards the person in the shot. He is an image amongst images; an image which has not been allowed an atmosphere of world.
If Marker is one of the great documentary filmmakers it resides in his respect for the complexity of memory - of which more, later - the atmosphere that surrounds an image, and his intellectual and literary capacity to explore that world. We might think of the amusing scene in Letter From Siberia, where, over one particular set of images, Marker offers three different voice-overs. One comments on the hard, out-moded, struggling doggedness of the workers while another talks of the Communist ideal put into practise as the workers pursue their ideological dream. What Marker insists upon here is of course the degree to which voice-over contextualises; like some variation of the Kuleshov effect, where an image of a face changes according to what that same face seems to be responding to in the images that precede and follow it. Let us accept, Marker seems to be saying, that if we take an image out of context, and text that context, then ought we to give to that text a flexibility and complexity equal to the images themselves? The answer may generally be no we don't, but if we enquire into the image, not just simply voice-over it, then text and context can become one. We have the weave we proposed at the beginning of this article. This is really what we're proposing when we suggest Marker is as readily a writer as a documentarist: because his work is text heavy, then he needs a literary talent equal to atmosphere of world that resides in the image.
Not everybody admires Marker's gifts, and Noel Burch once proposed in Film Quarterlythat "Chris Marker is a personable young man with excellent taste and a fine cultural background (he edits a series of books for that enterprising post-war publishing house Les Editions du Seiul: in short the ideal young French intellectual." That Burch gratuitously mentions Marker's youthfulness twice in the same sentence (no matter that, at the time of the article Marker was in his late thirties), indicates that Burch is interested in something else. It suggests that despite Marker's verbal brilliance Marker found Siberia dull and, Burch implies, arrogantly relied on his own literary gifts. Burch does acknowledge that maybe, "his movements were so restricted that he wasn't allowed to film anything of interest...". But this is just part of a wider Burch problem with French documentary. "Many French director of the post-war generation have, at some stage of their career, done documentary work (Louis Malle, Pierre Kast, Alain Resnais, George Franju), but with very few exceptions they look upon this field merely a bonne cole, a good way to learn their trade." As he says "they have always been most interested in transcending the subjects they are given to treat..."
But can we not differentiate between two forms of transcendence here? One happens to be where the image is used for the purposes of a socio-political message, evident in both The Power of Nightmares and Fahrenheit 9/11, and where the image has no autonomy as it furthers the filmmakers' informational aims. The other is the voice-over as a verbal-visual enquiry, evidenced of course not only in Marker's films, but also present in, for example, Pare Lorentz's The River, with its Pulitzer prize-winning voice-over written by Lorentz himself, Resnais' Night and Fog, written by Jean Cayrol, Agnes Varda's self-conscious examination of contemporary gleaning in The Gleaners and I, and Patrick Keiller's London and Robinson in Space. Here the image is not taken for granted; it is utilised for its multi-faceted or poetic possibilities. In both The River and Night and Fog, for example, the directors create a parallel world of voice and image, as the voice-overs give texture to the magnitude of the images we see. This is man's inhumanity to nature in the first instance, as we watch the Mississippi being carved up for material gain, and man's inhumanity to man in Resnais' examination of the camps as they look ten years after the Holocaust. These are examples where the images are in some way transcended by the voice-over, as if the filmmakers suggest we do not want simply a contextualizing narration, but a narration that will contribute to capturing the aesthesis of the subject. If Curtis and Moore want to offer a prescriptive take on their subjects, the directors interested in transcending their subjects are looking for a sensitively descriptive take. Resnais and co. want to describe the enormity of meaning within the image - they want to try to explain and explore the atmosphere of world. In the prescriptive, the documentarist would perhaps prefer if the footage contained no extraneous information, if it were, in David Mamet's terms in On Directing Film, all about telling "the story through the juxtaposition of uninflected images".
Mamet is actually talking about fiction filmmaking, but the way Moore and Curtis make documentary films resembles the way Mamet talks about fictional ones. They want to produce uninflected shots out of actually often complexly inflected ones. Marker on the other hand wants to find these complexly inflected shots and muse over their complexity. This is the case in almost all his work, but perhaps never more so than in Sans soleil, where in the semi-fictional device of letters from a traveller whom the credits inform us is called Krasna, and read by a woman whom we never see, we're given numerous images, and numerous observations on those images. Out of this complexity Marker seems to want some kind of psychic implosion. As Terrence Rafferty says in his essay collection, The Thing Happens, "Trying to remember Chris Marker's Sans Soleil (Sunless) after seeing it for the first time, a viewer might recall nothing but how he feels at the end, dazed and excited, overwhelmed by a smooth, rapid flow of images and ideas." But central to this dazed feeling is less our response to an argumentative through-line, with the documentarist as single-minded polemicist, than the director as schizoanalytically exploring possibilities within the image. Rather than the authoritative all-knowing voice-over that Oedipally tells us what is right, Marker is anti-Oedipally exploring what is possible. That is, Anti-Oedipally as Deleuze and Guattari use the term in relation to schizoanalysis in Anti-Oedipus. "A schizoanalysis schizophrenizes in order to break the hold of power and institute research" Mark Seem's intro offers, "into a new collective subjectivity and revolutionary healing of mankind". This form of filmmaking does not want to convey an argument; it wants to explore the possibilities, to try and open up the atmosphere of world that surrounds the image, well aware that to contain each image, to hold it too readily within the realm of a single-minded argument, is a form of phenomenological bullying.
How does Marker avoid this approach? In Sans soleil, the director quotes Levi-Strauss's notion of the poignancy of things in relation to the Japanese capacity to become things, to enter into them, and lists the items that Japanese bless, including inanimate objects, from brushes to rusty needles. As the woman in voice-over reads the comments offered to her by the letter writer, on the screen we see the Japanese blessings, and a shot cutting away to Africa when the letter writer suggests certain differences and similarities between Japanese and African forms of worship. First, we have a disembodiment of certitude through a speculative letter writer being quoted by a woman narrator, while at the same time we witness images that touch upon a belief system so incorporative, so willing to accept the union of all things, that it shatters any singularity of thought or image. In A. K., an examination of Akira Kurosawa's work and specifically Ran, Marker isn't just interested in the making of the film, but also the many peripheral aspects of it. At one moment we see Kurosawa sitting on set receiving a massage whilst the voice-over informs us that he is known as 'sensi', which means master, and the master of everything from flower arranging to karate. The sensi searches out technical perfection and out of this mastery gains a broader respect. There is nothing in the voice-over to question this notion of respect, and yet Marker chooses at this moment not to show Kurosawa at work, illustrating his capacity for mastery, but at rest. It is as though the film respects the notion, but doesn't quite see it as the whole story. In Marker's work there is always a sense of the world as vastly more complex than we can fathom, and the director's purpose is to explore this multiplicity; whether that happens to be by suggesting objects have souls, or that part of one's sensi can reside in rest. As the voice-over says, the sort of respect Kurosawa garners has nothing to do with the reign of terror lesser directors demand, and we sense that though technical perfection is central to Kurosawa's genius, no less so is what is called 'the spiritual bonus' that comes out of that brilliance.
The spiritual bonus for Marker seems to lie in the way he approaches his own work, taking into account Heidegger's comment that questioning is the piety of thought. In his epic thirteen part exploration of Greece, The Owl's Legacy, Marker asks filmmakers like Theo Angelopoulos and Elia Kazan, cultural commentator George Steiner, and mathematician/philosopher Michel Serres, as well as numerous Greek writers, artists and thinkers, about what Ancient Greece means to them. Marker doesn't try to create a coherent narrative out of such disparate thinking; he wants to suggest the way in which Ancient Greece becomes present in contemporary life. Neither does he want to take us back to Ancient Greece in an act of dodgy historical re-enactment, or to force an interpretive polemical perspective on the greatness or mediocrity of the Greeks. It is instead a process of constant enquiry; and herein lies the spiritual bonus: present in Marker's questioning, and offered to the viewer as we witness many different angles on Ancient Rome. Marker's schizo-analysis here resides in the babble of takes on the subject matter.
So it is not only an image which of course has an atmosphere of world, but also each subject, each person interviewed. One of the intriguing things about Marker's The Owl's Legacy is the degree to which he draws out of so many of his subjects an intense passion for their area of expertise. Generally filming against the backdrop of a huge owl that gives the set a surrealist absurdity, or filming in actual locations where the sound of kids playing and traffic zooming past can be heard on the soundtrack, Marker does not want information that is merely factual: he wants us to understand information in its manifold revealing. As one woman, Manuela Smith, tries to explain her personal and professional relationship with Greek culture, it is as if Marker is as readily fascinated with the way her eyes look modestly beseeching in the telling, as in the telling itself. In many ways, this is of course a talking heads documentary, but Marker also takes a close look at the heads that talk.
Like that great American documentarist as epistemologist, Errol Morris, Marker wants to see how much atmosphere of world he can capture as he observes these talking heads. When critic Chris Chang in Film Comment says of Morris, utilising Roland Barthes' idea in Camera Lucida of the punctum - of some "innocuous aspect of a photograph that somehow manages to transcend its own mundane existence, puncture the surface of the commonplace, and arrest the eye" - he insists in one particular film all the compositions have a punctum. What he is just as readily talking about is an image containing an atmosphere of world. As Chang astutely suggests, Morris "captures moments when you can see people with their own production design strategies laid bare, as his film sets become analogous of, and vacillate with, the realities they present." As Morris interviews various Californians about pets and their burial in Gates of Heaven, so the documentary subjects reveal the degree to which they seem to be aware of the camera not so much as the camera rolls, but as they prepare for their moment in front of it. Certainly they talk of their fascination with pets, but they also reveal much about their self-image in how they appear on screen. One character is surrounded by sporting trophies from his athletic past; another wears, in Chang's words, "bright red polyester dress socks that all but drown out his interview". Information is never just info given; it is also info taken, for as Chang suggests, the punctum is, finally, a subjective thing, and thus generates the possibility for thought and observation around an image. The filmmaker might not categorically state what the punctums should be, of course, but he should create the freedom of mise-en-scene that can incorporate their possibility.
This is a point Marker addresses in relation to Le Joli Mai, a film he made about Parisians, politics and life in the early sixties, a film that some critics thought was biased and partisan, and Marker more or less admitted so by rephrasing it Cin, ma verite. A title suggesting that he wasn't so much interested in cinema truth, so much as his cin truth. Yet at the same time he insisted he wanted to offer atmosphere of world, to allow for the punctums. He had a number of ground rules, Catherine Lupton notes in Chris Marker: Memories of the Future, including "avoiding selecting the participants, or manipulating the interviews (either by trick questions or strategic cutting), in order to confirm a ready made conclusion about the state of France in 1962. He insisted "people exist with their complexity, their own consistency, their own personal opacity and one has absolutely no right to reduce them to what you want them to be."
So obviously the documentarist needs to be not merely a great writer, but also a fine observer, or rather, more especially, be a great creator of the space for the possibilities of observation. Marker is an impressive combination of both; even though they are surely activities that would ostensibly move in opposite directions. For to write is a 'pro-active' activity - it is to offer one's own observations reliant on no more than the contingency of the quality of one's own mind, and this is really what Burch is getting at when he attacks him in the Film Quarterly article quoted above. As Burch says,"my first impression on seeing Lettre de Sibrie was that Marker must have found Siberia a pretty dull place..." and so consequently "the mainstay of this operation was, of course, the inevitable commentary..." this would pretty much be Marker pro-actively generating meaning out of the minimally contingent with the overly determined.
But what about a film like Sans soleil? Certainly there is much contingency when the voice-over offers various observations on Japanese life based on Krasna's hours of watching television, but then the narrative pro-actively and insistently sees interesting thing in the television the narrator watches. We sense that the narrator, so intriguing is his mind, will manage to conjure something out of next to nothing: this might be for Burch a criticism, but it can just as easily be read as a compliment: we simply have to see it as a pro-active documentary technique and not some intrinsic flaw. For Burch's argument here is a little like that of the scriptwriting manuals, which insist voice-over means you can't tell your story visually. But what if the pro-active is merely one side of the coin and what we'll call the sub-active the other? For the 'sub-active' must hope for something out of the nothing that the documentarist cannot too pro-actively generate. In documentary, the sub-active might take the form of the framing of the shot in such a way that punctums would be possible, but hardly certain. When Morris says, in the Chang article, he likes the "idea of making films about absolutely nothing. I like the irrelevant, tangential, the sidebar excursion to nowhere that suddenly becomes revelatory," he is really talking about this sub-active dimension over the pro-active element. In Morris's first two features, in Gates of Heaven and Vernon, Florida, he proves himself a master of the sub-active, as he wonders what this framing of nothingness might contain. Surely central to Direct Cinema is this sub-active aspect, the degree to which Wiseman, Maysles, Pennebaker and others patiently observe the potential nothingness and allow for an observational meaning to come through.
This isn't simply to say that the camera and mise-en-scene function sub-actively and the voice-over pro-actively, and it is useful to digress from Marker for a moment longer to clarify a few points. Some documentarists would clearly arrange their mise-en-scene with more assertiveness than the sub-active would demand, and one may think of the teacher in Nicholas Philibert's Etre et Avoir who sued the director for some of the film's profits. He felt that he wasn't just a documentary subject, but an actor who was given lines and advised where to stand in scenes that were more or less recreations. This is, if you like, and paradoxically, pro-active Direct cinema, or more accurately pro-active observational cinema. For the difference here between Wiseman and Philibert would be that Wiseman sub-actively frames the shot and edits the many hours of footage he shoots, relying on a high degree of contingency in front of the camera, and a high degree of work in the editing suite to shape the footage into a pro-active whole. There is of course no-voice over in Wiseman but there is a very far from an arbitrary editing schema. Philibert presumably is less interested in the direct truth of the image, than the quality of observation he can extract from it, and is willing to collapse clear lines between fact and fiction to maximise that observation. His style might be less sub-active than we would like or expect from the observational form, but in his lengthy scenes of scrutiny, Philibert still clearly respects the image that possesses an atmosphere of world over the uninflected shot.
For Marker the issue is never really about notions of truth anyway, at least as some easily definable documentary verisimilitude, and he has always eschewed ready definitions of the form. In Chris Marker: Memories of the Future, Lupton mentions Bazin's belief that the "primary matter of Marker's was intelligence". As she says, "Intelligence is a quality of mind that may choose to express itself through whatever medium is at hand, whether it be a typewriter, a Rolleiflex, a 16m camera, a Sony Handycam or an Apple Mac loaded with image processing software." In Marker's work, the medium is not the message, though the medium may be a self-conscious aspect of it. This is clearly the case in a film like Level Five, where, as Lupton says, "the crucial innovation made by Level Five...is that the computer is firmly established as the mediating link." When Burch earlier suggested that Marker seemed more interested in narration than in imagery, this seems a half-truth, because we feel for Marker while images certainly matter, the composition of these images means less than the retrieval of the decomposition of them: of images that are either disappearing from the archive of accepted images, or have become accepted images that actually contain no 'truth' quotient in them, yet are taken as signifiers of authenticity. We might think, in relation to the former, of the George Steiner quote from The Last Bolshevikwhich goes "It is not the literal past that rules us, it is images of the past." And of the latter, as Lupton suggests, the "all-purpose burning man of the wartime newsreels [who] gets up and walks away in a few frames that were never shown." Or for that matter the war scenes in The Last Bolshevik which weren't war scenes at all but filmed after the event. Marker thus wants the image not so much to be composed beautifully (a la Patrick Keiller, whose work shares Marker's interest in the dense voice-over but whose images tend to be much cleaner, more precise and who in London and Robinson in Space works with found realities but frames them in such a way that they very much become his own); he wants to utilise images (many his own; many not) as mosaically constructed to create maximum memory density.
Density of memory is really what Marker's work is about, and if he muses over the truth of an image this is often not because he doesn't believe in truth and sincerity, but that memory destroys its certitude. Vital to Marker's work is the retrieval of truth from memory, and so if truth remains difficult to locate, this is by no means a facileimpossibility, but if anything a pained impossibility, the pain of which Marker addresses of course in his own short fiction film, La Jetee, as well as his semi-documentary, Level Five, his fascination with Hitchcock's Vertigo, and, more optimistically perhaps, in relation to his own life as Catherine Lupton - imaginatively? - describes it at the end of her book. Lupton perceives Marker thus: "Imagine an apartment in Paris...inside seven or eight television screens are perpetually switched on...the room is immaculately tidy, crammed with books, tapes and the mementoes of a lifetime of travel and friendship. ..He sits and sleeps with his legs folded up in an armchair, like an elderly monkey who has no use for a bed...At the end of the day, he is happiest to be by himself, creating his own worlds by recording and reflecting upon the images of this one..." In an essay on Hitchcock's film published in Projections 4 frac12;, Marker says of Vertigo, "the vertigo the film deals with isn't to do with space and falling; it is a clear, understandable and spectacular metaphor for yet another kind of vertigo, much more difficult to represent - the vertigo of time". How to live in time, how to create the sincerity of living within time when it constantly passes us by, and makes grasping the truth so difficult? As Marker says, where the scheming and manipulative Elster sets in motion the plot to have his wife killed and reduces "the fantasy to mediocre manifestations (wealth, power etc.), Scottie transmutes it into its most utopian form: he overcomes the most irreparable damage caused by time and resurrects a love that is dead."
For many the problem of time is barely a problem at all: is history not bunk? And time is on their side, for since it slips off into the past so rapidly then why not focus much more on the present? If the future is not ours to see, then so the past is impossible to recollect with any certitude. But then the certitude of recollection has never much interested in Marker, but the sincerity of memory does. This is really what he's talking about when he says of Vertigo, "the entire second part of the film, on the other side of the mirror, is nothing but a mad, maniacal attempt to deny time..." Where Elster lives in the assured present and consequently lives without deep feeling; Scottie may be duped, but he's at least caught in the deepest of affective responses. Firstly by falling for Madeleine, and secondly by making the woman who played the role of Madeleine for Elster to dupe Scottie, now play Madeleine for him. But as Marker suggests, Elster just wanted a facsimile to pretend to be Madeleine, but Scottie wants her to become Madeleine. Now despite all the problematic sub-texts the film raises, and that of course Laura Mulvey famously addressed in Visual Pleasure and Narrative Cinema, Tania Modleski in a feminist focused article on the film republished in Post-War Cinema and Modernity, what Marker wants to extract from Vertigo is Scottie's curious relationship with memory. He simply has too much of it; so much so that it occupies his body as readily as his mind, as we see early in the film that the vertigo he suffers in the wake of a colleague's death still very much haunts him. He can barely hold his balance standing on a chair. Scottie is one of the great Hollywood characters of too much memory, psychological and physiological. How can the past be bunk when it occupies so many bodies and so many minds?
This is the sincerity of memory that we proposed a little earlier. If Elster believes in utilising love for power and money, in La Jetee the central character is true to Scottie's obsessions: he wants a love that is deeper than the rudimentaries even of time. At the start of the film he remembers an image at Orly airport of a woman's face and of a man dying. This image proves so strong in his consciousness that, after a nuclear apocalypse destroys much of Paris and drives the survivors underground, with many used as guinea pigs for time travel experiments, that it temporarily saves him. Because the man's so fixated on this image in the past, he's capable of living in another time dimension, and thus shuttles through time and realises that in the future Paris will once again be rebuilt. When it looks like he'll be killed by the people who've been experimenting upon him; the man has the chance to escape into the future but instead chooses the past. In this past he finds that the man killed in that lasting image he couldn't forget turns out to be himself. His fidelity to memory proves his undoing, but in Marker's world this is less tragedy than sweet melancholy - the ultimate ontological gamble for someone who lives not in the co-ordinates of the present, but searches out constantly also the co-ordinates of the past. Better it seems to respect memory and die than ignore memory and live. Marker is is like a variation on curiosity killing the cat: memory kills man, but this is not reason enough to ignore it.
Perhaps now we can return to one or two of our original points about Marker's work. The Sartre notion of every image having an atmosphere of world, and the other that Marker is a literary filmmaker in the best sense of the term. Both notions bring out the texture of the work; both contribute to its sincere ambiguity. First of all, Marker wants his images to be never quite in themselves nor at the service of the narration. The images have to be complex enough to suggest the sub-active, and the voice-over nuanced enough to offer the pro-active, but a narrative pro-activity that doesn't dictate the images, but gives them a still greater complexity. Marker wants images that have an atmosphere of world, but also to give to these images a texture that leaves the film with a vertiginous sense of possibility. Thus, though we've talked a great deal about the importance of memory, memory in itself isn't enough. For memory suggests too readily a return, and we should remember in La jettee that though the central character does in fact choose the past over the future, he can do so because he works from a position of living outside the present moment as readily as he can choose to live in the past. As Deleuze and Guattari suggest in What is Philosophy?, "memory, which summons forth only old perceptions, is obviously not enough...", and what Marker often works with is a kind of memory frisson - a moment where the past returns in some way to haunt the present. This is exactly what happens at the end of La jetee, where the central character realises that the haunting moment he couldn't forget was actually the moment of his own death. In The Last Bolshevik the narrator realises that the 'last Bolshevik of the title was a more ambiguous figure than even he expected, as he finds Alexander Medvedkin's name attached to a particularly dubious film. It's a moment that forces the narrator to reassess much that he'd taken for granted due to new information that calls the entire past into question, and also the present assumptions of the perceiver. If we were to settle merely for the re-enactment of memory, then the past would simply be brought into the present. But not only is Marker interested in images that have whole worlds surrounding them, and a narrative consciousness equal to the psychic implosiveness we proposed in relation to Sans soleil, there is also this sense that memory is not a passive recollection but a constantly active process waiting to thrust upon the men of the present, as Nietzsche would say, that history can never quite be bunk.


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'Lift India from developing to a developed category'
Gautam Adani, Chairman, Adani Group.
Gautam Adani, Chairman, Adani Group says that India is another name of hope on the world stage.
New Delhi: In a wide-ranging interview, Gautam Adani, Chairman, Adani Group, talks about India, politics, the Adani Group and Adani Foundation. Excerpts:
Q: Tell us about your journey in which adding millions and billions of dollars every day are now starting to look like a routine.
A: From one point of view, it is just statistics, and it is certainly not our aim to get confused by it. It is important that the work you are doing is useful for society and the country. Being an Indian, I feel that for some time now, there is a feeling in the whole of India that we should lift our nation from a developing to a developed category. In achieving this goal, it can be considered that, among the efforts being made for this objective, our group also has made a small contribution.
Q: Your critics say that all this has been possible because of your closeness with Prime Minister Modiji. Your comments.
A: Those who criticize like this neither know Modiji nor his capabilities. Their criticism is probably because I am from Gujarat and Narendra Modiji had been the Chief Minister of Gujarat for 12 years. I know as well as others do that he is completely fair and honest. The truth is that because of his policies, first in Gujarat and now in the country, a favorable environment has been created for doing business and all sectors of businesses benefited from it. The country and the states have benefitted too. As far as the issue of personal gain is concerned, my group's work is also spread across all the non-BJP ruled states of the country like Rajasthan, Chhattisgarh, Tamil Nadu, Kerala, Andhra Pradesh, Telangana, West Bengal, Jharkhand, Odisha, etc. These states are ruled by different parties. We are working with those governments also.
Q: There is also a big criticism that the debt burden on the companies of your group is such that if the bubble bursts, the banks would be in big trouble.
A: You have asked a very good question. You know that companies working in the field of infrastructure development require a lot of money. They take loans. Now if the loan is for a longer period, available on good terms, and you are able to grow very quickly with that money, then this is a good strategy. In the last 9 years, the debt in our Group has grown at the rate of 11% and the earnings doubled at the rate of 22%. So, tell me, isn't this a great strategy? This is the reason why in these 9 years, the share prices of my companies have increased very fast and investors and shareholders have got huge profits. Another important point is that in the last 9 years, the ratio of debt to debt servicing income—called EBIDTA—has come down by almost 50%. It is also worth mentioning that during the same period, the share of government and private banks in providing loans has come down from 84% to just 33%, that is, a decline of about 60%. These figures make it clear that all these allegations are baseless.
Q: You claim to be making the biggest green energy company, but you also have a huge coal business. Some time back you also acquired coal mines in Australia.
A: Personally, I am a staunch supporter of green energy, but the ground reality is that we still need thermal power projects for India's energy security. But gradually fossil fuel-based energy will be replaced by green energy and soon, green and clean energy will become the primary source of energy security in the country. Until then, fossil fuels will also have a role to play in this era of transition. Hence, our long-term business is for clean and green energy.
Q: The start-up culture is growing rapidly in the country. What advice do you have for those who aspire to launch start-ups?
A: There are no shortcuts in life. Dreams come true only when you have full faith in your dreams and work hard to fulfil them. The cycle of success and failure is a part of life. Don't be afraid or cowed down by failure.
Q: Have we fully recovered from the crisis that followed the pandemic and the Russia-Ukraine war?
A: Remember, at the time of the pandemic, did anyone expect such a successful vaccination program? Did it appear easy to emerge from the economic crisis after the lockdown? It seemed as if the healthcare infrastructure would completely collapse. But did anything like this happen? After the Russia-Ukraine war started, there is an energy crisis all over the world, a food crisis, a financial crisis, and inflation, but our country has been spared from all these problems. This is proof of the strength of the country's economy. Foreign investors are queuing up to invest money. The manufacturing sector is about to take off as the infrastructure required for it is ready. We are already ahead of many others in the service sector. Now many international companies are coming to India for production. India is another name of hope on the world stage. India has got the chairmanship of the G-20. Being Indians, we all can appreciate this change.
Q: Some people see your acquisition of NDTV as an attempt to curb press freedom.
A: The entry of the corporate world into the media, and the expansion of media into other businesses, have been happening for years. Not only in India, but all over the world. But since Gautam Adani is doing it, there is bound to be noise. I have already clarified that the NDTV has been acquired as a social responsibility, not to earn profit. There are very good media groups in India, but I want to build NDTV an international-level brand. NDTV is a very good brand and has all the qualities a good brand should have. What is needed is the right thinking, strategy, and technical, financial, and human resources through which NDTV can achieve a global status in line with its capabilities. I would also like to mention that the CEOs of all my companies are independent and I have no interference whatsoever in their day-to-day functioning. My role is limited to strategizing. In NDTV's case too, there will be a very clear Lakshman Rekha between the owners and the editorial.
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LOS ANGELES, Nov.28, 2017 /PRNewswire/ -- The University of Southern California's Iovine and Young Academy (Academy) has received a $425,543 grant from Phase ONE Foundation, a nonprofit organization dedicated to cancer research, to expand the Academy's innovative immersive cancer module to a full-scale four-year undergraduate track that applies the Academy's proven interdisciplinary educational model to the field of health to drive innovation in patient care. The undergraduate track is looking to launch as early as Fall 2019.
With seed funding from Phase ONE, the Academy will build on the success and momentum of its immersive cancer module and broaden its interdisciplinary academic curriculum and co-curricular offerings in partnership with USC'sConvergent Science Initiative in Cancer (CSI-Cancer) led by Dr. Peter Kuhn and the USC Dornsife College of Letters, Arts and Sciences. Students will be immersed in an information-rich, hands-on learning ecosystem where they interact with teams of physicians, scientists, cancer patients, UX/UI designers, and graduate students to develop innovative health solutions to improve patient outcomes.
"Phase ONE's generous gift will help us equip and empower students and faculty to develop disruptive ideas to tackle our most challenging health problems," said Erica Muhl, founding executive director of the USC Iovine and Young Academy for Arts, Technology, and the Business of Innovation and dean of the USC Roski School of Art and Design. "We are emboldened by Phase ONE's commitment to education and innovative research. Their gift ensures we have the resources to continue to provide best-in-class education and develop innovative, agile thinkers who will help to shape the future of the health industries."
"The future of cancer research rests on interdisciplinary innovation and collaboration," said Dr. Peter Kuhn, a dean's professor of biological sciences for the USC Dornsife College of Letters, Arts and Sciences, professor of medicine for the Keck School of Medicine, professor of biomedical engineering and professor of aerospace & mechanical engineering for the Viterbi School of Engineering, and founding faculty for the Michelson Center for Convergent Bioscience. "Academy students are nonlinear thinkers who are mentored by faculty and industry experts to disrupt the status quo in meaningful ways. By blending the Academy's human-centered design methodologies with biosciences, we can leverage the power of convergence to spark innovative approaches to the most intractable health problems."
The pilot cancer module was developed last year in partnership with CSI-Cancer and Dr. Kuhn's laboratory. Academy students worked with teams of faculty, physicians, and patients in Dr. Kuhn's lab as part of CSI-Cancer to help develop CancerBase, a revolutionary new online platform that allows cancer patients to track real-time biometric data and measure the effectiveness of cancer treatment. CancerBase was featured at former Vice President Joe Biden's Cancer Moonshot in June 2016, as well as former President Obama's White House South by South Lawn Festival in October 2016.
"It is Phase ONE's mission to invest in cutting-edge research that will significantly impact and improve the patient experience," said Royce Bergman, board chair of the Phase ONE Foundation. "The USC Iovine and Young Academy is clearly becoming a hotbed of ideas and innovation due to its collaborative and convergent framework. Dr. Kuhn's work with the students has already yielded immediate and startling results. We are confident this new program will open new possibilities for future cancer researchers and transform patient experiences for generations to come."
The USC Jimmy Iovine and Andre Young Academy was founded in 2013 by entrepreneurs Jimmy Iovine and Andre "Dr. Dre" Young to teach critical thinking, complex problem solving, and nurture unbridled creativity at the intersection of three essential areas: art and design; engineering and computer science; and business and venture management. The Academy program is an integrated, four-year Bachelor of Science degree that follows a cohort-based collaborative educational model. Students are trained to think seamlessly across disciplines and have access to cutting-edge creative spaces, industry experts, and unconventional learning opportunities.
The Convergent Science Initiative in Cancer (CSI-Cancer) at the USC Michelson Center for Convergent Biosciences is focused on improving the lives of cancer patients through scientific insights relevant to individual patients. The initiative focuses on three areas: 1) quantifying the time evolution of the disease; 2) forecasting patient pathways; and 3) quantifying health. CSI-Cancer at USC is led by Dr. Peter Kuhn and each project is led by a team comprised of patients, medical doctors, scientists and students focused on solving the clinical challenge through basic science breakthroughs that can be translated into real world solutions.
PHASE ONE is a nonprofit organization dedicated to supporting groundbreaking Phase I and Phase 2 cancer clinical research, innovative education and treatment programs, while funding forward thinking leaders in the scientific and medical community.


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The Mothers - Fillmore East - June 1971 (LP, 1971)
As I said, Zappa disbanded the original Mothers of Invention around 1969. However, he kept Ian Underwood (wind instrument dude) and Don Preston (keyboardist and pure stallion) around for the band's next incarnation, which would mostly be referred to as, simply, The Mothers. This is the first record that left off the "of Invention" and it's also the first record to feature what some refer to as the "Vaudeville" Mothers. I never refer to them as that. I refer to this period as "The Flo & Eddie Years."
I'm not going to go into the whole story of Flo & Eddie (really Mark Volman and Howard Kaylan, respectively), but if you want a quick synopsis, you can check out their Wikipedia article. Bascially, they were the dudes from The Turtles. And for the short time that they were with Zappa and the newly formed Mothers, they were Zappa's mouthpieces, performing songs/skits and generally hamming it up. Some people love this era of The Mothers, others struggle with it. I, sometimes against my better judgment, love it. I got into the Flo & Eddie shit before I even turned twenty, and I think I was smoking enough pot that it all made sense to me. Now I've just got a soft spot for the whole damn thing.
Don't get me wrong: I still prefer the original Mothers of Invention, but I like this a lot, too. And in a different way. But I understand why folks wouldn't. There's a lot of talking. Seriously. A lot.
At this point in his career, Zappa was certifiably obsessed with showing the world his interpretation of the life of a touring rock band. It's really all that this album and 200 Motels (the film and the album - both of which we'll get to) are about. And, like I said, this era of The Mothers is very lyric-heavy. And, considerably and consistently dirtier than anything Zappa had done up to this point. Does it feel a little juvenile at certain points? Definitely. Are there some great songs mixed in with the performance dialogue? Yes. So, I've always felt that if you have the patience for this record, it really pays off.
Yes, "Do You Like My New Car" is basically seven minutes of Flo & Eddie talking over a slow groove. But, the four songs that follow it (and conclude the album) are full-on fantastic. They even throw an amended cover of "Happy Together" in there, and it somehow works. There are some slow cuts (if you don't like hearing Flo & Eddie talk) during the beginning-middle of the LP, but "Latex Solar Beef" and "Willie the Pimp" are tough to beat.
This album, like a lot of Zappa's stuff, takes patience. But wait until we get to Playground Psychotics. It's from this same era, is three times as long, and features backstage conversations between band members. Fillmore East seems like an EP compared to that thing. But that one will have to wait. But not too long.
Anyway. There is a time and a place for this record. If you can find it, there's some serious enjoyment to be had here. I firmly believe that.
Not from this actual album, but a live recording from the same era.
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Self-portrait in black and white : unlearning race / Thomas Chatterton Williams.
Williams, Thomas Chatterton, 1981- author.
New York : W.W. Norton & Company, [2019]
A meditation on race and identity from one of our most provocative cultural critics. A reckoning with the way we choose to see and define ourselves, Self-Portrait in Black and White is the searching story of one American family's multigenerational transformation from what is called black to what is assumed to be white. Thomas Chatterton Williams, the son of a 'black' father from the segregated South and a 'white' mother from the West, spent his whole life believing the dictum that a single drop of 'black blood' makes a person black. This was so fundamental to his self-conception that he'd never rigorously reflected on its foundations -- but the shock of his experience as the black father of two extremely white-looking children led him to question these long-held convictions. 'It is not that I have come to believe that I am no longer black or that my daughter is white,' Williams writes. 'It is that these categories cannot adequately capture either of us.' Beautifully written and bound to upset received opinions on race, Self-Portrait in Black and White is an urgent work for our time.
Williams, Thomas Chatterton, 1981-
Racially mixed people -- United States -- Biography.
Racially mixed people -- Race identity -- United States.
African Americans -- Race identity.
Whites -- Race identity -- United States.
United States -- Race relations.
Autobiographies.
The view from near and far -- Marrying out -- Self-portrait of an ex-black man -- Epilogue: The shape of things to come.
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that starts out with fishfinder problems, bait tank pump screaming and whining, fully loaded kayak cart tipping over on the way to launch, and no bites all morning.
A few hours later, just about the tide change, feels like I'm hung up on the bottom and about to lose another sinker. Slowly, the mass starts coming up. Feels like I've either hooked a giant kelp strand or maybe a 55 gallon garbage can.
A few little wiggles? Must be that braid pulling through some kelp.
Wednesday, 8/29, in the O.C.
thanks Wayne for pics and support.
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Awesome.. did you make bait? Or barge?
Very nice catch. Good eats for a while.
Congrats, very nice Hali. That would help to forget all the other problems!
Perfect for grilling this holiday weekend!!
That's a really nice fish!
WOW! What an adrenalin rush and I was just watching! After listening to your moaning and groaning all morning it was about time for some attitude adjustment . I told you kelp didn't make your rod wiggle like that. You really became cool hand Luke after yelling "MONSTER HERE!" and played it perfectly with gaff and game clip. Way to go, John! You the Pro!
PS Ill trade you some WSB for some halibut.
that starts out with fishfinder problems, bait tank pump screaming and whining, fully loaded kayak-on-cart tipping over on the way to launch, and no bites all morning.
A few hours later, just about the tide change, feels like you're hung up on the bottom and about to lose another sinker. Slowly, you start coming up. Feels like you've either hooked a giant kelp strand or maybe a 55 gallon garbage can.
What - a few little wiggles? Must be that braid pulling through some kelp.
Nice HaliWhale Johnny B Good!!!
Nice fish Mr JB. You have a very fishy kayak.
Congrats on a very nice flatty Mr JB!