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					'For us, tired hedonists of this end of the century...'
					[Alain Badiou, The Century]
 'We have discovered happiness,' say the Last Men, 
					and they blink.'
 [Friedrich Nietzsche, Thus Spake Zarasthustra]
 
 What do we learn of happiness from B-Movies? How to 'faire
					faux'? Make things worse to make them better? Spit on the grave of
					convention, the family?
 
 The original cult road movie, Vanishing Point by Richard Saratian
					[1971] starring Barry Newman as the nomadic, sexually
					jaded ex-policeman Kowalski, fugitive driver of a 1970 Dodge
					Challenger, is betrayed in the1997 version remake as American hero, family
					man, whose wife is having a baby, a mutilation of the spirit of
					subversion, the vicious parasite to the virtuous host. The
					original, in contrast, surpasses many lukewarm imaginaries of
					the [death] drive and the impossibility of love.
					An amphetamine-fuelled flight from the law, it celebrates the violence of the
					system in the visual beauty and freedom of the 'dromoscopic'
					desert, shot at speed, it approaches an Imaginary Real,
					a 'vanishing point'. To transform the delirium of rebellion from the ellipse of cinematic
					space, the drive concentrates our attention upon a vanishing point. Discipline and focus
					is required of the nomadic. Vanishing Point provides a desacrilised after-image of
					disenchantment, angelic message turned to sour fact, and is at its very best an
					inspired gesture of the futility of love, or of the parasite's wildness at the
					heart of the anti-heroism, unnerved in the face of death and
					psychosis. Freedom is gauged in the will to an accelerated suicide. We encounter
					something spirited, like wild horses, in Saint-John
					Perse [from his poem Anabasis, 1924] of
					'[...] an assertion that seems especially obscure today: that of the superiority
					of nomad greatness over happiness. This is pushed so far as to cast doubt on the very value of
					happiness. The expression 'the gelded words of happiness'
					[recalling that a gelder is a specialist castration of horses] seems to indicate that for a man of
					anabasis, even where language is concerned, the obsession with happiness constitutes
					a mutilation [...] for it holds that the desire for happiness is what prohibits greatness.'
					[Alain Badiou, Anabasis, from The Century].
					Paul Virilio gauges the greatness of the 'rush' as incalculable by discipline of the
					senses; 'The depth of the landscape rises to the surface like an oil spot on the surface of a
					painting. Inanimate objects exhume themselves from the horizon and come bit by bit to impregnate the sheen of the
					windshield. Perspective comes alive. The vanishing point becomes a point of assault
					projecting its arrows and rays on the voyager-voyeur.'
 
 Paul Virilio, Edward R.
					O'Neill, Dromoscopy, or The Ecstasy of
					Enormities
 '[...] Some recent films reveal interesting parallel, and elliptical
					tendencies. Protagonists are frequently presented as having sexual problems that nevertheless give them a
					lot of 'pleasure'. Whether squirming in the uncomfortable fit of their
					identity-as in The Closet, Hedwig and the Angry Inch,
					L.I.E., or 'on the
					road' in the youth cult movie Y Tu Mama Tambien-or languishing as a kind of
					impotent, alienated ghost- as in The Sixth Sense
					and The Others-several things emerge which bespeak the two meanings of 'vanishing
					point': 'a point at which receding parallel lines seem to meet when represented in linear perspective';
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					and 'a point at which something disappears or ceases to
					exist.' [From Mott, G. (2004).
					The Vanishing Point of the Sexual Subject: The Closed, Hedwig and the Angry
					Inch, Psychoanalytic Review,
					91:607-614.]
 Cinema has nurtured the perverse voyeur-voyager from within conventional narrative,
					coinciding 'vicious'
					and 'virtuous' circles
					with anti-narration. Imaginaries of the Real, as
					set out in catastrophe and abundance, contradict their libidinal economies by intersecting and spiralling
					axes. These stories are narrated at the same time as they are
					'disnarrated' e.g.The
					Game [David Fincher, 1997] by
					detours, wayward arrows, butterfly cusps, intersecting
					dimensions of reflexivity, chance and hallucinated deception, at the vanishing point of
					difference. Janus-faced paranoia feeds these virtuous and vicious characteristics into
					affects. Derived from the originality of works by writers /
					screen-writers such as Michel Butor, Alain
					Robbe-Grillet, and Philip K. Dick the
					'mis-en-abime'
					spaces of 'erotic' transformation of The Game immerse and dissolve their automatic
					subject into the forced occupation of the host body, Capital.
 The virtue of the corporation, in Vanilla Sky [Cameron Crowe,
					2000] is to be ambiguous as redemptive: the virtuous parasite entering the vicious
					host, and vice versa, with technical support software,
					to be infinitely reversible, since we all live inside the dream constructed of the corporate and we
					'control' the dream as it controls
					'us'. However the background sequences of Claude Monet's
					paint box confectionary 'vanilla' skies, signal the
					irreversibility of having clicked on a 'window too far', the clue in the persistence of
					the image's virtual afterlife: the background noise becomes the message in a
					forever-bright eternal circling sky, for if the gods are truly
					dead, so are we. The 'generosity'
					of the host coerces the dreamer of 'freedom'. The guarantee of security from ever
					reaching his vanishing point i.e. ceasing to exist is exchanged with its absolute
					value. Who wins in this game of destruction between the virtuous and the vicious?
					The thought to re-ascend the slope? What if the rebel is now the
					law? What if the act, the thought, perverse in rebellion
					is normal in law, and so obscenely commands generosity in
					'democratic' acts? Nomadic
					'greatness' filtered through capital expenditure -
					eros to thymos - now turns celebrity to something of the aesthetic order of the repulsive,
					and of Terror.
 
 Recall the cinematic logic of Luis Bunuel's mathematically perfect choreography in The Exterminating
					Angel, realigning and breaking Dante's 9th Circle of Hell of Betrayal with impeccable
					manners. Although broken by a ritual, the vanishing point of the last remembered moment
					before ceasing to exist, is re-enacted yet useless, only
					to be soon after again reinscribed, in another place.
 
 
 
 
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					'...The parasite becomes the host... '[Michel Serres Parasite]
 
 The grass was greener
 The light was brighter
 With friends surrounded
 The nights of Wonder
 'High Hopes',
 [The Division Bell, Pink
					Floyd, 1994]
 
 Black and Blue
 And who knows which is which and who is who
 Up and Down
 And in the end it's round and round...
 'Us and Them'
 [from Dark Side of the Moon, Pink
					Floyd, 1973, Capitol]
 
 '...No.9,
					no.9, no.9,
					no.9, no.9...'
					Revolution No.9'
 [from The White Album, The
					Beatles, 1968, Apple]
 
 
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					References:Project for a Revolution in New York; a novel, Alain
					Robbe-Grillet, novel, 1972
 Passing Time, novel, Michel Butor, 1954
 Ubik, novel, Philip K. Dick, 1969
 Abre los Ojos, film, Alejandro Amen�bar 1997
 Vanilla Sky, film, Cameron Crowe, 2000
 The Game, film, David Fincher, 1997
 
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