“Was not their mistake once more bred of the life of slavery that they had been living?—a life which was always looking upon everything, except mankind, animate and inanimate—‘nature,’ as people used to call it—as one thing, and mankind as another, it was natural to people thinking in this way, that they should try to make ‘nature’ their slave, since they thought ‘nature’ was something outside them” — William Morris


Friday, August 5, 2011

I Love Malick


Bill Benzon has just seen The Thin Red Line. Beautiful post. I haven't seen The Tree of Life (though many of you have ordered me to see it, sorry really busy still). But in my ecology and literature classes I do often teach that moment in The Thin Red Line, just before the raid on the Japanese machine gun position. The sun comes up over the hill, in silence. It's a shot with no reason. A thin red line meets the thin red line.

A Kantian shot, and OOO shot. It takes your breath away. Anyone who has meditated would want to jump up and cheer when they see that shot.

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