Approaching
now, as I hope, the centre of my argument, there is something I think I should
repeat and make come out clearer. And it is about what is the SUBJECT of my
argument, and what is not. It is not about “trivial” text and trivial readings
which are, from my perspective, the same thing. Not seeing this was one of the
reasons, I think, why my master thesis didn’t work out.
By
“trivial reading” I just mean any reading where nothing happens when I am
reading. Where I don’t experience anything new, or do anything different from
what I did before when I was reading. I have already stated that all these
reasons that have nothing to do with the SPECIFIC text I am reading, like “recreational”
and “social” reasons, are important. I even think they will always be REGARDED
as the most important reasons for engaging in such a questionable activity
without any “reasonable” purpose, like making money or improving ourselves.
And, depending on our point of view, everybody will always be right about this.
Though, from an idealist – or, as I see it, “naturalist” – point of view, there
has to be an INDEPENDENT reason for fiction to come into existence.
And, as
this is my blog, not a rewrite of my master thesis, I am not obliged to conceal
that this is personal. Even though I was successful at school, and happily
submitted to all of its rules, I loathed and despised this institution from the
bottom of my heart - I think, without even knowing why. The day of my revenge
on this place of ignorance called “further education” came, late but
nonetheless. It was the day when our new history teacher in upper school began
his first lesson by actually pointing at one pupil after the other and asking
them when the Middle-ages began. NOBODY had a clue. Then he stated, his voice
dripping with satisfaction, that we obviously never learned anything, and that
he would have to start all over again. And I wasn’t THE LEAST BIT ashamed that,
at sixteen, I didn’t know when the Middle-ages began, I was PLEASED. It was
just like: “O, so I have been RIGHT all this time! We ACTUALLY never learned
anything …”
And “O,
so I have been right …” occurred a few times in the last decades, but it didn’t
occur often. One important instance certainly was my professor at uni, in his
first lecture, telling us that reading was part of the human activity of
solving problems. I don’t remember the original shock when I heard this, but I
know what happened as a result. Whereas I remember the shock on the occasion of
the much more recent interview with Richard Armitage – which I also quoted, and
will probably also repeat a couple of times. Where he said that playing Thorin
Oakenshield had made him reconnect with what he wanted from his carrier, which
was not fame and fortune but the opportunity to investigate a character in this
way. And this wasn’t even the kind of big revelation like the problem-solving
bit. It is just a very clear statement about what is the best, and deepest, and
most satisfying thing an actor can do with what he has learned to do. The shock
was rather about the fact that anybody would actually SAY something like this
in public. Or, for me just then, that somebody FINALLY SAID IT. (And the statement
itself as well as its context makes it very clear that doing the things we do
FOR THE RIGHT REASONS – the reasons they have been invented for – is rather the
“luxury” part of things, not the “every-day” part.) But this time I was better
prepared for this “window of opportunity”. This time I knew how to take up the
suggestion and DO something with it.
So, what
I did in the last two years and a half writing this blog was - apart from
having fun with text - to collect non-trivial readings, mostly by myself, as
when I was watching “The Tempest”, or “Hannibal”, or “No Man’s Land”, or
“Mother!”… (I might add one more, just now, about the musical project my
brother took part in, singing in the choir. They took one of the forgotten texts
from the Old Testament, The Book Ruth, and, making the best use of the
“trivial” means at their disposal, created something breathtaking. In fact, I
couldn’t believe what HAPPENED on that stage, especially as I didn’t expect anything
of the kind. I’d say, if somebody actually wants to remember WHY they believe
in God, they should watch this instead of hearing a sermon. ANY sermon.)
I also
collected significant “statements” on their readings by other people. Mostly by
actors, in fact, because there is extremely relevant reading “behind” John
Cleese playing Petrucchio, or Ralph Fiennes Richard III, or Lucian Msamati Iago,
or Simon Russel Beale Prospero the way they did which I can see and describe. It
doesn’t have to be conscious, as for me who immediately begins to write in my
head when I see something relevant. I suppose their reading mostly goes
directly into their acting. – And I have also collected a few significant
statements by other readers like myself, for example by my sister about reading
Kafka. Even though there is just this one sentence, it is probably the best
summary of reading Kafka ever made. Or the one by my friend about reading
interpretations. This one is much more comprehensive, and I have to repeat it here
again:
She
wrote that it came to her as an epiphany that reading (different)
INTERPRETATIONS of a text is actually part of her TECHNIQUE of dealing with the
world and other people. As everybody is a universe of their own, to get on in
the world and be able to deal with other people, she has to find out how they
think and feel. If this doesn’t work she might be in deep shit, much worse than
if she knows that she will never get on with the other person, or find any
common ground at all. And she enjoys reading (different) interpretations (of
one text) because they explain the MANY FACETS of a fictional world, in analogy
to the many facets of real people and real life issues.
I think
there are a number of relevant points about reading contained in this
statement, partly even about reading fiction, though this is not at the centre
of it. But I think that the “many facets” of a fictional text are the key point
here about fiction. Of course, reading interpretations of fictional texts is
closely related to reading fiction, as interpretations are texts ABOUT a fictional
text. And reading interpretations makes us see not only what people THINK about
the text but what actually might be contained in the text that WE cannot see. At
least this was how I used them when I still had to read interpretations. To
understand what I didn’t understand and uncover blind spots. I never really
ENJOYED reading interpretations. I always felt that they tended to disturb my
own immediate and exclusive relationship with the text - that they might
destroy my reading. But I certainly regard it as ONE technique of reading
fiction, pointed at the many facets and possibilities contained in the text.
And this COMPLEXITY is certainly an extremely relevant point why we love, and
enjoy, and need fiction.
I wrote
a few times already that, for me, the most important part of dealing with
fictional text appears to be to find TRUTHS that I wouldn’t be able to find in
any other way. But I don’t think I really explained what I meant by it. I don’t
think I could before I hit on this. For example, truthful acting occurs when an
actor is able to “fuse” the many facets of a fictional character in his acting,
and it is often only then that we can SEE the character – see the forest
INSTEAD of the many trees, as we would say in German - and feel that he or she
is represented convincingly and truthfully. And this kind of truth is in fact
the domain of fiction – what fiction provides MORE EFFICIENTLY than any other
medium. To show us the many facets of a fictional world, and, by this, makes us
experience the world as MULTI-DIMENSIONAL. We usually don’t consciously deal
with the real world as multi-dimensional because we have to DEAL with it. Most
often we envisage it as two-dimensional: good or bad, beautiful or ugly, fat or
thin, rich or poor, important or unimportant … This is our mental TECHNIQUE of
dealing with it because, usually, we have to take decisions fast and without
much thinking. And, as they obviously work so well, we are easily influenced
and “corrupted” by these simple pairs of opposites so that we don’t even SEE
anymore what bounty the world actually provides. Reading fiction, we enjoy this
bounty. Reading interpretations might even enhance this experience because we
have to BECOME AWARE of it.
“Investigating
a character like this” is also about this complexity, which is why I liked it
so much. A complexity we USUALLY don’t experience in real life – where people
seem to be mostly interested in how much people drink, and with whom they have
sex, and maybe what car they drive and how much money they make - not even WHAT
they do to make that money! This is
probably at the bottom of why we experience fictional characters so
differently, and enjoy their existence so much. And it is what ONLY actors can
do “in this (extensive) way”. It is their field of expertise, and their privilege.
It is actually about something that wouldn’t exist without what they do. This
is obvious, at least for everybody who loves to see this kind of thing. Needs
it as well to help their own imagination. What is less obvious for us to see is
that, through relevant reading, we are creating complexity, meaning, and truth
FOR OURSELVES. I enjoyed “Hannibal” from the start, but I loved it from the
moment I discovered “participating”. It is this moment where we “join in” – get
ourselves in there – that it begins to happen. That complexity is created. In
“Hannibal” it was probably the reason why I was thinking of ART all the time,
not horror. In particular, it restored the meaning of BEAUTY by twisting the
received concept of it to the furthest point – without losing it by JUST
disgusting or frightening me. My deep dissatisfaction with the
“two-dimensional” perception of beauty in real life got addressed for the first
time in this radical way. (In the meantime I have used the experience to
“deepen out” other texts!) I think I was even deeply moved because of this, and
felt that I was taken seriously for the first time. And I ENJOYED this.
(Thinking
about this, I suddenly understood why the number 3 is considered to be so
special and kind of “magical”. It is because three is what is ABSENT in our current
representation of the world. What appears impossible – or the thing that we cannot
imagine, or have to figure out in the first place. I remember this sentence
from “The Spooks” (series) which stayed with me, though I didn’t know why, that
“OF COURSE there is a third possibility” (I didn’t check if I quoted it exactly
but this was what it meant.) And now I know why, and I found the explanation in
“Macbeth” – which I was very pleased with. It was some time ago that I hit on
the “equivocation” which is, in my opinion, the most important element of
semantic structure in the play. (“Fair is foul and foul is fair”…) But the real
power I believe the witches wield is that they command complexity dealing with
the three and nine. So, they are always one step ahead of “us” for whom it is
already difficult to deal with the fact that every thing has TWO sides – as,
like Macbeth, we are driven by the desire to make the world exactly suit US.
His story proves that this single-minded perspective is neither the smartest
nor the most humane. One of the wisest things I ever heard by the famous
Bavarian comedian Karl Valentin - though probably not strictly true – is that “every
thing has THREE sides: one good, one bad, and one funny”. It might have been
strictly true for him - so, the third possibility is kind of contingent. What we
chose to fill this slot – and if we want to fill it at all - is up to US. It is
our own choice about how we see the world, or ability to see the space between
a rock and a hard place, or - if we want – up to magic or transcendental
powers. Three is ominous, and we very rarely manage more than three. IN FACT we
are probably doing more than three all the time because every problem of any
importance obviously doesn’t have just three possible solutions but x to the
ten – or something like it. “We” are getting smarter with computers and
algorithms all the time when it comes to constructing cars and the like, but on
a personal level … I don’t know. It might still be “Macbeth” most of the time.)
But it
isn’t JUST about what we enjoy. In “Hannibal” murder and cannibalism are the
background for beauty being set off like this. And I REALLY didn’t enjoy
watching “Mother”. My GENUINE bad feelings were what made the metaphor work. The
truth that I discovered became integrated into my experience on a much deeper -
and more permanent - level because of the WAY I discovered it. Watching “No
Man’s Land” was so great because I hit on unknown human territory, but the
truth of it was about something frightening. To actually SEE that space between
the speaking and the kind of material content of a person open up and widen was
unsettling. And “The Big Short” became one of my favourite examples as to which
extent a fictional text is able to uncover the truth about a real-life issue
because - in the most entertaining way imaginable – it unravels what actually happens
when we ACT UPON THE TRUTH. Makes us able to picture the consequences of just
starting to do this instead of lying indefinitely. Our world, as we know it,
would just go to pieces … There is this uncomfortable truth about
problem-solving: even though any number of problems are probably “solved” by
not dealing with them I am convinced that the first step to actually move an
issue forward is a thorough analysis. One that takes its complexity into
account and doesn’t do away with something as important as the constitutive
role of lies in the fabric of reality. (There is this belief – which I also
hold! – that we don’t lie as a rule, just as an exception. But this might be
one of the biggest lies “we” are telling ourselves … (My BIG favourite about
lying “truthfully” - which might also be called “the art of giving successful
interviews” - is the bit from “House of Cards” where Claire Underwood
unexpectedly faces the challenge to have to talk about her buried past. Somehow
I never get around to analyzing it. My favourite sentence by her: “I hate lying.”
might actually be the clue to lying successfully.))
Most of
the time, complexity is no fun at all. What suits us in real life are simple
solutions to complicated problems, but this isn’t how it works. What I liked
best about my friend’s statement, and what compelled me to understand it, was
what I called its “harshness”. It has an urgency to it that suggests that it is
about a REAL problem. It is not about making friends or liking each other. (Which
is partly what READING FICTION is about if we follow Schiller. A big part of it
certainly is about the luxury of “being human” – which certainly is very
important in its own right!) Not about the surface on which we are all one big
family, but about what is beneath the surface where people use what little
power they have ruthlessly to get others out of their way, bully and frighten
them to take advantage. Most people who are doing this on a daily basis – which
IS most people, by the way - wouldn’t own to it, not even to themselves. In
fact, it is called “networking”, and there are probably few people who would
describe it like I just did. But my big think about her statement began with
the realization WHY I didn’t understand at first. Because, even though in the
back of my head there is always this little space for the “real world”, I had
quite forgotten about it. I had an unexpected reminder, just recently, that this
is IN FACT the real world, which can be very uncomfortable to live in and where
we HAVE to “network” not to go under. Which means that we have to FIGURE OUT
what other people REALLY want and think. What they actually SAY is of little
consequence, but I had forgotten how little until recently my workmate, whom I
see every day, unexpectedly told me how she had been bullied by one of my other
workmates – whom I see every day as well – to the end that she decided to work
fewer hours. I was shocked – actually less about the fact THAT this happened
than that I hadn’t been aware of it. Not being aware of the things going on
“underneath”, and not networking, might not be something I can afford. It might
just be a matter of time until the same thing happens to me.
Absurdly,
reading fiction CAN be some kind of reminder that a real world of infinite
complexity is STILL out there. It isn’t often, I think, but I know that seeing
“The Big Short” made me finally change my attitude towards politicians and
other people suggesting simple solutions. I DON’T LISTEN to them anymore. I
don’t take ANYTHING of this kind seriously anymore. Which means that I ACTUALLY
became smarter. But I don’t think that this is what usually happens when I am
reading. The really interesting bit about my friend’s statement in this context
is that this might be what happens when we are reading INTERPRETATIONS. At
least for me her description makes perfect sense, because, doing this, we are
leaving the comfortable area of ourselves and the text having an intimate
relationship of whatever nature. When we are reading interpretations we are dragging the
text out into the open to submit it to a different kind of game which consists
in figuring out what other people are doing with it. As I wrote, I don’t like
it that much, as other people are likely to lie about or conceal what happened
between them and the text when they are telling others about it, telling them
what they are supposed to think and feel instead. (Not networking, in my case,
is not an expression of how much but of HOW LITTLE I trust other people …) But this
doesn’t mean that, if you really like it and are good at it, it might not be a
great technique of figuring out what is going on in OTHER PEOPLE’S minds.
And the
reason for this, I think, is that, unlike the real thing, it is still PLAYING.
Networking can be great, I don’t doubt that most people like it – as long as it
isn’t them who are getting hurt. I suppose, playing, we can “do” a great deal
of things without getting hurt, even getting hurt … (I remember somebody
actually saying about his vr experience that he experienced dying – which
wasn’t PLEASANT. I bet …???!!! But, even though he died in virtual reality, he
wasn’t actually dead. So that, I figure, he can try again and get better at it.
And it is strange that there are very few questions I would like to ask an
actor if I ever met one. But, as such an astonishing amount of what they do has
to do with dying or killing, I’d like to know what felt better. I doubt that I
would get an honest answer in this case of ANYONE, but I actually suspect it is
dying. At least they always look as if they genuinely enjoyed their death
scenes – which cannot be said for most sex scenes, by the way.) In real life,
if we get hurt, we avoid doing the same thing again. It is also, I think, how
we think we LEARN – which is very rarely true. Even small children are rather
smart at avoiding damage in the first place. And I supposed we have developed
SMART techniques for not being hurt in a world of unforeseeable complexity - one
of which is certainly playing.
Even
though this felt as if I had made a lot of progress on the Big Question, this
is probably only a beginning. Technically speaking, it is only about one kind
of “fictional activity”: reading interpretations. So, there is no answer yet to
how exactly reading fiction plays into the activity of solving real-life
problems. And there are probably more ways than just one to get smarter - and better
at solving real problems - by playing with fictional text. What is important
though, and should be made absolutely clear, is that, with probably very few
exceptions, no real-life problems ever get SOLVED directly by playing or
reading (– same as nobody learns anything useful by playing violent video
games, not even killing!) By playing, we probably rather experience that we can
imagine and try things we haven’t encountered before. (Which might be the
reason why violent video games actually can become dangerous.) We can try out
more and get smarter – but it will only get EFFECTIVE if we use some of it in
real life situations like networking situations.
In
particular, we might get used to the fact that our view of the world is not the
only way of looking at it. I always think that I know this, but I always forget
how long the way from knowing something to making this knowledge work actually
is. Playing and reading might be two of our most efficient techniques of taking
shortcuts, speeding things up – which doesn’t seem to be much but in fact can
hardly be overestimated in a world of infinite complexity. I am sure that there
is something in it, but it is still very fuzzy. And, right now, I have no idea
how to proceed. Maybe, for now, I’ll just weather the incomprehensible yearly
madness called “Christmas” which now starts already in Mid-November – at the
latest! - and ENJOY complexity watching “House of Cards” – whereas, right as I
am writing this, “out there” the four negotiating parties who have to come to
an agreement today if they want to run this country, are probably beaten by
complexity.
I am
ALWAYS beaten by complexity watching “House of Cards”, by the way, but this is
what I like about it. Being “on top” obviously doesn’t interest me anymore – though
it has to happen occasionally for the game to proceed. But KNOWING that I know
nothing seems still to be the best part.
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