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  • F for Fake

    This is Orson Welles's masterpiece, a virtuoso performance of sound and video editing that co-opts the documentary but is not one. It is the rare postmodern text that's laugh out loud funny, steeped in the relativism of the post war period but not held hostage by it. He appears as himself, sheared of doubts and humanity, in full possession and knowledge of his genius, but he is not the subject (excuse my language) of the film. It's a "film about trickery, fraud and lies," and about two great exponents of those arts, Elmyr de Hory and Clifford Irving. The film is not much watched by people from any generation, met with cold critical reception on release, how can it be Welles's masterpiece? But it is, and is neglected due to its translation from the dross and palaver of our late capitalist society in which relativism extends mainly to the comparison of ledgers, a number of hard, unpleasant truths about meaning, about value, and about our modern oracles, the experts. Or as Welles says of art (or anything): "How is it valued? The value depends on opinion. Opinion depends on the expert. A faker like Elmyr makes fools of the experts, so who's the expert? Who's the faker?"

  • Ferret-Legging

    Ferret-Legging

    The ferret goes in your pants. Your pants are cinched to prevent its escape. Then you stand there while a scared rodent scratches, bites, and generally freaks the fuck out in the vicinity of your manly-bits. He who endures the longest wins. There you have the “sport” of ferret-legging, a Yorkshire coalminer practice now revived at the Richmond, VA Celtic Festival. While I cannot speak for the rest of the Plasma Pool team, I have not personally experienced the joy of ferret legging – nor do I have any desire to do so in the future. But what should be Liked about this particular Stuff is not corporeal, but rather its statement about the competitive nature of man such that he would trap a ferret in his pants for over five hours for no reward but the knowledge that he did what no other man could do. There exists in each of us a compulsion to strive for greatness, and in the course of this pursuit we are capable of unimaginable sacrifice in the name of achievement. Today humanity faces new and difficult challenges, but what drives these semi-sane “athletes” is the same that drives those in more noble fields to cure diseases, create art, and improve humanity in countless other ways. So, thank you ferret-leggers. Just keep that animal away from my junk.  -- Donny Bridges

  • Reactions to the OJ Simpson Verdict

    OJ Simpson Verdict

    Without getting into any kind of commentary about the trial itself or its place in pop culture memory, this video of the OJ Simpson verdict is stunning. Pay attention to 1:24, 2:10, 3:30, 3:59. The camera pans over a near-complete spectrum of emotions, almost oblivious to the murmur of the verdict while the faces hang on to every word. The calm voice at the end advises to "expect the worst." For me, the bizarre essence of the clip is that some idea of "justice" is located somewhere in the physical and conceptual space between the rows of silent faces and the implied source of the unseen voices. The mass of bodies tenses and contorts as an articulation of the disembodied speech of the justice system. I am reluctant to give a reading of all this beyond this cursory description, but one final thing to consider is that our detached gaze is nearly embedded in the perspective of the invisible jury, who sits at the center of the verdict.  -- Scott Coomes

From the Vault

Things that died in 2008.

Our president pledged as primary candidate to staunchly defend individual civil liberties and curb the domestic intelligence abuses of the Bush Administration. As the Democratic candidate, he hedged. As president-elect, he made stunning about-faces, notably on immunity for telecommunications companies who cooperated with Bush's illegal requests. Now, as president, he's continued as many of Bush's abuses as he's curtailed. Also, there was a time when John McCain wasn't an unprincipled, dishonorable bigot. He was quite the man, when he was a man. Then came a succubus to hasten his by then inevitable decline.

Mad Men: What Makes a Man

Eric Freeman

Don and Anna Draper

This essay is part of “Point-Hyperpoint: Mad Men,” a rollicking series of posts devoted to discussing AMC’s drama series. Spoilers abound. To read the entire series, please visit this page. To see all of Plasma Pool’s “Point-Hyperpoint” discussions, please click here.

I want to respond to one thing you said in the last response, because I think it gets at my issue with the Dick Whitman storyline and how it works on the show:

I felt like the final three episodes were practically about the death of Don Draper and the rebirth of Dick Whitman’s soul.

Conventional wisdom on Mad Men is that there are two sides of the main character: 1) Don, the smooth-talker who sleeps around and plays it cool, and 2) Dick, the defenseless country boy who shies away during confrontations and altogether seems weak. As I said several weeks ago, I reject the distinction. These traits can be found in both “versions” of Draper — Don rarely scolds his kids in any way that makes him seem like the bad guy, he is quite charming as Dick when around Anna Draper, etc. Parts of Dick can be seen in Don, because they are ultimately the same person, just one who has changed a lot over the course of his life. If we’re to believe that Don and Dick are fundamentally different, then we have to believe that people are able to partition of parts of their experience and entire years of their life into a separate self. Dick didn’t become an engineer or get plastic surgery when he took over Don Draper’s life — he just changed his name and screwed with a few documents.

These are ultimately semantic differences, though. When I say I dislike the Dick Whitman plotlines, what I really mean is that I think most everything connected to him could be done without making Don an identity thief. If Don were a farm boy who moved to New York, took on the persona of an old money WASP, never told his wife (or anyone else) a thing about his past, and still felt like an outsider, then how much about the show really changes? Granted, I just described something very close to the plot of The Great Gatsby, and maybe Matthew Weiner wanted to distinguish Don from a man who throws shirts at people to signify his status. But I’ve yet to hear an immensely compelling reason for the necessity of the Dick Whitman plotline.

Don Draper

My opinion on this is colored by the specifics of the show’s major stories. Betty and Don’s relationship has always been broken — he cheats, lies to her, and generally treats her like a child. If he were just Don Draper with no Dick Whitman lie, would this change? Is his desire to cheat really connected to his past? It’s possible to want to cheat because of a legitimately poor match, and even if he only does so because his dream life hasn’t turned out as planned, the dream wouldn’t stop being a dream just because he’s always been named Don Draper. If Dick Whitman can desire the life of Don Draper, then surely a farmboy Don could, too.

Likewise, Don’s success as an ad man is connected to his status as an outsider, not because lying about his identity makes it possible for him to lie about products. It’s quite the opposite, in fact: Don is incredibly sincere about his work — it’s one of the few things he finds true and honest. Maybe he’s kidding himself, but it’s not as if the pitch for the Kodak Carousel doesn’t ring true. His campaigns come from genuine emotion.

I don’t want to make it seem like I hate all aspects of the Dick Whitman story. While I find most of the flashbacks hokey (particularly the hobo, ugh), anything related to Adam Whitman is very touching. The scene from this season’s 11th episode in which Don shows Betty the pictures was incredibly effective — clearly, Weiner and Co. are talented enough to make this plot work. Plus, perhaps most importantly, the Whitman lie might have been necessary to ending the Draper marriage. As written, Betty is so willing to overlook Don’s faults that she could only stop if faced with a lie so huge that it would change how she views her entire marriage. Cheating wasn’t enough — it had to be something bigger. That said, it’s important to remember that the marriage failed because of lies, cheating, and a lack of love — all elements of unhappy marriages that don’t involve false identities.

Adam Whitman and Don Draper

What I’m really complaining about here, though, is the element of Mad Men that makes me unwilling to put it alongside the holy trinity of Deadwood, The Wire, and The Sopranos after three seasons. Despite the clear quality of their show, the creative powers that be seem to have an occasional lack of faith in the power of the show’s fundamental premise involving a ’60s ad agency and a shifting culture. So instead of digging into that premise for all its worth, they sometimes feel the need to introduce soapy elements like pop-up pregnancies and assumed identities. It’s as if they don’t trust the audience to find creative meetings about cigarette ads interesting. Never mind that critics gave the shows rave reviews before they’d ever heard Dick Whitman’s name.

That’s yet another reason I’m so excited about the show’s new direction. With Betty and Don no more, Dick can take a backseat to the basic character interactions that make the series so good to begin with. Or maybe Don will tell every woman he meets about his past, and I’ll be the unhappiest camper of all.

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