Andy Warhol painted a soup can, in defiance towards the snobbish society of artists around him, propelling a movement forward for the modernistic view of the arts. This movement was all the push most artist needed, and this movement of the sort of mentality that, "anything can be art" is still being reflected in our society today.
Looking into that reflection, I feel as though I am beginning to see a inconsistency of sorts. Although people say "anything can be art if you feel something from it" most people would be offended by Marcel Duchamp urinal that he signed, before placing in an art museum. They would say that that piece is not art, because no work was put into it, or it isn't pretty enough, etc. However, if one person in the room out of the hundreds of people walk by that sculpture and make an emotional connection, are we so presumptions to continue to say that it isn't good art?
I feel like we should be.
This is not a popular belief to take, and I do understand that it also looks very arrogant on the surface level. I'm not trying to say that we should dismiss some forums of art because they are supposedly "inferior" in comparisons to other art forums,(quite the opposite, actually. I adore markers and crayons, mediums that usually are dismissed as being inferior) I am merely saying that we should not usher in every piece of art that is put before us. We must take a critical look at the art that we find, before simply glossing it over and saying, "oh, well, I get this emotional connection from this, so it must be good" We are fallen creatures, and because of this, we cannot judge on emotion alone.
I don't know about the rest of you, but part of me likes sinning. That's part of my human nature. Part of my emotional connect to the world is this darkness. Our hearts are desperately wicked, that is why we must look a little bit harder at what we see, before saying that it is good art simply because we made an emotional connection.
I saw a soup can in And Everything Is Going Fine.
The film was nicely done, but in many ways I question if And Everything Is Going Fine should be considered a masterpiece of film. I'm not saying that it is, or is not, a masterpiece of film, I am merely questioning it. I question it simply because in many ways I feel as though the view of the film maker was slightly off. In many ways I did feel like I was in a counselling session. His past had left him with extreme emotional scars, and it was apparent in his view of the world around him.
Obviously my view of the world is not the only one, but I would say that Spalding Grey's view of the world is a warped one.
Even so, I applaud him for creating a piece of film that is unique, unusual, and is somewhat jarring in it's depiction of reality. I would not say that this is a great film. I would say that it was a moving film, a unique film, but I would not say great. It is a soup can film. It is jarring, and it makes us pause to look at the films around us and see that just because a film has special effects doesn't make it a good film.
Even so, in the end, it is just a soup can. Iconic in it's individuality and uniqueness, but this is not a film that resonated deep within my soul.
And that's just me. I did really appreciate this thoughts on life, because everyone is entitled to their opinion, and even the smallest of persons can change the universe.
Although I question the film's art forum, I do appreciate it.
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