Blow Up...IV

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Something about technology, A' and the reduction of one's essence to 
fewer dimensions than it takes for one to be... Might be why P eschews 
the media for anonymity, and allows himself to be known only via his 
literary output. Somehow this media asceticism allows him, 
paradoxically, to inhabit and invigorate his constructions so much more 
than if he were to, say, go on a typical book tour, ala DFW. There 
areother benefits, of course, like, well, like not having to be accused 
of
"bogarting that joint" by a bunch of groupies:

http://youtu.be/EvGJvzwKqg0


When I saw this article in The Guardian:

http://www.guardian.co.uk/film/filmblog/2012/sep/27/michelangelo-antonioni-centenary-forgotten-giant

It reminded me of the classic 60's movie, Blowup:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blowup

Another interesting take on authority and photography, wherein the the 
lines betwixt image and reality are also blurred. But this time I 
thought of Doc, watching the video of Glen's murder and knowing that he 
  (Doc) is lying unconscious somewhere just out of view. Doc puts 
himself in the video. He straddles the line between image and reality. 
Of course, he doesn't know that he's really a fictional character, but  
that's okay. We do, and  we're real enough...