Jean-Luc-Godard’s King Lear (1987) and the Extra-Cosmic Examination of the No Thing Phenomena: Vacuum Fluctuations and the Restorative Art of Aesthetic Purity

Godard's King Lear 1987

Godard’s King Lear 1987

 

“Your vision will become clear only when you look into your heart … Who looks outside dreams. Who looks inside awakens.”
Carl Jung

 

“The cinema is not an art which films life: the cinema is something between art and life.” – Jean-Luc-Godard (1970)

 

No -Thing is real

No-Thing is unreal

No-Thing is virtual 

No-Thing is Impermanence

No-Thing is Flux 

No-Thing is Retrocausal Action of the Camera-Eye

No-Thing is Pure Awakening of the Self

No-Thing is the Mantra of the Heart 

 

No-Thing is Non-Relational Virtual Truth of the Paradigm of Things 

 

Jean-Luc-Godard’s King Lear (1987) and the Extra-Cosmic Examination of the No Thing Phenomena: Vacuum Fluctuations and the Restorative Art of Aesthetic Purity

No Thing

Godard as Prof Pluggy in 1987 King Lear Movie/French New Wave

Godard as Prof Pluggy in 1987 King Lear Movie/French New Wave

A systematic coherence breaks away

Rapidly dissolving

Linguistic artifacts melt in the impenetrable silence of that no thing

Ritual worship temple falls

Seagulls quail over a plastic sea of madness

Hesitation wired up brains in senseless humour

All meanings engender split b/w the object and the subject

Unity is an act of pure restoration by consciousness/ Subjective delight in the Absolute /Zabber-moun-brahman

Feelings arent about metrics and grid

The immeasurable is measurable only by the non-dual reflexes of the mind

The cinema is about the world of apparent recognitions and misrecognitions

Seldom poetry is blessed by transcendental images or music

A lack of meaning is the pure stasis of dynamic mobility

The true cinema is never made…

Though Lear thinks about the power and its corruption

About the fundamentals of speech and cognition

He lacks ingenuity of heart and that leads to failure and disintegration of his empire

No thing is the super-logic of the Absolute

The king’s disability is in the learning process

He seldom acquires the depth of other possibilities for an insight into ‘things’ unknown

Godard tries to restore art – to give meanings to no things

But thinking doesnt validate the no thing

In the void you walk, in the void you don’t think but dance

And from there you articulate the mise-en-scène of future poetry

From lack of meaning to a full potentiality the quest for nothing is in the Absolute Super-Symmetry

Strings resonating with the heart vibrate causing feelings to generate the kingdom in vesica-piscis

A square in a mandala is nothing but time warping time to confine meanings in nothings

It’s the spiritual sign of non-time by the relative spatial geometry of feelings

For She is in that no-thing the thing in the explicate

Expressing desire for everything in the hologram

The secret to be known in the four quadrants of a circle…

Cordelia cusp – white light synthesis /proper examination of the laws by the seer-poet/rishi

–          J

 

Jean-Luc-Godard’s Film King Lear (1987) : Film Review and Critical Interpretation on the Subject of No-Thing by Monalisa

Centering around the word No Thing . Jean Luc Godard a stalwart of the French New Wave superimposes his eccentric avant garde experimentalism A Study based on the Classic Shakespearean tragedy King Lear in a modern contextual interpretation. The film follows a non-linear plot structure as referred Shot In The Back in the intertitle . Godard brings forth his personal approach rendering a modern re- interpretation and his subjective re-construction.

 

Peter Sellars a descendant of the legendary playwright William Shakespeare sets forth to revive his ancestors lost art in a world post the Chernobyl disaster. He discovers his characters under mysterious circumstances at a hotel in Nyon Vaud, Switzerland ( the locale is alluded as a mystical place in between France and Germany with sea and the woods). Don Learo and his daughter Cordelia substitute the father-daughter duo of the Shakespearean classic suffering from a similar or identical Hamartia, a tragic flaw so ingrained in the father-daughter relationship as the existential fight between Power versus Virtue. The outcome or the end is predictable, as Cordelia succumbs failing to express her love for her father. The lack of not having her heart in her mouth suffocates her in awkward circumstances depicted through her internal psychological conflict, brooding silence and disinterested appearance. Her inability or inexpression tortures her father intolerably as he attempts over the time to silence her silence. The No Thing or Nothing of Cordelia results in a faulty meaning generation owing to her father’s incapacity of acceptance and understanding, rather- misinterpreting her silence as a lack of love, leading to the tragic conclusion too late to rectify.

Other alternate character additions worth mentioning- Professor Pluggy (starring Godard himself) a frenzied clairvoyant substitute of the Shakespearean Fool , obsessed with photocopying his own hand, whose strangely mysterious last words bear an uncannily absurd co-incidental reference to the name of the film editor Mr Alien featuring in the end. Godard also incorporates Shakespeares paranormal elements in the form of four shadowy human-like figures imitating and following the central characters everywhere ( as depicted in first half when Peter scribbles on a notepad whilst walking around the woods seeking inspiration the human goblins emulate and follow him ) . Godard surpasses nudity with this one, as he barely includes any intimate sequence or moments. As his character Peter is subjected by Cannon Films ( a film production company incidentally the film producer )to exclusively exclude any form of nudity from his creative themes thus directing his interest in the father-daughter conversations patronising them as his central characters. The camera work and cinematography is well conceived opening new perspectives. The mise-en-scene is seamlessly blended as thematically the desolate tourist location is ideal, merging the backdrop smoothly into the plot .But the real show stealer are the ground breaking dialogues, interesting sound bites ( of screeching sea gulls ), intense voice-overs and critical soliloquies as the plotline gains its much momentum from the audio sound bites and the voice-overs helping in character introspection giving psychological insight in the characters mental state.

Reference clippings of Renaissance artworks of Michaelangelo with some French Impressionism along with special emphasis on The Girl With A Pearl Earring of Johannes Vermeer and paintings of Francisco Goya, etc are focused through a candle flame depicting the necessity of art revival in the modern world interests .However, Godard successfully brings forth his subjective approach and personal interpretation though faltering significantly in generation of audience response and interests.. As the film defaults into a haphazardly non-linear structure at times losing track and audience interest ( although partially attempted to regenerate through the loud sound bits and uncanny voices) .The film lacks outlined character structure devoid of solidity appearing more absurd in nature. Whereas, the film plot appears less concrete or adapted and is more alluding, suggestive in nature and could have garnered impact through better execution.

Though Godard efforts to explain the films thematic ideation through the incessant use of intertitles , which can be deemed significantly important in imparting his inference to the audience facilitating a better understanding and acceptance of the film as a personal alternative approach or a referential study . A subjective reconstruction based on the original play. A true enough Clearing and Loathing, Godard puts forth his personal cinematic take on the Classic.

 

– Mona Lisa, Film and Psychedelic Music Critic ( Link http://psychedelicsutra.blogspot.com )

 

THE YUNGDRUNG REPTILE WROTE HER FIRST LETTER TO THE IMPERSONAL TERMINAL ETERNALLY GYRATING AT TREMENDOUS SPEED WITHIN THE BLACK VIGEFOX-PREDESTINY OF THE SACRED REALM (HOLY WORLD CONNECTED TO THE LAND OF HYRULE)

 

Chapter 24

Chapter 24

 

The Treasure of the World-Chintamani, Nicholas Roerich

The Treasure of the World-Chintamani, Nicholas Roerich

THE YUNGDRUNG REPTILE WROTE HER FIRST LETTER TO THE IMPERSONAL TERMINAL ETERNALLY GYRATING AT TREMENDOUS SPEED WITHIN THE BLACK VIGEFOX-PREDESTINY OF THE SACRED REALM (HOLY WORLD CONNECTED TO THE LAND OF HYRULE)

Consciousness-Analogue

The land of the imperial lights

Twilight kingdom with hidden doors

Sacred realm of mirrors connected to Hyrule

Dolma movren gesu nei tra oceanic rest mass meon of the triforces

 

Language orientation of the sound purifies the heart

To speak with the quantum self, deconstruct the world (The Logos)

Memories broken ring on the caravan across the cold desert

Ourobouros, Monalisa, 2012

Ourobouros, Monalisa, 2012

I have carried on my back the chaos and awakened consciousness

The supralingual automated typeface of the anointed world

Was my reptilian grammar born from cosmic supergiant star systems

Before the creation in a another realm without the imaginary functions

Indefinite was the cause resting on a virtual point oscillating in many dimensions

That very moment elliptical and sublime

Like the last touch on Michelangelo’s creation

Dawning the begging of mathematical possibilities

Eternal collapsed on the finite surface of zero prefiguring one as the space time inflation

Expanding and contracting, the riddle was the holy spirit of nirvana

On my back I have carried the race and its plaudits

The couriers of kings the golden goddess of the waters

Seven sages, spirits of the holy book and courtesans

My body moved with no beginning no end

Mountains saw rivers, birds the trees

I saw them all collapsing in the material world

Without mind there are no words

My letter is not an empty space filled with unconquered hieroglyphs

Light far travelling became the sound of ‘OM’

Triangularly activating the predestined heart of the occult worship of my signs

I only exist, rest all are drowning or living or dying in me.

– Joy Roy Choudhury