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© 2013 by James Clark

    We can always count on Quentin Tarantino to challenge us with a daring film. Hitherto the dare concerned digesting heavy odds weighing upon integrity massively at odds with those solaces and supports which have served for thousands of years. Lurking within a foreground of conflict so fulsome as to convey an Armageddon of deliverance against adversaries failing to attain to human stature, the films prior to Django Unchained (2012) have eked out a substratum of intimations of expansiveness soundly crushed by inertia of one’s own sensibility as augmented by thus twisted billions violently cleaving to mores conjured from out of disinclination to get real. Tarantino’s restless vision has, with the movie up for grabs these days, proceeded to invoke a whole new territory of daring, apropos of managing not to be crushed by the juggernaut of world history. This he accomplishes in rendering for our consideration an adjunct of cancerous tradition, namely, the institution of slavery, specifically in its form of Black slavery in the early years of America.

Django Unchained presents for us the dismaying and dangerous precinct that was the South in the era of slavery. At the same time, it draws us into the even more dismaying and dangerous precinct of latter day rational civilization (the lady of a house in the swampy periphery of a Mississippi plantation finds satisfaction [or at least diversion] in viewing through a stereoscope that centre of ancient Greek glory, the Pantheon) metaphorically being a thrilling thing to trash. Consequently, our consideration of this brilliant study of violence must try to measure its provision for the wider context of that conflict, intrinsic to not simply American and not simply the rest of the world’s population, but intrinsic to nature itself. (more…)

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