a failure to communicate
the episode begins with the famous first words of john Mid-way through the 20th century, man wants communication without communication! He wants to sit in his living room and watch people in a box...fall in love, work, sing, golf, cry, fuck and fuck up. Television! A one way conversation between you and the world, where the world does the talking! Like God, man can finally create man in his own image and then kick back and watch all sorts of shit hit the fan.
and ends with a very "classic oz" apocalyptic monologue.
also classic oz is the narrative frame linking them,
a basic and murky media history lesson,
laced with doom and muddled symbolism,
taking stabs at all sorts of ideas
over shots of prisoners
talking, screwing, or shiving each other.
don't get me wrong, i love it,
because every once in awhile
the mish-mashing and vernacularizing and philosophizing
come together perfectly, and say something true,
in a particular way, that just pierces you.
for example, mid-way through this episode
the show comments on television
itself, which is always eerie.
the narrator, a character
resurrected only for the viewers,
moves through a crowd of oblivious
prisoners watching television,
and looks out through the screen:
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