Superb.
A friend of mine insists all art, all creative endeavour, all work is, at heart, about revenge, about retribution on anyone who’s ever belittled us, doubted us, hurt us- a largely-unconscious, retaliatory ‘fuck you’ to the world. To be honest, I’ve never been convinced and, though glimpsing on occasion aspects of darkness in my own motivation to write and to do the job I do, I’ve always felt- definitely always wanted to feel- that, for most of us, there’s a far greater drive to connect and embrace than to distance and humiliate. Right now, I’m far less sure: sucked into the nuanced, sly perspective of this often brilliant piece of work, I’m left feeling unanchored, bemused, a little wary even of my desire to type these words. Continue reading »