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40’s movies marathon – part 100

Fun and Fancy Free (1947) - Donald Duck

Fun and Fancy Free (1947, USA) – I’m finally doing something to find out what was going on with Disney in the 40′s: I’m reading his biography. This is another collection of shorts. In Bongo, a wage slave finds that life in freedom isn’t all that great, but ends up in a loving relationship based on mutual physical violence. In Mickey and the Beanstalk, three starving peasants break into the castle of their local aristocrat, a stupid giant who likes to dress up in pink, to retrieve their stolen fertility goddess.  Well, maybe I’m reading too much into it.  Watched it all.

Sinbad the Sailor (1947, USA, Wallace) – Is this the worst of the technicolor Arabian Nights movies, a.k.a. Baghdad-and-boobs?  It’s hard to say, there are so many.  Watched: 8 minutes.

An Ideal Husband (1947) - Michael Wilding, Hugh Williams

An Ideal Husband (1947, UK, Korda) – The Victorians had a curious concept they called “character”.  It’s hard to explain, but it meant that your beliefs and actions reflected a sort of inner moral essence.  People who did bad things, even just once, were thus said to be of “bad character”, which was socially undesirable.  This is a look at what that meant.  Watched it all.

The Bachelor and the Bobby-Soxer (1947, USA, Reis) – Shirley Temple is a wild teen who speaks on the telephone and sometimes disobeys her elders.  She falls in love with Cary Grant, for some reason.  I guess they couldn’t get Frank Sinatra, the real bobby-soxer heartthrob.  Watched: 24 minutes.

Streik er umoralsk

Vi er på den tiden av året hvor fagorganisasjonene truer med streik.  I Norge er streik og streiketrusler en sentral del av tariffoppgjørene.  Dette er et sykdomstegn, litt som et samfunn hvor all uenighet avklares med vold.  Man kan forstå hvorfor det har blitt slik, og hvorfor det er vanskelig for partene å finne en utvei, men det er ikke noe å være stolt av.

Streik er først og fremst moralsk galt.  Du inngår frivillig en avtale med et firma du ikke eier selv, men så blir du misfornøyd med avtalen, og svarer med å stenge ned arbeidsplassen, helt til du får viljen din – uten at du risikerer oppsigelse.  At dette er lovlig, betyr ikke at det er riktig.  Selv ville jeg skammet meg dypt hvis jeg gjorde dette, enten jeg gjorde det på vegne av en fagorganisasjon eller en mafia.

Det hjelper lite at en eller annen politisk teori hevder at streik er nødvendig.  Du kan like gjerne fortelle meg at det er politisk nødvendig at jeg oppfører meg som en drittsekk.  Det er fremdeles galt.

Alternativet er individuelle lønnsforhandlinger.  Det har sikkert ulemper, spesielt i yrker med lange, bitre streiketradisjoner.  Men det har den fordelen at ingen blir utpresset.

At det også er bra for samfunnet som helhet, fordi arbeidsmarkedet kjapt justeres etter skiftende forhold, kommer faktisk i annen rekke.  Det kunne vært omvendt, men det ville fremdeles vært galt av ansatte å stenge ned en arbeidsplass de ikke eier selv, for å true til seg høyere lønn.

Derfor: Vær modig. Bli streikebryter.

40’s movies marathon – part 99

Lady in the Lake (1947) - Robert Montgomery

Lady in the Lake (1947, USA, Montgomery) – I can’t decide if this is the Philip Marlowe Christmas Special or a brilliant gimmick: Everything is shot in first person, from Marlowe’s point of view.  It looks like a video game, I feel like clicking on things.  The only other movie I’ve seen do that was The Message, about Muhammed.  This implies that there is no god but Raymond Chandler, and that Philip Marlowe is his prophet.  Sounds okay with me.  Watched it all.

It Had to be You (1947, USA) – Ginger Rogers keeps saying no at the altar, but this time she really intends to go through with it.  Maybe.  I’m getting chick flick vibes here.  Whatever happened to screwball?  Watched: 9 minutes.

T-Men (1947)

T-Men (1947, USA, Mann) – There are plenty of 40′s docudramas where a corny voiceover introduces us to the heroic work of secret agents, federal agents, etc.  This is the first that’s any good.  It makes anti-counterfeit police work look exciting.  And it’s still got that corny voiceover.  Watched it all.

Frieda (1947, UK, Dearden) – An English pilot marries a German girl, and takes her home to introduce her to some good old-fashioned English prejudices.  Watched: 19 minutes.  Based on a play by Ronald Millar, who later became Margaret Thatcher’s speechwriter, and wrote all of her best jokes.

Road to Rio (1947, USA, McLeod) – I’m trying to give Bob Hope a chance.  Honestly, I am.  I’m not prejudiced, I just really hate every single one of his movies.  Watched: 9 minutes.

Even a single dissenter can make a huge difference

Cass R. Sunstein - Infotopia, How many minds produce knowledge

In Infotopia, Cass R. Sunstein argues that because deliberative groups are prone to groupthink, with people copying each other’s biases and worrying about status, they should compensate for those flaws by encouraging individual thinking and contrariness.

That’s well and good, but Sunstein gets there by way of prediction markets, which he holds up as a sort of ideal form of decision making, where people independently make bets that reflect the best of their knowledge. Prediction markets, he believes, are “uncannily” accurate.  We should be using them a lot.

Prediction markets are interesting (and fun!), but I’m skeptical about how useful they are.  They’re clearly good at gathering hidden information, but many of the areas Sunstein believes prediction markets would be good for, (such as the number of deaths from a new disease, or the likelihood of a “feared event” in the Middle East), are characterized by what Nassim Taleb calls wild randomness, the fourth quadrant.  Essentially, they’re unpredictable.

Sunstein doesn’t pretend that prediction markets always work, but he oversells them, treating them a bit like a magic eightball.  You can ask it almost anything – never mind why on earth it would know the answer.

His analogy with Hayek’s price theory is also flawed.  Market prices reflect something everyone’s an expert on: How much is this worth for me?  That’s not the case with wild randomness.   Perhaps prediction markets make better predictions than the alternatives, but that’s missing the point: If your plans for the future depend on our ability to predict it, you’re doing it wrong.

It’s not a revolution if nobody loses

Clay Shirky - Here Comes Everybody

Where Jaron Lanier is a tech skeptic, who warns against the implicit digital maoism of Web 2.0, Clay Shirky is a tech evangelist, who praises social media for enabling entirely new forms of cooperation.  For some reason I like both.

That’s because their worldviews aren’t actually in conflict, they just deal with technology at different levels.  At least that’s how I read them.  Shirky looks at the amazing possibilities social media opens up here and now.  Lanier looks at the drawbacks, – and at the amazing possibilites we don’t have here and now, and haven’t even thought of yet.

Shirky’s argument is that social media lowers the transaction costs of group efforts, allowing people to find like-minded people and cooperate with them.  Traditionally, group effort required central coordination and formal hierarchies.  Organized effort required organizations.  Now it can be done with social media.

That’s mostly for the good, but the factors that reduce transaction costs for the opposition in Belarus and Iran, also reduce it for terrorists, conspiracy theorists and anorectics.  You get the bad with the good.  But Shirky mostly focuses on the good.

You can choose to see a conflict with skeptics like Lanier here, but we’re well past the “Internet – for or against?!!” debates of the 2000′s.  It’s not like we can turn the clock back.  This is the world we live in, and it’s not all black or all white.

Listened to this week: Wardruna, Gary Numan, S.P.O.C.K., Neil Young

Wardruna – Jara, from the 2009 album Runaljod – gap var Ginnunga.

Gary Numan – New Anger, from the 1988 album Metal Rhytm.

S.P.O.C.K. – Where Rockets Fly, from the 2001 album 2001: A S.P.O.C.K. Odyssey.

Neil Young – The complete Sixty to Zero, a portion of which was released as Crime in the City on the 1989 album Freedom.  Did you know there was a full-length version of this song?  I didn’t.  I love YouTube.

40’s movies marathon – part 98

Crossfire (1947) - Robert Mitchum

Crossfire (1947, USA, Dmytryk) – Life after the war is all confused.  Nobody knows what’s what, and all the hatred of the war years has no place to go.  Watched it all.  Contains one of the earliest anti-semitic murders in Hollywood – and that includes the movies that were actually about Nazi Germany.  I’ll forgive the preachiness, it’s about bloody time.  Actually, the victim in the original novel was murdered because he was gay, but they couldn’t show that on film, so they made him a Jew instead.  One prejudice at a time.

Queen of the Amazons (1947, USA, Finney) – The natives are restless in “India”, an exotic country far far away, possibly in Africa or maybe even further away than that.  Watched: 5 minutes.

Hue and Cry (1947)

Hue and Cry (1947, UK, Crichton) – Here’s why Ealing Studios is superior to the Italian neorealists, (because I’m sure you were wondering).  Vittorio de Sica made Shoeshine, a bleak movie about street boys who are hurled towards inevitable doom by forces beyond their control.  Ealing made this Boy’s Own-type adventure story about some kids who solve crime from their secret base in the war ruins of London.  Watched it all.

Brute Force (1947, USA, Dassin) – All the guards at the penitentiary are assholes, straight out of the NSDAP.  Let’s get out of here!  Watched: 12 minutes.

Cinderella (1947, USSR) – In Soviet Russia, Cinderella disneyfies you.  Dear God this is awful.  But the sets are impressive, especially in this colorized version.  (It’s a nice thought: Eventually, all black and white movies that ought to be colorized, will be.)  Watched: 18 minutes.

Technology criticism shouldn’t be left to the luddites

Jaron Lanier - You Are Not a Gadget

When it comes to technology, I listen to both optimists and skeptics.  I agree more with the optimists, (how can you not be a technology optimist?), but I don’t like their religious fervor.  The best of the skeptics are not luddites, they’re people who, precisely because they know and love technology, don’t just blindly accept whatever some tech company throws their way.  They know that technology is accidental, not inevitable.  They know we have a choice in how we use it.

In You Are Not a Gadget, Jaron Lanier warns that Web 2.0 pushes people into behavioral patterns that reduce their individuality.  Technology is not neutral, and it never lets us express more than a fragment of our selves.  It is easy to reduce our idea of who we are, in order to conform to the demands and limitations of some technology.

Lanier also believes that the search for the highest possible meta, the aggregator of aggregators, becomes a form of collectivism.  There’s a strain of mysticism here, a dream of merging with the hive mind, seen as a higher level of being.  But crowds are not wise.  The best human qualities are reserved for individuals.

This sounds obvious, but this is not a book of platitudes.  What I find inspiring is how Lanier reminds us of the possibilities in technology, and how some of the technologies that impress us most today actually represent a lack of ambition.  We’re walking one path, but there are thousands other. Take a step side-ways.

40’s movies marathon – part 97

The Web (1947) - Vincent Price

The Web (1947, USA, Gordon) – I’ll watch anything with William Bendix, Vincent Price and Fritz Leiber’s dad, even if it’s just another noir about some guy who gets mixed up in etc. etc.  Favorite moment: Price explaining that he’ll have to do something  he’s .. not going to like, not going to like at all.  Watched it all.

Copacabana (1947, USA, Green) – In their glory years, the Marx Brothers would use test audiences to fine tune their jokes and get the timing just right before they ever started filming.  If they hadn’t, and if Chico and Harpo had been replaced by Carmen Miranda, I imagine the result would have been a little bit like this.  Watched: 17 minutes.

Monsieur Vincent (1947) - Pierre Fresnay

Monsieur Vincent (1947, France, Cloche) – A priest throws himself into the struggle against poverty in 17th century France, sacrificing everything he is and has.  He learns that there’s nothing noble about being poor, and that charity work is often hypocritical and futile.  But he keeps going, because it’s the right thing to do, and because it’s better than being a lazy rich asshole.  Watched it all.

Captain From Castile (1947) - Tyrone Power, Jean Peters

Captain From Castile (1947, USA, King) – The inquisition imprisoned his family.  They killed his sister.  Now Tyrone Power travels with Cortez to America .. to fight for FREEEEEDOM!  Hey this is a pretty fun swashbuckler.  Watched it all.  IMDB reviewers praise its “historical accuracy”, which I guess must be some sort of euphemism for Jean Peters’ legs.

Miracle on 34th Street (1947, USA, Seaton) – Santa Claus is real!  Or possibly fake, but it doesn’t matter, because of Christmas Spirit.  Watched: 12 minutes.

I want to say: You have to be somebody before you can share yourself

It’s early in the twenty-first century, and that means that these words will mostly be read by nonpersons – automatons or numb mobs composed of people who are no longer acting as individuals. The words will be minced into atomized search-engine keywords within industrial cloud computing facilities located in remote, often secret locations around the world. They will be copied millions of times by algorithms designed to send an advertisement to some person somewhere who happens to resonate with some fragment of what I say. They will be scanned, rehashed and misrepresented by crowds of quick and sloppy readers into wikis and automatically aggregated wireless text message streams.

Reactions will repeatedly degenerate into mindless chains of anonymous insults and inarticulate controversies. Algorithms will find correlations between those who read my words and their purchases, their romantic adventures, their debts, and, soon, their genes. Ultimately these words will contribute to the fortunes of those few who have been able to position themselves as lords of the computing clouds.

The vast fanning out of the fates of these words will take place almost entirely in the lifeless world of pure information. Real human eyes will read these words in only a tiny minority of the cases.

And yet it is you, the person, the rarity among my readers, I hope to reach.

The words in this book are written for people, not computers.

I want to say: You have to be somebody before you can share yourself.

The preface to Jaron Lanier’s You Are Not a Gadget.