The Delirious Fascist Aesthetic

Attention Conservation Notice: Misusing the term “fascist aesthetic,” I goggle at the film “300” and the execrable TV show “CSI Miami.”

Ah, the shiny surfaces and hard bodies. The jaw lines, the simplicity of the Good Guys and the Bad Guys. The celebration of State Power and Violence. Delirium. Someday a real rain will come and wash all this scum off the streets.

Sense? Coherence? Emotional resonance in the characters? Who needs it?

You’re sat there like the audience at “Springtime for Hitler” in “The Producers” – your jaw is on the floor, and it’s just wrong on more levels than you would have guessed existed…

Other Dwight Towers posts on similar topics
Now Come Indispensable States

Sontag’s “Fascinating Fascism” essay – complete demolition of Leni Riefenstahl


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3 Responses to The Delirious Fascist Aesthetic

  1. Antonio Dias says:

    This new “Captain America!” feels like a new height for the genre. The new crop of “innocents” it’s aimed at have half a half-assed excuse to be smitten without understanding what they’re letting us all in for. The money behind it has no such excuses.

  2. vera says:

    Aw. Leni’s work was good! Well, some of it, anyway. She was in denial about whom she worked for though…

    People of the ilk of Sontag hounded her for the rest of her life, and destroyed her African films.

  3. vera says:

    Dunno… I read a big chunk of her detailed biography, and saw a part of a long film about her, and there was quite a bit about her animosity with Goebbels, and her securing independence from his oversight by direct access to Hitler because of it. It seems to me that Sontag’s treatment bristles with the sort of anti-Nazi propaganda she deplores in Leni’s pro-Nazi propaganda.

    But then, I am a contrarian, so…

    I grew up on anti-Nazi propaganda among people many of whom were themselves compromised and so covered themselves in its mantle. When I wanted to finally understand what Nazism meant to the Germans, viscerally, I turned to Leni’s films. I am grateful they exist.

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