Also anathema to fascism: humor because it requires irony, which is beyond the bounds of proscribed thinking. Artlessness and mirthlessness are hallmarks of oppression.
That is true. You will seldom, if ever, hear a member of the far-right mock their own, while the left does it with great glee, of both the left and right. Are there even right-wing stand-up comics? The only time I hear the right laugh or have "fun" is at the expense of their "enemies," usually the left.
As a casual observer, hearer, feeler, of art (though appreciative when it came my way), it had escaped my notice what it was about the "far right" that always seemed "off" to me. Now I understand.
Stalin eliminating art he didn’t like or couldn’t understand reminds me of Hitler, who burned the work of abstract artists like Picasso. There is a symbolic mention in the movie The Monuments Men.
I have watched about half of Ron Pollard's movie. It is indeed very haunting. To look at these beautiful works of art and know that they were hidden away for so long is so disturbing to me. I used to be a property manager at a large office building in downtown Chicago. One day my manger put me in charge of clearing out a tenant's space. I was told to give away everything the tenant had left behind so that we could lease it to a new tenant. When I walked into the suite, which I had been in many times before, I realized the tenant had left EVERYTHING behind. As if they walked out one day and just never came back - creepy. I mean down to the pens and pencils. It took me a few weeks to donate most of the usable items. But there were these giant framed prints that no one wanted. I asked my manager if I could have them and he said, "just get rid of it!" One of the prints was by Wassily Kandinsky from 1925. It is the same style as the paintings in this movie and I love it! It was so different from the others. I had just gotten married so we used those prints to decorate the townhouse we were living in. A very special memory for me.
Also anathema to fascism: humor because it requires irony, which is beyond the bounds of proscribed thinking. Artlessness and mirthlessness are hallmarks of oppression.
That is true. You will seldom, if ever, hear a member of the far-right mock their own, while the left does it with great glee, of both the left and right. Are there even right-wing stand-up comics? The only time I hear the right laugh or have "fun" is at the expense of their "enemies," usually the left.
As a casual observer, hearer, feeler, of art (though appreciative when it came my way), it had escaped my notice what it was about the "far right" that always seemed "off" to me. Now I understand.
Stalin eliminating art he didn’t like or couldn’t understand reminds me of Hitler, who burned the work of abstract artists like Picasso. There is a symbolic mention in the movie The Monuments Men.
What kind of dearranged mind destroys art.
Reminds me when a politician covered up nude statues at the Great Hall of Justice.
I have watched about half of Ron Pollard's movie. It is indeed very haunting. To look at these beautiful works of art and know that they were hidden away for so long is so disturbing to me. I used to be a property manager at a large office building in downtown Chicago. One day my manger put me in charge of clearing out a tenant's space. I was told to give away everything the tenant had left behind so that we could lease it to a new tenant. When I walked into the suite, which I had been in many times before, I realized the tenant had left EVERYTHING behind. As if they walked out one day and just never came back - creepy. I mean down to the pens and pencils. It took me a few weeks to donate most of the usable items. But there were these giant framed prints that no one wanted. I asked my manager if I could have them and he said, "just get rid of it!" One of the prints was by Wassily Kandinsky from 1925. It is the same style as the paintings in this movie and I love it! It was so different from the others. I had just gotten married so we used those prints to decorate the townhouse we were living in. A very special memory for me.