Secondary life and secondhand fantasy

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By analogy with secondary clothing stores, the movie Secondary Life might be called "Secondary Life ".We are now living in a time of self-copying copies which have long forgotten concerning the original. We are ones and zeros in a world where everything required is printed on a 3D copier or perhaps a genetic pipeline. In a client society, everything is labeled as used (second-hand) or as once used (exclusive). Actually, both are functioning in the exact same consumer samsara. Frankenheimer's film tells concerning this never-moving wheel and the Sisyphean curse of the human spoke. In the spirit of the Montypython sketch about an accountant who decided to improve his fate, banker Arthur can also be attempting to throw off the yoke of a profession, a life lived “no worse than others”, “successfully”, “richly”, “comfortable” - that's, absolutely mediocre. In the Kafkaesque story of a mysterious office that gives another opportunity for cash, everything is frightening and disturbing. One of many masking signs of the mysterious firm says in Freudian way: “Honest Arnie. Trade in second-hand meat ".Needless to say, Arthur will even come out to be always a used ink, an organ donor, a figure in someone's accounting report ... But while old and tired Arthur turns into a handsome athletic Tony - in line with the principle of compensation, the banker is magically transformed into an artist (fortunately, there are pictures painted by someone for future use) ... It would appear that almost every supernumerary economist dreams of becoming an avant-garde painter, sportsman, film actor ... But every time they get in how: friends and relatives, work, "the order of things." Or, more precisely: cowardice, conformism, creative impotence, fat belly, etc.

In addition, the fact the film arises from the sixties is also extremely important for understanding the plot. It had been at the moment that the society of prestigious consumption received a second historical chance. The time of McCarthyism, the Cuban missile crisis, the Cold War overture of the West and the East passed such as for instance a nightmare ... Some countercultural, political, sexual and aesthetic revolutions swept in a number of waves over the planet. It seemed that Paris May of'68 or Woodstock of'69 was just the beginning. In reality, the possibility had been missed, again there is inadequate: political will and organization, serious criticism and reflection, consistent collective actions ...

The suffering without purpose and pain of the banker Arthur is really a symptomatic feeling of a consultant of the middle class of the sixties, a generation corresponding to the advertising Johnsons, accustomed alive and thought on credit. The worst thing that can be achieved to ease this frustration is to turn to “specialists”: various mental health practitioners and trainers of “personal growth”, who promise results after the initial use of a costly exclusive remedy. This is often what Arthur does - he changes the area, the scenery, the appearance, the company card, as in the witness protection program. In fact, Arthur-Tony is a dead man on holiday, a new old man who are able to deceive the mirror, however not himself. However, he also will not deceive a newly-met girl - at a moment of not as impetuous passion, she calls Tony "a dirty old man." Towards the end of the story, the widow-wife will say even more precisely: "Arthur died long before he was in this hotel."

The metamorphosis of the exchange of lives turned out to be possible precisely because Arthur, alienated from family members, from your home and work, from his own desires and talents, was from the beginning only an individual shell. Real alienation is not a product of labor exploitation, not a picture from a history textbook. This is an invisible border that separates the closest people, and also a limiter within yourself, everytime warning you against a risky act, an innovative act, a decisive explanation, a brand new vital interest ...

In the very first case, you ought to look closely at the loveless kisses of Arthur and his wife, and then Tony and his mistress. We also see separate matrimonial beds in Arthur's house, we guess that children live separately and do not want parents at all - signs of progressive detachment, camouflaged by the atmosphere of home comfort. In Tony's "alternative" life, there are much more of the hidden boundaries: his new hobbies, love, creativity - all pure simulation. In fact, Tony is tied hand and foot, and his compensatory "self-realization" being an artist does not deceive anyone. You should buy other people's paintings and organize an exhibition, but this issue will not use talent. Consequently, Arthur's other life, despite a radical medical and social transformation, is the same life built on self-deception and fading inertia. The fates of the heroes are linked by an unbreakable Mobius ribbon. The next chance remains secondary; the Secondary Life network marketing ends up to become a massive scam.