Some novels aren’t complete without a reassuringly pretentious little chunk-ette of literary theory attached
Some novels aren’t complete without a reassuringly pretentious little chunk-ette of literary theory attached, to tell us whether they’re worth what their author says (and let’s face it, we can’t trust that) or whether they’re just a puff of hot air. Indeed, what is all this stuff here worth? Is it complex, original, both timely and timeless? Is it all wind and piss? To answer these questions, I have not flinched from putting myself at the cross-hairs of some dangerously conceptual analysis, in the following video called “A proliferation of lenses”, in order to bring you the truth about Video-Books and Films living inside E-Books of novels about eyes and lenses and self-images… Yes indeed, it’s the Sartre-explains-Genet literary-critical truth. Perhaps.