A Ray of Sun from the Void
Because the original Star Wars movies mesmerize me even though I hate Star Wars, I am left wondering: why am I so transfixed by Star Wars? The basic answer is: because nostalgia. But what is nostalgia? Nostalgia is a kind of algae, or gel that grows on the surface of your inner pond. And if I’m being honest, this surface nostalgae probably makes our shitty world go around. As when a board of directors at a corporate media conglomerate decides to endlessly reproduce forty-year-old media titles in order to cash in on this strange eutrophic feature of the oldest of mnemic traces.
I find it amusing, and rather prescient, that the psychoanalyst refers to this as a screen memory, even before there were any screens, because my own memory tends to be made out of screens mostly; so that now when I view certain movies from childhood, I find them radiant as if they had been bathed, or irradiated, by a ray of sun from the void, so that the original Star Wars movies, for example, glow with a psychedelic aura and I am tricked into thinking that movies were better back then.
As you may have noticed, this eutrophic idealization of the past has become an entire political program, and I am struck by the notion that utopia is a form of nostalgia for the future… as opposed to our dystopia that dreams of a non-existent past, or as we are seeing now, the return of an all-too-real past of hatred and cruelty. But that is the basic feature of the screen memory after all, that it has been invented, totally fabricated after the fact and obviously does a pretty good job at repressing the cruelty. For childhood, no doubt, is full of all manner of mind-smoking intensities that we cannot even imagine, let alone think about, except in retrospect, in reverso, and in negative, by, for example, stepping in front of the emanations coming off of this old media (that themselves functioned as ancient defenses, refracting the incinerating rays of whatever lies hidden beyond infantile amnesia), but that now must be reproduced in perpetuity until the algae kills all animal life and the pond becomes a dry hard depression again.
