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in  the  film,  is,  by default,  identified  in  the light of having seen  that which  has  been  observed  of this
                                      'land without  bread'.
                                         Los Olvidados 'corrects'  this absence of civilisation  but retains the closing sentiment - 'the solution
                                      is left to  the progressive forces of our time'.  It opens,  disconcertingly, with shots of cities  (New Yotk,
                                      Paris, London, Mexico) that, although they register as characteristically different are, we are informed,
                                      all  characterised  by the presence  of 'unwanted,  hungry,  uneducated  children  ...  the criminals of the
                                      future'.  From  this  vantage  point,  the  city  becomes  generic  -  the  locus  of civilisation  rather  than  a
                                      specific  urban  area.  And  so  now  the  ills  of the  'edge  of Europe'  are  positioned  within  the  city  (that
                                      is,  within  the  locus  of an  advanced  Western  'centre')  in  a  way  that  would  be  entirely  familiar  to
                                      contemporary critics of globalisation.  Although  the structure suggests a looking-on-into  this  area (as
                                      does  the  deceptively investigative  tone  of the  voice-over,  employed  to  'justify'  the  preoccupations of
                                      the  film,  another exploitational tic),  the teverse is achieved.
                                        You do  not allow us a critical distance from  the horrors  that are shown - rather, you position us
                                      squarely in  front  of them;  for  example,  the  final  image  of Jacobi's  body rolling down  into  a rubbish
                                     dump  at  the  city  limits.  It  is  delivered  with  such  nonchalance,  divested  of  all  possible  thematic
                                     meaning,  that  the viewer  is  forced  to  invest  it  with  pathos  (if of the  left)  or  drama  (if of the  tight).  In
                                     this way,  the perspective is now one of looking-at-from - an awareness of the position from which we
                                     view the  film  (as experienced too,  in a partisan  way,  in Las Hurdes). The net result is  that you force
                                     us  into  an  atea whete,  like  the  Blind Ma n of Los  Olvidados, we are lost,  disorientated and besieged
                                     by events around us - events that suggest meanings that we can only guess at. This is why, since our
                                     ideological framework is failing to provide interpretations for what is seen,  the parade of problematic
                                     images  encountered  from  the  perspective  of 'looking-at-from'  represents  a  ferocious  assault  on  us.
                                     In  Ensayo  de  un  crimen  (The  Criminal  Life  of  Archibaldo  de  la  Cruz,  1955)  we  are  confronted  with
                                     the  same  conundrum,  albeit  slightly  higher  up  the  social  ladder  -  this  time  we  try  desperately  to
                                     formulate an idea of the society,  the type of civilisation, in which such acts can occur and do seem to
                                     be sanctioned.  Herein is the assault on the fantasmatic foundations of such societies.

                                     THE  UNACCEPTABLE  IMAGE  AS  'TRUTH'


                                     I did not intend to wind up discussing the idea of'blindness'.  It would be too easy to cite a smoking
                                     starting pistol for such an endeavour in the slicing of the eye in  Un Chien Andalou. And, moreover, my
                                     point is that the viewer may feel blinded by your  films  but, paradoxically,  only because you deny the
                                     viewer  the  possibility  of remaining within  the  true  land  of the  blind:  the  ideological  framework and
                                     its  fantasmatic  foundation,  those within  the  First World  'sphere',  blind  to  the  meaning of the  social
                                     ills  that exist on  the  margins  of their awareness,  an  awareness  that itself is  becoming eclipsed  by the
                                     'virtual'. And what  is  the virtual  other than  a 'real  simulation',  the  fetishisation  of the  sublime which
                                     overwhelms  the  empirical-phenomenological  'truth'?  In  the  light  of this,  your  method  represents  a
                                     strong  counter  current.
                                        I  will  reconsider  this  shortly,  but  first  let  me  ask:  what  is  the  nature  of  the  Bunuelian  front
                                     against  the virtual?  It  is  more  than just  a didactic  catalogue  of 'social  ills'.  The waves  of images  that
                                     burn  into  the  mind  in  the  first  third  of Los  Olvidados make  for  the  lineaments  of a  nightmare  -  not

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