Why
Men Fail - NICC
May
19, 2015
Having
experienced his essayist, performative presentations to a few groups
now, including fresh faced art students and wizened
biennial lags who've seen it all, he has a gently commanding presence. So, just who is Jan Vorwoert and how does he sustain his tireless Quixotic
journey to tilt at the windmills of our minds? A prolific writer, and much sought after arts professor with a full diary, his essays parade urgent and
distinctive thematics of contemporary culture informed by the
necessity of philosophical enquiry.
If
men learn, as boys, to ignore and deny seventy five percent of the
world's emotional and psychological make up in order to focus on
material achievement, success and head for the ultimate trip,
failure, then it's about time someone told us why. Jan Verwoert is a
consumate speaker and sometimes the delivery does get in the way,
elaborations returned to and further elaborated upon but you can also
see that he's trying to find the right combination. There's a fine
line between preparation and innovation. He tells us, like an aside, about being such a man, a bad guest, who shuts himself away to
prepare his talk that morning. But that's hard to believe, he must
have already worked on the content extensively, so if he comes to
town on the day and still needs to fine tune what he already must
know, what type of obsession is it? Perhaps, already a twinned hydra
of disaster and self expectation. There's no success quite like failure.
Unlocking
the best sequence, getting to the right phrasing, interrogating ones own
expression may be all part of the live reflexive process. For sure, he
takes it very seriously and even as there are ripples of approving
laughter he doesn't let himself off the hook, being part creator and
part tormented subject of the critique. Did Larry David ever read Georges Perec? Should we wonder about this?
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We
shouldn't be surprised that Vorwoert brings us to fulfilment via 'Curb' and the man who is known to be living on his own acceptable
edge of everyone else's unacceptable edge. We are all Larry, but some
are more Larry than others. I'm a big fan, as my partner will tell
you. Inviting her
to watch Curb Your Enthusiasm so early on in our relationship was a
risk, but turned out to be one of the best things I could have done.
When she started spontaneously laughing again and again I knew this really must be something.
Men
tend to fail when they give up trying to take the real risks that may
render themselves in a vulnerable light. To burn out or to fade away
is part of the agonism. Maybe we did learn a bit more about the
cultural psychosis of (westernised) men and the possibility of levelling with ourselves and others, and we may have
had a glimpse of the “crack in everything”. (LC)
Last night I began reading a book of essays by Jean Cocteau, Diary of an Unknown, the first essay being titled, On Invisibility. It was a book I brought home when clearing my Mothers apartment last year and it begins, "It seems to me that invisibility is the required provision of elegance", and makes me think that when men fail they both lose their capacity for elegance and become rendered invisible.
The big question being, like Larry, will we eventually make it?
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