“The movies are still in the Wild West stage of
culture. They have yet to produce any authentic artists, or such an artist
could not endure the kind of life nearly all movie people have to lead. The
great magnates of the movie world would strike him precisely as a Hearst or a
Harmsworth strikes a man of letters, or the sales agent of a phonograph company
a composer of good music. It may be suggested here that perhaps Wagner was an
exception—that he showed certain tastes that recall those of a movie star. But
it must be manifest on reflection that there was actually a vast difference
between the society of even a crazy king and that of a movie magnate, and an
even vaster one between the atmosphere of Triebschen or Bayreuth, even with
Cosima in the house, and that of Hollywood.” —American journalist, essayist,
and philologist H.L. Mencken (1880-1956), Minority Report: H.L. Mencken’s Notebooks (1956)
Reading the notebook entries of H.L. Mencken was
something of a letdown for me. The material he poured into his columns and
books in his lifetime featured his funniest, most erudite thoughts. The
notebooks featured his darkest, most bilious meditations on religion, democracy
and racial and ethnic groups he did judged as falling outside the cultural
elite.
The passage I am highlighting here differs from his
other, more dispiriting private ideas. At the height of Mencken’s influence, in
the Roaring Twenties, movies were coming into their own as a mass medium. But,
even with his often piercing insight into culture, he couldn’t see that early
filmmakers were not only pioneering a new kind of visual medium, but a new kind
of storytelling.
Moreover, he missed parallels to his hero Richard
Wagner that went beyond personal taste or loutish lifestyle. Just as the German
was pushing the boundaries of musical theater with his operas, so were early
Hollywood directors inventing a new kind of vocabulary to depict emotion. And,
just as Wagner sought to build new arenas that could incorporate his ideas on
musical drama, Hollywood was developing an entire apparatus for its new dream
machine—movie theaters, projectors, elaborate backdrops for scenes, and even
the coming of sound.
The new vocabulary and forms developed in the
Twenties were quickly copied across continents. We saw the culmination of this
process on Sunday night, when Parasite became the first foreign-language
film to receive the Best Picture Oscar. One wonders what Mencken would have
made of all of this.
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