Skjebnens herredømme - en kortfilm

“I am a disciple of the philosopher Dionysus, I would rather be a satyr than a saint.” — Friedrich Nietzsche

My first short film. This is an older project, one that I decided to improve in detail but not overall structure. Would have made some other choices now, especially when it comes to vulgarities and the serial killer approach. As we say in my country, the table captures. When the die is cast and the pieces placed, you don't get to redo the results. For a while I considered introducing an extended narrative, where the two opposing men, one of them, or maybe some numbers more, have annoyed the priestesses enough to warant public castration. Maybe another time, in another format. Regardless, every party gets engulfed in the ensuing chaos. Notice how my project mirrors the structure of greek tragedy, by having a relasing satyric dance at the end.

As the futurists and fascists knew, the crowd itself represents endless vitality and wisdom. The details I added increases the frenzy. And with every event of depravity and slaughter, there is always the gleeful laugh of various women-figures. All in all, my inner Anima. I am like this, and so are you. Know this, we're just at the beginning.

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If it helps the feeble minded, my project contains nothing that a scary movie doesn't contain. If anything, it's a more creative approach. Think of it as a combination of the movie Saw, The Human Centipede, and Caligula. There you have it. That wasn't hard. But I'm tired of explaining myself to dogs and cowards, Norwegians especially. My quest and mission is for art, not cowardice.

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When I've claimed to possess a streak of darkness and madness, that hasn't just been idle talk. Back in 2010, doors opened in my mind. Doors that cannot be closed again for as long as I live. As one of the french thinkers/pagans (can't remember, can't find) noted, modern pagans have fled from christianity and entered a pre-christian state with an earlier form of platonism, and compete with the christians in being the most abstract and separated-from-the-world. Not only do they then inhabit an inferior form of christianity. They might as well be christian. What is paganism? It is the Dionysian first and foremost, and this force is so misunderstood and shunned it can only appear in its supressed form in todays world. I'm in a group of thinkers, and it is conspicious how they approach every question: How can we be Apollonian? How can we be more Apollonian? Whereas any hint of Dionysos will always ilicit fear and anger. I hope two write an article about this, if I can get my life in order. Dionysos is life itself, where Apollo is the illusion of order and individuation. Dionysos is chaos, fear, frenzy, drunkenness, madness and yes, meaninglessnes. The superior forms of life embraces this, both as an approach to the realest real, and the ultimate form of opponent - tragedy. The decadent life shuns the battle altogether. The very mention of you yourself, and your instinct, turns into dishonest abstract principle. Turning everything on its head, they say everything is Mind, when abstraction only came at a very late stage.

More introductory reading: https://academyofideas.com/2017/03/nietzsche-and-dionysus/

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“The satyr, as the Dionysiac chorist, dwells in a reality sanctioned by myth and ritual. That tragedy should begin with him, that the Dionysiac wisdom of tragedy should speak through him, is as puzzling a phenomenon as, more generally, the origin of tragedy from the chorus. Perhaps we can gain a starting point for this inquiry by claiming that the satyr, that fictive nature sprite, stands to cultured man in the same relation as Dionysian music does to civilization. Richard Wagner has said of the latter that it is absorbed by music as lamplight by daylight. In the same manner, I believe, the cultured Greek felt himself absorbed into the satyr chorus, and in the next development of Greek tragedy state and society, in fact everything that separates man from man, gave way before an overwhelming sense of unity that led back into the heart of nature. This metaphysical solace (which, I wish to say at once, all true tragedy sends us away) that, despite every phenomenal change, life is at bottom indestructibly joyful and powerful, was expressed most concretely in the chorus of satyrs, nature beings who dwell behind all civilization and preserve their identity through every change of generations and historical movement.

With this chorus the profound Greek, so uniquely susceptible to the subtlest and deepest suffering, who had penetrated the destructive agencies of both nature and history, solaced himself. Though he had been in danger of craving a Buddhistic denial of the will, he was saved through art, and through art life reclaimed him.”

― Friedrich Nietzsche

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