EveryÂone rememÂbers the first time they saw La JetĂ©e. For cyberÂspace- and cyberÂpunk-definÂing writer William GibÂson, author of such sui generÂis sciÂence-ficÂtion novÂels as NeuÂroÂmancer, VirÂtuÂal Light, and PatÂtern RecogÂniÂtion, that life-changÂing expeÂriÂence came in the earÂly 1970s, durÂing a film hisÂtoÂry course at the UniÂverÂsiÂty of British ColumÂbia. “NothÂing I had read or seen had preÂpared me for it,” he tells The Guardian in a reflecÂtion on the legaÂcy of Chris MarkÂer’s “thrilling and prophetÂic” 1962 short film, a post-apocÂaÂlypÂtic time-travÂel love stoÂry told almost entireÂly with still phoÂtos. (You can get a taste of it from the short clip above and a longer one here.) “Or perÂhaps everyÂthing had, which is essenÂtialÂly the same thing.”
I can’t rememÂber anothÂer sinÂgle work of art ever havÂing had that immeÂdiÂate and powÂerÂful an impact, which of course makes the expeÂriÂence quite imposÂsiÂble to describe. As I expeÂriÂenced it, I think, it drove me, as RD Laing had it, out of my wretched mind. I left the lecÂture hall where it had been screened in an altered state, proÂfoundÂly alone. I do know that I knew immeÂdiÂateÂly that my sense of what sciÂence ficÂtion could be had been perÂmaÂnentÂly altered.
Part of what I find remarkÂable about this memÂoÂry today was the temÂpoÂralÂly herÂmetÂic nature of the expeÂriÂence. I saw it, yet was effecÂtiveÂly unable to see it again. It would be over a decade before I would hapÂpen to see it again, on teleÂviÂsion, its screenÂing a rare event. SeeÂing a short forÂeign film, then, could be the equivÂaÂlent of seeÂing a UFO, the expeÂriÂence surÂvivÂing only as memÂoÂry. The world of culÂturÂal arteÂfacts was only atemÂpoÂral in theÂoÂry then, not yet litÂerÂalÂly and instantÂly atemÂpoÂral. CarÂryÂing the memÂoÂry of that screenÂing’s intenÂsiÂty for a decade after has become a touchÂstone for me. What would have hapÂpened had I been able to rewind? Had been able to rent or othÂerÂwise access a copy? It was as though I had witÂnessed a MysÂtery, and I could only rememÂber that when someÂthing finalÂly moved – and I realised that I had been breathÂlessÂly watchÂing a sequence of still images – I very nearÂly screamed.
You’d think that would count as enough Chris MarkÂer-grantÂed astonÂishÂment for one lifeÂtime — and whatÂevÂer inspiÂraÂtion GibÂson drew from La JetĂ©e, he’s cerÂtainÂly put to good use — but the filmÂmakÂer, ever-curiÂous techÂnolÂoÂgy and media enthuÂsiÂast, and “proÂtoÂtype of the twenÂty-first-cenÂtuÂry man” had anothÂer shock in store. Two years after MarkÂer’s death, and about thirÂty after GibÂson’s first viewÂing of La JetĂ©e, the latÂter found that he had actuÂalÂly appeared, unbeÂknownst to himÂself, in one of the forÂmer’s othÂer movies.
“I was in a Chris MarkÂer film and I nevÂer knew until today,” tweetÂed GibÂson, appendÂing the entireÂly underÂstandÂable tag #gobÂsÂmacked. His image pops up at the beginÂning of LevÂel Five, MarkÂer’s stoÂry of a comÂputÂer proÂgramÂmer’s search for a way to virÂtuÂalÂly recreÂate the SecÂond World War’s BatÂtle of OkiÂnawa, released in 1997 in France but not until 2014 in the UnitÂed States. As a work conÂcerned with realÂiÂty’s relaÂtionÂship to its reconÂstrucÂtion by human memÂoÂry — a fasÂciÂnaÂtion of MarkÂer’s all the way through his career — as well as with realÂiÂty’s relaÂtionÂship to its only-just-beginÂning reconÂstrucÂtion by comÂputÂer techÂnolÂoÂgy, it makes sense that its narÂraÂtion, which takes the form of the proÂtagÂoÂnist’s video diary, would refÂerÂence GibÂson’s conÂcepÂtion of cyberÂspace.
Always makÂing maxÂiÂmalÂly creÂative use of the relaÂtionÂship between their words and their images, MarkÂer doesÂn’t hesÂiÂtate to flash the author’s face onscreen between bursts of gray staÂtÂic (an eleÂment famousÂly evoked in NeuÂroÂmancer’s openÂing) and footage of Japan (anothÂer site of deep interÂest for both creÂators). GibÂson himÂself always comes off as calm and reflecÂtive in perÂson, espeÂcialÂly for a craftsÂman of such stimÂuÂlatÂingÂly realÂized, inforÂmaÂtion-overÂloaded, sweepÂingÂly influÂenÂtial visions of the intenÂsiÂfied present. But could anyÂone ever fulÂly recovÂer from the astonÂishÂment of seeÂing themÂselves passÂing through one of Chris MarkÂer’s?
RelatÂed ConÂtent:
William GibÂson Reads NeuÂroÂmancer, His CyberÂpunk-DefinÂing NovÂel (1994)
Based in Seoul, ColÂin MarÂshall writes and broadÂcasts on cities, lanÂguage, and style. He’s at work on a book about Los AngeÂles, A Los AngeÂles Primer, the video series The City in CinÂeÂma, the crowdÂfundÂed jourÂnalÂism project Where Is the City of the Future?, and the Los AngeÂles Review of Books’ Korea Blog. FolÂlow him on TwitÂter at @colinmarshall or on FaceÂbook.
