Two villages at the Black Sea have become in the Romanian imagination a stand-in for exotic retreats and creative freedom.
Simple questions like: "Why do we have to wear a mask? What is the cause of economic inequality? Why do some people become ill?” receive various seductive performative answers during the play.
A few remarks about how to present films online.
Who is afraid of the neo-avant-garde? Trauma and healing in "Lay me down across the lines".
Illegalized: Africans die and do ghosting, Romanians do rage, and the English do irony.
The challenge of Wark's book is: can you imagine a mode of production that would move beyond one’s own version of critical theory?