This is one of my all-time favorite gnostic psychological films. Truman is trapped in a false world until a piece of the cosmos falls to earth. This disruption to his life begins a series of...
This is one of my all-time favorite gnostic psychological films.
Truman is trapped in a false world until a piece of the cosmos falls to earth. This disruption to his life begins a series of chain-reactions which, as he engages with them, ultimately leads him to question the bounds of his reality. In his self-inquest to reevaluate the experiences he found to be the least and most genuine, Truman finds himself on the shores of confrontation with his most traumatic fears.
As he is thrashed about in the aetherial waters at the end of his world, Truman clings to the one ship more sturdy than the ground he was raised on: his sincerity of self. At last, he collides with the edge of the firmament. The despairing, soul-crushing moment of finding nowhere else to go sheds once more into faithful resolve as he stills himself again to walk across the water.
After one, final, direct confrontation with Christof the demiurge—who will be rendered meaningless without his subject—Truman then reminds us of the man he has always been and escapes his confines, stepping off into the pleroma of reality to live life truly for the first time. Initially, he was a captive; now, and in a most gnostic sense, he is a star.
Archive link I’ve been thinking about The Truman Show (1998) lately and found this commentary from last year to be a really insightful look at the 25-year-old film. Hope others find it interesting...
I’ve been thinking about The Truman Show (1998) lately and found this commentary from last year to be a really insightful look at the 25-year-old film. Hope others find it interesting too!
This is one of my all-time favorite gnostic psychological films.
Truman is trapped in a false world until a piece of the cosmos falls to earth. This disruption to his life begins a series of chain-reactions which, as he engages with them, ultimately leads him to question the bounds of his reality. In his self-inquest to reevaluate the experiences he found to be the least and most genuine, Truman finds himself on the shores of confrontation with his most traumatic fears.
As he is thrashed about in the aetherial waters at the end of his world, Truman clings to the one ship more sturdy than the ground he was raised on: his sincerity of self. At last, he collides with the edge of the firmament. The despairing, soul-crushing moment of finding nowhere else to go sheds once more into faithful resolve as he stills himself again to walk across the water.
After one, final, direct confrontation with Christof the demiurge—who will be rendered meaningless without his subject—Truman then reminds us of the man he has always been and escapes his confines, stepping off into the pleroma of reality to live life truly for the first time. Initially, he was a captive; now, and in a most gnostic sense, he is a star.
Archive link
I’ve been thinking about The Truman Show (1998) lately and found this commentary from last year to be a really insightful look at the 25-year-old film. Hope others find it interesting too!