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What is the cost of lies?

Vasily Ignatenko (performance by Adam Nagaitis). “1:23:45.” Chernobyl, written by Craig Mazin, directed by Johan Renck, HBO/Sky, 2019.

Recommended (English-language sources) by Slavicists in response to the new HBO/Sky miniseries Chernobyl:

Re: the show.

The Chernobyl Podcast from HBO/Sky, 6 May 2019–present, https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/the-chernobyl-podcast/id1459712981.

Gredina, Natalia. “‘He’s not a man anymore, but a reactor’: Meduza Reviews Episode Three of HBO’s Miniseries Chernobyl.” Translated by Kevin Rothrock, Meduza, 22 May 2019, https://meduza.io/en/feature/2019/05/22/he-s-not-a-man-anymore-but-a-reactor.1

Moskvitin, Yegor. “HBO’s Chernobyl: Yegor Moskvitin Reviews a Poignant New Depiction of the Soviet Disaster.” Translated by Nastia Kozhukhova and Jessica Mitchell, Meduza, 14 May 2019, https://meduza.io/en/feature/2019/05/14/chernobyl-yegor-moskvitin-reviews-hbo-s-poignant-depiction-of-a-soviet-disaster.

@SlavaMalamud (Slava Malamud). Twitter, https://twitter.com/SlavaMalamud.

 

Re: the disaster.

British Nuclear Energy Society. Chernobyl: A Technical Appraisal [conference proceedings], 3 Oct. 1986, London, UK, Telford, 1987.

Brown, John. “Radioactive Milk and the Lasting Threat of Chernobyl.” Guardian, 18 Jan. 2017, https://www.independent.co.uk/news/world/radioactive-milk-and-the-lasting-threat-of-chernobyl-a7530176.html.

Brown, Kate. “Are Our Blueberries Radioactive? The Chernobyl Nuclear Cover-Up.” Interview by Anushka Asthana. Guardian, 26 Apr. 2019, https://www.theguardian.com/global/audio/2019/apr/25/are-our-blueberries-radioactive-the-chernobyl-nuclear-cover-up.

Brown, Kate. Manual for Survival: A Chernobyl Guide to the Future. W. W. Norton, 2019.

Chernobyl Heart [documentary]. Directed by Maryann DeLeo, HBO, 2003.

Higginbotham, Adam. Midnight in Chernobyl: The Untold Story of the World’s Greatest Nuclear Disaster. Simon and Schuster, 2019.

Marples, David R. Chernobyl and Nuclear Power in the USSR. Palgrave Macmillan, 1986.

Marples, David R. The Social Impact of the Chernobyl Disaster. Palgrave Macmillan, 1988.

Marples, David R. Ukraine under Perestroika: Ecology, Economics and the Workers’ Revolt. Palgrave Macmillan, 1991.

Medvedev, Zhores. The Legacy of Chernobyl. W. W. Norton, 1992.

Medvedev, Zhores. Nuclear Disaster in the Urals. W. W. Norton, 1980.

Pinkham, Sophie. “The Chernobyl Syndrome.” Review of Manual for Survival, by Kate Brown; Midnight in Chernobyl, by Adam Higginbotham; and Chernobyl, by Serhii Plokhy. New York Review of Books, 4 Apr. 2019, https://www.nybooks.com/articles/2019/04/04/chernobyl-syndrome/.

Plohky, Serhii. Chernobyl: The History of a Nuclear Catastrophe. Basic Books, 2018.

Remnick, David. “Postcards from the Empire.” Lenin’s Tomb: The Last Days of the Soviet Empire, Vintage Books, 1994, pp. 234–47.

S.T.A.L.K.E.R.: Shadow of Chernobyl. GSC Game World, 2007.2

Yekelchyk, Serhy. “From Chernobyl to the Soviet Collapse.” Ukraine: Birth of a Modern Nation. Oxford University Press, 2007, pp. 177–92.

Yuri Bandazhevsky.” Wikipedia, last edited 23 April 2018, https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yury_Bandazhevsky.

Zabytko, Irene. The Sky Unwashed: A Novel. Algonquin Books, 2000.

  1. Meduza is an independent source for news on Russia and the former Soviet Union. They are considered reliable and work in opposition to state news agencies.
  2. S.T.A.L.K.E.R. is based on a series of books not yet translated into English. The books are in turn based on the Soviet sci-fi classic Roadside Picnic by the Strugatsky brothers (1972) and its film adaptation Stalker by Andrei Tarkovsky (1979).

Nobody likes our direction / Yet we don’t turn around

Our most recent unit on protest cultures and “the challenge of music” has most changed my perspective on the environmental humanities. This last week, well, I can’t say I’m surprised metal was left out of the conversation, but its absence is certainly, I would argue, a missed opportunity. To be fair, this is for good reason. The chapter by Martin Klimke and Laura Stapane documents the Grüne Raupe movement in 1980s West Germany, and Noriko Manabe’s monograph explains how music “mobiliz[ed] political resistance in Japan” in the months following the Fukushima nuclear disaster. It happens that metal plays little role in either of these sociocultural moments.

The only exceptions I might offer are for Manabe: Japanese experimental metal bands Boris (1992–) and Sigh (1989–). Boris released their album Heavy Rocks in late May of 2011, but given the band’s prolific output (24 studio albums to date), when the album’s songs were written and recorded is difficult to pin down. Was it before or after 3/11? It’s tempting to read their song “Leak-Truth,yesnoyesnoyes-” through this context. Sigh’s album In Somniphobia, released in 2012, narrates the vertigo of a mind disturbed by elusive and imperceptible threats, and which seems to be losing a battle between truth and forgetting. The album bends genre in a way that has me thinking back to Writing Ground Zero, but this quality is so essential to Sigh’s sound that I can’t read into it in good faith.

In a way it is surprising, though, that metal receives only glimpses of attention from environmental humanists, despite its preoccupation with the same “clusters of problems and questions” (Heise 21). Metal culture in the U.S. (not so much in Northern Europe) is usually seen and described as underground or alternative, a subculture. This is a myth cultivated as much by the metal community as by those looking on from outside. While metal culture by definition transgresses normative society, and gleefully digs ever deeper into an abyss of niche sounds and elitist sensibilities, the music remains quite popular. Take Iron Maiden (1975–), for instance. They’re the exception to an aphorism relevant to cultural legacy: You either die a hero, or live long enough to become the villain. After 44 years, they still have a devout following across generations and truly worldwide. Record sales really can’t quantify their popularity. And as related to our course, their single “2 Minutes to Midnight” (1984) protests the Cold War in a reference to the Doomsday Clock.

Or we can look at the Grammys. Not Best Metal Performance, which necessarily recognizes the genre, but Best Rock Album, a category that to some questionable extent reflects trends in contemporary music. Gojira’s (1996–) album Magma was nominated for Best Rock Album in 2016. The track “Silvera,” one of their most played via streaming services, is a call for action and message of hope, with lines like “time to open your eyes” and “when you change yourself, you change the world.” Mastodon’s (2000–) album Emperor of Sand was nominated in 2017, and dramatizes the experience of receiving a cancer diagnosis with the story of a “desert wanderer” who’s been sentenced to death. It responds to questions relevant to both individual and society, namely “How much time do we have left? What are we doing with our time?” (Appleford).

The genre is growing in popularity, then, if the Grammys are any indication, and also attracting new audiences with the hybridization of genre. Deafheaven (2010–) has pioneered a new subgenre called blackgaze by merging black metal vocals and tremolo picking with the ethereal melodies of shoegazing. Their sound appeals to metal fans as well as those who “usually stay away from heavier stuff” (Stosuy). At the same time, it’s easy to see that metalheads are a self-selecting bunch. So does eco-metal simply motivate angry people to be angry, or does it redirect anger to specific ends? Are fans coming to metal with a preexisting worldview, or are they welcomed into the fold with an ideological initiation of some kind?

My instinct is to say, in an irresponsibly broad gesture, that the majority of those who find their way to metal do so when they are young, vulnerable, and angry without a cause. They are disillusioned, and yet hold on to the better world they imagined—a world they want to believe is possible. And then, once a metalhead, you die a metalhead. For ecocritical work, this might make for an ideal audience. Fans embrace metal as a way of life, sometimes as an essential point on their moral compass. Metal intersects with the straight-edge culture of abstinence and self-control, as one example, or with the crust punk DIY lifestyle, which meets at the crossroads of anarchism and the political bent of punk and hardcore. Who and when a fan might discover any of such beliefs is still murky, as Wolves in the Throne Room (2002–) point out:

There is a style, a sound, a set of beliefs—it’s all there to be purchased or downloaded with nary a thought of one’s own needed to get the whole package. There is deep truth underneath the façade of grim posturing, but one needs to search for it. (Smith)

For the casual listener, probably half of the lyrics are obscured by harsh vocals (depending on the subgenre), and even for those who do the work of searching for meaning, the lyrics may not be transcribed.

Still, metal has a long history of explicit political messages, starting as early as Black Sabbath’s (1968–2017) “War Pigs / Luke’s Wall” from Paranoid (1970), an album universally regarded as the genre’s prototype. The song protests the “Evil minds that plot destruction” responsible for the Vietnam War, and concludes by imagining the Day of Judgment, when “On their knees the war pigs crawling.” Killer Be Killed (2011–) takes up this tradition in “Face Down” (2014), a song that identifies cops as the “pigs” of modern society and incites listeners to revolt against oppressive institutions of power:

Brutality against brutality,
The real face of the enemy.
Keep them pigs away from me,
Abuse of power and authority.

. . . .

Menace to society,
Cop-shoot cop-mentality,
A cancer of a broken land,
Traitor to the common man.
Invaders of your privacy,
Nothing-is-sacred reality.

Kill or be killed!

Another example of indignation at the problems of our age (e.g., neoliberalism, precarity, and corruption) appears in Pig Destroyer’s (1997–) “Army of Cops” (2018), except here we find the more provocative implication that we the people prefer to be held “face down”:

Nobody likes our direction,
Yet we don’t turn around.
Now could it be that secretly
We like being kept down?
Tell me, where does it stop?
This tower of law, this army of cops.

These examples seem to take both diagnostic and motivational approaches, according to the framework Manabe proposes:

Frames are interpretive schemas that allow individuals to identify, label, and make sense of events. Snow and Benford (1988, 2000) define the core framing tasks as diagnostic (identifying the issues, condensing information, focusing attention on particular interpretations), prognostic (proposing solutions, counter-framing opposing arguments), and motivational (mobilizing people to action). (29)

As for diagnosis, metal aims to subvert what Laura Berlant calls cruel optimism, “when something you desire is actually an obstacle to your flourishing” (1). This occurs in metal’s critique of conservative and religious Western values (the symptom; Spracklen 22) or “faith in progress and human exceptionalism” (the disease; McMurry 16). In a vast network of signification concerned with man and his relation to the world, especially the errors and dependency of mankind, metal responds to one cause taken up by the environmental humanities: to “help us acknowledge and confront the melancholic, dark side of humanity’s impact on the global environment” (Emmett and Nye 107). Some condemn humanity for exploiting natural resources in an invocation of the Anthropocene:

Only after the last tree’s cut
And the last river poisoned,
Only after the last fish is caught,
Will you find that money cannot be eaten.
(Lamb of God, “Reclamation,” 2009)

Gas the earth, suffocate
By our hand, at this rate.
Reproduce to further man—
Stop them now, if we can.
(Harm’s Way, “Human Carrying Capacity,” 2018)

Others, of course, choose to spread resentment evenly:

I reject this (expletive) race!
I despise this (expletive) place!
(Slayer, “Disciple,” 2001)

Moving into the realm of prognosis, we find that metal turns from the hubris of exceptionalism toward materialism, especially in songs that narrate death:

I am a smear of primordial ache,
A dead star,
A dead star,
Full of dark matter.
(Black Table, “1942,” 2012)

I imagine the end. Then further downward so that I can rest, cocooned by the heat of the ocean floor. In the dark, my flesh to disintegrate into consumption for the earth.
(Deafheaven, “Gifts for the Earth,” 2015)

It’s well documented that a driving force for metal fans is the fragmentation of human subjectivity, a dissolving of the ego (e.g., Phillipov). Atene Mendelyte connects this phenomenon to the Romantic sublime when arguing that the listener cannot enjoy metal unless she “affectively surrenders to its sound-imagery” and lets her mind “be taken into those dark recesses of the subconscious” (487). In other words, the experience of listening to metal opens the listener’s mind to explore new conceptions of her place in the world.

The motivational potential behind metal remains, like many other questions, unresolved. Jonathan Nicholas Piper questions the model typical of metal studies, one which I myself have hinted at here in this post: a cycle of violence and catharsis. Piper argues that, despite violent messages and practices in metal, there’s no clear explanation for what it is that’s supposed to make metal inherently violent; it’s just assumed. The moralizing subtext to this assumed cycle, that fans listen to metal in an effort to purge violent or otherwise negative thoughts and emotions, returns us to a caustic and cruel optimism.

I would be remiss to not address the environmental activism clearly and systematically stated through metal lyrics, interviews, and actions, most notably by Gojira, the Ocean (2000–), and Wolves in the Throne Room. Specific environmental problems appear throughout Gojira’s oeuvre—most obviously in “Toxic Garbage Island” (2008), an ode to the vast heap of plastic floating atop the sea. Equally ambitious in scope, the Ocean “do[es] for earth science class what Mastodon did for Melville: make learning brutal” (qtd.). Wolves in the Throne Room renounces the “alien life form” of industrialized modernity, instead living in and with “rain storms, wood smoke and the wild energies of the Pacific Northwest” (Smith; WITTR).

These details only hint at what these bands (try to) achieve. A comparative study of their approaches to activism, from collaborating with international organizations (Rowehl) to defending ecoterrorism (Davis), and a case study on the affects of their words, sounds, and images on fans might offer new avenues for ecocriticism—its “political struggle for more sustainable ways of inhabiting the natural world” and “scholarly analysis of cultural representations” (Heise 506).

Kaiowas” (1993) by Sepultura (1984–) is an especially interesting example in that it makes use of both paratextual and textual coding. The title cues listeners into the song’s purpose, which is to defend the rights of indigenous peoples. Kaiowas refers to a tribe who would rather commit collective suicide than let the Brazilian government seize their ancestral lands. The track is instrumental and all-acoustic (the band’s first), a sound all the more remarkable amid the relentless speed of a thrash metal album. As a “tribal jam” with emphasis on drumming, it seems to move beyond an informative function into an expression of admiration and respect.

We can thinking more expansively about techniques of messaging, as Manabe does with metaphorical language or intertextuality (29). Metal’s deep and enduring concern with folklore, epic, and myth points to a certain reverence for the natural world, with an imaginative conception of other life forms and a desire to return to a simpler way of life. Agalloch (1995–2016) worships nature in a mystical celebration of place, the Cascadian mountains. Concept albums often look to nature for a theme, as in Mastodon’s first four albums, which revolve around fire, water, earth, and air, or in the album Oceanic (2002) by ISIS (1997–2010).

Agalloch, The Mantle, 2002

Several bands have taken up space exploration in recent years as well. Parallax II: Future Sequence (2012) by Between the Buried and Me (2000–) includes an interlude that emits what can only be described as space sounds. Celeste (2005–) seem to speculate on human and nonhuman futures through their performances. The room is cast into darkness; the atmosphere, filled with thick smoke; and the music, accompanied by red headlights and white strobes.

Celeste performance (Roskilde Festival Celeste-3 by Henry W. Laurisch is licensed under CC BY-SA 4.0)

Harris M. Berger defines the history of metal as “the pursuit of greater and greater heaviness” (59). And just when metal reaches its heaviest, “a new variety emerge[s],” somehow heavier than the last. If heaviness is what makes new trajectories in metal music metal, then what does it mean for critics to represent heaviness in environmental terms? A review of the Churchburn (2011–) album None Shall Live… (2018) describes “consistent audio references to natural disaster: waves crashing, winds shrieking, and always the agonized mass of human voices” (Ambrose). According to the drummer, they hope to instill a “sense of beauty and fear” in listeners, again reminiscent of the sublime (Jameson). Reviews for an album by Ommadon (2008–) use geological comparisons like “the crumpling mountain ranges of riffs, the tectonic low feedback tension and the slow lava distortion” (Coggins) or “heavier than a dying planet” (Whelan). This imagery supports a view of ecosystems as “dynamic, perpetually changing, and often far from stable or balanced” (Heise 510).

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While music has helped me better understand ecocriticism and the environmental humanities, this course has also given me a new lens through which to view metal. Believe it or not, I’m something of a lazy metalhead, in that I don’t typically read the lyrics or go looking for new sounds. This useful new framework has given me an excuse to rethink my interest in metal (and something to do at the gym!). I’d like to continue collecting samples and organize them in a blog. My primary questions are these: how does metal already speak to environmental (and related) problems, and in what ways might it do more to intervene? As for points of departure: How does (or doesn’t) metal overcome the “repressor” of social movements, fear, and motivate the “trigger,” anger (Manabe 115)? In what ways might Judith Butler‘s theory of performative assembly inform the causes and effects of metal culture? Even just incrementally, this pet project might expand the horizon of ecocriticism from genre to medium, and shift the conversation on environmental change from more dominant to countercultures (Heise 513).

(For those interested in learning more about metal history and culture, I recommend the documentary Metal: A Headbanger’s Journey (2005), directed by “curious anthropologist and rabid fan” Sam Dunn.)

Solidarity, resistance, and the will to live freely

Naše země dostala příležitost prokázat absurdnost okupánských záminek a žalob, dostala příležitost veřejně osvědčit a demonstrovat solidaritu, odolnost, a vůli žít svobodně, a uskutečňovat jen humanitní socialismus (Our country has the opportunity to show the absurdity of the occupation’s pretenses and accusations, has the opportunity to publicly establish and demonstrate solidarity, resistance, and the will to live freely, and to realize humanitarian socialism). (3:46–4:04)

Radio Free Europe / Radio Liberty Czechoslovak Broadcasting
28 August 1968

Context: the mood of restraint.

Alexander James Brown provides some helpful context for the anti-nuclear movement. He explains the “mood of restraint” in post-3/11 society, an “atmosphere” built on tragedy and spun with threads of ugly feelings: anxiety, uncertainty, failure (39). The Japanese people were “stupefied,” “overwhelmed,” and “confused,” in the words of activist Amamiya Karin, by the series of unknowns leading to and following after the triple disaster (qtd. 43). How can someone make sense of a disaster with unknown causes and unknown effects? As organizer Oda Masanori writes of the anti-war movement,

People dashed outside with this feeling of being at one’s wits end, of being unable to bear this suffocating feeling. (qtd. 46)

It’s suffocating—the static, stubborn not-knowing, the not-speaking, not-expressing, not-doing—such that a person might be compelled to “dash outside” in hopes of any change at all. And still, only silence.

As I wrote in my last blog post, without a catalyst, ugly feelings might continue without end alongside the everyday. That’s just what the mood of restraint called for, a catalyst for “emotional release,” and that’s what it found in the form of protest, according to Brown (41):

Affective protest creates space for the expression of emotions, particularly negative emotions, which otherwise may not be socially acceptable. (43)

Protest, in words and body, allows for the release of pent-up anger, frustration, and blame, and of the hopelessness that comes with inaction (64). Through the play of sound demonstrations, it can tend to “feelings of powerlessness,” or the impotence recognized and resisted by stuplimity (48). A sort of disorganization can help, too, as countering the mood of restraint didn’t have to mean defending a single argument or posing a single solution, but might instead take the nebulous shape of solidarity.

This is what we find in humanERRORa performative protest that resists the mood of restraint by giving voice to the fury, the frustration, the indignation, and most of all the silence following 3/11. It’s a protest in the name of feeling, not reasoning; of experience, not ideology. When the vocalist is seen from a low angle, framed against clear sunny skies, we see this best. In those moments, he isn’t preaching to Japan, but screaming into the skies in a visceral act. “This is no time for hair-splitting arguments” (9:14).

Context: place, time, body.

By nature of performing, speaking, even being in public, Frying Dutchman put themselves at risk. Not bodily, in the strictest sense, as would be the case in or near exclusion zones, for example, but in mind or spirit. Breaking the silence, they enter into a state of being vulnerable to the censorship upheld as much by the powers of government, corporation, and media as by society and the self. That’s the price of confronting the expectations of group conformity, as Brown describes through sociologist Shibuya Nozomu (42). Vulnerability is the price of bodily assembly, which “puts livable life at the forefront of politics” (Butler 18).

The protest of bodies assembled in the street (and let’s not forget other forms of protest: by nature, such as those in virtual space, or by necessity, as in the hunger strikes of prisoners) calls attention to what Judith Butler calls interdependencies. humanERROR embodies the feelings shared by many Japanese, especially in this historical moment, but also the basic needs of human life—safe access to public space, air, mobility, land, shelter, sustenance—which are denied to some by the nuclear power industry and threatened for all of material life in the nuclear age. Butler explains:

What I am suggesting is that it is not just that this or that body is bound up in a network of relations, but that the body, despite its clear boundaries, or perhaps precisely by virtue of those boundaries, is defined by the relations that make its own life and action possible. (130)

Frying Dutchman are working to strive in concert, as Butler would say, to demonstrate the symbiosis between one body and all other bodies, one individual and all of society. They suggest, I depend on you, and you on me. We have to work together.

Frying Dutchman invite participation from anyone who crosses their path, on the street or with a flyer, to witness in the moment or replay after the fact. They “accept a kind of unchosen dimension to our solidarity with others” (Butler 152). The vocalist, especially, moves across speech, scream, and melody, giving voice to more than one response to 3/11. He moves across space, too, directing address to three crowds: passers-by pausing along the bridge, the audience standing on the shore, and viewers watching online. And the performance moves across time as well, as people go about their way, search for more information online, tell a friend, share a video, play the audio at home or in a demonstration.

Content: evocations and other effects.

For me, what’s most effective about humanERROR is its evocative potential. The cyclical, lo-fi rhythm as backdrop to exclamatory and at times harsh vocals reminds me of a song by the Velvet Underground, The Gift.” Whereas “The Gift” privileges rhythm over speech, Frying Dutchman balance the audio with clear emphasis on vocals. Lou Reed tells the story of Waldo Jeffers, a lovesick teenager who mails himself to his college girlfriend, Marsha, only to be impaled by a sheet metal cutter, “(thud),” when Marsha’s friend opens the package. He narrates this without feeling, as if it were simply a matter of fact. The performance in humanERROR tells an equally absurd and morbid story, that of nuclear energy, with an affective tone. It’s not a comparison that works for everyone—but I can imagine endless associations for those who protest against precarity.

A more relatable example might be that of place. I’m not familiar with the specific setting of humanERROR, but, similar to the audio, the visuals resonate with personal experience. The setting reminds me of long afternoons sitting along Náplavka, the bank of the Vltava River in Prague, just below the busy street of Rašínovo nábřeží. There, on any given Saturday, you’d find local beer, live music, and food markets. Náplavka brings back a host of sensations—the sun in my eyes, a cool spring breeze—but most of all it reminds me of time, or the absence of time. It reminds me of whole days spent without a thought for time, the excitement of opening a new book, the wandering of good conversation. It’s the sort of place that makes a person appreciate the moments, and the infrastructure, that make life livable.

To conclude, “demonstrations do not need to make specific demands” (Brown 49). humanERROR may ask participants to “wake up” (like Shiriagari Kotobuki, as we read last week) to the propaganda in the media, the dishonesty of the government, and the exploitation throughout nuclear histories. It may advocate for hydroelectric and geothermal power. What it doesn’t do, though, is frame action between only two possibilities, a population targeted or protected (Butler 144). Rather, humanERROR embodies a call to act, and leaves open which specific action one might take: “Each of us must now carefully consider various information with an open mind and decide our own opinion” (humanERROR Parade).

Finding closure in shot/countershot

(Note: It isn’t Group C’s week to post or comment—I just got carried away.)

When asked to reflect on the serial form of Dark, I thought immediately of the series of episodes that makes up a season, and the seasons that make up a TV show (Odar and Friese). But while looking back at episode 1, I realized there’s another type of serialization that links film to manga: serial images.

Manga marks the transitions between panels with space, using the gutter; film transitions between shots through time, without pause. I think this distinction affords manga a more involved reader, who is invited to make comparisons and pace their interpretation as meaning allows. Watching film is a more passive experience, as reading goes, and so tends to rely on tacit suggestion to lead viewers toward connections and conclusions.

Either way, both forms speak the same language of closurethe act of putting pieces together into a whole, or moving from observation (observing the pieces) into perception (perceiving the whole).

There are two moments in the first episode that speak to nuclear energy as the backdrop to Dark, as Martina discusses in her post below. In the first example (approx. 7:36–7:50), we see Jonas bike to a stop light, look at the nuclear plant in the distance, look at a “vermisst” (missing) sign for Erik Obendorf, and leave the frame:

A first reading would probably consider this simply an excuse to give new information to viewers. The scene sets place and time for the show: Winden, a town with a nuclear power plant, and 2019, the year local boys begin to mysteriously disappear. And what else do we do at a stoplight, anyway, besides observe our surroundings absentmindedly?

On closer reading, though, we recognize that a connection is being made between the nuclear plant and the missing boy. Once the shot/countershot sequence becomes clear, we see that the camera is centering Jonas as the subject in the scene. The camera appears to be tracing his thoughts, and we, as subjects ourselves, are meant to follow. We are meant to position ourselves in the scene, looking at nuclear energy first, and only then at the mysterious goings-on, and to look at these data up-close and in real time.

And then, well, we leave the frame and continue on our way.

The second example follows a similar pattern (approx. 35:40–36:04). The camera follows Jonas as he looks at the nuclear power plant in the distance:

Long shot
Medium close-up
POV shot
Close-up
Medium shot

The nuclear plant is cast as an omen for what’s about the unfold: Mikkel’s disappearance, followed by the many events in the future (with effects on the past) and in the past (with effects on the future) that compose the show’s plot. More explicitly, we associate nuclear energy with the “Achtung” sign, translated to attention in the subtitles but also of course meaning danger. Nuclear energy calls for our attention because there is imminent (radioactive) danger.

What’s most interesting about this scene, for me, is the way the camera lingers for a moment after Jonas has walked out of the frame, as if signaling to us behind his back. Here, unlike in the first example, we can’t tell whether Jonas notices the sign. We’re left wondering how much he knows, or how great a sense of foreboding he feels, and at the same time are reminded of the advantage we have, able to watch and draw connections from a distance—and, as viewers, stop and replay time.

The king of sloppy—and stuplimity

In “The Sloppy Realities of 3.11 in Shiriagari Kotobuki’s Manga,” Mary Knighton defines stuplimity as

comical stupefaction at the sheer scale of the human-wrought crisis and our own passive impotence in the face of it. (21–22)

Here, we see that stuplimity is made up of three parts. First, a cause: we live within or in the wake of a “human-wrought crisis” of shocking magnitude. Next, an effect: we find ourselves caught in a paralyzing state of “passive impotence.” Finally, a response: we take in the grim reality of this crisis and our inability to resolve it, and we respond with “comical stupefaction.” In this way, stuplimity (a) identifies a crisis and (b) counters human impotence, all the while (c) bringing us to rethink catastrophe, in Shiriagari’s case through sloppiness and humor. It’s the sublime turned inside-out, with the object moving from environment to society, or from the natural to the artificial, and with the affect turning from terrible wonder to ludicrous horror.

By identifying a crisis or network of crises, stuplimity says something about the world we live in today. Sloppiness in particular acts as a reflection of our reality, and one that may be more mimetic than at first thought. Shiriagari argues that “‘sloppy’ things are real,” at least in part because we live and die “sloppily” (Knighton 1). As when the Japanese look for reliable information on the effects of nuclear disaster but find too much data, data that’s contradictory, or data of suspicious origin, sloppiness indicates that a single, objective truth is not possible. There is no one feeling to have or single action to take. Techniques harkening back to realism or a third-person perspective belong to the unreal for Shiriagari, in keeping with a satirical or surreal tone (7). Sloppy drawing says something about the mimetic quality of narratives as well. In life, we find no promising climax, no clean resolution, no villain responsible, and in catastrophe, too, we find that the cause belongs not to a single event or mastermind, but rather to a complicated web of banal corruption and poor planning.

This sloppy reality resonates with many of our readings this semester. Shiriagari’s representation of “malaise” (Knighton 1) and “paralysis and enervation” (8) aligns with the precarious existence Anne Allison explains in Precarious Japan. Although precarity begins with precarious employment, which is “uncertain, unpredictable, and risky” for workers (6), it spreads across all areas of life, infecting every moment and thought until our very “human condition” becomes precarious, a state of being marked by doubt and fear (9). Shiriagari places this state of being in a crisis with no end in sight, much like Robert Nixon’s concept of slow violence, which describes crises that not only unfold slowly and beneath the surface, but which also elude “tidy closure” (6). And, not unsurprisingly, this kind of mounting threat points to problems firmly embedded in neoliberalism, with its “relentless and ubiquitous economization” of everyday life, and in capitalist economies, which demand continuous (and impossible) growth (Brown 31).

Shiriagari does more than just represent these crises; he resists them, and counters the “passive impotence” that results as well. He disregards the dangers of reception, for example. Representing nuclear disaster in fiction draws controversy, especially when the means may be considered disrespectful, as is the case with humor (DiNitto). But humor does accomplish something in nuclear contexts. Comparable to the hibakusha’s struggle to communicate their experience through atomic-bomb narratives, Shiriagari responds to nuclear disaster “with new words or even a new language” through humor (Treat 30). Humor allows for a call to action, asking readers again and again to “wake up” from their malaise (Knighton 1, 23, 25, 31) and stay with the trouble, or learn “to be truly present” (Haraway 1). Without provocative and imaginative approaches to human suffering, we might never find the means to represent it. It would be easier to forget what happened at Tōhoku, and even easier to remain complacent. In Milan Kundera’s words:

the struggle of man against power is the struggle of memory against forgetting. (qtd. Treat 21)

Even if Shiriagari only manages to provoke readers with the audacity of his approach, this is still an accomplishment of sorts. Indignation and anger, I would argue, are a better alternative to wishy washy feelings of uncertainty, anxiety, or disappointment. Without a catalyst, what Sianne Ngai calls ugly feelings “hum alongside the everyday” without end (Knighton 3). And Shiriagari does give us a catalyst. He combines kakusei (“stimulating humor”) and warawareru (“being reduced to laughter”) to offer readers a “new way of seeing or thinking,” and an outlet for the frustration of an open and ongoing crisis (9). This reminds me of something discussed in another one of my classes this week, on Pseudodoxia Epidemica. In Pseudodoxia, Thomas Browne argues that the production of knowledge depends on the “challenges, corrections, and propositions” of “diverging voices” (West 170). In other words, communities of difference bring us closer to the truth. Maybe the greatest challenge to representing nuclear disaster is silence—that a robust and complex conversation is not already taking place. 

As for the third piece in the stuplimitous puzzle, evoking “comical stupefaction”—well, this is what Shiriagari does best. Shiriagari’s sloppiness pushes against the “idealism” of modes like Cool Japan, and humor disrupts the “arrogance” of powers in both society and fiction (Knighton 8). Shiriagari encourages readers to see and think in new ways by entertaining paradoxical or unsettling conclusions. The family of Defenders, for example, bring us to acknowledge that the conditions of modern life are not safe or in control. The episode “Hope” personifies radioactive materials rather than vilifying them. This reveals the vibrancy of all matter, even nuclear, in its capacity “to act as quasi agents or forces with trajectories, propensities, or tendencies of their own” (Bennett viii). When a character in “The Village by the Sea” protests the return of electricity, exclaiming that “he had never been able to see so many stars,” Shiriagari doesn’t glorify a way of life without technology. He reminds us that we’re forced to encounter and adapt to change all the time, and that any solution to catastrophe may be temporary (Knighton 7).

The twin old geezers confront nuclear realities particularly well, I think. Episode 2 emphasizes that it isn’t nuclear energy that has changed, but us, its keepers and neighbors, who have failed to see nuclear energy (which was once, and in some circles still is, the champion of green energy) to its full potential. And episode 3 prompts readers to recognize that the nuclear crisis is, to put it simply, complicated. As pictured below, the episode imagines reactions on either end of the spectrum as ludicrous, short-sighted, and often counter-productive. The jabbering of birds, nothing more than white noise. The sky may be falling, or everything may be fine, sure, but Shiriagari would have us regard nuclear disaster from somewhere in between, first suspending dis/belief. Like Donna Haraway, he would have us stay with the trouble: at times “stir up potent response,” and at others, “settle troubled waters” (1).

Shiriagari Kotobuki, from Kawakudari futago no oyaji (“The Twin Old Geezers Go Downriver,” Episode 3), in Ano hi kara no manga: 2011.3.11, 2011 (Manga Ever Since: 2011.3.11)

Violence, fast and slow

Often we think of environmental devastation as a matter of place—but in what ways does it echo through and against the human experience of time?

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In “Spinster Ecology,” Sarah Ensor argues for a queer ecocritical futurity—that is, an approach to the future that neither (a) rejects future generations altogether nor (b) focuses on heteronormative time, marked by the nuclear family, linear inheritance, and biological reproduction. She lays out the ways that ecocriticism might be informed by queer temporalities (see also Pryor).

The spinster embodies one such temporality. She “has no marriageable future” and so “comes to have no past” (Ensor 414). She is a figure made asexual, with no infancy, no puberty, no old age, and no death. For those around her, looking on, she appears to be stuck in time, or standing outside of it. Outside of the linear time society runs by and which we have deeply internalized.

This holds true, at least in a similar way, for victims of environmental catastrophe. Following the Chernobyl disaster, those with homes near the power plant, living in modern-day Ukraine, Belarus, or Russia, had to ask themselves, will time go on? will we move (on)? Many of course had no choice. They continued their daily lives, harvesting vegetables from radioactive fields, as one woman remembers “with horror” (Emmett and Nye 110).

Others have no choice in that they can’t go on as before. They wait for someone to acknowledge their suffering, to take responsibility for it and make it right. They stand beside time, hoping it will resume, even as the lives of family, friends, and loved ones carry on without them. There is no resolution, no denouement. They are stuck in one moment of time: the post-disaster.

Nuclear disaster cuts life in two, into the time before and the time after. As with other traumas, you can’t unknow what you’ve learned, or unexperience what’s happened to you.

In “What if a murderer appeared at your bedroom door?,” an episode of the podcast This Is Actually Happening, a young woman explains what it’s like to barely escape death. A neighbor targeted her house without reason, crept into her bedroom, stabbed her in the chest with a knife, killed her mother, and wounded her aunt and grandmother as well.

The world was no longer a safe place. She describes living in constant fear and anxiety, always wondering if the unthinkable might happen (again). She couldn’t return home, couldn’t hold a job, couldn’t afford to move, often couldn’t move her body at all. Any comfort in the present, fondness for the past, or hopes for the future faded into impossibility. Her experience of time was irrevocably altered.

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Rachel Carson warns of the unpredictable effects brought on by environmental toxins, which may well be underway but whose movement from cause to effect, or from original injury to secondary symptoms, remain uncharted. She writes:

we are already in the future—not simply because today marks one of yesterday’s possible futures, but also because the future is here well before it makes itself legible to us as such. (Ensor 418–19)

Today stands as one of yesterday’s possible futures, but in the case of nuclear disaster, this means playing a game of chance and facing the unimaginable. The future arrives silently, microsievert by microsievert, until a composite of medical conditions emerges.

Little Voices from Fukushima (Kamanaka) shares this lived experience. Besides daily exposure to radiation and these stubborn, sometimes maddeningly vague medical conditions, many residents near the Fukushima Daiichi power plant run the risk of developing a serious—or, if not detected and treated, fatal—case of thyroid cancer.

The clock is ticking faster, but no one takes notice unless it stops altogether. When it comes to environmental catastrophes, only deaths are counted; only deaths count. Anything less cannot be quantified, and so is better left ignored. This is slow violence, a violence all the more insidious for biding time and keeping out of sight, a violence “typically not viewed as violence at all” (Nixon 2).

Not only will the children in Little Voices from Fukushima never know the simple pleasure of playing in bare feet in their own backyard. They also come to see their parents as fallible and emotionally complex much too soon, a perspective they otherwise might not have taken on until late adolescence. They have to attend frequent medical check-ups, a burden most stave off until old age. The time of innocence is lost.

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Victims of environmental disaster, like the spinster of Sarah Orne Jewett’s imagination, live among “futures that will never come to pass” (Ensor 420). They experience the present as a future that has “failed to become” (424).

Examples from nuclear waste are literal. One woman in the documentary Little Voices from Fukushima expresses her reluctance to bring another child into the world, given the quality of life for her and her community in the zone of exclusion. Veterans and local civilians exposed to depleted uranium in ammunition bear children with birth defects or become infertile. Futures poisoned still in gestation; futures abandoned before they could even know the present.

An episode of This American Life, One Last Thing Before I Go,” elaborates on this state of being caught up in futures that will never become. As Ira Glass explains, the tsunami and earthquake of March 2011, which also caused the Fukushima nuclear disaster, killed 19,000 people in Japan. 2,500 are still missing.

One man, Itaru Sasaki, built an old-fashioned telephone booth in his garden. He needed a place to grieve the disappearance of his cousin. The phone doesn’t work, but he would go there to talk anyway. The phone booth has since gained some renown in Otsuchi and the surrounding area as a means of speaking to those who have died or gone missing. 

What is so moving about excerpts from the phone booth is their everydayness. As they speak to loved ones, who were never supposed to leave or be lost, people find “understated” ways of saying I love you, or I miss you. A young girl tells her father, “I started tennis in junior high school. I’m not in the top eight.” Her lived present is marked by the future denied to her: a future in which he is still alive, standing witness even to small failures.

One wife says, “I feel like you’re still alive. […] We had so many things we wanted to do together.”

A husband promises, “I’ll come again, OK? […] I’ll be back.”

Like so many others, they wait out the present in a haze of nostalgia for what might have been, catching only glimpses of a trajectory imagined but never realized.