The document discusses Ruben Östlund's film Triangle of Sadness and its exploration of the relationship between labor, emotion, and performance in late capitalism. It notes how the film examines how influencers treat smiling and taking photos as part of their job and how crew members are asked to pause their work duties to entertain guests. However, the document argues that Östlund's broader satirical strokes and comedy are less insightful than the film's more nuanced moments. It also critiques the film's ending as too simplistic and suggests Sianne Ngai's work better illuminates the themes the film attempts to address regarding the blurring of work and relationships in contemporary society.
The document discusses Ruben Östlund's film Triangle of Sadness and its exploration of the relationship between labor, emotion, and performance in late capitalism. It notes how the film examines how influencers treat smiling and taking photos as part of their job and how crew members are asked to pause their work duties to entertain guests. However, the document argues that Östlund's broader satirical strokes and comedy are less insightful than the film's more nuanced moments. It also critiques the film's ending as too simplistic and suggests Sianne Ngai's work better illuminates the themes the film attempts to address regarding the blurring of work and relationships in contemporary society.
The document discusses Ruben Östlund's film Triangle of Sadness and its exploration of the relationship between labor, emotion, and performance in late capitalism. It notes how the film examines how influencers treat smiling and taking photos as part of their job and how crew members are asked to pause their work duties to entertain guests. However, the document argues that Östlund's broader satirical strokes and comedy are less insightful than the film's more nuanced moments. It also critiques the film's ending as too simplistic and suggests Sianne Ngai's work better illuminates the themes the film attempts to address regarding the blurring of work and relationships in contemporary society.
The former’s latest film seems to echo the latter’s
account of late capitalism’s triangle of zaniness (i.e, work, affect and performance). Indeed, Triangle of Sadness is most incisive when the film explores the function of role-playing and emotion in relation to labor: influencers goes on vacation and takes smiling photos as part of their job; a bare-chested deckhand puts on a smile and poses as if he’s model while grinding away at his actual task; crew members are suddenly asked to pause their main duty and go swimming to entertain a bored guest’s request. At the conclusion of the first chapter, our protagonists' romantic relationship is revealed to be an integral component of their influencer careers. And as the third chapter reiterates, even in a mode of production detached from (yet haunted by) capitalism, a man with barely any productive skills can still gain an economic advantage simply by playing the role of a boyfriend. Such nuances in the film, sadly, tend to get overshadowed by Östlund's louder yet less penetrating rants. Repeatedly, the director gives way to his worst impulses, namely his broad strokes of comedy and his blunt attempts at satire - one which I found too obvious and almost as unlikeable as its targets. Triangle of Sadness is the kind of film where one character casually mentions the fact that male models make less money than their female counterparts in its very first scene, only for this point to be spelt out at least twice more in later conversations. Likewise, I am not sure if the vomit sequence in the second chapter needs to run that long to drive home the point. Other than that Tati-inspired scene that’s clearly impressive, most of that segment feels repetitive and even predictable. Much of the film’s wasted potential also lies in the third chapter, which reimagines Lina Wertmüller’s Swept Away albeit lacking much of that brilliant 1975 film’s ambivalence and slipperiness. Östlund's ending, in particular, feels like a rather hastened and reductive conclusion for a situation where too many interesting dynamics are at stake, and for a film with two similarly fraught relationships where the romantic/transactional dichotomy seems to have completely dissolved. What’s interesting about the lover/worker conflation is not only that performing couplehood can be a lucrative job, but also that one needs to possess certain skills and puts in certain work to maintain being in a couple. Inspired by Woody Harrelson’s character who keeps randomly quoting his favorite critical theorist, I cannot help but look up what mine has to say here. And I was not disappointed to find that she does kind of hint at the unexplored flip-side of Östlund's allegory while also making a case for its thematic richness. “The sex- affective practice of adultery and the aesthetic about the sex-affective labor that is post-Fordist zaniness are thus mirror images of each other [….]. Both are responses to the convergence of work and play that increasingly defines private and public life in late capitalism" - Marx might be read out loud in this zany film, but it's Ngai who best illuminates what it might have to offer.