“ It would have been the last
Leaving my condition unresolved
I would have felt……… this liquid light
Running through my hands
Despite the courage and the fall………
Despite the spikes………the suffering
It would have been my blood
Amidst the stars……… the Aries
It would have been a sign
On the battlefield of my body
And i would have waited for them
Tangled up in desires and abandon
It would have taken my breath
To out throw the lamentation
And when the rain falls tomorrow
It would have trapped……… my last complaint “
“A mind illusion’s fab for a ritual’s report”
The movie title: “… Would Have Been My Last Complaint”
The shell-ter title: “Devil Trap”
Scenario, production, Camille Lacadee (movie), Francois Roche (shelter) / [eIf/bʌt/c]
Design process, Computation, Ezio Blasetti
Robotic Design, Special effects, Stephan Henrich
Sound design, Myrtille Fakhreddine (braïbraï), Devin Jernigan
Computation, fabrication, construction, Mark-Henry Jean Decrausaz, Cameron David Newnham, Mark Kowalyov, Peeraya Suphasidh
Camera, Suthiwat Yanawiboot
Storyboard, Pim Jular
Model & props, Pajareeya Suriwong, Nichapatara Swangdecharux
Machinism special design, Cheng Yu Ling
Shooting schedule & organization, Wachira Leangtanom
Making-of, Danielle Willems, Pantira Unarat
Historical research assistant, Natreeya Kraichitti
Community negotiation assistant, Lila Tedesco
Production assistants, Arisa Juengsophonvitavas, Papat Jinaphun, Javed Godkin Paul de Costa, Nicha Laptaveepanya, Nuthapong Jiratiticharoen, Benjawan Lamsa-ard, Tachapol Danaboonchai, Suthata Jiranuntarat, Yanisa Chumpolphaisal, Jenwit Narukatphichai, Permpoon Rojanasakul
Sri Ganapati Vedeshwar (Study Circle Library), Elias Tabet (Pandrata Circle), Sanjeen SingPawat, Gwyl Jahn
Manjunath & Co, Engineer
Ravi N.Pattegar, Civil Engineer Contractor
In a sacred Hindu village lost in the jungle, a self-made erudite brahman dedicates his life to the creation of a unique library on philosophy, theology, psychology, world literature…
… And finally find himself being violently rejected by the villagers.
Inspired by a true local story from Gokarna (Karnataka, India), the fiction evolves around the discovery of an enlightening sign, which will guide the old man in the conception of a catcher of self-complaints – called Devil Trap and manifesting the work of his entire life – , following the scriptures of the Bhagavad Gita in the attempt of a mediation between paganism and philosophy, between the villagers and himself…
It’s a story… of how an illusion is able to create things, signs, research, fragment, assemblage, agencements and finally a shape, an object…. How a line of subjectivation is used as a strategy materializing in the physical world, in the tangible, touchable zone of our environment.
It is an experiment, linked to the study circle existence and contents… how to extract from the multitude of books and knowledge stored in the site, a possibility of substantiation, a possibility of materialization….to reveal what the words contained in them, for their ability to transform the way we negotiate with realities…
The relationship to the location (laterite stone colonized by black micro algea-mushroom), to the study circle (mainly constituted by philosophical and psychological references), to the owner, mister Vedeshwar…… and his mind… and his own practice of discovering knowledge through enigma, dilemma, signs, esoteric language and times clock gap between solar or lunar calendar based (3mn56s)…which becomes the process to manifest his illusion in the spectrum of the real.
It’s a story of someone, involved in the rereading of the Baghavad gita, its multiple psycho interpretation, about the war between two cousins which could be understood as a personal fight against our own indecision, against our own self-indulgence…. A story of somebody which found the way to extract through signs and mathematical logic a shape, which passes from his mind to a cartography, from a cartography to a 3D object drifting slowly to a real construction at scale 1 by his own enlightening… he is himself becoming a fragment of this construction….on the site where he found the sign, to understand that this indeterminacy structure has the power to help him to renegotiate his own complaint (as the Krishna dialogue with Arjuna).
….Movie 15mn / Shell-ter 30m2
_the philosopher, the believers & “z’shell-ter” _
An event at studioXmumbai, on an invitation of Rajeev Thakker
What could be the relationship between these antagonist forces, from a strategy of speculation re-questioning the order of discourse, to theology and religious rhetoric, where emerges a figure… from their encounter… from the contradictory zones of the believers and unbelievers?
This interstice, this crack between two dimensions, two interpretations of the world’s logic (if there is one…), seems to be a territory with its own systemic values, transactional and transitory, as a fragile monkey-bridge joining the antagonist verticalities and their opposites in a shaping relation between power and knowledge.
For example, in the Indian culture, we could approach the Bhagavad Gita through a multitude of interpretation (especially on the fight between the two brothers): from a fairy tale to a religious report, from moralistic speeches to a pitch for Bollywood production, from a sacred scripture to a philosophical and psychological questioning of the notion of identity, duplicity, integrity, consciousness and being.
The round table will be the occasion to open forbidden doors and discourses, on the logic and ill-logic of things, on the relation between reason and madness, on the distribution of knowledge between the new world bourgeoisie tabula-rasa (consuming, acting, speaking, Facebooking …) and the singularities of a territory (with its ghosts and daemons, its hopes and dark sides… of the initial cultural bouillon).
In the background, underneath of this interrogation, a more crucial question slowly reveals itself: Can we foresee for India, (as is happening everywhere) the invasion of the autistic over-designed international architecture, following eastern countries such as China, Thailand, Singapore… with no other identity than the personification of post-capitalism meanings, values and designs’ sprawling…
Or is India able to create the specificity of its development, by extracting substances from its history, its alive polytheism, its democratic turbulence, its intrinsic relationships between narration and technologies (from sophisticated hand-made to computing fabrication, from the traditional transmission of know-how to programming machines and behaviors).
Could we plan a situationist activism in terms of production, which would combine expertise, recognition of the needs and conflicts, but also lines of subjectivity extracted from the polyphonic listing above…
The second part of the event is the little show presenting “z’shell-ter”.
It is a story of the owner of a large library in Gokarna, he collected 100 000 books about philosophy, psychology, some on palm leaves… He is a Brahman…but because of this huge rare collection he has been rejected a long time ago from Gokarna village as an agnostic or atheist collector in a very religious Hindu zone….
The collection has been preserved in a new building on the top of the village by alien fund…which will open soon as an incredible public library (the Study Circle). But at the same time it has aroused the jalousie and hate from village… he commissioned to find a way, to do something or anything in order to recreate the link …similar to the excerpts Bhagavad Gita of the Mahabharata, when Krishna helps one brother to engage the war against the other one…as a representation of the conflict of his own self-indulgence…
In this sense, a small structure able to soak trough interstices between the philosopher and the believers…. able to trap their symmetrical self-confidence and self-indulgence, has been completed as equal distance from both locations. This illusion-catcher is open to be used by both sides…
The Brahmans in charge of temple came and validated this singularity, in charge to collect human pathologies, on one side the beliefs and certitudes of the community, and on the other the arrogant loneliness of the philosopher…
That is a true story and the old man in the movie is the owner of the library… as a report, a “mockumentary” of the situation.