πŸŽ₯ Watched: You Can See Everything

A lot to say about this film. It is as smart as people are saying and deserves its flowers. Yet, like most of Nathan Fielder’s work (and I realize I am in the vast minority here), this project fails to find a home with me. He is a master of his craft. I respect it. Yet, his work uses styles of subversion (and I normally love subversion) that don’t tickle me like it seems to tickle most. It is so meta-modern, like a person explaining the mechanics of Penn and Teller explaining magic tricks. There is nothing wrong with that, of course, it just buries the possibility of magic. It is pulling back the curtains to reveal… more curtains. I prefer to find the wizardβ€” or at least the conman. The notion that this type of discovery is impossible is demonstrably false, and a bit too nihilistic for my palate.

The more I think about it, the more I am certain that my feelings about the movie, Fielder, and Elizabeth Holmes are almost entirely summed up by one line from Kendrick Lamar:

“Why believe you? You never gave us nothin' to believe in."