I posted my random reaction to a photobook on a membership photography forum elsewhere and am putting it up here in case anyone has any interest in my crazy ramblings.
I just got Liam Wong’s After Dark from my local lending library and it’s gorgeous to look at.
At the same time, the narrative of the book but also the aesthetic — that’s not by any means exclusive to Liam (I’m just picking on him as probably the most famous example) — is one of loneliness and alienation in the megacity.
Inevitably at night, the photographer is going to be looking for the one or two human figures available in the early hours to give scale and human interest. But it is also part of the exoticising aesthetic to emphasis this isolation and loneliness. No doubt many people are lonely in cities. But this Blade Runneresque sexing up of a mood seems quite unrepresentative of my experience of cities like Tokyo and Hong Kong where communities living cheek by jowl are tightly meshed. This style has to actively exclude any sense of humour, agency, social solidarity, friendship, family relations or even basic humanity from its portrayal of the city.
There are no such images in the book and I would suggest that if there were, it would completely break the spell of this constructed (highly graded, unnaturally neon) worldview. There are a few pairs of figures, but again the pictures read as a couple versus the city.
Rain is also favoured, yes because of the reflections, but this also adds to the presumed oppression of the place. The few images of groups of people on the street are crowd scenes with individuals isolated under their umbrellas, shielding from the rain but also from the drone-like humanity that surrounds them.
Even if it can be argued that it is acknowledging the loneliness that many suffer in the city, the portrayal is of an inevitability that suggests nothing can be done. It’s a passive, pessimistic, reactionary worldview, it seems to me. It ignores that cities that no doubt can have negative aspects, can also be havens of community, tolerance and joy from the great breadth of humanity that make their homes in them today. Beauty in art is not enough.
The Contents page, for me, says a lot about this alienating perspective: