JeffKard’s review published on Letterboxd:
“During the Vietnam War, every respectable artist in this country was against the war. It was like a laser beam. We were all aimed in the same direction. The power of this weapon turns out to be that of a custard pie dropped from a stepladder six feet high.”
Took my family to see Parasite over the weekend, my second viewing. I thought of Vonnegut’s quote while watching. We share similar views of art as direct activism: a general cynicism. However, what clicked with me during Parasite wasn’t a story that aimed to be anti-capitalist as a means of activism. It’s effective alone in telling an overt anti-capitalist narrative because it it simply does. The value in works by filmmakers like Bong Joon-Ho, Boots Riley, and Ken Loach aren’t that they’re works fighting against capitalism, it’s that they lay capitalism bare in the narrative, naked for an audience to witness, digest, and discuss.
The idea that films like Parasite will “change the minds” of the people the film indicts is a joke. It serves, rather, as a vehicle for class consciousness, and in turn, as a way of showing the rich & powerful that the story reflects a greater narrative in our society: the age of capitalism is wearing thin.