At some time in someplaces, Miami Vice fills the empty spaces between heaven and hell, light and darkness, love and hate, life and death and wholeheartedly between the auteur and the spectator. Once loved then hated, but who is to hate and what is to love?
Into the whole of the white rabbit hole, Michael “Kenneth” Mann transports the viewer down - through the phenomenological gravitation of time - onto the metaphysics of a looking glass. Although this essay coexists as…
” In a time of desperate shout for art modernity - the artists serve as landmarks contemporary movement such as semiotics, postmodernism, avant-gardism, feminism, culture diversity and technologically advancing world - appears this departure of life’s motion. Made in the past for the future: hate to love, and love to die. A broken body with a perfect soul as minimalist as maximalist – transcending experiments, time and space, fiction and reality, professionalism and feelings, it accustoms to the neoliberal condition,…