blogpost #11
For me, the central question when watching Waste Land, a film that follows the story of artist Vik Muniz working with catadores in the outskirts of Rio to create art was, who is this for? Should we take the film at face value and buy into the symbiotic relationship portrayed between Vik, Tiao, Isis, Suelem and the others? What was the power dynamic between the privileged art and film crew and the workers living paycheck to paycheck by collecting recycled materials, and was the reality of it captured in the film?
While I thought there were many moving and beautiful parts of the film, I am left skeptical about what Vik’s original intentions were and how we arrived at the film’s conclusion: a historic retrospective solo show celebrating the work of Muniz in which the photos made with the catadores were just one part. There are obviously real material and emotional benefits that Vik brought to the lives of the catadores, but I think the film portrayed Muniz too much as a heroic well-meaning benefactor and played into the western-white-male savior complex, exactly the things that TJ Demos denounces in his article.
I don’t criticize the act of co-creation with people of different race and class backgrounds, but there are several things that I question. Why was Vik the center of the narrative? Where did the idea for the poses in the portraits come from? What has been Vik’s continued relationship with the catadores? The film itself is made for a western privileged audience who presumably knows Muniz and is interested in his work. The overwhelming message that is imparted upon the viewer highlights the selflessness of Muniz’s charity. But didn’t Muniz himself benefit enormously? Why didn’t the film share more about this mutual exchange? This is perhaps an overly cynical perspective about the film, and I could say more things that I enjoyed about it… but I’ll keep it there!










