Along a desolate highway, kissed by wasteland either side, and a sky that threatens physical harm, we drive. We’re minutes away from entering what the “googles” of the analogue world looked like before the age of digital.
I’m also moments away from realising my agency in the yesteryears. In that moment I’m afflicted by a series of flash backs; being inside a Casspir — a Mine-Resistant Ambush Protected Vehicle inching itself in conflict zones in the dead of night as combatants train on us RPGs. The previous week a number of journalists had been gunned down. …
The results were exasperating as I read through the data. Across the city that evening in a ‘Babel’ moment, the news would surely attract the attention of the industrious and those that have made an industry out of this.
Babel, directed by Alejandro González Iñárritu illustrates how fragments of seemingly independent events inform each other — the Butterfly theory in action.
One person’s misfortune is another’s gain. A report showing yet more social iniquities can quicken the heart of human resources looking for an empirically-sound solution. Can inequality in hiring personnel be solved by conformation bias tests? …
In the BBC’s auditorium, one of the its commanding journalists laid out the challenges he faced. Pressingly, that there should be context to reports to help viewers make greater sense of the issue.
The mild clanking and clinking as the mechanism stirred was itself mesmerising, and then the needle touched the plate. There was a momentary “zzz” sound and then the music opened.
If only I was skilled enough to read music as a direct correlation of my father’s moods, but I was too young. In any case my interest was curtailed by a stern warning not to touch his prized gramophone -with the teakish wood veneer finish and gauze netting as speakers.
My Ghanaian father, not unlike others who came to Britain soon after Ghana’s independence, faced gnawingly sinking hardships and racism…
Ever thought what it would be like if commercial advertisers and journalists shared ideas around their trade? Disastrous right! Well not quite. One’s about selling you a story; the other is about, well, selling you story.
One’s about persuasive intention; the other looks to telling the truth without taking sides. Yet choices are being made. They’re the same beasts really but different animals and they share a common medium — in this case film.
Seems absurd now, but at the start of the 1950s TV revolution News relied on the world of cinema and burgeoning commercial directors to get them…
“Ladies and gentlemen, we are now seeing the beginnings of another stage of human evolution”, said Dr. Jean Grey to a hostile hearing.
There it is! I said.
Movies are an allegory of the real world. The Avengers catalogue the epic battle of good over evil from multiple agents after the thawing of the cold war. The Day After Tomorrow’s apocalyptic weather storms literally foreshadowed the havoc-wreaking weather across the world. Then, X-men, where misfits troubled others because they were different, could do things differently and threatened existing power structures.
“There was a sprinkling of weird dust if you’d been…
The creed of cinema journalism can be best illustrated with another portmanteau word ‘photography’ and ‘journalism’ as photojournalism.
A photographer takes pictures of nouns (people, places and things)... Photojournalists capture “verbs,” says Photojournalist Mark M. Hancock. The story lies in movement, internally or externally. This too is an essence of cinema journalism — a craft skill that merges cinema and journalism.
Over the weekend my nephew invited me to his wedding. His story is quite remarkable and inspiring, which frankly merits movie treatment. It’s boy meets girl; she a teacher, he is finding his calling from the rough and tumble of London’s streets before settling on youth work and then theology.
Whilst a professional photographer was at work, I casually thought I’d share their story.
Help us, comes the cries from beyond the panel. But it’s a false one because in practice they resist any help given. It’s bad enough false information is promoted not from designated criminals, but elected leaders. It’s catastrophic when it’s passed on by professional journalists.
And as you read this metaphorically there are thousands behind this panel knowing or unwittingly driving the world’s information systems, overseen by facinorous figures.
Now this isn’t to blame all journalists; some get where we are. Remember when S.V. Dáte asked President Trump whether he regretted all the lies he’s said after three years. Amazingly…
First published in Representology (1st issue) — the UK new journal on diversity, this article has me looking back on my time heading the BBC radio programme Black London in the early 1990s, in which I interact with several stars. “Where’s the archive of these experiences and why it’s important”, is a question I’m asking in this article. At the end there’s a surprise pre-announcement. To download Representology Issue One and Two go here.
When the taxi door opens, a lithe man, shorter than I’d imagined, wearing tight trousers, an unbuttoned brightly coloured shirt and a purple faux fur collar…
It’s not just what you say but how you say it, and how often, should alarm no one in journalism, but today it’s still possible to be shocked by the indifference to this.
There’s one strand of journalism that should be the shield for society where the voice of citizens counts for nowt outside an election run, and that’s journalism that holds people in power to account. Call it news or investigative journalism, it is nothing resembling entertainment, sport, fashion or journalism of celebrities.
It focuses on governments, leaders, VIP, councillors. Here journalism has one job! Be the eyes and…