The introduction criticizes the essays for sticking too closely to a Marxist politics. In the introduction, refusing to share traditional Marxist contempt for the aesthetic as 'superstructural unreality' (DPMF: 19), Lyotard gives up ...
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Language: en
Pages: 224
Pages: 224
The first truly introductory text on Lyotard, this book situates Lyotard's interventions in the postmodern debate in the wider context of his rethinking of the politics of representation. Bill Readings examines Lyotard's relationship to structuralism, Marxism and semiotics, and contrasts his work with the literary deconstruction of Paul de Man;
Language: en
Pages: 287
Pages: 287
Jean-François Lyotard : between politics and aesthetics / |r Hugh J. Silverman -- |t Emma : between philosophy and psychoanalysis / |r Jean-François Lyotard -- |t Conversations in postmodern hermeneutics / |r Shaun Gallagher -- |t Lyotard, Bakhtin, and radical heterogeneity / |r Fred Evans -- |t Lyotard, Levinas, and
Language: en
Pages: 236
Pages: 236
Pentecostals have not sufficiently worked out a distinctively Pentecostal philosophy of art and aesthetics. In Pentecostal Aesthetics, with a foreword by Amos Yong, Steven Félix-Jäger corrects this by reflecting theologically on art and aesthetics from a global Pentecostal perspective, particularly through a pneumatic Pentecostal lens.
Language: en
Pages: 304
Pages: 304
Piranesi builds a shopping mall, Giotto supervises a training analysis, Milton directs a film. In Postmodernism Across the Ages the traditional notion of change in history, the linear analogy of human development, comes in for its own share of interpretation, of reading, and hence doubles back on itself. This provocative
Language: en
Pages: 224
Pages: 224
This original study offers a timely reconsideration of the work of French philosopher Jean-François Lyotard in relation to art, performance and writing. How can we write about art, whilst acknowledging the transformation that inevitably accompanies translations of both media and temporality? That is the question that persistently dogs Lyotard's own