Still pictures are always amazing because of the Time Out effect – we have a startlingly different relation to an action in contemplating a timeless slice of it rather than following along with it. Maybe something crucial about it is visible in that moment. It becomes a moment of realization for the viewer, grasping something big. Maybe the picture shows a realization.
Practically, “Time Out” is extra meaningful as an interruption of problematic action. It’s an opportunity to change course. Stop, take a breath. Or: Go to your room and think about what you did. Or: Go to the penitentiary and disconnect (if you can!) from your criminal motivations.
The He Gets Us campaign came to the 2023 Super Bowl with a 30-second ad “Be childlike” and a 60-second ad “Love your enemies,” both using beautiful black-and-white photographs, the latter to greater effect. The frozen scenes of conflict seem desperate and dangerous, like a pure concentrate of wrath, but at the same time mercifully distanced and hopeful. We can do a reset.
But can we? Is this moral cheating, offering the combatants an idea of themselves that they’re evidently incapable of, an off ramp that they can’t take? Does it exploit their fallenness to serve as a lesson to others – “with God’s grace, you can be different from them“? Or does it put us in constructive solidarity with everyone caught up in enmity?
It matters that the pictures show a spectrum of confrontations, from berserker-level to something within hailing distance of thoughtful debate (at 0:26).
It matters that Rag’n’Bone Man sings “I’m only human, after all” in the accompanying song.
During the 2024 Super Bowl we saw a new visual strategy of colorful tableaux, light and focus manipulated so that the figures are almost as super-present as waxworks. Color and nearness for the coming together of footwashing.
The dramatic question posed by each of the foot washings is, How is it that these people are coming together in that situation? Some of the scenes reference hot-button conflicts, like migrants getting on a bus or a protester at an oil field, while others (as far as I can tell) imply a purely personal backstory. Somehow these people variously came to a point where the loving pause was in order.
What does footwashing actually accomplish? It seems to signify unconditional dedication. But who is unconditionally dedicated to anyone except maybe their nearest and dearest? Or even should be?
Jenn Mundia sings, “Two worlds collided/And they could never tear us apart,” lifting the romantic trope of the INXS song to the plane of universal love. But can we be inseparable from whoever we run into?
Is this an impossible ideal in the right way?