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Here\u2019s the way the scene breaks down, in two senses or registers: narrative and optic. In this ironic staging of their final face-off, the slick reincarnated villain can persist in languorously threatening the hero only by narcissistically staring at his own mirror image while merely imagining his interlocutor in the space beyond. With the biotech entrepreneur\u2019s enraged antagonist looking back (through) the irreversible glass interface, the protocols of suture in the shot\/countershot pattern are deactivated on the spot.\u00a0\u00a0 It is as if the riving slash of the title Self\/less<\/em> were finally marking the Absent One of such intercutting rather than just a negation of the autonomous subject. But we haven\u2019t seen anything yet. In snide conversation with his own image, behind which waits, invisibly, the potential nemesis of his whole criminal empire, the suavely suited mad scientist notices that his wavering sight must be distorting his image in the mirror. This is a fact silently conveyed to us, through his eyes, by way of the presumed digital warping of his mirrored face (stopping just short of pixel breakup): just the effect we\u2019ve associated earlier in the film with unbidden flashbacks from a co-opted body\u2019s former psychic tenant, when the proper medication is wearing off.<\/span><\/p>\r\nNo problem, thinks the villain, with a confident smirk. A pill will normalize. Here, then, in a play of reverse shots alternating between already reborn subject and his undulating mirror double, the re-embodied mastermind is, we presume, only seeing things<\/em>. Yet that presumption survives no longer than the villain himself. For what we take as the entirely subjective POV shot of the buckling mirror isn\u2019t subjective at all, but rather\u2014as it gradually comes clear to us, by coming literally through to us\u2014the objectively glimpsed result of a flamethrower wielded by the invisible hero and melting through the otherwise impenetrable reflective pane from its far side. The effect is almost black-comic. Non-virtual countershot at last: the immediate incineration of the no-longer reflected villain. Beyond the lethal cone of vision all but parodied here, put it this way in the longer perspectival view of cinema technique: the carefully aligned transparent zone of the Sch\u00fcfftan mirror, letting the actor(s) show through, is converted here, in this version of looking glass as rabbit hole, to the gap(e) of annihilated sight per se.<\/span><\/p>\r\nYet the scopic parable is even more technologically ingrown and baroque than it may at first seem. The Sch\u00fcfftan mirror that once allowed for in-camera scalar adjustments and their subterfuges has been supplanted here, of course, by the post-indexical plane of VFX cinema in its electronic manifestations, but only then to be laid bare in a way that operates, in the upshot, as an interface for dismantling the seemingly high tech trucage<\/em> into a slowly perceived one of old-fashioned machine ingenuity in weaponizing the image plane itself. In terms of an imagined teleology of realism leading from sound synchronization through color to stereoptic deep focus, as codified by Bazin and anticipated by the early German press, this sudden (and instantaneously obliterated) illusionism (as presumed subjective hallucination) is in fact a kind of perversely \u201clived\u201d\u2014and died\u20143-D penetration of an optic rectangle, where the mistaken plane of image, from within a misjudged subjective shot, ends up decimating the space of mere looking. The in-joke of this optical boomerang is a kind of cognitive double helix. Though interpreted as a biomedical glitch from the villain\u2019s literalized point of view, the shock for the supposedly knowing viewer\u2014sharing that line of vision\u2014amounts to one kind of low-keyed CGI simulation (of melting glass) mistaken for another sort of digital trope (the electronic return, so to speak, of the cortical repressed).<\/span><\/p>\r\nThat\u2019s, at least, one version of what seems to be layered into this impacted moment. The cinematic mirror once held up to nature, however equivocally, but since then turned in on itself through technological innovations that have left direct registration far behind, returns now, from within an inverted surveillance space, to figure the new postfilmic cinema in melodramatically undercut form. The two-way mirrors installed for hotel surveillance in Lang\u2019s 1,000 Eyes<\/em>, for instance, where they served in their own right as low-tech metonymies for the CCTV also deployed there (enacting in each case an unsutured looking without the look back) were followed by the two-way mirrors of the Stasi interrogation booth half a century later in The Lives of Others (<\/em>von Donnersmarck, 2006). At this end of such a long postwar arc, one may further note how such rudimentary technologies of ocular access are eclipsed by those of optical manifestation in the metamorphic effects of liquid-metal cyborgs passing in and out of mirrors in the Terminator <\/em>franchise (VFX progeny of The Student of Prague<\/em>).<\/span><\/p>\r\nSo it is that the \u201csurveillance\u201d potential in the German account of the new medium\u2019s latent \u201cpolice\u201d function has been unsettled or displaced by alternate facets of its \u201cillusionist\u201d basis. As smoked out early on by divergent assumptions of the German press, such cross-purposes of the screen medium, in the pull between epistemology and reflexive ontology, find something like their ironized electronic vanishing point in the two-way surveillance chamber of Self\/less<\/em> and its material meltdown. As so often in genre history, the narrativized VFX logic of dystopian sci-fi can stand forth as an encoded version of cinema gone wrong, the imageering of the medium extrapolated to a violent diegetic realization\u2014or call it, again, a technological \u201cpromise\u201d hypertrophically betrayed in fulfilment.<\/span><\/p>\r\nAs more than one German writer glimpsed, techniques like the Sch\u00fcfftan mirror, however much under erasure on screen, camouflaging their own process, still spoke to the grounding (and goundless) fact of all cinema as an uncertain field of virtuality and illusion. Moreover, what can\u2019t help but intrigue even a cursory reader of The Promise<\/em> is how so much of that early German intuition about scopic force fields reshaped by the new motion picture medium can come bearing down on the most circumscribed, however showy, effects of postfilmic cinema. Tarsem Singh wasn\u2019t reading German film theory before some storyboard session devoted to this climactic scene. German film theory had read his options in advance, without the least glimpse of the simulated electronic image to come.<\/span><\/p>\r\nIn just this respect, there is another enfolded irony of screen history lodged at the climax of Self\/less<\/em>\u2014an almost literal wrinkle\u2014to which a saturation in early German film writing might also recall us. In the film most often adduced for instances of the special effects mirror of the Sch\u00fcfftan process\u2014no surprise, given the game-changing status of sci-fi mise en sc\u00e8ne in Lang\u2019s Metropolis<\/em>\u2014there is also the associated effect of the \u201cripple wipe\u201d that suggests the clearing phobic vision of Freder, allowing the figural revelation of the devouring Moloch to return to ethical clarity as none other than the recognized factory engines of his father\u2019s predatory exploitation. Nine decades (and a new medial substrate) later, it is as if that ripple effect has found perverse new life in Singh\u2019s film through the simulated dissolution of the mirror shot: not just the coruscating mind\u2019s-eye image we take it to be, but a true buckling of the surface, a purely discursive effect turned murderous. The virtual has been captured again by the real, though of course still at the narrative remove of CGI production.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\r\nEven before the legendary mirror trick of The Student of Prague<\/em> (1913), another early intertext for Singh\u2019s climax, no doubt unconscious, comes from the first decade of twentieth-century film production. In the fable of \u201cself-projected\u201d evil into which Edison turned his short film of Frankenstein<\/em> (1910), \u201ca liberal adaptation of Mrs. Shelley\u2019s story\u201d (as the first intertitle has it), the avenging Creature disappears from the wedding night chambers of Dr. Frankenstein when, horrified by his deformed image in a full-length mirror, he covers his eyes in the foreground space and\u2014out of sight, out of mind\u2014is removed by jump cut into the displaced vestige of his mirror self, his horrified moment of self-recognition wholly and terminally reified.<\/span><\/p>\r\n <\/p>\r\n