While Clint Eastwood’s new film Invictus has little to say about ecology or ecopolitics, it does have a lot to do with the relationship between identity, affect, and territory — a topic that was an important concern in my first book and is the main theme of one of the two manuscripts I’m currently working on. I’m guessing Invictus may get nominated for at least the best actor (Morgan Freeman as Nelson Mandela) and best director (Eastwood) Oscars, so I’ll hazard a few initial thoughts about it, having seen it a few days ago.
There are many things one can say about its individual pieces: Freeman’s portrayal of Mandela, Eastwood’s directorial prowess and editorial conceits (e.g., masculinity and its transformation through individual experience), the film’s characterization of post-Apartheid South Africa, and the accuracy or inaccuracy of its portrayal of the actual story of the South African national rugby team’s, the Springboks’, stunning rise to victory in the 1995 World Cup. What interests me most, though, is its depiction of mass affect and collective emotion, which are portrayed in two of the main variants these take in today’s world: sports and politics.
Mandela’s wisdom, as depicted in the film, is that he understood the value of symbols and the work they could do in building the post-Apartheid South African state. The symbol in this case was the national rugby team (with its green-and-gold uniforms, reflecting Apartheid South Africa’s flag) which, unlike the football/soccer team, was dominated by white South Africans, and which had been unpopular, even despised, among the Blacks who constituted Mandela’s support base. To unify the nation, Mandela recognized, rugby must be brought into, bought into, and taken ‘ownership’ of, by the new South African ‘rainbow nation.’
This project of building a unified South Africa places that country somewhere near the tail end of the history of modern nation-building: in this, post-Apartheid South Africa was playing catch-up to the other nation-states of the World-of-Sovereign-States, that is, of the map, the territorial economy, the system of territorialization, of modernity. As a televisual phenomenon taking place in the national public sphere of South Africa, but also within the global public sphere of competitive international sports, South Africa’s nation-building moment also takes place on the cusp of — but not yet in — the postmodern, wired and networked, image-saturated world we have entered more fully since the 1990s. The film, in effect, looks back nostalgically onto a significant moment at the tail end of the late modern post Cold War (but pre-9-11) world order, the order of the world we knew before the economic crashes of ‘97 (and now ‘08), the global/counter-global events of Seattle et al. (‘99 and on), the world of 9-11 and the wars on ‘terror,’ and the world of Kyoto/Copenhagen and climate crisis. In this early 1990s moment, the bipolar world had collapsed into neoliberal flatness (in Tom Friedman’s ideological sense of a ‘flat’ global world, which was only really ‘flat’ for the wealthy), and South Africa was liberated to join the community of liberal, multicultural nations.
The film, however, follows the classic Hollywood template in skimming over the most interesting possibilities in this Mandela-rugby relationship. Mandela both understood the value of symbolism and was (and is) a potent symbol himself — and therefore he was a kind of symbol squared, a symbol rendered self-reflexive, cognizant of his own symbolism and of ‘symbolicity’ itself. So there is a potential reflexivity in the subject matter that could give us an insight into the image- or symbol-system of postmodern global politics, an image-consciousness that could be prised open to reveal a more interesting (and explosive) potential at its core. (Don Beck of the Global Center for Human Emergence claims some credit for the conflict-resolution paradigm underlying Mandela’s thinking; but that’s only a piece of what I’m getting at.) But the film fails to go there: by reducing the Mandela/rugby moment into the cypher of Mandela’s ‘greatness’ or political shrewdness, qualities he possesses as an Eastwoodian masculine hero, it leaves intact and thereby tames the symbol of ‘Mandela’ by focusing on the symbol of sport. (The other causal factor credited for Mandela and the Springboks’ team captain’s insights is poetry, specifically William Ernest Henley’s Victorian-era poem “Invictus.”)
Or maybe not… It is a powerful film, and much of its power comes from the way it portrays the collective emotionality embodied in spectator sports, the ritualistic combat of male warrior teams hitched to the project of local or, in this case, national identity. Its main affective vector is the transformation by which the Bokkers become both a genuinely national team and a winning team. The film’s crystal moments, those affect-carrying plateaus or peak moments embodying its main tensions, are those surrounding the combat on the field and its emanation into the crowd: slowed down crunches of bodies against bodies (unprotected, unlike in American football), sweat leaping between them out of their crushing impact, rapid cuts between on-field plays that occur too quickly to be followed and can only be enjoyed as sheer spectacle, and crowds leaping for joy, singing, applauding, and dancing, their emotions spreading like waves across the stadium, the streets, and the nation. These are sutured together initially with swelling, velvety musical chords, and later with anthemic music that ultimately transmogrifies into Ladysmith Black Mambazo’s hymnal “World in Union ’95,” its tune set to the soaring melody of Gustav Holst’s radiant ‘Jupiter’ (from The Planets).
This slippage from the new national anthem into the Holstian globalist anthem, with its lofty musical rhetorics and we-are-the-world lyrics — “There’s a dream I feel, so rare so real, of a world in union, a world as one, gathering together, one mind one heart, every creed every colour, once joined never part. […] it’s the world in union, the world as one, as we strive to reach our destiny, a new age has begun” — is consistent with Eastwood’s liberal American globalism. Globalism, of course, plays along with a variety of agendas, and the one that Invictus points to, indirectly, is the neoliberal one, with Mandela meeting with various world leaders to arrange for better trade relations. While he appears more excited by rugby than trade relations, his pet rugby project is really of a piece with the project of building the new South African “brand” — the rainbow nation as reliable and attractive trade partner.
But competitive sports, like other identity-building projects, unify as they separate: they produce an “us” at the same time as they generate a “them,” they reterritorialize whilst deterritorializing, with the new territorial defenses facing in two directions at once. As black and white South Africans come to unite around their rugby team, they come to unite against New Zealand’s Maori-flavored All Blacks. To the extent that we become wrapped up in the movement of the film’s main affective trajectory, we take from it what it offers us: a love of sports (rugby, in this case) and an admiration for Mandela’s individual wisdom or insight. (And to the extent that Mandela gets reduced to a rugby-lover rather than a serious politician, this is a loss.) Together, what we take is a renewed belief in the power of masculinity, in both its wizened elder (Mandela) and adolescent bonding (rugby/combat) archetypes, which complement each other in the dynamic of modern manhood, without necessarily questioning either the combative collectivity of the second or the system of relations (political-economic “realism”) in which the first is lodged. Apartheid, like other aberrations, is sloughed off, but the world at large reproduces itself without much change.
We also get an affective involvement with post-racial multiculturalism as both national and potentially global projects. But does neoliberal globalism, in which states compete in sports but cooperate in trade, follow the Adam Smithian ideal in which the “rising tide” of economic growth “lifts all boats,” or is it still primarily an order in which some nations prosper at others’ expense, with the lowest-caste nations desirous of upward-mobility, and a few occasionally transitioning to a middle level with the aid of nation-building projects like this one, but with the spoils almost always going mostly to (old or new) political-economic elites?
What are the politics of mass emotionality, especially the emotionality of competitive sports, shown here in one of its most violent guises (rugby)? How do mass sporting events mobilize emotion and affect, and how do these get channeled into specific political-economic projects, from local economic ‘growth machines’ to projects (as in this film) of national branding, the nation-building of the postmodern neoliberal world order? How do they reterritorialize identity-affect flows, generating new unities and new conflicts from old, moribund elements? How is their mobilizing effect shaped and steered by the reconfiguration of local-national-global media industries (corporate consolidation, cable and internet growth at the expense of traditional media, etc.) and by media and cultural policy at the national and international levels (such as Mandela’s sports-cultural policy here)? Rugby being a particular relic of British imperialism (even if its roots go as deep as ancient Greece), its globalization is an artifact of the colonial past, but also part of the present scramble for defining the arenas within which transnational cultural and identity politics evolve toward (and away from) the global. If the film doesn’t answer these kinds of questions — in fact, it barely raises most of them — at least it offers an opportunity to think about them.
A final thought concerns the promo pic shown above, depicting Springboks captain Francois Pienaar (Matt Damon) inside the figure of, but on the back of, Mandela/Freeman, the evolving father-son-like relationship between the two being a sub-thread in the film’s narrative. (Here’s a photo of the original 1995 moment.) Is this white South Africa redeeming itself by finding its place within the new Black/rainbow South Africa? Mandela harboring the white Apartheid past in his breast as he raises South Africa to new respectability? The two entwined in yin-yang-like embrace, but without necessarily knowing it (which makes the film about the recognition of this mutual dependency)? Is there not something odd and paradoxical about Mandela, a man of established power and aged (and declining?) wisdom, ex-Communist and socialist man of the people, looking down as if his moment of fame has passed, while the young, white Pienaar stands gestating inside Mandela’s frame, poised and agile like a springbok (antelope) gearing up toward new and future heights? Or is the image perhaps that of the neoliberal global order encompassing its struggling multitudes — as shadow, or as image and Hollywood fantasy — even as it continues to marginalize them in physical fact? (In that case, Pienaar represents the multitude and Mandela the power elite. Nope, that doesn’t really work…) Yin-and-yang can also be wielded in more than one direction.
There’s food for thought in the film, and Freeman’s strong performance, for most viewers, lends an immediacy to an inspirational figure, Mandela, who many young people (like my students) might hardly know. So despite its shortcomings, I would give Eastwood a thumbs up on it.
Adrian: “What are the politics of mass emotionality, especially the emotionality of competitive sports, shown here in one of its most violent guises (rugby)? How do mass sporting events mobilize emotion and affect, and how do these get channeled into specific political-economic projects, from local economic ‘growth machines’ to projects (as in this film) of national branding, the nation-building of the postmodern neoliberal world order? How do they reterritorialize identity-affect flows, generating new unities and new conflicts from old, moribund elements?”
Are you answering these questions in your manuscripts, or just raising them?
What is one to make of the affects of “freedom” or protest in the figure of Muhammad Ali, or of racial authenticity in Jesse Owens (Munich games)?
I do not believe that sports affects are fundamentally divisive. There is an “us v them” but there is also the quarantine of this to a field of play and rules, a theatre of transformation.
I’m just raising these questions here, as I believe they’re useful questions for thinking the film with (or more the other way around: the film is useful for thinking the questions with).
Neither of my two manuscripts (one on film, the other on identity and territoriality) deals directly with sports. The latter deals with cultural activities including music festivals, art exhibitions, ‘world music’, and the like, and might touch on the Olympic Games in passing, but not in any depth.
I agree that the sports world attempts to ‘quarantine’ the ‘us v them’ to ‘a field of play and rules,’ but in practice – as the example of football ‘hooliganism’ shows – it’s not always easy to contain it to that field.
Figures like Ali become potent affective carriers or ‘mediums’, signifiying, for instance, black power and African-American pride, etc. (as did someone like Miles Davis around the same time). But the directions in which their ‘affective mediumship’ are mobilized could be unpredictable and certainly nonlinear – as the examples of O.J. Simpson or Tiger Woods might suggest.
Since you mentioned my name perhaps I should respond. I made 63 trips to South Africa from l981 until 2003 so was deeply involved in virtually every aspect of the transformation out of apartheid. I was once tagged by a leader in the conservative party in a parliamentary speech as “the American running the country.” My overall role was spelled out in the book I coauthored with South African journalist Graham Linscott in l991 entitled The Crucible: Forging South Africa’s Future. Since I had a long history of interest in sports, especially at the National Football League level, I could see as early as l982 that sport, especially rugby, could play a major role in the transformation. There are differences in what actually happened in May/June l995 and how the event and relationships were featured in the movie. The role of Coach Kitch Christie was really minimized; and Mandela was not that visible or directly involved. Kitch was the father figure for Francois not Mandela. one must interpret the significance of the World Cup victory at that time, and in the filters that existed in South Africa.Given the unique population contours in terms of value-systems etc, build a common sense of being “South Africans” was a very difficult task, unlike other countries with very similar world views. We did what we could at the time and the role of Mandela wearing the green & gold and supporting the formerly all white sport was magnificent, and his leadership style did similar things across the entire society, like having tea with the wives/widows of former South African (Afrikaner) prime ministers.
Beware of simplistic views of a very complex situation and how our own filters distort what we are saying. Apartheid wasn’t the problem; it was the symptom of the inability to understand developmental patterns that lie beneath racial and ethnic stereotypes.
Don Edward Beck, Ph. D. DrBeck@attglobal.net
Adrian: “Figures like Ali become potent affective carriers or ‘mediums’, signifiying, for instance, black power and African-American pride, etc. (as did someone like Miles Davis around the same time). But the directions in which their ‘affective mediumship’ are mobilized could be unpredictable and certainly nonlinear – as the examples of O.J. Simpson or Tiger Woods might suggest.”
Kvond: Sure, but we WANT them to be unpredictable, not necessarily so much as persons (although that happens), but as potential locutions, condensations of affect. One cannot control or say just what such figures bring.
Thanks, Don, for your clarifications and ‘corrections’ to the events as portrayed in the film. I’m not surprised that the movie version simplifies the reality, and what I take from your comments is that it’s not as bad in this particular case as it often is with the ‘Hollywood version’ of historical events.
Is there a web site or publication you could recommend that contains an account of the process you’re describing, i.e., the use of sport as part of the ‘de-apartheidization’ of South African society? It’s an important case study, and I understand that your Center continues this kind of work, but I’d like to be able to point students and readers to sources that describe it in greater depth.
Thanks,
Adrian
Adrian:
I truly respect your essay and clearly you are developing a very sophisticated perspective on complex issues.
My basic construct flows from the work of Professor Clare W. Graves entitled the “emergent, cyclical double helix model of biopsychosocial development. I call in Spiral Dynamics.
Note the http://www.buildpalestine.org website for a general description with a specific application in Palestine-Israel.
A more general description is to be found in http://www.humanemergence.org and http://www.spiraldynamics.net. If you will send me an email address I will send you copies of interactions I’ve had on the Invictus matter in which I describe more fully what we did with Coach Christie and other individuals including Mandela to help create the unique moment in time.
Don drbeck@attglobal.net
To be honest I’d be more interested if the film had started after the winning of the world cup and followed it through to today and noted if the changes had been lasting in whole or part!
The action taken to local and national disasters is awesome but it’s a damn shame that so many citizens take advantage of the sad situations.
I mean everytime there is an earthquake, a flood, an oil spill – there’s always a group of heartless people who rip off tax payers.
This is in response to reading that 4 of Oprah Winfreys “angels” got busted ripping off the system. Shame on them!
http://www.cbsnews.com/blogs/2009/08/19/crimesider/entry5251471.shtml
Invictus was my favorite movie this year. So much better than Avatar! And I got really interested in South Africa. I’m even thinking of going there for this year Football World Cup. The only thing that’s concerning me is safety. It’s never been the best in South Africa, and an event like this makes it a bigger crime magnet.
It was a good movie (even if I had to watch the all blacks lose) and focused on an important time in South African Politics,
The big picture (no pun intended) is simply tapping into an emotion that can move us to collectively achieve more that we thought possible…
You’ve seen it throughout history… mass movements caused by.. literature, music etc.. why not movies
I was truly amazed at the entire content of this movie. I like many others, left South Africa for “greener pastures” elsewhere. I too was not impressed at the “rugby” scenes as the game has such a higher intensity especially at this level. Clint Eastwood should have done a better job of casting some real high level players to fill those slots. As far as the authenticity of the actual events that took place between Mandela and Pienaar, one will never know, but one thing is for sure, the motivation and inspiration as displayed by both in the movie, served to achieve the end result. Another thing that is for sure, the end result of South Africa winning the RWC in 1995, and Mandela’s part in supporting the cause of not only the sport but by maintaining the symbolism of the “Springboks” and their colors, brought the country together as one, the “Rainbow Nation” . I highly recommend this movie to all, sport lover or not. The message is clear. A true candidate for Academy or Oscar winners.
Garry Purkiss, Orange County, USA
The movie, whether faithful enough to true events or not, is about the power of stories, mainly self-stories, to transform our lives. We all tell ourselves personal narratives but we are also all looking for a larger narrative to define us. Perhaps Mandela should have used himself, but choosing the team and merging their story with that of the nation was a brilliant stroke.
I didn’t see the movie, but I did watch a Morgan Freeman-narrated documentary on the rugby series, and Mandela’s efforts to rally the country’s black citizens behind the team. It touched on aspects of the story the movie may not have had time for too, like the team visiting the prison Mandela had been held in. It certainly ‘affected’ me and I wasn’t there!
To address Vince Delmonte’s question, it may be too much to expect these kinds of great moments to have lasting impact in an obvious way. They could, but it’s probably more likely that they’ll inspire choked-up, teary eyed feelings of “Man, do you remember when…” in the midst of whatever reality follows.