The generally unreadable post-structuralist Julia Kristeva argued that no ‘text” can ever be completely free of other ‘texts’.”It will always involved in what she has termed the intertextuality of all writings.” And, as you would expect, turning to Wiki, a dodgy research tool for the lazy, we see Kristeva’s point being expanded by one Stanley Fishe who:
“…made a distinction between what he labels ‘vertical’ and ‘horizontal’ intertextuality. Horizontal intertextuality denotes references that are on the ‘same level’ i.e. when books make references to other books, whereas vertical intertextuality is found when, say, a book makes a reference to film or song or vice versa.”
Now without exploring this nonsense further, let’s accept the fact Kristeva was on to something well before the advent of the internet and social media, where this process of intertextuality has become almost de rigeur.
My favourite fun example of a film referencing a precursor text was perhaps found in Guy Richie’s Lock, Stock and Smoking Barrel with Rory Breaker, the Black drug lord brandishing two pistols, as he leapt out of the van to retrieve his diverted THC supplies.
Now and without making a meal of it, did a search on British crime families and came up with the following:
Meet the Johnson’s: Britain’s No 1 crime family HERE.
How about the Fox family in Glasgow HERE, who sound like total shytes and the neighbours from hell.
British crime families come in every configuration and ethnicity and the list is endless, even if the list is dominated by the ‘gangster chic’of the Krays. And here I recommend Jake Arnott’s truly hilarious depictions of Jack ‘The Hat” McVitie, Joe Meek the psychotic record producer and Lord Teddy Thursby in his trilogy discussed HERE. Arnott does a stellar fictional job in capturing high and low social currents within British culture from the late ’50s forward. Arnott is to be further applauded for the large buggery quotient written into his various narratives, a fact of British cultural life whatever the social class. (Even now, David Cameron is busy burying his pillow-biter boarding school past.)
To be continued with referenced links.