To be published.

Speculative Realism, Phenomenology, and Science-Fiction

“Cultural Politics is a welcome and innovative addition. In an academic universe already well populated with journals, it is carving out its own unique place—broad and a bit quirky. It likes to leap between the theoretical and the concrete, so that it is never boring and often filled with illuminating glimpses into the intellectual and cultural worlds.” Lawrence Grossberg, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill
Moving beyond the boundaries of race, gender, and class, Cultural Politics examines the political ramifications of global cultural productions across artistic and academic disciplines. The journal explores precisely what is cultural about politics and what is political about culture by bringing together text and visual art that offer diverse modes of engagement with theory, cultural production, and politics.


I remember posters in the Parisian subway: the green and desaturated image of a mineral egg. It had been the talk of the month on the news. There was an eighth passenger, of whom we knew nothing. A newsman prompting the audience to keep the secret hidden. Suspense had to be maintained for the sake of others. I was eight years old. I didn’t see the movie at the time it was out, but this is my first memory of such a striking communication campaign for a film – the first steps towards a cultural globalization. Of course, there was something terribly enticing about this non-visible zone. My brother would tell me imaginary tales surrounding the film, that he hadn’t seen either. Every day, this self-taught author had the possibility to rearrange narratives, and this transformation had a tremendous power over my own mind, as I struggled to articulate chaotic fragments of a broken story line. At age of thirteen, I was finally able to see Alien on a hacked VHS. Because it had been taped so many times, the picture had lost its clear quality, as if the image had been veiled, conferring an uncanny documented reality to the film. I found myself at home within this film, feeling uneasy in a yet so familiar place. I already knew it all, the infinite space and its cold silence, the plot twists, the dusty corpses, the unleashed beast, the bodies collapsing from the inside, the breathtaking fear, I had known it all along (…)

Translation : Audrey Petit-Trigg