So my thoughts on The Fountainhead...
Film, as a media, is a lot harder to explore than a book, or any written media. With books authors’ say, most of the time, as they please. The thing with film is it has to be coated in Hollywood cheesiness and the token traditional fairytale ending. In the film, Roark ends up the winner, he gets the girl, he gets the success, he gets the fame, he gets the glory, he gets the money and he gets to build his big job without anyone getting in the way of his design. The “Hollywood” ending is never the case, the “machine” would never allow it, and no one man can have that much power without consequences. In real life Roark would have been thrown in jail for blowing up that building, not honoured.
The scary thought is, is this how architects are seen to be? No wonder we don’t get much respect from other sin the building industry, do people see us as ego maniacs, self obsessing with our designs and that we spit our dummy out when we don’t get our own way?
Granted a film about an architect sitting around all day drawing and taking crap from all directions would be a truly boring film.
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