When is a copy an original?

Behind all the shouting about Shepard Fairey and the Obama Hope poster, there is, as I’ve emphasized again and again, a real failure to contend with our conceptions of creativity and originality. Hollywood, of course, is stuck in a rut of remakes so deep that I’m seeing remakes of films I’ve already seen as an adult. There isn’t much originality there. But then you look at something seemingly so simply as Douglas Gordon’s 24 Hour Psycho (1993), a super slowed-down version of Alfred Hitchcock’s 1960 film Psycho, and you have to wonder whether it isn’t a whole lot more original then the coming remake of A Nightmare on Elm Street. Gordon explains his film as follows:

“24 Hour Psycho, as I see it, is not simply a work of appropriation. It is more like an act of affiliation… it wasn’t a straightforward case of abduction. The original work is a masterpiece in its own right, and I’ve always loved to watch it. … I wanted to maintain the authorship of Hitchcock so that when an audience would see my 24 Hour Psycho they would think much more about Hitchcock and much less, or not at all, about me…”