I've always liked the word 'ambiguity', it's meaning. Like a faint familiar smell, half remembered from childhood, yet you can't really put yout finger on what it is. Maybe recently watching Mad Men had something to do with it (love that series) and Stephen Poliakoffs Capturing Mary. That word always comes to me when I watch these programs. Yet, I was thinking, can something be truly ambiguous?
Hmm, I always thought the word meant something undefined, or indefinable, something almost neutral, unbiased. Isn't something that you thought was indefinable, just that because you don't know how to see it, to decipher it, to define it within what you know of the world.
Main Entry: ambiguity Part of Speech: noun Definition: uncertainty of meaning Synonyms: anagram, double meaning, double-entendre, doubt, doubtfulness, dubiety, dubiousness, enigma, equivocacy, equivocality, equivocation, incertitude, inconclusiveness, indefiniteness, indeterminateness, obscurity, polysemousness, polysemy, puzzle, tergiversation, uncertainty, unclearness, vagueness Antonyms: certainty, clarity, clearness, definiteness, explicitness, lucidity
Certainly Mad Men has an agenda, however subtle or nuanced. Yet it's done with such care and attention things are left for you to decide. Maybe that what it is, it's not preaching or coming from certain dogma, it's not patronising or treating you like some mindless sheep. Non-judgemental? Obviously we live in 2010, not 1962, politics, society etc. was different back then and the writers of Mad Men have certainly pointed those out. But, it's up to me to make up my mind and it asks questions about what we think of is 'right' or 'wrong' today...very clever stuff.
Capturing Mary on the other hand is an open ended book. I was talking about this with a friend while we were in her car, 'what does it mean?', 'why did she give that man so much power over her?', 'what was Poliakoff trying to say?'...so the conversation went on, 'we can talk till the cows come home, we won't be any the wiser' I said, to cut to the point. It stopped there. I love ambiguity. Nothing is set in stone.