"photography poisons the world" (All the World's A Screen addendum)

Here's an entry from The Biographical Dictionary of Film in which David Thomson rehearses some of the concerns about "movie" addressed in the new book:Fortuitously - but purely accidentally - timed for the tenacious Madonna's return to visibility with an alleged return-to-form album.But what if the form being returned to is of no concern or interest to you? Or even actively repulsive, as with Thomson? I can't say I have never liked a Madonna record. The early club tracks, when she was almost a nobody, a on a par with the great Vicky D - had a husky exuberance. "Into the Groove" conveys a timeless sentiment and really does sound carefree. "Vogue," as record and video, had a certain military ruthlessness that earned one's submission. "Justify My Love" has a good stolen beat and some heavy-breathing soft-porno appeal. "Ray Of Light" - if you could stifle your guffaw at the idea of Madonna taking a spiritual turn, getting into Kabbalah and all that - is pleasant pop trance. But you know…