Again, Roemer casts us into the midst of the mess—not necessarily to “let us find our way”, but rather, to emphasize the minimal importance of such background in this story. Our understanding of the contingencies present is not dependent on expository dialogue to give us context since all is already set in place, and we are all alive. We are all existing. That is all the positioning and framing we need. And Roemer, being the masterful cartographer of being and living that he is, understands this perhaps instinctually. Some may (and have) argued that with the seemingly comic fluctuations of actions, emotions, and decisions of all involved, verisimilitude is obscured. I say such occurrences realize the tale. I am very interested in reading things he wrote and listening to things he said to inform any of these thoughts/assumptions I’m making, but it all seems laid out in the art.
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