Killing the Documentarian: Richard Wright and Documentary Modernity

Abstract

As Bigger Thomas sits wedged uncomfortably between the young, would-be radicals Jan and Mary, Mary touches Bigger's arm and gestures the tall, apartment buildings of Chicago's South Side, telling him, You know, Bigger . . . I've long wanted go into these houses . . . and ]ustsee how your people live.1 To anyone familiar with the history of documentary photography, it's hard not read this scene early in Richard Wright's Native Son (1940) as a pointed satire of the documentary aesthetic. Mary's comment that she wants how your people live carries with it strong connotations of Jacob Riis's seminal How the Other Half Lives (1890), emphasizing the documentary's power of sight interpret, interpellate-and invade-the dark and seemingly unknowable lives of the poor and marginal. Likewise, that her statement is made as Mary imposes an unwanted, or at least highly transgressive, intimacy between she and Bigger further suggests the ways in which the documentary impulse is one of crossing barriers and borders-an impulse that often works reinscribe as much as overcome the privilege on which the borders are founded. As a figure of the documentarian, Mary Dalton fits this role all too tragically: a wealthy progressive who believes that if she is allowed to the conditions in which poor African Americans live, this uniquely visual regime of knowing will transform her and lead her political action. This emphasis on sight, underscored by Wright's italics, as the crucial precursor progressive change is, as critics have argued, the ontology of the political documentary. That Jan and Mary have essentially kidnapped their black subject of knowledge and that their act of vision on the South Side produces race/ism rather than resolves it could easily be taken as Wright's final statement on the 1930s radical documentary.For all of Wright's pointed satire, it's equally important note that less than a year after the publication of Native Son, Wright edits a selection of documentary photographs that do exactly what Mary expresses she wants do: go into tall, apartment buildings and justsee how Wright's people live. As Native Son murders its own white documentarian, then we must ask what the relationship is between Mary's misguided, ultimately desire see and even touch how the Other lives and Wright's own documentary impulse do just that in 12 Million Blac Voices (1941). I would argue that 12 Million Blac Voices-Richard Wright's documentary photo-montage of the Great Migration-is not merely the nonfiction companion Native Son as it was advertised, but rather the culmination of Wright's own contradictory and dialectical concerns with the politics of black representation. In killing the documentarian-the white chronicler of black life-Wright does not abandon the public sphere dominated by a white gaze. As documentary photography has been a significant means by which the West has constructed and codified modern ideas of race, Wright's critique of the mode and his insistence on its constructed nature call into question the very possibility of a visible regime of knowing. Yet, the documentary is also the form perhaps most associated with the political and representational projects of modernity. As Paula Rabinowitz notes, documentary photography is also the medium that can translate the into the future and redeem, in a Benjaminian fashion, the wreckage of history.2 Thus, for Wright, the documentary image stands at just that nexus of historical trauma and liberation that ends 12 Million Blac Voices, the past living in the present and the new procession and new tide of revolutionary progress.3 Like Wright's own contradictory statements on modernity, at once based on the deadly web of slavery and higher human consciousness, photography for Wright becomes an expression of a racial past, as well as a liberatory future.4 For Wright, the documentary image's dialectical mode-containing technologies of both liberation and domination-is thus Wright's precise claim on African American modernity. …