Aly Kantor gets past my jaded emotional defenses. Here, the awkward comic brightness of this robot interaction rubs satisfyingly against the matter at hand: a bone-deep despair that craves the solace of self-annihilation. There's a running theme in Kantor's work about the salvation to be found in friendships, but I didn't expect to see it so slyly appear in a customer service interaction between machines. Again I find myself at a Kantor "end of play", misty-eyed and smiling. A cathartic winner.
Aly Kantor gets past my jaded emotional defenses. Here, the awkward comic brightness of this robot interaction rubs satisfyingly against the matter at hand: a bone-deep despair that craves the solace of self-annihilation. There's a running theme in Kantor's work about the salvation to be found in friendships, but I didn't expect to see it so slyly appear in a customer service interaction between machines. Again I find myself at a Kantor "end of play", misty-eyed and smiling. A cathartic winner.