This is really four essays, collected into one volume.
The first essay focuses on a series of photographs taken by Roger Fenton of a road in "The Valley of the Shadow of Death". One photo has cannon balls littered on the road, the other, the cannon balls are on the side of the road and around. There has been ongoing commentary for around 150 years on whether the photo is staged, with the cannon balls placed on the road in a second photo (including, notably, by Susan Sontag). The essay outlines Morris' investigation - he employs sophisticated techniques to analyse the photos to get the the bottom of this, but ultimately, the question is "does this matter? What does staging mean, in the end? There was no less risk taken with the cannon balls on photo than off, and if it communicates the meaning of the horror of war to an audience usually ignorant to it, what does it matter? Morris does arrive to an answer, but I wont spoil it here. 4/5 for this essay.
The second essay is of the photographs from Abu Ghraib, of Sabrina Harman giving a thumbs up next to the corpse of a dead Iraqi. The essay starts with Morris contending that Harman isn't a bad person - which is shocking to the reader. But then, he unpacks the photograph. It doesn't hurt that this was the subject of one of his documentaries "Standard Operating Procedure", so he knows a lot about the subject and is well connected. The truth is more horrifying. The Iraqi man, Mr Manadel al-Jamadi, was, Morris alleges, killed during interrogation by unnamed US agencies. Harman was young, junior, stupid, and trying to fit in when she was taking these photos. It doesn't excuse the horror of these photos, and others, but the essay describes how later she took photos documenting the injuries the man had sustained. If she hadn't taken these, then the truth about how the man died would never have come to light, as agencies and higher-ups rushed to cover it up. To be clear, this in no way absolves her of her actions and the photographs - the human pyramid, the hooded man, the smile next to the corpse - all document inhumanity. The essay then describes why we feel such horror with this photo - and concludes that it is the image of a smiling woman, who invites us to smile with her, juxtaposed with a tortured, dead man. The disgust at the image, and our involuntary reaction, compounds the horror.
Another essay alongside this one discusses the "hooded man" photo, and how an Iraqi civil society activist had tried to pass himself off as this man. It's left to us to decide whether this is forgivable or not, given he is advocating on behalf of victims.
These essays are excellent - 4.5/5
The third collection of essays are on the photos taken during Dustbowl America, by the Roosavelt Administration's Farm Security Administration, which was created to document rural poverty. You know these images - "Migrant Mother" is one of the best known. This essay is a bit long and meandering, discussing the ethics of moving a cow skull, "staging" images, and how captions juxtaposed with images can change their meaning. It's a fascinating essay, but a bit too long.
The second essay in this collection is on photographs taken during the Israel-Lebanon war of 2006 - particularly of children's toys juxtaposed with bombed-out houses. The essay is essentially one long interview with a war photographer, and how he has been often accused of placing the children's toys as a propaganda piece. However, the photographer goes to pains to say that he does not stage images - if he did, the angles and images would be better - but this is deeply against his ethics as a documentarian. It's a good essay for the ethical discussion, even if I learned more from the first. 3/5
The final series of essays concern a photograph of three children, found in the hand of a dead soldier in the US Civil War at Gettysburg (Sgt Amos Humiston). It documents how the image was used in a search for the man's family, and became famous because of it. The man who made copies (Dr. Bournes) and led the search then was instrumental in setting up an orphanage for civil war orphans - which later became notorious for child abuse by a sadistic headmistress, who was skimming from the top (was Dr Bournes in on it?) Morris tracks down the great grandchildren of Sgt Humiston to try to learn more about the man. One great grandchild is obsessed with leanage; an archaeologist. The other, who inherited Humiston's letters, has tried to donate the letters to a library, and may have lost them. The essay meditates on how some spend their futures exploring the past; others move on. It's an interesting subject, and I learned much from the essay, but it was a bit meandering and didn't get to its point well. 3/5
Taken together, I'd give this book 3.5/5. It's worth the read, and worth reflecting on.