The movie Blade Runner is very dear to my heart. It is a treatise on the nature of existence expanding on, and perhaps exceeding the reach of the Phillip K. Dick work which inspired it, Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep? Perhaps I have missed out on some greater subtlety of PKD's work, but the point of DADoES pursues the definition of fake, while Blade Runner instead focuses on what is real. Where the replicants in the novel are sociopathic monsters who emulate emotions solely to gain traction against humans who may hunt them, the humans there rely on machines to dictate their own emotions for them. They dial for "energetic determination" or "six-hour self-accusatory depression." As much as the replicants are machines incapable of real emotion, humans are similarly reliant on a machine to simulate emotion for them. In contrast, the movie's central them is spelled out for us in Deckard's apartment, when Rachel is playing the piano. She professe...
Pretty. Kong is smaller than I thought he'd be, though.
ReplyDeleteYeah, though I like it that way. It will probably be a little easier to get the physics on him to look right, and it definitely keeps the beast more easy to relate to.
ReplyDeleteOkay, totally got a big stiffy. Peter Jackson should be worshipped as some sort of modern demigod/hero.
ReplyDeleteBlah. Sure it's pretty, but it's King Kong and i've seen it before and colorized it frame by frame. I wish he'd done the adaptation of the Lovely Bones that he'd been talking about. If it proves to be better than King Homer, than I might go see it.
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