I call it Manbearpig.
I call it Manbearpig.
I can agree with that to an extent, though I’d argue the highest version number of any *humans on Earth right now could, at most, be 1.2—and that’s only in the case of *humans who’ve augmented their neural systems in some notable way. And I don’t mean nootropics (welcome to the triumph of the Placebo Effect)—I mean…
It’s little touches like this that really make films come alive to me.
To quote one of my alltime favourite stories, Michael Swanwick’s “Radiant Doors”:
Dua Thoth, I can’t wait!
It was still a complete disaster...just not a financial one.
Here’s to hoping it isn’t absolutely godawful too.
YES! That is the best, most accurate description I’ve yet read.
Truth! Godzilla, the Stay-Puft Marshmallow Man, and Cloverfield are my three giant favourites of all time. :) King Kong doesn’t quite count, because even though Kong was big, he wasn’t kaiju-sized.
Oh, gods, the tacit dualism in some of this babble is just sickening. The mind is a pattern—an incredibly complex pattern, yes, but still measurable, codeable, and emulateable given enough time to make a proper scan of the brain’s connectome map as well as chemically “backed-up” memories in the individual neurons.
This film was effin’ trash. It was little more than a bad disaster-in-space movie a la Geostorm with a little watered-down Event Horizon added to the mix. The scenes on Earth, the monster...all that stuff just felt like extraneous crap tacked on to pad out an otherwise too-short, too-stupid film—kinda like Post-It…
I AM VERY EXCITE!
I like Dirk Diggler and Reed Rothchilds’ version of the song a little better.
I enjoyed the books greatly, and this film certainly looks pretty damn awesome, even though it seems to have only the slimmest connection to the books. However, I loved the World War Z movie, and it was little more than a variation on a theme presented in the novel—but for what it was, it was quite well-done and…
I’m so stoked for this film! Adam’s a good cat, and even though Last Days is my favourite novel by him, The Ritual is a VERY close second.
Takeshi Kovacs is not Asian. He’s not even Terran. His homeworld was settled by a mixture of Japanese and Czech folks who have looooooooong since merged into a single culture. Not that it even matters, because your sleeve is interchangeable. Ethnic identity is completely irrelevant in the future of Altered Carbon.
All fine films! I particularly loved Exit and, surprisingly, The Osiris Child, which was a delightful return to big-concept/low-budget ‘80s scifi action films.
I was pleasantly reminded of Robert McCammon’s story “I Scream Man.”
Though this looks nothing like the original novel now, it still looks cool! And that’s all I care about.
Larry’s always welcome to come chill at my place. He’ll find himself in good company. :)