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Coming reviews!

Not long ago, I plotted a list of movies that I wanted to review in the coming weeks and months. Thus far, I've fulfilled on the two of the first three I promised: Terminator: Salvation and Independence Day. However, the third movie I planned to do (Transformers 2) has dropped from the list. Why review a movie so bad that even the director and lead star admitted that they thought it was a mistake? Especially when there are so many superior movies out there that are more deserving of attention? So, to simplify things, and give myself something that I can stick to, I've prepared the following list of sci-fi movies that I hope to review:

1. Terminator: Salvation (July 7th)

2. Independence Day (July 9th)

3. Blade Runner

4. Dune (1984, and the 2000 miniseries)

5. 2001: A Space Odyssey

6. The Terminator franchise (movies 1 through 3)

7. Alien franchise (movies 1 through 4)

8. A Clockwork Orange

9. Akira

10. Starship Troopers

11. Predator franchise (1, 2, and Predators)

12. Screamers (first in the Philip K Dick lineup)

13. Impostor

14. Paycheck

15. Lord of the Rings (like I said, some fantasy will slip in, and allowances must be made for such classics!)

16. A Scanner Darkly

17. Willow (another fantasy honorable mention)

18. Solaris (the original and the Soderberg remake) – thanks to Tom Sharp for the suggestion!

19. The Adjustment Bureau (finishing off the PKD segment)

20. Inception

21. The Star Wars Trilogy

22. The Star Wars prequels

23. V for Vendetta

24. Avatar

25. District 9

That's a tentative list for now. As the weeks go on, I might feel the need to revise or reshuffle the list, depending on new ideas or just my mood! And as I said earlier, suggestions are welcome and I'll be sure to give a shout out to whoever puts an idea in my head or convinces me to include something I wouldn't have thought of otherwise. In spite of my enthusiasm for science fiction and movies based on popular novels, there are still many authors and hidden gems I have not yet gotten into. So let me know what you think, and moving on! Next up, Blade Runner!

Independence Day!

Welcome back! For my second review, as promised, I will be covering the enduring (ahem) "classic" of Independence Day. Though it has been repeatedly panned by critics, is an undoubted cheese-fest and full of plot holes and Deus Ex Machina plot twists, I have to admit that I actually liked this movie when it first came out. Years later, it remains a sort of guilty pleasure for me, something I routinely poke fun at, but will still sit and watch. If nothing else, its rah rah tempo, stupid one-liners and over the top action are good for a laugh, and maybe a little excitement. Just be advised, taking this movie seriously is not advisable… But, since I gotta review it, I'm going to have to do just that. Wish me luck!

(Background—>)

Not that long ago, while discussing this movie over dinner, some friends mentioned that they thought this was a Michael Bay movie. They were wrong, of course. In truth, Roland Emmerich directed it, but the mistake was understandable. Much like Bay, Emmerich has a reputation for making movies that are all form and special effects, always lacking in depth, plot and character development. To illustrate, here are some of the movies he made after Independence Day: Godzilla (1998), The Patriot (2000), The Day After Tomorrow (2004) and 2012 (2009). In addition, he's also been known to rip off other movies from time to time. Consider the Patriot, which was basically Braveheart meets the American Revolution, or Independence Day's constant borrowing from other sci-fi movies: Star Wars, Close Encounters, War of the Worlds… the list goes on. And in many respects, his later directorial ventures were obvious attempts to recreate the cash cow that Independence Day turned out to be. Still, one can't deny that things kind of came together for him with this movie. But putting its commercial success aside, let's get down to dissecting this bad boy!

(Content—>)

The movie opens with a shot of the Apollo landing site, where a shadow slowly covers Old Glory. The shot then pans to Earth where alien ships begin to slowly move into the frame. With this one shot, the audience is exposed to two of Emmerich's characteristic moves: using landmarks every chance he gets, and ripping off other franchises. Star Wars fans will immediately know what I'm talking about, remember how all the originals began with ships moving into frame from behind the camera? Yeah, well the same thing is happening here. Cut to Earth where dozens of characters, most of whom we'll never see again, are busy talking about the objects moving into Earth orbit. Will Smith (a marine fighter pilot) the president (a former fighter pilot, played by Bill Pullman), and the crazy alcoholic played by Randy Quaid (another former fighter pilot!), and all his other characters are hurriedly introduced, showing how this event is being perceived by the different people all over the country. Here is yet another characteristic Emmerich move, putting way too many people into a movie, most of whom do nothing except say a line to move the plot along, then either die or are never heard from again.

Moving on, the tension begins to build as everyone begins to ask the obvious: what are they doing here? Naturally, we are shown multiple shots of people all over the world reacting, all of them stupid and cheesy. Some people are thrilled, some think they've brought Elvis back, and of course Quaid launches into a drunken rant about how they abducted him way back when (which is apparently why he's a drunk in the first place). Then, in the movie's first totally implausible twist, a cable repair man played by Jeff Goldblum discovers that the aliens are using Earth's satellites to broadcast a countdown signal to all their ships, which are at that moment poised over Earth's major cities (fans of the V series will recognize this is another case of Emmerich ripping off a respected sci-fi franchise!) Anyhoo, Goldblum discovers this, and brings it to the president, who he just happens to have an in with because he ex-wife works for him. He has to, you see, because somehow the government has missed all this. Yes, that's right, the US government, in possession of the best scientific minds and cryptologists thanks to NASA, the NSA, the CIA, etc, failed to notice something a cable repair man picked up on. Emmerich himself seemed to recognize the implausibility of this and wrote in an explanation of sorts. Apparently the signal was "subtle". Yeah, good to know the guy who installs HBO on your home entertainment system is smarter than the guys who send rockets into space and hunt terrorists for a living!

Incidentally, I should take this opportunity to mention all the expository dialogue which takes place within the first thirty minutes. As if it wasn't clear already, we are made blatantly aware of the fact that Goldblum and his ex-wife still love each other, Will Smith is planning on marrying Vivica A Fox, that he wants to go into space (hint hint!) and that the president is a former soldier who can't tell a lie! You know, when you have to actually tell the audience what they are supposed to be feeling, it kind of comes off as lazy. But that's in keeping with Emmerich's style I guess, pictures instead of words and a few quick and cheesy lines instead of slow, gradual character development. Always taking the short route, eh Emmerich?

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In any case, Goldblum warns them, they take him seriously, and the countdown is on! The aliens are clearly going to attack… and then they do! Boom, blam, kapow! The aliens blow up all the landmarks they've chosen to hover over and that we are so familiar with. The Chrysler building, the White House, and… I dunno, downtown LA? Yeah, that shot was kind of devoid of landmarks, but I'm guessing blowing up the Hollywood sign just seemed too over the top for this movie. But showing the Statue of Liberty wrecked and toppled over into New York Harbor in the very next shot did not, apparently. What follows is a desperate fight scene where Will Smith's fighter squadron attacks the LA ship, and in a scene totally ripped off from Star Wars: Return of the Jedi, the entire squadron has to do the whole "pull up, all craft pull up!" thing. Why? The ship has shields, wouldn't you know? And they are about to fly right into them! Naturally, Smith survives, even if his whole squadron, including his wisecracking friend (played by Henry Connick Jr) gets killed. He even manages to take an alien prisoner, knocking him out between one-liners. "I wrecked your plane!" Whack! "Welcome to Earth!" "Now that's what I call a close encounter!" One would think he would be a bit sad that all his friends and comrades just got their asses shot to hell, but whatever man, its Will Smith! People expect a certain amount of cool catch-phrases from the man and he has to deliver. It's in his contract…

Back to Airforce One, where the president, Goldblum, his ex-wife, stereotype dad, and about a half dozen other cardboard stand-ins are talking, we learn that some people knew about these aliens already and kept quiet about it. Even as a teenager when I first saw this, I began thinking to myself "Oh God no, they wouldn't!" But then, they did! Turns out, and in keeping with Emmerich's tendency to take the quick and easy road, Area 51 really does exist, and that it really does house the bodies of those aliens who crash-landed at Roswell in 1947, along with their spacecraft. So naturally, that is where they go. Which also happens to be (holy coincidence!) where Will Smith is heading to at that very moment. Why he would be doing that is something not worth considering, that'd just complicate things at this point. I mean, its not like LA and Area 51 are that far apart, right? Actually, there's about 400 km (or 250 miles) between them. And, as all Marines know, if you get into a dogfight with an alien and happen to take it prisoner, no matter where you are, you should start dragging its carcass to the secret airbase in the middle of the Nevada Desert. Just makes sense! Okay, and in another act of total contrivance, it just so happens that Randy Quaid and a caravan of Winnebagos are heading that way too. So basically, all of the main characters are converging on this one place! How convenient! As if that wasn't enough, as soon as they all get there, Will Smith steals a helicopter, flies back to LA (what happened to all those alien space craft that were shooting their planes down?) and just happens to find Vivica A Fox and the First Lady, who just happened to find each other after the city got flattened. Just how small is LA anyway?

Then, more expository stuff happens. The prez talks to the weird scientist in charge (played by Brent Spiner, aka. Data from Star Trek TNG) about the aliens and their gear. They then do an alien autopsy on the one Smith captured, which goes horribly wrong when it wakes up and has no restraints to contend with (c'mon people!). And the prez talks to it and finds out they want Earth's resources because "they're like locusts". This is just one of many shallow environmental statements made by this movie, but I digress. This prompts them to try and nuke one of the ships, but wouldn't you know it, those darn shields are impervious to thermonuclear weapons too! So Goldblum, after yet another expository speech where Judd talks to him about keeping the faith, comes up with an idea. He decides he's going to infect the alien ship with a computer virus! Not only that, he's going to fly into the alien mothership, Trojan Horse style, along with Will Smith who just happens to know how to fly the recovered alien spacecraft now (for no other reason than because he saw one in action) and upload the virus there and then set off a nuke to disorient them. Where do I start to explain all the things that are totally weak and crappy about this climax?

Well, for starters, it's yet another rip-off, this time of HG Wells' War of the Worlds, where the alien invaders were brought down by actual viruses. But more importantly, there's the sheer implausibility of the whole idea! For example, are we really to believe that a cable repair man, regardless of how much time he spent at MIT, could design a computer virus that would be capable of disabling alien technology? And are we really to believe that Will Smith can fly an alien spacecraft simply because he saw "how it maneuvers"? And let's not forget, the ship is 50 years old at this point, you gotta figure the aliens have transponders or some such thing on their ships. How else would they keep track of them? You'd have to think that they'd see it coming and notice it was reported missing 50 years ago and get a little suspicious. But to ask these questions at this point in the movie would be pointless. Hopefully everyone has realized its just easier not to take it seriously. In any case, everything hinges on their ability to get onto the mothership and upload this virus (wait, how did they even know they could get onto it? Never mind!) and on the ability of the US to coordinate a worldwide counter-attack while the shields are down. Again, Emmerich manages to acknowledge the absurdity of all this by having one of his characters (in this case, the jagoff Secretary of Defense) expresses all kinds of doubts. Emmerich promptly shuts those down by having the prez fire the man, mainly because he's a jagoff! But then again, even Goldblum has his doubts, but Emmerich dismisses them too: "You really think you can fly that thing?" he asks. "You really think you can do all that bullshit you just said?" Nuff said!

In any case, in spite of some predictable road bumps designed to keep the tension up, the plan works. The prez decides to lead the attack… Why? Because he's a pilot, remember? Not to mention a cardboard cut-out hero. Naturally, he gives a speech that is blatantly American, though it attempts to be international in tone. Yeah, America's saving the world, so from now on July 4th will be a global holiday. Yay, American culture conquers the world by saving it! Woo… Oh, and Quaid will be flying too, mainly because all the characters have to be swept up in the same plot tsunami again. Everything seems like it might fail when, whattayaknow, Quaid flies his plane into the alien ship's gun. He gets some personal and comical revenge by killing the bastards that abducted him, and the ship blows up. Now forgetting how stupidly implausible this is (the way to bring down the alien ship is basically the equivalent of plugging the barrel of the gun with your finger???), its also horribly over the top. Of course its the guy who has a family and has been a deadbeat dad up until this point that's going to redeem himself in a final act of self-sacrifice! But the funniest thing is, how quickly everyone forgets about him. "You should be proud of your father," says one of the military men. "I am," says the eldest son, and that's it. No grief, no anger, no denial. He's gone, I'm cool!

To make matters even more implausible, Smith and Goldblum somehow manage to survive, despite the fact that they blew up the alien mother ship with a nuke that sent them hurling towards Earth from the resulting shock wave. And then, in the desert, the balance of the main characters watch flaming debris fall through the atmosphere and Will Smith says to his new son: "I promised you some fireworks, boy!" Yeah, nothing like genocide and falling debris, some so big it could take out an entire city, to put you in the festive spirit! I mean c'mon, I know they were trying to exterminate you, but you don't wipe out an entire race and not feel just the slightest degree of regret or remorse in the process! But again, I'm making the mistake of taking this movie seriously. The big, over the top ending is entertaining, if nothing else, and the big fireworks display only drives the blatant Americanism home. So what the hell! Cue over the top music, and roll credits…

(Synopsis—>)

As I've said already in this review, this movie is a guilty pleasure for me. It's fun, rewatchable, and always good for a laugh. In fact, you might say it was a success for exactly those reasons, and maybe that's what Emmerich himself was going for. Even if the plot is thin as paper, the characters cardboard cut-outs and the dialogue so cheesy it makes you want to laugh out loud, no one can deny that it was some pretty harmless fun. But if his subsequent movies are taken into account, you begin to see a certain pattern in Emmerich's movies that are genuinely bothersome. For instance, his constant use and destruction of famous landmarks and his far too many characters – most of whom are, at best, one-dimensional, at worst, total stereotypes. There's also the massive plot holes, contrivances, and over the top action sequences. But worst of all, it just seems like all of these are shallow attempts at evoking emotion and the goal is just to get to the next action sequence. Every movie he's made since has these exact same elements, and it just seems lazy. Everything always feels rushed, minimal time being dedicated to establishing tension, developing characters, or creating back story before something blows up and people start to die. The destroying of landmarks, killing off hundreds of minor characters at once, relying on one-liners and cheesy dialogue to make people care, it just seems like he's just taking the easy route. In addition, all his movies have the same central theme to them: the lone hero, the outcast or underestimated soul, who somehow knows more than all the experts and manages to see the threat coming, but is ignored. Ultimately, he saves the day, and course, there's always the bit about the girl he loved, lost, and will win back once he saves the day. While this is a rather weak basis for a main character, they are typically the only one in his scripts that ever rise above the status of total caricature.

So, go ahead Emmerich. Count your millions and keep making crap fests. You're hurting no one, so I can bear you no ill will. And besides, you made me laugh and kept me entertained with this first crap fest, so I guess I owe you something. Independence Day: harmless fun, but check your brain at the door.

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Entertainment Value: 8/10!

Plot: 2/10

Direction: 3/10

Total: 6/10

Terminator: Salvation!

Hello and welcome to my first film review! Yes, much like my idea for a beer blog and my desire to write, it seems that a forum and an idea have once again come together and given a chance to express my inane thoughts! Funny how that works, I guess the universe really does have a sense of humor. And as usual, I value feedback and other opinions here, so please feel free to drop a line and offer your own thoughts on all the subject matter I choose to review. After all, good films and cult classics need to be praised, and trashy stuff needs to be trashed! Even if it serves no constructive purpose, its fun! That being said, let's get to my first review…

As promised, I've decided to dedicate my first post to the relatively recent Terminator: Salvation, the fourth and most recent installment in the Terminator franchise. I say most recent (as opposed to say, last) because of the rather shameless hints they dropped that there would be more coming. But more on that later… And, just to be a nice guy, I've also decided to throw in some markers that looks like this (Background—>), (Content—>), (Synopsis—>). This way, you can skip whatever you don't want to read, focus on the content of the movie, or just avoid all the background and read the review part. Yes, I know I'm verbose, but let it never be said I'm not also considerate! So, let's get down to business! Terminator: Salvation!

(Background —>)

When I first heard the film was coming out, I was hopeful. In fact, I was downright excited, seeing as how the last installment (Terminator 3) was a relative flop-fest that seemed totally unnecessary and was generally panned by critics and fans. So in a way, this movie was supposed to do for Terminator what the Dark Knight (also starring Christian Bale) had done for the Batman franchise. My hopes were high, and I can honestly say I was genuinely impressed with the movie for the first hour or so. As promised as hinted at in the previews, it was action-packed and pretty gritty, presenting the world of Judgement Day and the Resistance. And since that's what fans came to see, I began to feel like the movie was doing a good job and delivering on its promises.

Then, the climax came… and all that fell apart. Yep, the movie had the dubious honor of being pretty good up until the ending, and then we are left with a contrived explanation for everything that happened that leaves the viewer thinking, "Really? That's what you're doing with this? REALLY?" That ending left me with a bad taste in my mouth which only managed to fester the further I got away from the theater. What should have been a fun movie that finished off the franchise was instead an contrived, forced story with a heavy-handed message about sacrifice and redemption, with an over the top and totally implausible climax that was somehow meant to be open-ended. This last aspect of the film was especially bothersome, since it felt like a crass attempt to hedge the movie's bets, letting the audience know another movie could be coming, if only this one made enough money. Ick!

But I digress. To recap, this movie was predominately supposed to explain how the resistance took down the machines in the future. That was the whole purpose to the original movies, John Conner leads the resistance to victory, so Skynet decided to send Terminators back in time (three times over) to kill him. In the first two movies, we are dealt a temporal paradox in the form of the original Terminator (played by Arny) and the resistance fighter Kyle Reese. Essentially, the point of both movies was that by sending these warriors back in time to ensure the future, they effectively created it. Kyle Reese became Connor's father, the destroyed Arny machine becomes the basis for Skynet's creations. And in movie two, the characters break with paradox by destroying Skynet and every last trace of the machines. Cool, smart, and virtually seamless, since the rise of the machines was not totally ensured until Arny himself was destroyed, thus no obsessive critic could say "if they blew up Skynet, shouldn't Arny and the T1000 just, like, disappear?" But of course, Arny and the studios decided a third had to be made. Difficult, since the third movie took place after Judgement Day was supposed to have happened (Aug 29th, 1997). How were they to explain this, you say? Simple, they didn't stop it, they only postponed it. It's inevitable, and everything they do in the third movie only ensures that it happens as foretold. Not so smart and seamless, but what the hell? It opened the franchise up again, which was what many fans wanted. Terminator 1 and 2 were box office smashes and critical delights, cult classics and just downright awesome! The studios couldn't end it all there, so one crappy movie to get things rolling again could be seen as forgivable, provided the fourth one put things back on track. Right?

Yeah, well… that might have been the case had the movie delivered on what was supposed to be its aims. One, show the world of the future, post-Judgement Day, where the machines and resistance are battling. Two, explain how Connor and the resistance brought them down, bring us to the point where the Terminators were sent back in the first place. That's all… just work within the framework established by the other movies, don't do anything stupid like try to throw in another paradox story or up the ante with an even bigger crisis! But of course, that's what they did.

(Content—>)

To being, the movie introduces us to Marcus, the convict who gave his body to science via Skynet, we are brought to the future where Connor is a player in the resistance, but not yet its leader. He stumbles onto a facility in an opening action sequence that is cool, but kinda inexplicable (why, for example, did those machines set off a nuke in the distance?) After all that, we are treated to two plot tidbits. One: the raid put the resistance in possession of a master hit list the machines have been compiling, everyone they wanna kill! The name at the top of the list, followed shortly thereafter by Connor's and the names of all the resistance leaders… Kyle Reese! Cue scary music! Oh, and the other tidbit, the resistance has figured out a way to shut the machines down using some kind of high-frequency thing, and they are planning their final strike with it on Skynet itself.

Then, out comes Marcus, the confused and obvious man-machine hybrid. The audience has the benefit of knowing this already, the only question is, what the heck is his purpose? Why was he created and what is he going to do? Well, after wandering from the facility the resistance just attacked, he runs into Kyle Reese. Through him he learns of the resistance and Connor, and then the boy and his little mute friend are captured. He then runs into a resistance fighter, played by the always smoking Moon Bloodgood! A budding romance forms, even though the two have absolutely no chemistry and the whole thing feels forced (but on behalf of men everywhere I think I can safely say, that shower scene was pretty damn hot!) Oh, and speaking of forced, were also treated to some obvious hints that Marcus is, despite his past, a nice man who's looking for redemption. Then, of course, the wandering continues and they get back to the resistance base, where Connor just happens to be, and Marcus' secret is out just as soon as he steps on a landmine. HE'S A MACHINE! (more scary music!)

Now Connor is left to ponder over the mystery of the man. Here a Terminator has been walked right into his lair, is telling him he needs their help to rescue the kid who will grow up to be Connor's father. The kid is currently in the machines HQ, and an attack on that place is impending. We can smell the crisis looming at this point, as we are all are aware that if the attack is carried out and Kyle dies, that Connor will never exist and the machines will win. Things are beginning to make sense. So what does Connor do? Let's Marcus go because he thinks he has a shot and getting into the Skynet base, and follows him in himself, after he's given all resistance cells who listen to his pirate radio broadcasts a message not to follow their orders and hold off on the attack. And with Marcus inside the facility, things finally come together. Some programming things takes over, he wakes up after being repaired by the machines, and the big, mean Skynet computer lets him in on everything.

And, as I said before, the explanation is bunk! The part about the "signal" was kind of neat, its a Trojan Horse, you see. Instead of actually shutting down the machines, its a tracking signal which the machines are now using to locate all the resistance's positions and destroy them. But the rest? Bunk! I know at this point they want tplo make us think that all hope is lost so we start caring and get all emotionally involved, but man, what a stupid attempt at tying all the loose threads together! It simply made no sense: Marcus was designed with the foresight that a man-machine hybrid would somehow manage to wander the desert, find Reese, find Connor, and deliver them both to Skynet so they could be killed? That was his purpose from the beginning, and what seemed like coincidences was in fact Skynet pulling his strings? Really? I mean, aside from seeming highly contrived and way too convenient, the explanation is devoid of logic! If the machines wanted to do what they've done many times over now and send out a machine to get Connor, and by extension Reese, why not just program him to kill them? Hell, they had Reese in their clutches within the first hour of the movie, why not kill the boy on site? He was top of their hit list for Christ sakes, and Connor's father, so why not shoot him then and there? Wouldn't that make Connor disappear from the face of the Earth, make their victory inevitable? But even more nonsensical was the fact that Marcus, now supposedly under Skynet's control, reaches into his neck and yanks out the chip in there, cutting his strings, and then goes off to save them both. A chip in his neck? That's how Skynet controlled him? Why not his brain? Why not somewhere where he couldn't get it? In fact, what the hell was the point in letting him keep his brain and heart, but turning them rest of him into hardware? The flesh I can understand, you gotta put a facade on his exterior. And even keeping his brain intact could be seen as a way of making sure he retained his humanity, that way no one would guess he was an AI by his total lack of feeling… but the rest of him? Well, with the heart, that was just an obvious Deus ex Machina which comes out at the end. But once again, I'm getting ahead of myself…

The other problem I had with this ending was obvious. How does Skynet know how things are supposed to unfold? I know that at this point in the story, everyone knows about the prophecies and the future, as told by Connor, but he has all this knowledge because he was told about it by those who were actually THERE! Kyle Reese told his mom what was to come and she told him, simple! The machines, they got no crystal balls, they got no people from the future telling them how its going to be. So how do they know Reese is Connor's father? How do they know Connor is the one who will destroy them? How, for that matter, co they know that they've repeatedly failed to "get John Connor" as Skynet puts it? It wasn't until Connor and the resistance had them on the ropes and were delivering the final death blow that Skynet even decided to send Terminators back in time, as we are told in the first movie. So really, how does Skynet know anything? Some explanations of how they figured this out might have actually helped tie things together more plausibly, in my opinion. Not to mention some indication of how they building a time machine in the first place to send Terminators back in time. It's been foretold, so shouldn't the machines be actively working on that? Wouldn't now be the time for Connor to send Reese into the machine so he can go back and do what he was supposed to do, i.e. save his mother's life, knocking her up with him in the process? Ah, whatever, there's enough wrong with this movie without over-thinking things. Let's just get to the end!

So, to summarize, Connor rescues Reese, Marcus rescues Connor, and they decide to set the machines fuel cells to explode. These just happen to sitting around since the base is also a factory where the Terminators are built. And to top off this unlikely ending, the resistance flies in to their rescue and everyone is pulled out before Skynet goes boom! Ugh! If its so easy to get into Skynet, why the hell didn't they do it before? Shouldn't this big, important base have some kind of… oh, I don't know, defenses??? In fact, we already got to see these big gun towers protecting the place when Marcus walked in. What the hell happened to them. A quick scene or one line of dialogue, say you had a hard time punching through, or Marcus and Connor somehow disabled them from the inside! Show some people dying or some such shit, it's not that hard! Don't just have your heroes kick in the front door and walk out like it was no big deal! Then, back at the resistance base, the medics declare Connor will die. Hold on, I thought, were they really going to kill him off now? Now that they won, were they going to sacrifice their main character? Such a move can only be considered risky and respectable, but of course, they didn't! Remember Marcus' real human heart? Yeah, well, he decides to commit the ultimate act of sacrifice by giving it to Connor, thus fulfilling his final shot for redemption. Personally, I would have thought saving Connor and Reese the first time and ensuring the machines lost the war would have done it, but what do I know? Then, in a final crappy move, Connor has a voiceover explaining that in spite of the fact that the big bad machine that controls all the machines is dead, there is still danger. In the form of Skynet's "Global Network", which they still have to take down. What the hell man? Wasn't the whole idea that taking down the central AI would knock out the machines everywhere? Why is there more to do if you just whacked their nerve center? Did you really think the audience would be screaming out for more, or was that just in case the studio decided to squeeze the franchise for more blood down the road?

(Synopsis—>)

Okay, to be fair, there were some things I liked about this movie. The action sequences, for one. We did get to see some pretty cool scenes where Gatling-gun toting Terminators shot up the streets, and HK's doing aerial combat and big towering tanks blowing shit up. And the robot bikes and other assorted killing machines were neat as well. But those strengths were not played upon nearly enough in this movie. Also, the homages that were paid to the originals: Marcus doing the whole "you hit me, I look at you angrily before taking you down" thing that Arny perfect in movie two, Bale saying "I'll be back", the scene with Guns and Roses music and him riding a bike, the cameo by the Arny-bot; those were all pretty cool too. But none of that could save this movie from its forced ending, its heavy-handed theme of redemption, or the fact that the movie should have ended with Skynet being destroyed. The romance story is also pretty stiff, the actors themselves just don't have the right kind of chemistry to sell it, and the dialogue between them is pretty damn cheesy. Marcus: "I'm not a good man!" Moon Bloodgood: "You are, you just don't know it yet…" Yeah… yeah. But what was the most disappointing was that instead of redeeming the franchise after Terminator 3, the movie ended up doing the same thing, cashing in on the franchise with a movie that was all flash and little substance. I could be wrong, maybe that was their intention from the beginning. But it seemed to me that the whole point of making a fourth movie was to end the series with a bang. Instead, we got a whimper and were openly told we could expect more, should they decide to make another. I don't know about you, but if they do decide to make T5, I'll wait to download. That's right, I won't even rent it! Take that, money-grubbing studios!

Terminator Salvation: 2.5/5

Of Sci-Fi Movie Reviews!

Today, I made an important decision with regards to this blog of mine. After much consideration, I have decided to include science fiction movie reviews to the lineup. Why? Because I love reviewing movies! Because there are countless sci-fi movie classics that rival the written word. And because many books have been adapted to film, with notable differences from the original text that deserve mention. And because I said so, dammit! It's my blog and I can do what I want! Uh, but feel free to read them and have your say as well. Nothing more fun than comparing opinions on movies I loath and love, especially sci-fi one. Can you say Nerdgasm?

So to get this ball rolling, I'd like to dedicate my first review to a movie that is both relatively recent and relevant… Terminator: Salvation! Yes, the final installment (so far) in the Terminator franchise will be the first ball thrown out in this game! So stay tuned for the full-length review, coming out tomorrow! Followed shortly thereafter by Independence Day and Transformers 2: Revenge of the Fallen. Yep, I plan to eviscerate them, one at a time! Also, if anyone has any requests, send them my way. As long as its science fiction (fantasy welcome too), its fair-game. Nerdgasms for all!

1984: the year that wasn't (Phew!)

To finish off this review of the two great satires that encapsulated the 20th century: 1984, George Orwell's distopian vision of a totalitarian future. As I've said many times in the course of this thread, there has been an ongoing debate as to which vision of the future came true, and it appears that Huxley's was the one that proved to be more accurate. But as I said in the previous post, the era in which the books were written had much to do with their divergence of opinion. And ultimately, it was the course of history that proved Orwell wrong and vindicated Huxley. But then again, your book was a stern warning and a cautionary tale, not meant to come true was it? Damn straight, so let's move on…

And as I also spoke about in the previous post (at great length), Brave New World was written within the context of the 1920′s as a satire on Fordism, commercialism, mass-consumption, leisure, propaganda, and the American Way. Beginning in the early 20th century, shorter hours and better pay, coupled with aggressive marketing strategies that targeted the working class, was seen as the means to tame an increasingly unmanageable workforce, not to mention immigrants. In addition, it ensured the creation of a new consumer base, on that could fuel ongoing economic growth and industrial expansion. Win-win! Well, sort of… Then, as now, the most effective way to steer workers away from radical organizations and immigrants away from their traditional cultures was seen to be the combination of nationalism and commercialism, consumption advertised as a way to achieve the American Dream of prosperity and acceptance.

But by Orwell's time, a new demon had emerged that threatened to extinguish human freedom. The roaring twenties, a time when bribing the workers seemed both enlightened and possible, ended abruptly with Black Tuesday and the crash of the New York Stock Exchange. Mass unemployment, desperation, drought; all these led to the radicalization of society and the rise of totalitarian ideologies. For the first time since the Age of Revolution, human beings appeared willing to surrender their freedom in exchange for security and a better life. On the one hand, many intellectuals and workers found a likely candidate in the Soviet Union, the home of Marxist-Leninism and the global crusade against capitalism. Other people, from all walks of life, turned to a strange and often contradictory political philosophy at the other end of the spectrum, a philosophy known as fascism. This polarization tore many countries apart, with different segments of society turning on each other to the point of Civil War. This trend continued well into, and even after, World War II. The Age of Extremes was born!

Which brings us to George Orwell, an intellectual and writer who turned to socialism at a young age and saw it as a cure to the ills of traditional liberal-democracy. After years of championing reform in England, he joined the international brigades and went off to fight in the Spanish Civil War. Like many intellectuals who looked favorably to the Russian example, he quickly became disillusioned with Soviet Communism, witnessing firsthand its methods and motivations in the field. The Great Purges, in addition to leading to the death of millions of Russians, had the effect of alienating countless intellectuals who had turned to Russia for inspiration just years before. Those who had visited Russia were especially appalled. The liquidation of the Kulaks, the Show Trials, the Great Terror, the constant purging of political dissidents; all of this convinced people just how precious human freedom was, and how flawed social theories that claimed "scientific infallibility" were.

During the war, Orwell became further disillusioned by the growing trend of authoritarianism in his own and other democratic countries. While he initially approved of the process of "socializing" the economy, a necessity in a time of total war, it soon became clear to him that the process of censoring information, controlling industry, and using war as a means to keep the population united and compliant. These themes were all central to 1984, a book that takes place in a futuristic London that very much resembles the city during the time of "The Blitz". And just like in World War II, England (renamed Airstrip One, part of the global state of Oceania) is at war with another global power named Eurasia. The war dominates the lives of the people, with all aspects of society being slaved towards the need for victory. Industry, security, information, education, and even record keeping; all of these are controlled by The Party, Orwell's satirical rendition of the Communist Party of the Soviet Union, the only power in the one-party state that has been in power as long as anyone can remember.

Society is rigidly divided between the Inner Party, the executive branch who's membership is secret, the Outer Party that is made up of bureaucrats and government workers, and the Proles, the proletariat who have no access to the levers of power or any understanding of how it is exercised. Three institutions dominate Oceania, the Ministry of Love (responsible for breaking the will of dissidents), the Ministry of Truth (responsible for misinformation and propaganda) and the Ministry of Peace (reponsible for war). In keeping with this backwards appraisal of all things, the three slogans which embody the state's power are War is Peace, Freedom is Slavery, Ignorance is Strength. And above all else, the ever-watchful state is embodied by "Big Brother", a frightening yet somehow comforting caricature represented by a man with cold, dark eyes and a big, black mustache (echoes of Joseph Stalin and the cult of personality). The war, as we find out, is ongoing, the shortages and fear it inspires constant. The people are taught that the war has always been, and always with the same enemy, regardless of the fact that the enemy frequently changes. Thanks to the Party's control over information, No one knows whats really happening or whether or not a war is even taking place beyond their borders. Thanks to the Party's censorship of all records, no one knows the true course of history or how they got to where they are. When a person disappears and is purged, no one knows if they ever really existed thanks to the Party's control of all census data. Hell, thanks to the Party, no one even knows if it is 1984 at all…

Enter the main character, Winston, a man who remembers something of what life was like before the revolutions and the ongoing war. He is searching for answers, a search which leads him to his love Julia, a woman who enjoys sex, contrary to what women are taught in Oceania. The two then meet up with a man named O'Brien, a member of the Inner Party who is apparently a member of the resistance as well. In Oceania, the resistance is a clandestine group that is led by a figure known as Goldstein, a man who embodies all things evil and treasonous as far as the state is concerned (echoes of the Nazi campaign against "The Jew"). Through O'Brien, Winston and Julia are given a taste of freedom and a copy of Goldstein's manifesto which explains how the Party seized and exercises power. Satisfied with the who, what, when, and where of it all, Winston is left with only one question: why? I.e. why did the Party take power, why do they exercise it so brutally and repressively, and why do they want force humanity to live a constant state of war and fear?

In the end, Winston and Julia are betrayed and sent to the Ministry of Love. Winston soon meets O'Brien again, and realizes he was betrayed, that there is no resistance, and that O'Brien and the Inner Party were the ones who wrote Goldstein's manifesto. After being tortured and forced to confess his treason, Winston is given the answer he seeks. The Party, O'Brien claims, is interested in power, power for its own ends, the power to tear up minds and remake them however they see fit. The main difference between the Party and others like it in the past is that the Party has no illusions of why it does what it does. Then, to complete the process of torture and brainwashing, O'Brien and the Ministry of Love force Winston to betray Julia rather than undergo his worst fear (in Winston's case, being eaten alive by rats). When its all over, Winston ends up at the same cafe he saw in an old photograph he was ordered to destroy, a photo where old Party members who were purged were seen sitting right before they were killed. In this way, we know that Winston is about to die, but not before he says good-bye to Julia, they confess that they sold each other out under the pressure of torture, and he undergoes the terrifying transformation to become what the Party wants him to be: a loyal and loving servant of Big Brother.

I tell ya, this book scared the crap out of me when I first read it! It was so gripping that I read the bulk of it in two sittings, (something unheard of for me) and took its many lessons to heart. Foremost amongst these was the message that human freedom is precious, that empathy and feeling are what make us human, and that the last thing we should do with our minds is surrender them to those promising us deliverance from our suffering and an earthly paradise. I am thus far relieved that his predictions did not come true, for it is how 1984 came to be that is very important, and often overlooked in my opinion. In essence, Orwell feared that the process of total war would continue well into a third world war, that society would be destroyed by nuclear bombs and then overthrown by radical revolutions, and that the world would descend into a series of totalitarian regimes that had learned from the failures of others and could therefore not be overthrown as the others had. But lucky for us, World War III didn't happen (yet), democratization and socialization spread in western nations, and the Cold War ended. Fears of a totalitarian future have been renewed since 9/11 and the "War on Terror", but these fears have served to demonstrate how important and enduring Orwell's vision was.

In a way, Orwell was a more effective satirist than Huxley in that his vision did not come true. Which, after all, was why he wrote it, wasn't it? The whole point of cautionary tales is that people avoid what they're being cautioned about, right? RIGHT? Orwell sought to warn the people of his day what could very well be coming, what could come from the scourges of total war, the desire for security, revolutionary justice, and putting one's faith in ideologies that promise an earthly utopia. In many respects, its a credit to you that people have to turn to Huxley's vision to identify the sources of their oppression. It means you did your job!

So thank you George Orwell, and rest in peace knowing that the world is still safe from 1984… so far!

Brave New World Revisited

As a follow-up to my last post, I wanted to delve into the two great satire-epics in more detail. First up, the satire that came true: Brave New World! And as the title says, I would also like to include a little commentary on the thoughtful essay that capped off his thoughts about his magnum opus, its reception, its enduring legacy, and the themes it addressed. There were so many, so where do I begin?

For starters, the central premise in his work: that humanity would be controlled through amusement and pleasure, not fear or brutality. Without a doubt, his commentary was based on the age in which it was written (American society of the 1920′s), an age in which amusement was seen as the cure to all social ills. It might even ventured that if he wrote it a little later, say, during the 30′s and 40′s during the age of totalitarianism and total war, he might have thought differently. One could make this case, but whether by circumstance or design, he ended up being right. In the post-war era, with the death of Soviet Communism, the extension of democracy and the growth of the middle class throughout the industrialized world, it seemed that the forces of repression would need to be more creative if they were going to control the hearts of minds of the people. And, in many respects, they succeeded. With the advent of television, mass advertising, mass consumption, deregulation, globalization, outsourcing, the decline of job security, unions, public broadcasting, and the concentration of industry and information into fewer and fewer hands, personal freedom once again appears to be threatened by the forces of repression and conformity. In fact, in many ways, life today is beginning to resemble life in the 1920′s when Huxley wrote his book. Funky coincidence huh?

But enough background! Let's get specific. Brave New World opens on the facility where selective breeding takes place under the watchful eye of Mustaffa Mond, one of the ten leaders of the world and the Director of Hatcheries and Conditioning. It is quickly made clear that in Huxley's world, the World State as its known, all people are predetermined before they are even born. Those who do manual labor are specifically designed for it, their size, physical and intellectual capacities tailored to that purpose. Alphas are the top of the line people, tailored for intellectual work and management, Gammas and Epsilon's perform the most menial tasks, and Betas and Deltas do all the stuff in between (middle-management and processing, I guess!) In this way, class conflict and expectations are eliminated, no one can feel unhappy with their vocation because they can expect nothing better, and to just to make sure readers are catching on to the subtlety of this assembly-line birthing process, the people in this future revere Henry Ford and cross their chest with a large T when uttering his name. Henry Ford, the man who invented the assembly line and the concept of unskilled labor, who reduced his workers to cogs in the machine, and then bought their loyalty by cutting their hours and increasing their pay. Some saw these as enlightened reforms and Ford as humanitarian; but other, smarter people, saw it for what it was: an attempt at making his workers passive consumers! And what was good for Ford was good for all industrial giants, America soon followed suit and the age of plenty was born! A fitting social commentary, but I'm getting off track here.

Another element that is used to control society are "Feelies", and like many things in the novel, it took some historical context to teach me the true genius of this concept. You see, at the turn of the century, the relatively new phenomena known as motion pictures were called "movies" (get it?). When sound was incorporated, the term "talkies" came to be used. Sensing the trend, Huxley came up with the idea of "Feelies", films where the audience were wired into the theater so they could feel everything happening to the actors. Clever! And then there's the designer drug Soma, a chemically non-addictive substance that people are actually encouraged to use, the process of which is known as "going on holiday". Whenever people are frustrated, sad, depressed, anxious, restless, or angry, they are encouraged through conditioning and slogans to take their Soma and bliss out. Echoes of antidepressants perhaps? Speaking of conditioning, Huxley sought to portray the forces of commercialism by once again taking things to the next level. In addition to signs, radio jingles, and pervasive ads, people are conditioned from an early age through sleep conditioning to consume, use Soma, and follow the rules of the World State. One such rule is that everyone belongs to everyone else, including in the Biblical sense. Yes, in this world, promiscuity is encouraged and orgies are commonplace, all to keep people satisfied and avoid the pitfalls of monogamous relationships, which include jealousy, infidelity, and crimes of passion.

Thanks to all these measures, society is kept controlled and everyone is happy. Well, almost (here comes the plot!) Enter into this world an Alpha named Bernard Marx (recalling the venerable Karl) who is unhappy with society since he does not fit in. His discontent with all things is often blamed on the fact that he is a bit stunted and maladjusted, the result of a mistake rumored to have happened while he was still in the test tube. His partner Lenina (as far as that is possible in a promiscuous society) is more the traditional sort, and the object of desire for multiple main characters. Together, they visit a Reservation, where the so-called Savages who do not belong to the world state reside. Here, they meet John, the lovechild of a former Alpha who got knocked up and was forced to live out her life on a Reservation in former Mexico. When they find him and speak of their world, which he knows about only through stories his mother told him, he decides to return with them. But, much to his chagrin, he does not fit in in this Brave New World either. Lenina and he are incapable of forging a relationship, despite mutual attraction, because of their different values. In John's world, his views on love having been shaped largely by Shakespeare and traditional "Savage" values, love is monogamous and righteous. In Lenina's, love is free and cheap, and to be shared openly.

By the end, all the non-conformists are forced to leave, Bernard and his free-thinking friend are forced to live in exile. Lenina goes back to the world she knows, having been rejected and even beaten by John, and John exiles himself to the countryside to live a simple life. But the forces of civilization won't leave him alone, they chase him to his new dwelling at an abandoned lighthouse and demand he entertain them. Things get a little violet, the crowd is doused in Soma gas (a standard tactic during a riotous event in the World State), and John and the people engage in a drugged-inspired orgy. When he wakes up, he's overcome with guilt, realizes he will never be left alone, and hangs himself. A sad and fitting ending, the boy who could not function in either the "civilized" or free world resorting to the only out he can think of. Between barbarism and insanity, death appears to be the only option.

In hindsight, Huxley said that he wished he could go back and revise Brave New World, offer some third options and potential solutions other than suicide. For example, he hoped that the idea of the colony of exiles could have been developed more, where free-thinking people could have come up with some solutions to the problems of insanity and barbarism, civilization and its discontents. But arguably, this way was much more effective. In the end, the point of how a "utopian society" crushes the will of sensitive, thinking individuals, how it does not suffer challengers or people do not see eye to eye with it. And lets not forget that good art needs to frighten and offend sometimes in order to make its point. Letting people down easy just waters down the message. At least I think so. So writers remorse aside, I'd say Huxley's vision was well-rendered in his book and needs no revisions.

And its ingenious really, regardless of whether or not history has proven his vision to be the more accurate one. Because in truth, the totalitarian age, if it taught us anything, was that human beings cannot be forced into anything for long. In order for people to surrender their freedom, they need to be made to do so willingly, and that takes fear and/or the promise of something better. In addition, it also taught us that totalitarian regimes can only truly thrive in underdeveloped corners of the world where they benefit from ignorance, poverty, and a long history of abuse. And even then, they cannot last indefinitely. Modern, developed countries that boast high rates of literacy and take things like mass media for granted require a more subtle approach when it comes to tyranny and social control. Power can never be exercised by a single man, woman or institution, and it cannot be overt. It must take place behind the scenes, where prying eyes cannot easily go, and excesses and abuses cannot easily be proven. Similarly, punishment must be equally subtle, meted out in ways that are either covert or even appear to be benign or beneficial (aka. therapy, mental hospitals, doping, etc). And above all, measures must be taken to ensure that citizens are kept happy, or at least that the majority are kept happy while the rest are kept marginalized and divided. And last of all, there has to be ways to channel or dissuade discontent. Campaigns and institutions that put a happy face on bad things are a good example, as are offices that give the illusion of making a difference or fighting the system, when in fact they are serving it.

Brave New World, ladies and gentlemen! Not as good a read as 1984, but definitely more accurate and prophetic in terms of its vision. Take that, Henry Ford! You and your little Model T too!

1984 vs. Brave New World

Whenever I'm confronted by a virtual bookshelf or asked to list my favorite authors, I always make sure that George Orwell and Aldous Huxley are ranked among the top 10. Both of these men were immensely influential for me, inspiring not only my love of literature but also my desire to write. In that, I am hardly alone. Literally millions of people list these men as major influences, claiming that 1984 and/or Brave New World had a huge impact on their personal and/or intellectual development. It is probably for these reasons that I love teaching them so much, they're just so chock full of all the elements a literary teacher likes to get into! Picture a quarry full of gold nuggets, one that never runs out and pays out for every new person who's willing to mine it, and you've got a good idea of what these books are like.

Geez, was that sycophantic enough for ya? Okay, both books have their share of weakness too, and while I must admit that 1984 was certainly better structured and more serious than Brave New World, arguably it is the latter which proved to be more accurate. This is another aspect of these two books which has helped to establish their timeless nature: both are distopian visions of the future, both are works of satire that – like all works of satire – were set in the future but were really about the times in which they were written. And, most importantly, both were extremely critical of the day and age they were written in, addressing the many ways in which freedom was being suppressed. But since their approaches and their visions contrasted heavily , future generations were left to debate: which came true?

Huxley sought to answer this question himself in his essay "Brave New World Revisited". Naturally, he thought that it was his vision that proved more accurate, but of course he'd say that! It was his vision! He also had the advantage in that Orwell had died shortly after writing his magnum opus so he wasn't exactly around to rebut. But alas, Huxley's contemporaries and subsequent generations of scholars tend to agree with him. Between a future where humanity is controlled by a series of brutal dictatorships who suppress free thought and control their citizens through the destruction of language, the rewriting of history, and the constant manipulation of emotions, and a future where humanity belongs to a global state where people are made compliant through pleasure and conditioning, it is arguably the latter which came true. The jury is still out, and the trial never ends, but right here, right now, Huxley's vision is still taking the lead.

Of course, a few years ago, proponents of the 1984 school of thought believed the odds might have been tipped in Orwell's favor thanks to the rise of the Bush administration, Afghanistan and Iraq, domestic spying and the controlled paranoia of orange alerts and patriotic orthodoxy. However, with the worsening situation in Iraq, Hurricane Katrina, and a series of blatant scandals, each one a "slow-bleed" on Bush's approval rating, those fears were put to rest. With every passing month after the 2004 election, it seemed that Bush's "War on Terror", which many believed to be little more than a justification for waging war on American civil liberties or launching a global neo-con agenda, was doomed to fail. So once again, the pendulum swung back to Huxley. Thank God too! I don't know about you, but between Feelies and Soma on the one hand and he Thought Police and Room 101, I'll take being amused to death over being brutalized to death any day!

Naturally, the debate shall continue, most likely well into the "information age", a time in which new ways and opportunities for encouraging social cohesion or suppressing human freedom will present themselves. But it is such a good debate isn't it? Not only is it fun, from an intellectual standpoint anyway, but it also forces us to confront the ways in which our personal, intellectual, and creative freedoms are not being addressed, by circumstance or design. It forces us to take stock of our society and think of ways with which we could address the ways in which our governments and even we as a people fall short. It forces us to think for ourselves, which, I don't know about you, but to me seems to be the point of these novels in the first place. For it is only in individual thought and the freedom to do so that any kind of social control or attempts to make us compliant fail. Well, that and armed rebellion, but this way is much cleaner, I think you'll agree!

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Of Great Sci-Fi (and other non-affliated) Quotes:

Recently, I've taken to posting quotes by the great science fiction authors on twitter. Most are from the authors I draw the most inspiration from, others are just from people I admire and who offered some wisdom along the way. Like a true nerd, I keep these things in a file on my computer, adding to it every time I find a new one or think up one myself. Might sound odd but I find it useful, it offers fresh inspiration and perspective whenever I've hit a wall or am not sure how a piece of writing is turning out. Today, I thought I'd share a few of the gems that have really inspired me over the years. To be fair, some of them are not science-fiction related, or even by authors; they're just moments of brilliance captured in an utterance. Here are a few:

"We sit atop a sort of anthill of technologies. At the bottom there's fire, and growing cereal grains, and learning to store cereal – all those things that people have to store edible energy and start building cities. Not that we're the crown of creation; we are at the crown of technological creation at any given moment."

-William Gibson during an interview after writing "Pattern Recognition"

"It's impossible to move, to live, to operate at any level without leaving traces, bits, seemingly meaningless fragments of personal information."

"The future has already arrived. It's just not evenly distributed yet."

"Cyberspace. A consensual hallucination experienced daily by billions of legitimate operators, in every nation, by children being taught mathematical concepts…"

"When I began to write fiction that I knew would be published as science fiction, [and] part of what I brought to it was the critical knowledge that science fiction was always about the period in which it was written."

". . . the street finds its own uses for things."

-Other tidbits from Gibson, who's nothing if not prolific in his observations!

"The difference between stupid and intelligent people—and this is true whether or not they are well-educated—is that intelligent people can handle subtlety. They are not baffled by ambiguous or even contradictory situations—in fact, they expect them and are apt to become suspicious when things seem overly straightforward."

-Neal Stephenson, "The Diamond Age"

"Ronald Reagan has a stack of three-by-five cards in his lap. He skids up a new one: "What advice do you, as the youngest American fighting man ever to win both the Navy Cross and the Silver Star, have for any young marines on their way to Guadalcanal?"

Shaftoe doesn't have to think very long. The memories are still as fresh as last night's eleventh nightmare: ten plucky Nips in Suicide Charge!

"Just kill the one with the sword first."

"Ah," Reagan says, raising his waxed and penciled eyebrows, and cocking his pompadour in Shaftoe's direction. "Smarrrt–you target them because they're the officers, right?"

"No, fuckhead!" Shaftoe yells. "You kill 'em because they've got fucking swords! You ever had anyone running at you waving a fucking sword?"

-Stephenson, "Cryptonomicon". One of the funniest written passages I've ever read, and fitting because it puts Reagan in his proper, historically accurate place!

"I just think talk of suffering should be left to those who've actually suffered."

-Jack (a former First Nations student I knew. As soon as he said it, I knew that I had just heard one of the smartest things ever said by anybody anybody, ever!)

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