i left my head and my heart on the dance floor
i had an interesting dream last night. at the beginning it featured the running that i've always experienced in my dreams, the constant weaving in and out of turns, trying to find an escape, but every time i think i've come up with a way out, or at least a way to hide, my enemy suddenly becomes faster, stronger, omniscient. the bad guy started out i think the alien from the movies, and then it became a t-rex that shouted "hungry!" ya rly. but unlike all my other running dreams, this time i got out, or the person character that i was playing got out. the t-rex was still inside some building chasing people around, and somehow i had escaped, and now i was trying to convince people on the street that there was t-rex in that building over there trying to eat people, but everyone was so preoccupied with their own missions, that no one paid any attention.
i finally watched solaris friday night. the near 3-hour 1972 version, not the more recent and much shorter george clooney one (though that is on my netflix queue now). i wanted to watch it because the creators of sunshine cited it along with alien, and 2001 as one of the seminal sci-fi classics. but i knew that solaris was not nearly as universally loved as the other two, and that it was long and kinda boring. so it sat in its envelope for five freaking months. i considered sending it back without actually watching it - i should've just burned it, but i already deleted the software to do it because it was taking up too much space on my comp. but i finally got around to it, and yes it was long, and yes it was fucking boring as hell sometimes. when it started i realized that it was in russian and wasn't sure if i had it set to english subtitles or english dubbing, so i waited for someone to speak so i could tell. and i waited. and i waited some more. at one point there were like five to ten minutes spent on just cars driving down the totally not futuristic highway. at least in 2001 there was pretty music or visuals to eat up the time without dialogue or plot, and at least those moments meant something. why do we have to stare at grass floating in a lake? why does it take him so damn long to make his way around this damn space station and stare at absolutely nothing?
but despite all that, i actually found it really interesting. the concept of a planet-sized organism that can go into the minds of its investigators and manifest the people that bring them their greatest guilt was actually kind of on the back burner to the fact there were these people that were real, real as in flesh and blood and thinking and feeling, but weren't actually the people they thought they were, and most likely not even human, and were constructed purely to mess with the heads of these poor scientists. that's some mindfuckery right there. i think i'm going to read the book after i finish with xenocide and children of the mind, especially since the latter of those kind of has the same concept, even though i don't know how much because obviously i haven't read it yet. i just know that in it ender somehow brings to life regenerations of his siblings, which is essentially the same concept.
speaking of which, xenocide is pretty awesome. very talky, even moreso than speaker for the dead. but when the important stuff hits it hits like an emotional sledge hammer, and its particularly heavy because you're completely unaware of how emotionally invested you are until that happens.
and i'm talking to christina about battlestar galactica and blade runner right now via text. and i've been watching darker than black and ergo proxy. i'm in an all out sci-fi mode right now. except for the fact that if avatar wins best picture tonight i'm gonna probably kick something.
i finally watched solaris friday night. the near 3-hour 1972 version, not the more recent and much shorter george clooney one (though that is on my netflix queue now). i wanted to watch it because the creators of sunshine cited it along with alien, and 2001 as one of the seminal sci-fi classics. but i knew that solaris was not nearly as universally loved as the other two, and that it was long and kinda boring. so it sat in its envelope for five freaking months. i considered sending it back without actually watching it - i should've just burned it, but i already deleted the software to do it because it was taking up too much space on my comp. but i finally got around to it, and yes it was long, and yes it was fucking boring as hell sometimes. when it started i realized that it was in russian and wasn't sure if i had it set to english subtitles or english dubbing, so i waited for someone to speak so i could tell. and i waited. and i waited some more. at one point there were like five to ten minutes spent on just cars driving down the totally not futuristic highway. at least in 2001 there was pretty music or visuals to eat up the time without dialogue or plot, and at least those moments meant something. why do we have to stare at grass floating in a lake? why does it take him so damn long to make his way around this damn space station and stare at absolutely nothing?
but despite all that, i actually found it really interesting. the concept of a planet-sized organism that can go into the minds of its investigators and manifest the people that bring them their greatest guilt was actually kind of on the back burner to the fact there were these people that were real, real as in flesh and blood and thinking and feeling, but weren't actually the people they thought they were, and most likely not even human, and were constructed purely to mess with the heads of these poor scientists. that's some mindfuckery right there. i think i'm going to read the book after i finish with xenocide and children of the mind, especially since the latter of those kind of has the same concept, even though i don't know how much because obviously i haven't read it yet. i just know that in it ender somehow brings to life regenerations of his siblings, which is essentially the same concept.
speaking of which, xenocide is pretty awesome. very talky, even moreso than speaker for the dead. but when the important stuff hits it hits like an emotional sledge hammer, and its particularly heavy because you're completely unaware of how emotionally invested you are until that happens.
and i'm talking to christina about battlestar galactica and blade runner right now via text. and i've been watching darker than black and ergo proxy. i'm in an all out sci-fi mode right now. except for the fact that if avatar wins best picture tonight i'm gonna probably kick something.