Maybe this explains a lot. I was watching Blade Runner last night, and in a scene I’d forgotten in detail, Rachael fails Deckard’s empathy test by her non-reaction to these words: “eating raw oyster and boiled dog.” Hey, it’s just what’s for dinner.
Of course, it assumes that there is some kind of universal antipathy to eating dog, when it’s clearly a cultural thing, so it wasn’t really a fair test of whether or not she was human. And of course, I don’t think that Obama could stand up to Harrison Ford in a fight for more than a couple seconds, even now.
We have great news about the music in Charlie and Wendy. After talking with some of the band members for the last few weeks, DEVO has become involved with the film. A song by DEVO will be played during the opening and closing credits. The song works perfectly for the film. We are big fans of DEVO and many movies their music has been used in (especially by Wes Anderson). We are lucky to have them on board and are excited about using the song in the movie.
They still have a ways to go, but are off to a good start.
Barring spectacular reviews, I’m not inclined to see it. Of course, I haven’t seen the second and third Alien movies, either. I didn’t like the first one that much. I view this as more in the horror than SF genre, and I’m not a fan.
Rest in peace. I hadn’t seen him in years, but used to occasionally in the eighties at various LA space events. He wasn’t as big an influence on me as a kid as Heinlein and Clarke, but I read all his books. Of course, as he often said himself, he wasn’t a science fiction writer.
Some amusing thoughts from Mark Steyn on how Americans have been propagandized into dramatically overestimating the number of homosexuals in our midst.
This is a good obit, but it’s a little strange that the only video they have of someone dubbed the father of flat picking is Deep River Blues, which he finger picks.
[Update a few minutes later]
Here’s a good example of his flatpicking, with Black Mountain Rag. Notice the key change midway through. This is also a good example of my long-standing thesis that this is a form of jazz.
If UPS would run an ad saying, we don’t do singing animals and sustainability — we just get your package there on time at a lower cost, I’ll use you every effing time. Unfortunately, I had to get something somewhere after three on Saturday by Monday, and only Fedex could do it.