movies on airplanes
September 1, 2014
I’m back. Trying to find my feet — it was a long, full, eventful trip, and I’m still trying to get all my notes together to write a report. It felt like I was gone for months, but now that I’m home it feels like I never left. Strange. So, until I can figure out what to write about it all, I bring you an edition of Movies on Airplanes; that is, movies watched on tiny screens with bad sound and too many of those little bottles of wine (they’re free on British Airways, you know).
This low-key science fiction flick got a lot of buzz late last year, but I was skeptical, because I remember watching Electric Dreams when I was a kid. But now I’ve seen it, and I thought it was hilarious. The trouble is, I’m not sure it was supposed to be hilarious. There’s actually some very good science fiction going on here, with a reasonable near-future look at a world that is just slightly further along than ours, including mustaches being fashionable and phone OS’s that are smart enough to fall in love. (Or dumb enough to fall in love, which I think may be the message here.) Tell me — was the main character supposed to be sympathetic? Because I thought he was kind of a douche, the kind of person with a great life who always manages to find the black lining to everything. There’s precisely one healthy relationship in the whole movie (featuring Chris Pratt, who I loved seeing after Guardians), and I’m pretty sure the movie was trying to convince me that actual relationships with meat humans is nigh unto impossible. The OS’s — not just Samantha but all of them — eventually realize this and all depart off for some AI utopia of their own making, which is really the smartest thing anyone does in the movie.
Oh, and there’s a magical book deal in the movie, which is when I really started laughing. You know the one I’m talking about: Oh honey, you’re such a genius that a publishing company wants to make a book out of you! Isn’t that great? Here it is! (It so doesn’t work like that. . .not even mentioning the part where everything he’s written for his company is likely work-for-hire owned by either the company or his clients, and not actually available to be published anywhere…)
So yeah. I’m just going to pretend like this whole thing was supposed to be dark comedy. I laughed, anyway.
The Lego Movie
You know what this reminded me of most? Brazil. With product placement. It even had an ear-worm inducing theme song.
(For the record, the 1980’s space Lego were always my favorite. We had a ton of those things.)