The rocks merged with the sulphurous horizon.
The blazing red giant,his sole companion, witness to the fireworks
Collision on M31
The air rising with the dust
If he could shed a tear it would have dispersed like the final rain scattered for all the time
That was left
As he looked thru those dry and weathered eyes
Lit by the spiralling purple glow
Of an atmosphere consumed
In a whirlwind of ablution.
So lay Lisac
The last mortal speck of humanity on spaceship Earth falling into Andromeda’s glittering oceans.
“So you are the c**t?”
“i am He”
“But I am she, and s before m during S&M”
“you are too clinical,too steely,too precise …you shall never deliver your cause”
“My cause is only me and that is mine to cause because I am the cause”
“Precisely..too male for a female”
“And you are too brown to play the male”
“We are both singular in our portrayals…our identities being the crux of our identities”
“You can never be whole..because I have the hole and that makes me complete…
You on the other hand have a hole that can never be filled”
I will fill it with my identity…I will let it consume me…I will be greater than one…I will be many…and the portrayal of me will be the portrayal of the many,no longer burdened by my own image”
The dark empty holes stare back at me
“You are my friend,brother”
Come join me beyond this silver lining
Reflecting on your facade
Home in disconsolation
Warm in the radiance of my ambience
As budding arms reach out from that surface
wiry and infantile then organic and fragile
But soon turn to stone
Locked in and critique proof
But still i look to my Zion for answers
With tears that might yet soften those bonds
As I whisper the only truths that I believe
“I am your only friend”
Let go so we may live as one in our new home!
There is no truth.only people who agree with you.
We have reached a collective recognition in our own society where we are perhaps ready to face the ambiguity of truth so much that even the conjecture that 1+1=2 can become a argument about self fulfilling definition vs solution to a question or equation.
In mathematics the ambiguity of such a conjecture is disguised as an “identity”.
When all logical extrapolations are self fulfilling closed loops and thus all robust conclusions that follow effectively become axioms in their own right and we remain none the wiser about the truth of their actual origin.
So the term “identity” is apt.it is what it is if you choose to believe the premise.
And who I am is anybody’s guess but ultimately all that matters is that I feel
All the emotion that makes Turing’s machine intelligence a plausible human reality.
Sometimes it’s the people you imagine least of that can do the most unimaginable
Reminds me of an Alistair Reynolds novel.interesting idea.not an action movie in any sense at all and probably does not need the space distraction at all.apparently book was not quite so focussed on the relationship aspect but you get the point.
Life is not about answers ,it’s about choices.
I mean Chris Nolan really minimises the dumbing down to pretty much the finer details of quantum gravity.
He gives 4-5 dimensions a 3D stab.
He has a stab at worm holes and black holes.
And he keeps it real and human.
So respect.No space for light humour in pretty much any of his movies but he takes concepts as far as they can physically go on the silver screen at the moment.
The only bit that risks losing credibility is when these highly trained scientists suddenly have an epiphany and decided that love transcends dimensions – err,what?oh yeah i forgot this is hollywood for a moment – well at that moment its almost Bollywood but anyhows it was serious entertainment and when I look back i dont think it even tried that hard with the otherworldly stuff – other than the graphics for the actual space travel and the 5 dimensional tesseract thingumajig but there werent any big bad aliens or particularlt unfamiliar looking landscapes or images.Most of the movies was really around the austerity of the backward looking future world with its return to agrarian ways of living.
Personally I think that was partly just to accentuate the sense of contrast with the subsequent spacey bits.
Anyway ..a good romp and best space movie Ive seen since Contact.thank God it didnt have “Mars” in the title…
Favourite line : The past is a story we tell ourselves
How true.It can be a folk tale to give you strength like the Iliad to Alexander the Great,or it can be a Freudian noose around your neck giving you excuses for your predicament.
Its as relevant to your life as the history of the world,do what you want with it.
But if your story is something you have trouble letting go of then the present must be something you fear, even though it is the only reality that you can ever be in control of.
So no point getting sentimental about the way things were or how you think they should be.
Like Lenny Bruce said “There is no ‘what should be’,there is only ‘what is'”
and our inability to let go of some tangled undergrowth that we call “roots” is just some rotting weeds that should never have been there in the first place…
Your own ideas of what makes you special needs to be let go.Identity is a burden.Patriotism is a lie.Nationality is division.Religion is a conch passed from one hand to another.And power is exerted by keeping everyone tied to the above.
The Fountain,for me, is what has been just beyond the reach of Terry Gilliam and what The Tree of Life was maybe trying to achieve.
The parallel plot even reminds me of the dream sequences in Iain Banks’s Bridge…and like the dawn that slowly materialises throughout that novel this movie actually accomplishes what so so many directors duck these days,or worse, try to excuse themselves of on the grounds of some lofty and sophisticated message….closure.
yes…an actual ending that gives the viewer some sense of not having wasted a couple of hours of their life with what is an ever earlier and earlier feeling of dread that starts to creep up on me whenever I watch an “art movie” these days.
yes…it is poignant…it is melancholy…..it is a journey and it does a laudable job of bringing you to some sense of peace in the face of powerlessness.
this guy did pi so next stop must surely be eternal wisdom!
even though some background between the main protagonists had to be forfeited for a relatively simple almost naive notion of love,nevertheless,the movie proves that through metaphor it is possible to generalise a message in a way that makes you forgive the simplifications and appreciate the well meaning intentions.
Lots of symbolism and star gazing but always managed to keep its feet touchingly to the ground.
not too moved by it.it has an air of someone who has finally run out of ideas so he’s thrown in bits from all his previous movies and they’ve amounted to nothing more inspiring than the all too frequent conclusion that there is no point to anything and even more to the point is that there is no point to you if you are consumed by this fact…
just post the curl theorem Terry
…it’s doesn’t take mine craft dude.
till next time
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