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Soylent Green Is Damn Dirty Apes!
Jun. 15th, 2011 01:34 amI've actually been having a bit of a social life recently, which is unusual for me, unless Tumblr and Twitter count. On Saturday, after work and a nap, I met ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
bethje at Suzanne's party, and we hung around there for a while. On Monday, we watched Soylent Green, which isn't particularly social but still deserves a mention. I don't necessarily feel like I've gained anything by watching it, though. Everyone who has even the slightest sliver of cultural literacy already knows the big reveal, and it actually kind of seems LESS shocking in the actual context of the movie. The people we saw being made into food were already dead, many of them through voluntary euthanasia. That doesn't make cannibalism okay, of course, but it's hardly raising people like cattle, as Charlton Heston suggests will happen. Really, when the main problem in the world is overpopulation and there's hardly any food, breeding humans for meat is the LAST thing you'd want to do, right? I noticed that the movie also incorporated global warming into its dystopian future, and I have to wonder if that came back to haunt Heston when he was a shill for the Republican Party. He DID have Alzheimer's at that point, though, didn't he? I think the most fun we had in watching it was pointing out all the stuff they got wrong about the twenty-first century, and comparing it to other visions of the future. (Hey, if we had functioning space stations in a movie set in the year 2001, and this was in 2022, couldn't they just send the extra people there?) Also, I had to note the gay subtext between Heston and Edward G. Robinson's characters. I mean, they were constantly saying they loved each other, and it was after Heston had sex with a woman that Robinson decided to go in for physician-assisted suicide.
Today (well, Tuesday, if that still counts as today), I drove up to New York City to see Darius Whiteplume and his wife, who are visiting from North Carolina. We went out for pizza and then for coffee (although I had a Snapple lemonade, since I don't drink coffee). I think we got along pretty well, which is always a relief for me. I wish Beth had been able to come up with me, but she was busy, and is planning on going up there for a Monkees show on Thursday anyway. (That evening, by the way, I'm going to be working.) Anyway, I probably would have stayed up there longer, but Theresa needed to take a nap, and I couldn't think of anything to do on my own. I probably would have gone to Books of Wonder if they'd been open, but they weren't. Businesses in New York have some crazy hours, yo. I probably should have seen iftherealtavie and Gina were around. As it was, I spent more time in transit than I actually did in the city. I feel it was worth it, but I'm sure it could have worked out even better if I'd planned things out in more detail. I'm back at home now (I really don't blog from anywhere else these days, so that pretty much goes without saying), and dreading another evening of work tomorrow. At least I have some time before it starts, I guess. Work gets in the way of everything, doesn't it?
So, is anyone else from my vaguely defined circle of online friends going to be around anytime soon? I think I could get to like this hanging out stuff.
bethje at Suzanne's party, and we hung around there for a while. On Monday, we watched Soylent Green, which isn't particularly social but still deserves a mention. I don't necessarily feel like I've gained anything by watching it, though. Everyone who has even the slightest sliver of cultural literacy already knows the big reveal, and it actually kind of seems LESS shocking in the actual context of the movie. The people we saw being made into food were already dead, many of them through voluntary euthanasia. That doesn't make cannibalism okay, of course, but it's hardly raising people like cattle, as Charlton Heston suggests will happen. Really, when the main problem in the world is overpopulation and there's hardly any food, breeding humans for meat is the LAST thing you'd want to do, right? I noticed that the movie also incorporated global warming into its dystopian future, and I have to wonder if that came back to haunt Heston when he was a shill for the Republican Party. He DID have Alzheimer's at that point, though, didn't he? I think the most fun we had in watching it was pointing out all the stuff they got wrong about the twenty-first century, and comparing it to other visions of the future. (Hey, if we had functioning space stations in a movie set in the year 2001, and this was in 2022, couldn't they just send the extra people there?) Also, I had to note the gay subtext between Heston and Edward G. Robinson's characters. I mean, they were constantly saying they loved each other, and it was after Heston had sex with a woman that Robinson decided to go in for physician-assisted suicide.Today (well, Tuesday, if that still counts as today), I drove up to New York City to see Darius Whiteplume and his wife, who are visiting from North Carolina. We went out for pizza and then for coffee (although I had a Snapple lemonade, since I don't drink coffee). I think we got along pretty well, which is always a relief for me. I wish Beth had been able to come up with me, but she was busy, and is planning on going up there for a Monkees show on Thursday anyway. (That evening, by the way, I'm going to be working.) Anyway, I probably would have stayed up there longer, but Theresa needed to take a nap, and I couldn't think of anything to do on my own. I probably would have gone to Books of Wonder if they'd been open, but they weren't. Businesses in New York have some crazy hours, yo. I probably should have seen if
therealtavie and Gina were around. As it was, I spent more time in transit than I actually did in the city. I feel it was worth it, but I'm sure it could have worked out even better if I'd planned things out in more detail. I'm back at home now (I really don't blog from anywhere else these days, so that pretty much goes without saying), and dreading another evening of work tomorrow. At least I have some time before it starts, I guess. Work gets in the way of everything, doesn't it?So, is anyone else from my vaguely defined circle of online friends going to be around anytime soon? I think I could get to like this hanging out stuff.
