I'm in Edmonton; I usually am.
Here I am in a hailstorm. The map--if it appears--will show that this hailstorm took place in Edmonton, Alberta.NOTE: The map did not appear.
I'm in Edmonton; I usually am.
Here I am in a hailstorm. The map--if it appears--will show that this hailstorm took place in Edmonton, Alberta.Systems carefully constructed
Dark Matter, based on the novel by Blake Crouch, is about a Jason Dessen, a scientist who is kidnapped by his duplicate from another universe and stranded in the universe of that duplicate. Jason's challenge is to find a way home to get his life back.
Things get increasingly complicated. Over the course of the show's first two seasons, we get to see a legion of Jasons as similar events play out across multiple universes.
While I've enjoyed the show thus far, this is the first time I've been moved to comment on an episode. "Love and Be Loved" (the fifth episode of season two) is one of the best hours of dramatic television I've ever seen, and meets the potential of long-form narrative.
As a stand-alone story, "Love and Be Love" still works. But with 13 episodes of character development behind it, everything this version of Jason is going through explores the human cost of living--not in economic terms; just the pain of being alive, and why it's still worth fighting for.
"Love and Be Loved" is a lifeline to those among us are despairing over the state of our world--a reminder that if we're lucky, when we've hit rock bottom, there will be someone out there to lift us back up with kindness, empathy, and understanding--and that when we're back on our feet, we can do the same for others.
Once again--Geekquinox. Autumnal. Best of, the second time around.
Lucille Ball nailing a serious role. A b-picture with cheap sets and special effects, but also a compelling high-stakes story and actors with the chops to make it work. David Carradine and his distinctive voice. A haunting off-screen menace. A metaphorical ticking clock. A killer consigned by fate to make the final decision of who must stay in the jungle to die, and the five who will return safely to their normal lives. A brave, shocking finale.
Having reached a certain age, I had my lower legs analyzed today. The nurse used a blood pressure cuff that transmitted the sound of my heartbeat, something I've never heard before. It was a strange experience, but reassuring to know that it does, indeed, beat.
But it's not a true window into the past. Neither is a photograph, of course, but it's much closer than this.
Maybe one day we'll invent a time window that allows us to look into the past as it truly was, as in Clarke's The Light of Other Days. Wouldn't that be something...if we had the wisdom to allow our ancestors their privacy, perhaps restricting the use of time windows to only public events, or ones without people. Alas, unlikely on both scientific and societal grounds.