When I heard that Amazon was doing a miniseries based on Philip K. Dick's Hugo-winning novel from the Sixties, I realized that it had been sitting on my shelves between DeLillo and Didion for years. Once I picked up the 1992 paperback (with a weird cover) and dusted it off, I couldn't put it down.
Seemingly taking its cue from science fiction, technology has moved so fast in the short time since Minority Report premiered in 2002 that what once seemed futuristic no longer occupies the realm of science fiction.
Movie adaptations, for book lovers at least, simultaneously bring feelings of excitement and fear. Will the movie stay true to the book? Will it project off of the screen as it did when the words entered the mind?
What if you woke up to find that the pieces on the chess board had changed and there were no more pawns which moved one or two spaces ahead, no castles moving perpendicular to each other or knights with their L-shaped choreography.
In light of this pitiless way of looking at things, Melissa Carroll has earned something few of us have: peace. She has been given little -- or rather, has had much taken from her -- and instead of despairing, she has made everything out of nothing.
The Truman Show was the 1998 movie in which Jim Carrey slowly realizes that his entire life is a televised illusion. Welcome to The Truman Show economy. Much of what we hear nowadays hides a grim reality -- not just from our leaders, but from us.
Not so long ago -- as late as 1988, in fact -- we had a prophet walking among us. His name was William Gibson, and in his breathtaking Sprawl trilogy, he forecast the near future of technology and its social and cultural uses and impacts.
Wouldn't it be nice if we had leaders who made choices based not upon a secret code of ideology or moral principle -- on a faith that provides their guidance system -- but upon the actual conditions of an issue as it expresses itself?
For his part, director Paul Verhoeven joyously showcases ultra-violence in Total Recall, sticking it in the audience's face. Indeed, the entire milieu of the film is as downbeat as it is shot through with glee.
What is reality? What is identity? How long can a soul survive when one's perceptions and one's self are subject to electronic editing at a moment's whim? These and many other fascinating questions are raised and almost immediately dropped in Total Recall.
It is true that a new cinematic adaptation of Philip K. Dick's 1966 short story "We Can Remember It for You Wholesale" has arrived -- and it's a sleek, radical departure from Paul Verhoeven's gonzo 1990 version.
Being a pulp fiction writer is hard: living from royalty check to royalty check, typing as fast as you can to stay ahead of the landlord, popping psychotropic pills to keep the creative juices flowing.