Showing posts with label Stanley Kubrick. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Stanley Kubrick. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 11, 2025

Heat Seeker: Combustion Meets Stanley Kubric


 

If you're enjoying the new Heat Seeker: Combustion series and a fan of filmmaker extraordinaire Stanley Kubrick, check this out! Artist Cedric Poulat pays homage to A Clockwork Orange with his latest cover for 616 Comics. It's available in B&W and color!

 

 

For more, check out this curative store cover for Heat Seeker Combustion #3 at the 616 Comics website.

For a look inside and more covers, see my preview for Heat Seeker: Combustion #3.


Friday, July 6, 2012

Getting Out There


The next explorer of the red planet.


Since I’ve returned from England, I’ve seen several movies in my local multiplex.  Two of those were highly anticipated installments in popular franchises.  Last year, I had the honor of meeting Lowell Cunningham, who wrote “The Men in Black” comics upon which the film series is based.  So I enjoyed watching “Men in Black 3,” even if it didn’t feature nearly enough screen time with Tommy Lee Jones.  This is no slight against Josh Brolin, whose portrayal of young Agent K was masterful.  It’s just that there’s only one real Agent K, and his name is Tommy Lee Jones.

The other highly anticipated installment wasn’t a sequel, but a prequel.  “Prometheus” suggests a backstory to “Alien,” and offers an ending that could provide a new direction for the franchise.  Director Ridley Scott is not like the author Steven Brust: he doesn’t even pretend to be a storyteller.  In his own words, he creates worlds.  His incredibly stylized imagery reminds one of Stanley Kubrick, another director who never sought to fully flesh out his ideas and make them coherent.  Instead, explanations are never offered, and the audience is left with more questions than answers.  His style thus marks him as “Ridley Scott: The Incomplete Package,” but oh, to be so incomplete!

Venturing to England this year, and exploring the various James Herriot sites (including, of course, the wonderful Ritz Cinema), was an invigorating experience.  The trip shall no doubt remain one of the highlights of my life.  I learned so much, felt so much, and embraced so much that was different.  I returned a new person, with a better understanding of myself and my world.

“Men in Black” suggests that many intelligent alien species are not only Out There, but are Here, living with us, while you read this blog post.  They land in New York City, get Visas, work permits, and extraterrestrial Green Cards.  They share the planet with us.  Some may be unfriendly, and intent on destroying our world.  Yet meeting and learning from our interstellar neighbors aids us in defending everything we hold dear.  

“Prometheus” suggests that aliens visited Earth in the past, but if we want to meet them now, we must go Out There to find them.  While we may face life-threatening dangers, we are promised discoveries that can transform us into new people with a better understanding of ourselves and the universe. 

Curiosity awaits discovery.

Knowing how travel and exploration have enriched me, I long for humanity to really get Out There.  Decades ago, we ventured to the moon, but we’ve yet to return.  We are sending rovers to Mars, and while that’s undeniably cool, such efforts cannot replicate the benefits of travel.  At best, they assemble guidebooks on what we might find Out There when we finally venture from our comfortable home.  The data we gather from such probes can suggest Points of Interest or a possible itinerary, but we cannot be transformed into new people with a better understanding of ourselves until we actually get Out There.

Through my writing, and through my exploration of our planet, I seek to transform myself into a better and more productive member of society, someone who can help us all move forward.  (I’m sure each of us seeks to do the same).  I hope that in this election year, we find leaders who won’t cancel space programs, but actually initiate, fund, and complete them.  As a species we need such leadership.  I can only imagine how we might all grow wiser, and transform our world for the better, if only we would build upon the dreams of our beloved and visionary Fiction, and finally get Out There.

Looking upward,
Dragon Dave

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Tuesday, February 22, 2011

A Beautiful Mystery

In discussing Jupiter Project by Dr. Gregory Benford, I felt as if I stood upon solid ground.  By contrast, the first time I read through If the Stars are Gods by Gregory Benford and Gordon Eklund, I found myself sinking into sand, fighting to keep my head above the surface.  After a second read-through, this time taking careful notes, I managed to fight the quicksand’s pull.  Still, I cannot pull myself completely free: at best, my lower-legs are still buried below the surface.

Some stories are like that.  Perhaps the most famous case is the film version of Arthur C. Clarke’s story 2001: A Space Odyssey.  Unlike the Peter Hyams-directed sequel 2010, which set off with the purpose of answering questions (and which left you on much firmer footing), the original film seems to ask more questions than it answers.  Reactions to Kubrick’s film divide into three camps: 1) Those whom it utterly mystified; 2) Those who feel absolutely certain as to the meaning of the film; and 3) Those who have fought to gain a tenuous grasp upon its questions and themes, but for whom each time they watch the movie, they still experience a sense of mystery.  I find myself in the third category.

Awhile back, the leader of my reading group assigned the novel Descent Into Hell by Charles Williams.  Unlike his contemporaries C. S. Lewis and J. R. R. Tolkien, I initially found this writer’s prose more difficult to come to grips with.  Our group covered a chapter or two each week; I studiously reviewed previously-discussed chapters before each meeting.  Re-reading, combined with the group leader’s comments, began to suggest that a tremendous depth hid beneath the surface plot.  Perhaps Williams had interwoven themes and ideas within the novel like an engineer designing the numerous layers within a printed circuit board.  When I later tried to explain my “enhanced understanding” of the novel to John Clute, a great historian of the Science Fiction and Fantasy field (and someone who has a greater understanding of Williams’ work than I), he very kindly responded with no more than a bemused expression.

Similarly, when my book group was reading through some of Flannery O’Connor’s stories, I found myself locked in battle with the leader of the reading group.  I believed I perceived “the truth” behind the themes within the particular story, and had accurately divined the intent of the writer in her depiction of a peripheral character.  The leader then read from a letter in which O’Connor responded to a fan’s questions: I found my face grow progressively hotter as the writer divulged an intent with the work different than I had perceived, and revealed a marked distaste for a character I had felt sure she secretly admired.

If the Stars are Gods deals with numerous issues, and ponders daunting questions.  The novel is split up into several sections, and is a rewrite of an award-winning novelette.  (To further complicate matters, I studied the original hardcover version; the later paperback edition, which I am working through now, contains notable differences).  The novel deals with matters both scientific and spiritual.  Given that my understanding of the authors’ work is less than I would hope, I find myself reticent to discuss the novel.  I wonder if I am alone here, or if reactions to this novel are as varied as they are toward 2001: A Space Odyssey.  My hope is that, through writing down what I believe I understand, and musing on what I know I don’t, that my grasp on the story will grow a little firmer. 

If the Stars are Gods by Dr. Gregory Benford and Gordon Eklund sets before me a beautiful mystery, one that may well challenge me for years to come.