It shouldn’t have to be bad or good, mind you. There’s a reason why an alternative name for the genre is speculative fiction: calling that is a reminder that people are using the genre to think about what the future might hold. And more than likely getting it completely wrong.
Case in point: THE LAWNMOWER MAN. Thirty years old this week! …And boy, but it shows.
Okay, that’s unfair. But apparently that’s also what people thought virtual reality was going to be. One wonders how mockable our science fiction movies will be in 2052…
#commissionearned (and via Fark)
Always has been .. always will be. “Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?”
In the same vein, Mission Impossible II aged *very* badly.
Mew
Eh.
Lawnmower Man is rather relevant at this point.
What happens to a man when you give him power, isolate him from humanity, and insulate him from consequences?
I can easily imagine any number of people in Dizzy City ranting “I am God here!”
…or one particular person in Moscow.