Publicly traded companies are by legal definition and requirement completely amoral. They want only one thing, to raise their stock price, and the public good and common decency are just obstacles to be overcome or spun in that quest.
DreamQuil is filled with so many anxieties that now feel commonplace, or that growing leaders in the development of AI will call 'inevitable.' Ads present tidy solutions to Carol before she even realizes she has a problem, as if the tech around her home is listening to every conversation. Some ads even feature her likeness, reaffirming the fears that AI will replace actors like Banks in real life.
Kick off with Ridley Scott's 1982 OG Blade Runner: The Final Cut, which stars Harrison Ford as a special agent on a mission to exterminate escaped androids. Ford is joined by Ryan Gosling in the Denis Villeneuve-directed Blade Runner 2049, which is sure to whet your appetite for Dune: Part Three - hitting cinemas this December.
I don't know any more than any of you do, but I have a very strong suspicion that we are not alone here on Earth right now. And I made a movie about that! This statement reflects Spielberg's public acknowledgment of his belief in extraterrestrial presence on Earth, marking a significant departure from his previous reluctance to discuss such convictions.
The new FX series The Beauty opens in Paris, as a model played by Bella Hadid strides down a fashion show runway to the tune of Prodigy's "Firestarter." Then, she starts to overheat, going on a rampage that involves grabbing bottles of water out of people's hands, stealing a motorcycle, drinking out of a toilet, and eventually meeting a gruesome, explosive end.
I try to be a sophisticated TV viewer. I watch as many miniseries as I can, keep up to date with the latest in Prestige TV, and make sure I don't miss out on any sleeper hits. However, I'm also self-actualized enough to admit that I love my fair share of slop. I religiously watch RuPaul's Drag Race, 90 Day Fiancé, and whatever weird reality craze has grasped pop culture.
Who needs all those notes? I got tired of that. Really, really tired of that. And I'm like, man, if you're in the arts, you should do everything you can to protect your art. So Campbell knew he wanted to make a movie, and he knew he didn't want to go through the big Hollywood machine.
I'm thrilled with any chance to collaborate with the Harvard Film Archive and to make use of Harvard's collection. I've taught several of Kubrick's films in different courses over the years, but never all of them together and never on the big screen. It is a unique opportunity. The HFA is one of Harvard's treasures. I'm really grateful to them for making this happen.
The esteemed film-maker was licking his wounds: his most recent picture, Far from the Madding Crowd, which imbued its 19th-century rural characters with an anachronistic King's Road style and panache, had flopped stateside. Childers approached the date with mixed feelings. He adored Schlesinger's previous movie, the jazzy Darling, starring Julie Christie as a model on the make, and had seen it three times.
George Lucas should have died. It was 1962; the 17-year-old had just crashed his yellow Autobianchi convertible into a walnut tree, in Modesto, California. The car rolled, bounced and came to rest - it was "beyond mangled, flipped upside down and twisted like a crushed Coke can against the tree". When the teenager woke in hospital two weeks later, his heart having nearly stopped, he had a new philosophy: "Maybe there's a reason I survived this accident that nobody should have survived."
After spotting that Eli's rash guard conceals a red, flaky skin disorder, the boys have concluded that he has the titular plague, a contagious disease that affects social standing as much as it does dermatological well-being. If anyone ever touches him, they must thoroughly wash themselves before they're considered full-blown infected. Even something as innocent as Eli sitting at the same lunch table sends his teammates running and screaming.
Until recently, "liminal spaces" were only known to architects. But on the Internet, storytellers and amateur filmmakers have morphed these ubiquitous places you pass by on errand runs into caverns of cosmic terror. Now, a new A24 film from 20-year-old filmmaker Kane Parsons is set to kick off the summer and christen it the season of liminal horror.