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Thinking Chaos, Thinking Fences All speech, written or spoken, is a dead language, until it finds a willing and prepared hearer. -- Robert Louis Stevenson
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06 September 2002 |
Mad Max Beyond Thunderdome was on TV, and I turned it on just in time to catch the great monologue that one of the children has. They've manufactured this great mythology about a nuclear strike and a crashed plane, all in a quaint Aussie accent. It's full of great, incorrect terms like "pocaclypse" and "highscrapers". Created ritual in film would make for an excellent Masters thesis for somebody.
I was reminded of this scene while watching the underwhelming Reign of Fire, another post-apocalyptic film. In this scene, a couple of the adults are entertaining the children with a sort of serialized play. What play do they choose? Empire Strikes Back, of course. If I got twenty strangers together from different parts of the world, what story would we collectively know better than Star Wars?
10:29:35 PM
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I haven't been around many teenagers lately, but I suspect my use of the term "album" to refer to CDs probably dates me. Maybe not, but I imagine them all sitting around saying "dude, have you heard the new Korn CD?" But to me, they're albums. We bought our first CD player when I was maybe ten or eleven. The first five CDs we bought were Dire Straits' Money for Nothing and a fantastic 4-CD Eric Clapton box set. My father was a big audophile and had (and possibly still has) an enormous record collection. If he still has his record collection, I could use an algorithm this smart guy has devised that reads music from the scanned image of a vinyl record and creates WAV files. How cool is that? The quality isn't very good so far, but in technological development, that's generally not a big problem (see also television).
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© Copyright 2003 Darren Barefoot.
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