Neuromancer without devolving into self-parody…
What was that bit about trying to read Hamlet and deciding it was just people sitting around in castles speaking in cliches?
I mean, if they can make a 3rd adaptation of Dune: The Consumable Content Experience then I’m sure someone can find a way to make a Neuromancer that would be me than just a generic block of media - greenlit while pointing to the mere existence of The Peripheral as financial onus.
Maybe next time then.
Looks like she’s walking out of an Apple store
Do the lenses. They, aside from the razor blade nails, were the defining characteristic.
Do them right.
Rather than set up a lazy shot-reverse-shot ala Attack of the Clones, every scene Molly is in gives us a background that can be flipped and displayed in the lenses in order to showcase what the character is feeling.
And then cast her with someone who can do a Carl Urban-as-Dredd performance without ever showing us her actual eyes.
Experimental? Edgy? Overly difficult? Artistically pretentious even?
Maybe.
But these stills are shot at day and without neon? So, much better than whatever paint-by-numbers checklist they are using to produce this abomination…
No… Hell no.
She had her tear ducts reversed so she spit out her tears.
Yeah this adaptation is fucked.
Oh man… probably should have passed laws to regulate data harvesting and digital privacy back in the 90s
when the Internet was still just a series of tubes…
Salient points, all.
Yeah… Finally got around to reading Hamlet and “it’s just a bunch of cliches”
But my main reservation with this adaptation is not which artistic choices are being made or the direction they decide to take things or even the difficulties in adapting the story (actually argued the other side of all this in FAVOR of the latest Dune) - and more that the source material was (likely) chosen simply for being a rich vein of dork-culture ore, one intended to be quickly and easily processed into a homogenized block of monetized consumer content…
The end result, once stripped of all pedigree and drained of any residial artistic expression, left as little more than a thumbnail to be scrolled past and forgotten alongside other milquetoast sci-fi projects like Travelers, or Continuum, Solo, etc…
An adaptation with nothing to say; “art” as a meaningless multimedia content experience