Winter tried to wipe out the northeast, and what did we get? Not very much going on in the world of science fiction. The two are obviously connected, but I don’t have the time to show the math here so it’s left as an exercise for the reader.
First up, we’ve got huge news if it was 1998.
Independence Day 2 is happening. It’s called ID Forever, which sounds like a made up surveillance state tool in a bad Philip K. Dick rip off. Early reports suggest that the title was chosen because cocaine. Also, Liam Hemsworth will be starring because even Will Smith said no. Will Smith would say yes to a terrible big budget science fiction film even if it was a snuff film, so I can’t imagine just how bad this movie must be shaping up to be.
(Further spare details here if you hate yourself.)
Next up, there’s a new Terry Pratchett short story collection called Dragons at Crumbling Castle. Or rather, it’s old. As in, it’s a collection of children’s stories that he wrote when he was a teenager. Reviews have been mixed, and most have focused on the fact that they’re clearly the work of a young and unpublished author who hasn’t quite gotten over the hump yet. So it goes. Also, fuck Alzheimer’s, just so we’re clear on that front.
The most wonderful news this week is not science fiction but science fact. You can order your own working mech on Amazon Japan. You have to buy the arms separately, it weighs five tons, is over twelve feet tall, and has a gatling gun that shoots 6000 BBs per minute. All for the cool price of about a million dollars. If only it qualified for free shipping with Amazon Prime, we’d already have one on the way to the Pajiba compound where it could keep the Murdertank company.
(source: The Verge)
And here’s a short but fantastic sci-fi film to tide you over until the time you get to go home and watch longer things:
And by longer things I meant full length movies, you perverts.
Finally, we’ve got an extended look trailer for Jupiter Ascending. Which from what I gather means it’s thirty seconds longer than previous ones:
I really want to love this movie, and all the trailers have gotten me excited in that very special way that only space opera really does. But the few people who have gotten to see it have hated it, and it got bumped from a summer release to the February deadzone, and so my hopes are muted. Not crushed by any means, I enjoy even bad science fiction (see my reviews of Surrogates and Repo Men for just a couple of the sci-fi films that were critically annihilated but I enjoyed on their own merits), but just unwilling to get too excited.
Steven Lloyd Wilson is a hopeless romantic and the last scion of Norse warriors and the forbidden elder gods. His novel, ramblings, and assorted fictions coalesce at www.burningviolin.com. You can email him here.