Horror Express

I've known people to chew their own legs off rather than sit through this one.

George Romero, Call Your Service

Stonehenge was "Domain of the Dead".

Ymeeeennyddaaaau!

Astrodea Celestial

The Astrodea Celestial watch comes with a fully-functional automatic planisphere of the northern sky for $600.

Definitely cool, but it had better come with one hell of a magnifying glass or it might as well be a bit of speckled enamel.

The Medium is the Message

From The Times:

Britain made a fresh appeal today for the release of five British men who were kidnapped exactly one year ago from a finance ministry building in Baghdad.

Unless that message is delivered by a squad of Royal Marines with the safeties off, I doubt if it will get much attention.

Glovephone

Because the main purpose of technology is to make you look utterly ridiculous in public.

RoboMuffins

Bakes muffins; hunts for.... Mmm... Muffins.

Robomonkey

University of Pittsburgh begins building killer cyborg monkey army.

Sarah Connor announces banana boycott.

Does Plastic Count?

The BBC asks the hard-hitting question:

So is it possible to survive the day without spending any cash?

Checks drinks cupboard.

Yes.

Cities... Of The FUTURE!

How the producers of Just Imagine blew most of the film's budget on a single miniature.

Missing the Point

The Germans are working on an "environmentally friendly" bomb that won't hurt the environment.

No wonder I get migraines.

Raffles, Call Your Service

It was the perfect crime, except for that one little flaw.

Wonder How Long This Euphemism Will Last

From the BBC:

Harassment fear in bomb community

Ah, yes. The inevitable-but-never-evident anti-bomb community backlash.

Pacer Suit

The Pacer Suit; a revolutionary concept that allows you to dance, make music and look like an utter pratt all at the same time.

Climate Change on Jupiter

We didn't listen!

Crewedly Crews

Astrium have unveiled their idea for a "crewed" spacecraft based on the Jules Verne class cargo carrier.

We have a similar type of craft in the Anglophone world, only we follow proper grammar and call them "manned".

Update: I particularly like the way they refer to "non-human items".

Translation: Cargo.

Roboboxers

Somehow I suspect that there's less here than meets the eye.

Space Kharzi

The toilet aboard the International Space Station is in imminent danger of breaking down.

Man the escape pods.

Update: It's a Russian toilet.

We'd like a word with the procurement officer, please.

Million-Round Robot

From Wired:

What do you do with a robot armed with a million-round-per-minute gun? "Crowd control," naturally.

Well, what else would you do with it?

The Andromeda Strain (2008)

"An attractive cast".

When SciFi Weekly used this phrase to describe the 2008 remake of The Andromeda Strain, I could feel the cold hand of foreboding resting lightly on my shoulder. Any time a television production pairs "attractive" with "cast" it invariably means something that looks like the image on the left; a load of pretty people with solemn expressions taking the place of real actors on a pseudo hi-tech set with odd lighting.

And that pretty much sums up the production that aired on A&E last Monday and Tuesday evening. It was originally supposed to be on the Sci Fi Channel, but the parent company noticed that some of the screen personalities had somewhat recognisable names and therefore deserved to air on a channel it was less likely to rub shoulders with repeats of Boa vs Python.



I had a difficult time coming up with a way to describe this remake of the 1971 Robert Wise film until I realised that this was not, in fact a remake of the The Andromeda Strain, but Invasion of the Body Snatchers. Or Alien. Or whatever other story revolves around a malignant life form invading an unwilling host and taking it over for its own disgusting purposes. In this case, The Andromeda Strain has been infested with a strange hybrid of The X Files, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Outbreak, and (God help us) Resident Evil.



Since this is 2008, it's a union rule that The Andromeda Strain must be "reimagined" and screenwriter Robert Schenkkan reimagines the hell out of it. All you have to do is look at the main cast (who will, against screaming protests, be referred to as an "ensemble") to see this. Where in the book the scientists were all middle-aged white men and in the film they were middle-aged white men and a middle-aged white woman, in 2008's version the producers used an "inclusive" criteria that reduces the cast members to ethnic representatives in a fashion that is at the same time so self-congratulatory and so cynically racist and sexist that it makes the bad old step-n-fetch days of Hollywood look like the height of enlightenment. Without exception the main cast is all young and attractive with a Germano-Peruvian Indian leading a black woman, a female doctor who is (another union rule) a hot babe, and a Chinaman late of the People's Republic who inexplicably speaks with a flawless American accent. Oh, and there is a white guy, but he turns out to be gay. To balance the latter out, he's also a US Army major, which means he's belligerent, racist and constantly advocating nuclear strikes, but who suffers a risible death at the hands of an unlikely atomic reactor. Nowadays this is what passes for imaginative.

The basic plot of the original book and film about a team of scientists in an underground laboratory studying an American satellite that returns to Earth with a deadly alien germ on board is kept, but Schenkkan seems almost embarrassed by his source material. Where Robert Wise focused on a taut, claustrophobic thriller/mystery about characters racing against time trying to understand an alien menace while cooped up in an antiseptic facility so artificial that even eating and sleeping are banished, the 2008 version looks and feels like every other sci fi offering on television since somebody thought that scientists only work in oddly furnished, windowless places underlit from entirely the wrong angles and populated with a highly improbable assortment of characters–in other words, Torchwood. The plot, as I said, is still there, but where Wise made the hunt for Andromeda (the code name of the germ) into almost a procedural that used the mechanics of science as a way to build dramatic tension, the 2008 version treats the science in an offhand way–except when it gives an opportunity for pointless slow motion shots of someone walking through bubbly liquid. Where in 1971 we'd see the intricacies of testing for amino acids or preparing blood samples, 2008 has people walking in and casually mentioning that the germ has no DNA as if they were commenting on the weather.

This is surprising, given that the 2008 version runs at almost twice the length of the original, but maybe they needed more time for the pointless soap opera plots about Bill Clinton reborn several stone lighter and without the sleaze, divorces, estranged teenagers and laboratory romances that would only be realistic if the super secret laboratory in the midst of a crisis was run along the lines of a television production company office. Or maybe it had to do with the ramped up violence and horror as the disease spreads with a virulence and pure bloodymindedness that made me wonder why they didn't just go whole hog and have the übervirus bring the victims back as zombies and be done with it. Then at least we could have had Milla Jovovich blazing away with an Uzi in each fist. The horrible thing is, this would have been an improvement. As it is, we have to make do with dream sequences and double-talk about buckyballs and wormholes.

Don't even get me started on the time travel rubbish that makes the current series of Doctor Who look like Out of the Unknown.

Some of the violence is downright disturbing, though not in the way that director Mikael Salomon intended. The grisliest ends in the film are reserved for women with one committing self-immolation and a (union rule) female fighter pilot trapped screaming in the cockpit of a crashing F-16. These are depicted with such loving detail that one wonders if the director doesn't have certain... issues.

Writer Schenkkan justifies all this because "If you're going to update the story, which is our mandate, you have an obligation to reflect the world as it is."

That's updating as in ignoring the fact that the United States gave up bioweapons development forty years ago. And it reflects a world "as it is" where there are no straight white men–at least, none that aren't in the pay of the Military Industrial Complex or a coke-addicted journalist who wants to both Woodward and Bernstein who is caught in the web of a hideous conspiracy perpetrated by an American government run along the lines of the Cosa Nostra.

The latter is part of the "updating" that Schenkkan grasps so tightly to his chest. Wise's 1971 approach to the story is far too old fashioned, so Schenkkan updates it with a paranoid storyline about an evil government bent on evil conspiracies, which is far more modern.

If you define "modern" as 1967.

Freedom of Speech RIP

Remember that boy who was cited for calling Scientology a "cult", but then the Crown dropped the charges after the public outcry? It may not have been the "victory" some thought it was. According to Canada's National Post,

It was quickly pointed out by civil libertarians that the eventual happy outcome did nothing to reverse the consequences of the initial error. If expressive materials at a public protest can be confiscated pending two weeks of review by prosecutors, then not much is left of the right to protest, practically speaking. What few in Britain have pointed out is how vague and pathetic the text of the Public Order Act is. Objectively, one cannot say that the police officers acting as a praetorian guard for Scientology were overstepping their bounds under the act. No one ever calls a religion a "cult" without intending to insult it, and any "alarm or distress" thereby resulting must entirely be in the eye and mind of the beholder. The boy was, under the act, arguably quite guilty.

It constitutes no "victory" for freedom of expression that he was let off arbitrarily just because the public took his side against a secretive and widely ridiculed religious group. On the contrary: the police succeeded in communicating their real message to those who might wish to imitate him. Watch what you say. We have enough power to give you a hard time, whether the crown backs us up in the end or not. And make damned sure your targets are relatively unpopular, or you might not find so many columnists and activists leaping to your defence.

And so freedom of speech gives way to self-censorship.

Microwaving a Cell Phone

Extremely Dangerous. Do not attempt under any circumstances.

And after seeing this, what would make me pay any attention to sensible advice?

Electronic Cigarette

The SuperSmoker is an electronic cigarette intended to give a smoker a fix without the actual smoke.

It'll be interesting to find out what the Mrs. Grundys of the anti-smoking branch of Ingsoc make of this one, seeing as there is no so-called secondhand smoke involved and therefore the current bans can't possibly apply. I'm no fan of coffin nails (I'm a cigar man, myself), but anything that puts the thumb in the eye of the Neopuritans who want to suck all the joy out of life is fine by me.

Carbon Cards

The Environmental Audit Committee has recommended that everyone in Britain be issued with a "carbon credit card" so that that Outer Party members can be more effectively controlled the country's carbon emissions can be reduced and help Britain worship Blessed Gaia Save the Planet^tm.

Treating carbon dioxide as a pollutant is a totalitarian's dream. Since carbon dioxide is involved in every from of combustion imaginable, it is theoretically possible to ration, tax and regulate everything up to and including breathing.

The shade of Stalin must be kicking himself for not thinking of it.

Happy Memorial Day

This is no war of chieftains or of princes, of dynasties or national ambition; it is a war of peoples and of causes. There are vast numbers, not only in this island but in every land, who will render faithful service in this war but whose names will never be known, whose deeds will never be recorded. This is a war of the Unknown Warriors; but let all strive without failing in faith or in duty, and the dark curse of Hitler will be lifted from our age.

Sir Winston Spencer Churchill

Mars Phoenix

Nasa JPL Phoenix Mars Lander HD Animation
by Darkflame

Nasa's Mars Phoenix Lander is due to touch down on the red planet at 5:00 PM PDT in the first fully-automatic soft-landing attempt since the disastrous Polar Lander mission in 1999.

Whether the crew at JPL still has any fingernails left by then is open to debate.

Update: Phoenix is down and working.

However, no word from Captain Black yet.

Red Ken's Oil Deal is Off

Mayor of London Boris Johnson has announced that he will end the deal set up between Ken Livingstone and Hugo Chavez to subsidise London buses using cut-price Venezuelan oil.

Hammering down this cynical attempt by Red Ken and Chavez to bribe London's poor into backing a tin-pot South American dictator shows that the windows are being opened and the fresh air of sanity is at last being allowed in.

Indiana Jones and the Communists of Doom

The Communist Party in Russia has its knickers in a collective twist over the new Indiana Jones film, where the Reds are the baddies.

Given their part in the committing the worst campaigns of mass murder in history while enslaving a sixth of the world's population and bringing us all to the brink of nuclear annihilation to further their own sick ends of universal conquest, one would think the heirs of Marx and Lenin would just thank whatever lack of deity they worship that they aren't being hounded the way the Nazis were and just exit history quietly.

Sleepless in Seattle

I knew it.

Hyperion

The Hyperion uranium hydride nuclear battery; less than five feet tall, puts out 70 megawatts, and is a snip at $30 million.

With an output like that I could run Chez Szondy and still have enough left over for a nice little death ray.

The Phantom Planet

One small step for a man, one tiny step for tiny guys.

Exeter Update

A video report on the Exeter bombing from The Telegraph. Apparently the mentally retarded man was getting text messages of "encouragement" from his "friends". To quote a police source,

This really does mark a low point for Muslim extremists. We are all horrified by what has happened here.

Guaranteed Collision

The Yamaha Deus Ex Machina; a concept electric motorcycle that features a pair of outrider wheels set on a fork so that you have precisely zero chance of glancing off that lamp post.

Vertebrae

This swing-out bathroom assembly is called the "Vertebrae".

Because that's what you'll crack when you crash into or trip over it sooner or later.

McSlurry

Vat-grown meat is no worse than chicken McNuggets.

And this is a selling point?

Crewe Cut

The Conservatives have taken the formerly safe Labour seat of Crewe with a majority of 7,860.

I'm not exactly jumping up and down about this one. While it's great to see New Labour taking one in the eye, it isn't much of a win when it goes to New Conservative, which runs on the manifesto of "we're just like New Labour except we'll do it bit less wretchedly."

Now if they'd won on a promise of (for a start) repealing everything that New Labour has done in the past eleven years, dismantling the Welfare State forthwith, placing a moratorium on immigration, quiting the EU immediately and admitting flatly that we are at war and that it will be prosecuted as such with full vigour and a tripled defence budget with all combat operations funded by emergency spending bills, then you'd get my attention.

Attack on Exeter

A Muslim convert made a failed attempt to attack a restaurant in Exeter when his pipe bombs misfired as he tried to arm them in the toilet.

Stand by for the inevitable-but-never-evident Anti-Muslim Backlash^tm.

Update: The suspect turns out to be a mentally ill man with the mind of a ten-year old, who was primed and set off by his "brethren".

What a charming lot these Jihadists are.

Blogger Bogged

Blogger is still in miserable shape and, as is typical of Google, there is no way to contact them about this.

Until I can sort out a work around, EI will be working on diminished service.

Please feel free to line up outside of Google headquarters and point at them with disapproval.

Service Down

Blogger has been having fits for the past couple of days, so entries will be light while I fix this.

Jet Bike

A bicycle propelled by a buzzbomb engine.

Such true, blue idiocy can only be admired.

Laser Update

Boeing tests new ground attack laser system.


Jeff Vader was unavailable for comment.

Seasteading

Peter Thiel, the founder of PayPal, is backing an idea to construct "quasi-sovereign" nations based on floating platforms out at sea. Acknowledging that this is the latest in a long line of similar schemes that never went past the early planning stages, Mr. Thiel says,

(T)he idea is to do it in a way that's not crazy.

Yes, that "crazy" hurtle is always the toughest. To quote the late Pete and Dud on being called a nutcase,

They said the same of Jesus Christ, Freud, and Galileo.

They said it of a lot of nutcases too.

Eugenics?

Over at Paleo-Future we have a 1967 moment of doubt about the wisdom of eugenics.

Your Plastic Survivor Buddy Who's Fun To Be With

Professor Robin Murphy from the University of South Florida is working on "Survivor Buddy"; a robot that is intended to act as a friendly companion to to disaster victims and try to cheer them up until help arrives.

Given the track record of allegedly user-friendly technology and that when I'm trapped in the ruins of a flooding building while the waters are cresting my lower lip that last thing I want is to be stimulated, reassured or enlightened by a hunk of animated tin, I shan't be surprised when the suicide rate among disaster victims skyrockets.

Shadow Caddy