I actually think it's better with the voice over.

So does Deb. I'd like to see it with, sometime.

I also rather prefer the notion that Deckard was human, as that means that Roy's last act was to save a human life, to see if that would finally make him real.

See, any meaning Roy was supposed to have for me was overshadowed by the fact that he was acting batfuck crazy at the end.

See, any meaning Roy was supposed to have for me was overshadowed by the fact that he was acting batfuck crazy at the end.

I always interpreted that as an indictment that to be alive is to be batfuck crazy.

I always interpreted that as an indictment that to be alive is to be batfuck crazy.

So Ridley Scott is the Joker. Check.

Speaking of Rutger Hauer, I watched Ladyhawke again tonight.

Note to Richard Donner: Try to restrain yourself from using contemporary music in a medieval film. Especially if it involves Graham Parsons. The Moog synthesizer kinda harshes the Dark Ages vibe. de de deet deet BLAM de de deet...BLAM.

Other than that, I love the film with a warm glowyness.

'I speak to the Lord all the time and, forgive me, but he never mentioned you."

Ever read "Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?"

Talk about batfuck.

I liked the movie, much, much better. Not really sure how Blade Runner came out of it, to be honest. A coupla character names and a few situations, but other than that? Not much resemblance.

Heh, I'm rather fond of the book, too. But as Beej points out - the two are veeeery different. They have somewhat similar themes, which are explored in very different manners.

I think I have an allergy to the dispeptic dystopia view of the future. Where everyone is crabby and THEY are keeping us down, yo.

The allergy, no doubt, stems from the dismal truth that then really is now.

S'all I'm sayin'.

And the emotion control thing? So Harrison Bergeron. Or Equalibrium.

Atchoo!

Totally with Sean regarding the Blade Runner love. Fave movie ever.

It's one of those movies that makes the audience do all the work in making the concept profound. I don't need answers, but can't you at least ask the questions? Perhaps I'm just not used to subtlety anymore.

I consider this one of the great strengths of the movie, and a big part of why it is art. It doesn't club you with the big questions (much), it drops in a completely whole world and makes you ask the questions so you can get out.

I really like the voiceovers too. Was it here people were talking about a big re-release in 2005 for the movie, original restored as much as possible? I'd like to be able to stop jealously guarding my vhs copy.

Remember, peeps, quick edit is your FRIEND.

A quick-edited post *never* leaks formatting all over the damn place.

I'm totally missing the profundity of these lines.

Which is funny, because in my exceedingly morbid state, I was thinking about them tonight as we left the house, about how death takes the stories with it, silencing them, so that everything a person has seen and done just vanishes, and how incredibly sad that is.

No, I don't have any idea why I'm feeling exceedingly grim tonight.

But I am, so I was thinking about those lines.

Again.

Which is funny, because in my exceedingly morbid state, I was thinking about them tonight as we left the house, about how death takes the stories with it, silencing them, so that everything a person has seen and done just vanishes, and how incredibly sad that is.

You know what? I was reading them as independent of each other. It works much better when I read it as the soliloquy it's intended to be. Now I see what you're talking about.