I’ve probably expanded upon this previously on the blog, but I play mental Butterfly Effect-style games with my own personal history quite a lot. I like time travel and “what if” scenarios generally, and alternate universes fascinate me. (I’m on the fence about whether Blog Space Nine will follow Blogging the Next Generation, but either way, I’m gonna take a victory lap through DS9's mirror universe anthology, because it's just so much effing fun.) On premise alone, then, The Butterfly Effect is built for me. I never tire of mentally altering a single detail of my cummulative past and seeing where the cause-and-effect ripples take me.Read more
“It is a time to celebrate! For tomorrow, we all may die.”
As of the start of its fifth season, Star Trek: The Next Generation was officially past its heyday. The fifth and sixth seasons still contained some of the series’ best overall episodes, but the intermediate adventures in between those high points began to show signs of staleness; and of course, the seventh season is pretty much a wall-to-wall disaster (except for that series finale). Tellingly enough, then, the Season Five premiere, “Redemption II,” is a real stinker – in spite of how warmly I welcomed it at the time. I was fifteen when it first aired, and still quite besotted with Tasha Yar; and one cannot accuse “Redemption II” of failing to move the Tasha/Sela arc as promised. But looking at the show again now, I’m astonished that anyone took this episode as a credible conclusion to the Season Four cliffhanger… in that it pretty much doesn’t conclude anything.Read more
It wasn’t until a few hours after I watched “The Day of the Doctor” that my mind cycled back over that last scene and realized, in addition to it being that last scene, i.e. the best kept secret in the world wherein the youngest living and oldest surviving Doctors met onscreen to cap off the rather wonderful 50th anniversary of Doctor Who… it was also, right there, my Doctors. Tom Baker and Matt Smith, Four and Eleven, the one who sent me running behind the couch as a boy, and the one who brought me back out. That’s just a bit of luck, of course, but it personalized the experience gigantically. No knock against Five to Ten, or Twelve or Thirteen or the War Doctor, but those two up on screen shot a beam of time straight through me. “I grew up!” Amy Pond objected in “The Eleventh Hour,” to which the Doctor replied, “I’ll soon fix that.” Well, mission accomplished.Read more
"Like, is this really my life? Is it happening right now?”
I have so many more things to say about this that I’ll probably never say any of them. Also, Before Midnight is no longer my favourite movie of 2013 but there’s a compelling argument that says that the Before Trilogy is one of the three or four most significant filmmaking projects of all time.
Anyways, go watch this.
3 Simple Ways to Time Travel (& 3 Complicated Ones)
Back to the Future
Back to the Future Part II
Back to the Future Part III
Titles designed by: Nina Saxon (BTTF)
Saxon/Ross Film Design (BTTFII & III)
I got weirdly emotional when I saw this.
I was first shown round the new building on York St. sometime in the summer of 2010, I believe; Allie Reid Hayes Whatever walked me around the 25th floor. Half-finished and open-concept, the view from up there was spectacular; all of Toronto, seemingly, touchable in its nearness. This was a few months after I’d left my job at Telus and a few months before my former team was going to up stakes and move from the wilds of Scarborough to the downtown office - although all of them would shortly be going “mobile,” too, because Telus worked out that “mobile worker” thing like the crack of a bullwhip across a clear summer night.
I liked the look of the place, the design, the feel of the walls, or maybe it was just that I disliked Scarborough, and the approximately 3675 hours I burned commuting to and fro the Consilium office over the course of the four-plus years I worked there. (Don’t tell Mayor Ford: Scarborough needs a subway, subway, subway.) It wasn’t quite workplace-envy, that day touring the 25th floor with Allison, but it was an appreciable sense of how the thing had evolved for the better, because I maintain that things generally do.Read more
“From the moment I met you, I knew you were going to be trouble.”
Captain Picard takes a vacation and ends up on an Indiana Jonesish adventure for a mythical artifact, accompanied by a beautiful sidekick and squared off against a Ferengi and two time-traveling security guards. I mean, come on. “Captain’s Holiday” sports a premise so gleeful it’s nearly dizzying.
Captain Picard is a changed man by this point in The Next Generation’s third season. When reviewing “Who Watches the Watchers” half a season ago, I remarked that the Captain had reached the nadir of his least entertaining personal traits, wandering from episode to episode as a stuffy, imperious negotiator given over to eloquent speechifying but not a lot of good, old fashioned fun. In “Captain’s Holiday,” he’s the reverse – we get to spend time with a Picard who’s sexy (and sexual – and evinces the most astonishing seduction technique in Star Trek history, successfully bedding Vash by getting under the covers with her and then blithely trying to get some sleep), physical (his coldcock of Sovak doesn’t match his haymaker of a punch in “The High Ground,” but hey, whatever man), and actually seems to be having a good time. We might take the first act of the episode literally: Captain Picard really, really needed a holiday. There’s no stiff bureaucrat who can’t be loosened up by a bit of sex and sun.Read more