Clouds, a Documentary Shot With Kinect, Explores Beauty of Code

                    

In Clouds, an upcoming documentary exploring the beauty of code, the talking heads on screen appear to be floating in thin air. Images of prominent hackers and artists, shot using a Microsoft Kinect sensor attached to a digital SLR, appear as points suspended in space that emerge, dissolve and reappear.

The exclusive clip above, which was shot at the Eyeo Festival this week in Minneapolis and features artists Casey Reas, Shantell Martin and Theodore Watson, demonstrates the filmmakers’ innovative technique.

The look of Clouds was designed to match the subject matter.

“It’s like painting an ice sculpture,” said media artist James George, who is creating the film with Jonathan Minard, a fellow at Carnegie-Mellon’s Studio for Creative Inquiry. “You have a sculpture — the volume data — and we use the SLR to color the data. The combination of the two creates the effect.”

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Prometheus Poses Eternal Questions About Science, Creationism

In Prometheus, David (Michael Fassbender) is an android who lives amongst his makers and is unimpressed.
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It’s understood that Prometheus is a prequel of sorts to Alien, but it’s also an origin story of another kind, a thought-provoking tale about the quest for truth — both scientific and spiritual — about where humans come from.

It’s an eternal question, and Ridley Scott’s sweeping new sci-fi movie about a ship full of seekers in search of the origins of life on Earth fully embraces the tension between science and religion, the clash of ideas among adherents to Darwinism, creationism, and intelligent design.

If there is a quest for scientific facts about the origin of life, then can’t that also be considered a search for god, if “god” is understood to be “creator”? If the quest of science is to find out what we came from, or “how we got here,” then finding the answer isn’t that much different than finding religion. All theories — scientific as well as religious — involve at least some faith in their until they’re proven — it’s just that some people believe in the lab and use it to test their hypotheses, while others believe in the Word.

The twist Prometheus puts on the question is, “What if the answer is in the heavens, but instead of a bearded deity, what if our creators were extraterrestrials? And, if so, who or what created them?”

That bit of storytelling gymnastics — playing up the fiction as much as the science — was intentional. In a recent interview with a group of reporters, Damon Lindelof, the Lost co-creator who worked on the Prometheus script with director Scott and writer Jon Spaihts, said the concept for the movie was to move away from Alien’s chestbursters and xenomorphs and focus on the origin of the human species and whether we have makers who share our DNA.

“This idea of creating one in one’s own image becomes a sci-fi construct as opposed to a supernatural construct or a religious construct,” Lindelof told the reporters. “I think the movie sort of dabbled in marrying those two ideas.”

That’s not to say that the R-rated Prometheus, out Friday, is some kind of a pro-creationism, anti-science allegory. It’s not. (Scott himself has professed more belief in the possibilities of aliens than god, telling Esquire “the biggest source of evil is of course religion.”) The film simply plants seeds of thought — sort of like cinematic panspermia — that will naturally lead audience members to question the origin of man, whether they’re Darwinists, creationists or something else entirely.

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Review: Majestic Visuals Power Prometheus Through Big, Murky Ideas

With Prometheus, Ridley Scott makes a triumphant return to sci-fi filmmaking.

Ridley Scott proves in Prometheus that 33 years after Alien, he still remembers how to rouse primal fears within a gorgeously rendered, profoundly pessimistic sci-fi setting. The stylistic flourishes introduced in Scott’s 1979 classic became near-clichés for dozens of lesser filmmakers in the ensuing decades. Skeptics have reason to wonder if it’s even possible to find a fresh take on the man-versus-alien smackdown in outer space.

The answer provided in Scott’s R-rated saga Prometheus, which opens Friday in the United States: hell yeah.

Scott opens with a majestic montage that primes us for an eons-spanning saga. Filmed on RED cameras in native 3-D, a grand succession of nature’s greatest landscape hits lead us to a majestic waterfall. The camera pulls back to reveal a close encounter of the chromosomal kind that unfolds as a handsomely imagined variation on 2001: A Space Odyssey’s primordial caveman sequence.

Flashing forward several millennia, spunky archaeologist Elizabeth Shaw (played by Noomi Rapace) and her boyfriend Charlie (Logan Marshall-Green) discover caveman drawings in Scotland that bear thrilling resemblance to hieroglyphs found in other ancient ruins all over the world. “It’s not a map, it’s an invitation,” Shaw says.

The discovery leads to an expedition on the spacecraft Prometheus, essentially managed by a smooth robotic operator named David (Michael Fassbender). While crewmembers sleep, the android roams the ship shooting baskets and spying on Shaw’s dreams as if he were watching a movie.

When the ship approaches its destination, corporate hard-ass Vickers (Charlize Theron) rouses herself from 800 days of slumber by performing the trailer-famous near-naked push-ups, then suits up for a stern orientation session that establishes that No. 1) She’s the boss. No. 2) Any life forms encountered are to be observed but not engaged.

You know that’s not going to happen.

(Spoiler alert: Minor plot points follow.)

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Observation Deck: What If Everything Is Sci-Fi?

                    

What is genre, really? Amid some predictable back-and-forth about whether science fiction, mystery, romance and other pulpy stuff is literary — or can ever be anything more than a guilty pleasure — this week’s Observation Deck weighs in with the possibility that everything is genre.

If genre entertainment is anything that takes place in a fictionalized world where the rules are different from reality, then Mad Men and The Gilmore Girls are just as much sci-fi as Star Trek or Battlestar Galactica. (They’re certainly more fun to watch if you think about them that way.)

So, right: Can’t we all just get along? Of course genre can be literary, and literature can be genre (as Time’s Lev Grossman recently argued). You can disappear into any of these worlds — no guilt necessary.

Stuck on Your Sci-Fi Novel? Give Each Character a Playlist

                    

I went through an odd career shift recently — from tech entrepreneur to science fiction author. The biggest company I started was Listen.com, which built the Rhapsody music service. We were the top seller of legal and licensed online music, until we were eclipsed (rather badly, I’ll admit) by the subsequent launch of Apple’s iTunes store. After selling my company, I kicked around the startup world for a few years, then started to write.

The sages who know about such things tell new novelists to write about something you know, a subject you understand viscerally and personally. What I knew was the online music business. A desperate and profitless world besieged by lawsuits, bankruptcy and pirates, it seemed like a great setting for a horror story. My favorite fright as a kid was Invasion of the Body Snatchers, so I threw some aliens into the mix.

The resulting tale — told in Year Zero, my upcoming novel about a vast civilization of aliens who are so deliriously into human pop music that they inadvertently commit the biggest copyright infringement since the big bang — turned out to be more comedic than horrific, as the spoiler-free plot summary in the video above will attest.

In keeping with the “stick to what you know” theme, I fired up my music the moment I sat down to write. Between Rhapsody, my MP3s and (fine, I’ll admit it) some Spotify, I must have listened to 3,000 hours of tunes before I finished. The result is a novel that’s saturated in music. Song titles, album names and lyrical snippets lurk everywhere. And at least some of this was entirely deliberate.

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