Silly me for getting hopes up regarding the Neuromancer adaptation. I mean, I thought things. Wonky things. Like it may not suck. Like it may be good. If these rumors are true, you can find me in the bathrub weeping softly
William Gibson predicted the future, and as I type on this keyboard to you across our mass hallucination, I’m only ratifying that claim. Here’s a pretty fucking awesome interview by Alex Pasternack in which he gets Gibson to open up on a variety of things. Gods, I love this man.
[Note: William Gibson and Neil Gaiman will not be attending. See comments for more info.]
I enjoy steampunk whenever I pass by it in my cultural travels. Not enough to dress in its elegant swag, nor to delve deeply into the literature. Enough to appreciate it. Even at this novice level however, I’m beyond bonerized for the steampunk festival coming to my home state.
True fucking Gibsonite porn right here. A 1986 informercial for a Neuromancer adaptation that never came to be. It was intended to drudge up funding for the project, and features a gaggle of stars including a glorious 1986 version of the author himself.
I’m insane in my geeklust for William Gibson. Totally bananas. He is my God. Everyone knows by now that the dude created the term ‘cyberspace’ and that he imagined a distant future while writing Neuromancer on a friggin’ typewriter. Now we know where he got the inspiration for the word that’s come to worm itself into our Collective Unconscious. Arcades.
Finished Zero History by William Gibson tonight. Took me a good goddamn three months to wade through. Which is funny thinking about. On one hand, three months seems like an inordinate amount of time to finish a novel. On the other hand, the amount of occurrences that have built up since September seem voluminous.
The first three months of reading was dictated by school schedules. Or girlfriend schedules. Or if I’m being truthful, playing too many video games and slacking off online masturbating schedules. Yeah kid, you know, those schedules. The last week of the novel consumption was dictated by lack of desire to leave the Gibson-generated universe. A reluctance to bid adieu to a cast of characters that I first: sort of liked. That I second: felt to be flat and thin approximations for cool ideas. And thirdly: I loved, and loathed to leave.
But such is the way things go. If we’re all just people passing by, what does that make fictional people? Vastly different than us, or vastly similar? And if you really want to bum out, I have a feeling Hamlet is going to be hanging around a lot longer than the majority of us.
Slow Thursday morning. So let me pass along some sexy concept art from Duncan Jones next movie, Mute. Click the image for a larger rendition of it. I was unfortunate enough to miss Jones’ Moon this year which looked like a trippy riff on 2001 and other things. But this promo art along with all the good things I’ve heard about Moon have me pretty geeked out. It also doesn’t hurt that Jones intends on borrowing heavily from Blade Runner‘s vibe:
Mr. Jones has made it abundantly clear how much a fan of Ridley Scott and the seminal work of future noir he is and another one part unsurprising as he’s explicitly compared Mute to Blade Runner himself.