When I first watched this movie, I thought I was scared by the possibility of being assimilated. I finished the book this morning, and it occurred to me that that was not quite right. The source...
When I first watched this movie, I thought I was scared by the possibility of being assimilated. I finished the book this morning, and it occurred to me that that was not quite right.
The source of my apprehension was not just the fear of the dissolution of identity, but rather the psychological contradiction between the desire to maintain my individuality, and the unconscious drive to conform, becoming one with the collective.
This movie is, to me, a masterpiece, and I enjoyed that analysis.
Donald Sutherland's face when he points and screams lives rent free in my head. I rewatched during COVID and it definitely is bleaker then I remembered.
Donald Sutherland's face when he points and screams lives rent free in my head. I rewatched during COVID and it definitely is bleaker then I remembered.
I caught this on some random cable channel around 12-15 years ago, maybe 15 minutes into the movie, and was initially pulled in by Nimoy’s character because I hadn’t seen him in much else than...
I caught this on some random cable channel around 12-15 years ago, maybe 15 minutes into the movie, and was initially pulled in by Nimoy’s character because I hadn’t seen him in much else than Star Trek.
It was an interesting watch back then, but I was fresh out of my teens and have since then spent a few years living in San Francisco, so I’m sure it’d be even better on a second viewing.
I'm glad to have stumbled upon this discussion. Surprised to hear so little of this movie otherwise. I was throughly disturbed by it - the distressing feeling of an acute existential crisis...
I'm glad to have stumbled upon this discussion. Surprised to hear so little of this movie otherwise. I was throughly disturbed by it - the distressing feeling of an acute existential crisis triggered by cosmic horror.
When I first watched this movie, I thought I was scared by the possibility of being assimilated. I finished the book this morning, and it occurred to me that that was not quite right.
The source of my apprehension was not just the fear of the dissolution of identity, but rather the psychological contradiction between the desire to maintain my individuality, and the unconscious drive to conform, becoming one with the collective.
This movie is, to me, a masterpiece, and I enjoyed that analysis.
Donald Sutherland's face when he points and screams lives rent free in my head. I rewatched during COVID and it definitely is bleaker then I remembered.
I caught this on some random cable channel around 12-15 years ago, maybe 15 minutes into the movie, and was initially pulled in by Nimoy’s character because I hadn’t seen him in much else than Star Trek.
It was an interesting watch back then, but I was fresh out of my teens and have since then spent a few years living in San Francisco, so I’m sure it’d be even better on a second viewing.
I'm glad to have stumbled upon this discussion. Surprised to hear so little of this movie otherwise. I was throughly disturbed by it - the distressing feeling of an acute existential crisis triggered by cosmic horror.