While working with the idea of the mind-body-soul relation in Atwood’s Oryx and Crake last week, I started to think more about it in direct relation to the primary characters – Oryx, Crake, and Snowman. After playing with the thought for a bit, I’m pretty satisfied with correlating these three interrelated aspects of humanity with these three interrelated people.
I’ll begin with the last of the characters to be fully introduced: Oryx.
Ladies and gentlemen, I did not expect it, but I loved the everliving crap out of RoboCop. It’s over-the-top 80s gory, it’s a slapstick satire of 80s America, and it’s got some of the simplest but most effective visual storytelling that anyone who’s ever seen a movie before should be able to grasp.
Let’s summarize the plot to begin:
Detroit really sucks, and the cops can’t do much. Some are bought, but all are outgunned. The corporation that basically owns the police decide to replace cops with AT-STs. Some guy in a suit gets blown into Campbell’s Chunky Tomato by one, so another exec says, “Let’s try making the Borg instead. They’re at least half-people in there, and this won’t happen.” They dig up a cop that got blown into Garden Medly Ragu by Red Forman and turn him into an emotionless law enforcement machine, complete with badass one-liners and pistol spins. He robo-dozes off in his tiny I’m-a-robot-so-it’s-ok dormitory holding cell, and dreams about when he was a person. Then he starts hunting down The Formans to avenge himself and remember enough of his humanity to have a celibate crush on his old police partner. END OF MOVIE.
So how in the sweet name of Cyberdyne Systems is this a good movie? Because it does all of its simple shit perfectly.