Major NoobOctober 11, 2012I've done a bit if talking on this site about the Golden Age of Pop Art, the interval from say 1965 to about 1985, when creativity and innovation were more the rule, not the exception.
Two great films from that era were 2001 and Alien, somewhat similar concepts at their core, but executed differently. 2001 presented for the first time to pop audiences the psycho AI, in the first masterful science fiction film, which was also unabashedly surreal and walked the line between art and commerce with flair. A true product of the 60's. Then we got Alien, at it's core a B movie with interesting ideas, but presented with such imagination and singular vision that it became a classic.
I saw Alien in the theatre when I was 17. Excitement was high, I knew about it well in advance and had spoiled it for myself as thoroughly as possible given the available media at the time. Alien was riddled with errors, unlikable characters, bad science and inept scientific practices. But no one cared. Few even noticed.
One big difference today is the Internet, arguably both a blessing and curse for our culture. For film, certainly, given the ability to freeze and dissect HD frames of any trailer, and acquire obscure or confidential information. It's near universal accessibility and the relative anonymity it offers has also emboldened a new subculture of bitter skeptics who can vent their unhappiness on any given topic, to the extent that their sincerity is easily questionable. The sheer mass of criticism often influences and dilutes the opinions of those with a legitimate gripe so that it's virtually impossible to divine fact from fiction.
In the case of Prometheus, I was somewhat depressed by what I saw as the overt attempts to humiliate, demoralize and render irrelevant both Damon Lindelof and Ridley Scott. Really? These are accomplished artists. They exerted energies we can only imagine to provide this entertainment, so lush with ideas and homages that it will be discussed for years to come. These guys should be mocked? Vilified? Not everything is to everybodies taste. It's a wonderful, diverse world with something for everyone.
Our reluctance or even inability to entertain ourselves, to live in our own minds, this is who we are now, mouths open, waiting to be fed. There is a yawning void of bandwidth that has to be filled, and thus we fill it with ANYTHING, all you need to be a celebrity today is an attitude or a problem. This is how you get Kardashians, frivolous parasites whose only hope in an earlier age would be to hold on to their inheritances. Or you get Adam Savage, someone who in an earlier age would have worked at the anarchist bookstore and lived in his moms basement. But
In this age he has a platform and needs to satisfy and airheads ti impress so he condescends to review movies and, of course, trashes Prometheus. Look at me, mom, I'm on tv!
I'm not saying it's stupid to genuinely dislike Prometheus. It isn't. And is this age worse? No, it simply IS. The scary part is that one day it will appear golden too.