Honest Stuff I Make Up · · Tucson
The Carefully Chosen Color Schemes of Kubrick’s Spaceships
When we awoke on the ufo, the first thing that occurred to me was what horrible decorators the extraterrestrials were.
There were none of the carefully chosen color schemes that one might find on Kubrick's spaceships. No New Age dip-and-drape sculptings of cheesecloth into surfaces rendered in shimmering blues and soft white light that Spielberg might serve up. Definitely far and away from any nightmarish, though highly stylized, mechanorganic interiors that H.R. Giger could create.
Blade Runner did come to mind, but I quickly dismissed that idea since that film is not about aliens and even if it were, the craft we found ourselves held prisoners in would make even the most morose replicant grateful for a stint as building super for a housing project located in the manufacturing district of an ecologically doomed planet's capital city.
Frankly, the place reminded me of a dilapidated construction I shared with four slobs in college.
If I was going to rely on Cinema to make sense of this experience, I imagined I would have to rent Animal House when and if these creatures finished with us.