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War of the Worlds
November 09, 2017books, Cereal Atomic, film, James Mandell, music, nostalgia, opera, Orson Wells, pop culture, retro, sci fi, tv, War of the WorldsNo comments

No, not red vs blue, think bigger! In 1898
HG Wells, one of the founding fathers of the Sci-Fi genre “gifted” us with some
incredibly imaginative thinking about an alien invasion, bringing a whole new
(ahem) alien concept into sharp focus and leaving us howling at whatever planet
suited our fancy.
It took the genius of Orson Wells to turn
that story into a radio drama in 1939, when his troop of players, the Mercury
Theater, performed a live version of it on the air. This time, it was far more
realistic. Using cutting edge tech – radio broadcast – and cutting edge
techniques – sound effects, live orchestra, inspired performances – he
simulated an invasion of Earth by wicked, up-to-no-good Martian invaders, whose
advanced weaponry promptly flattened our puny defenses, dispatching with great
swaths of humanity, as on-scene reporters, bystanders and military brass
helplessly intoned the bad news in real time.
One of the coolest concepts that gave the show
a more believable bent was to use a small live orchestra, whose job was to play
insipid dance music, simulating a normal evening radio broadcast, only to be repeatedly
interrupted with breathless reports uttering “We interrupt this broadcast to
bring you this special bulletin” or even more convincing: “We now return to our
program of evening music…” at which point the (really awful) dance music midst
would be cut back into.
The effect was electrifying, so much so that it caused actual panic in the streets, with people spilling out of their
homes, armed with guns and pitchforks. Heady stuff.
Now comes the latest iteration of the show
(which was redone as 2005 Spielberg
feature with Tom Cruise), a War of the Worlds OPERA (!) staged by the Los
Angeles Philharmonic, based on the Mercury Theater broadcast, based on the
book. The company has gone so far as to schedule not only the premier
performance at Disney Hall in downtown LA, but a simulcast at three additional
yet-to-be-announced outdoor public spaces, where a live actor will take to a
makeshift stage and perform along with the live show. This will be done via
loudspeakers mounted on poles built to hold the original 50-year old air raid
sirens that were installed back in the days of the Red Scare. Quaint!
Just bought tickets (including the $14 per
ticket convenience charge) and can’t wait to go next week. Stay tuned for
broadcast interruptions.
RIP, Cassini
September 23, 20172010, Arthur C Clarke, books, Cassini, Cereal Atomic, James Mandell, NASA, Odyssey Two, Saturn, sci fi, science, spaceNo comments

We’ve now witnessed the passing of NASA’S greatest explorer, the Satellite Cassini, which flew nearly a billion stress-causing but mostly trouble-free miles to its destination, Saturn, sending spectacular photos and info every step of the way.
The heroes of this mission, the engineers and architects of the flight, sat at their consoles with tears in their eyes as they issued the command for Cassini’s final descent towards Saturn’s surface. There was no expectation of a landing. The satellite would be ripped to pieces as it entered Saturn’s gravitational force and encountered airborne debris. It was simply a miracle it lasted as long as it did, interweaving with bands of meteorites, orbit after orbit, just skirting the outer limit of those particles, per minutely calculated circles of concentricity.
In the end, we got evidence of 62 moons orbiting Saturn. Sixty-Two. Each with its own set of peculiar personalities, from oblong shapes to the presence of liquid substances on Titan, famous for its role in Arthur C Clarke’s 2001. Wait, I think it was his book “2010.” In which a message was received inviting Earth to come and explore, but to stay offa Titan.
So Arthur – he knew. Fascinating mind in that human. Which begs the question: What if he REALLY knew? That man, if you watch the videos of him espousing on space travel and life on other worlds, spoke with an air of intellectual engagement and… certainty… you didn’t hear from his contemporaries.
Wouldn’t it be fitting that the guy who helped inspire and invent modern scifi film-making, was actually revealed to be a Visitor someday? With all the evidence, all the logic that supports UFO theory, who better to be the chosen spokesman of the 20th century? And who will be the next?