Bendito Machine III had an element of comedy. This one does not.
It’s like a visual summary of Feed, a book I read in high school (just for fun). But I refuse to believe that this is the future of humanity. We made the machines; we could turn them off. I guess the danger is we might not want to.
1. Cute. Is meeting through a magic bag sort of like internet dating?
2. Her hair is always blowing in the wind. Even inside.
3. Utopian or dystopian? I guess that depends on my mood, since the ending is in itself a new beginning. Perhaps utopian, since they can’t see each other through the bag - no filtering for physical appearance. But on the other hand, the relationship is still not face-to-face, if that’s still of value. But on yet another hand, what’s so bad about that?
First lesson: this short. The silhouetted figures are beautiful, but their master-slave relationship with technology is ugly. The landfill/graveyard of old technology reminded me of Wasteland, a documentary about art and trash and rebirth in Brazil. Bendito Machine III explores the same themes, albeit shorter and animated, but instead of using technology/art to build community and improve lives, the tech in BM3 fosters individualism and destruction. Whatever falls from the sky becomes their new god - Facebook/Twitter/Instragram much? All the tech in BM3 seems malicious - but how can that be? It’s just machine, right?
“Turns out that many traditionally Republican voters believe that their fire departments should be able to negotiate for adequate safety equipment or that the police officers who risk their lives on the streets should have a seat at the bargaining table.”—Even less love for Romney from police officers and Daily Kos
“Tetris was invented exactly when and where you would expect — in a Soviet computer lab in 1984 — and its game play reflects this origin. The enemy in Tetris is not some identifiable villain (Donkey Kong, Mike Tyson, Carmen Sandiego) but a faceless, ceaseless, reasonless force that threatens constantly to overwhelm you, a churning production of blocks against which your only defense is a repetitive, meaningless sorting. It is bureaucracy in pure form, busywork with no aim or end, impossible to avoid or escape. And the game’s final insult is that it annihilates free will. Despite its obvious futility, somehow we can’t make ourselves stop rotating blocks.”—
“The Constitution forbids Uncle Sam from sticking his hands down your jeans to find out whether you’re a man or woman for no good reason,”—Michael Cone, as quoted in Why Women Pay More, Marie Claire March 2012
“Instead of believing as a default that we should take religious exemptions seriously and put the burden of proof on the rest of us to explain why they shouldn’t be allowed, I now believe that neutral public policy comes first and the burden of proof is now up to churches to provide convincing arguments that (a) An important matter of conscience is being violated, and (b) The public policy in question isn’t important enough to be applied across the board. On the matter of contraception, I don’t think they’ve made a convincing case for either one.”—Kevin Drum for MotherJones
“I say it doesn’t matter if we flew here or we swam here, it matters that we are here and we are one group and let us stop trying to make a litmus test for who is considered gay and who is not.”—Cynthia Nixon, on being gay by choice and defining your own gayness
“Powerful vectors are at work in our underpants; unconsciously channeling our libido. The disappearance of pubic hair says something about the way we construct our humanness, how we compose our bodies and souls.”—http://freq.uenci.es/2011/10/14/disappearance/
“We need to change our train of thought. Of course we’re wealthy and prosperous, but in the big picture Denmark doesn’t have any resources apart from pigs, and that’s a real problem.”—Sandro Bedin, Occupy Denmark