I'm pushing fifty, and for most of my life, the scientific/activist community has been sounding the gong of doom about what terrible ecological disaster is going to end life as we know it if we don't change our ways.  It's the Book of Revelations, only with peer-reviewed footnotes, and they always speak with such emphatic desperation that they get large portions of the public to believe that the end is nigh.

Blade Runner (1982) is unquestionably the seminal SF film of its generation. From the stunning visuals to the bang-on performances, to the casual effects, to the enigmatic symbolism, it is basically the magical heaven of all Noir. It was like every broody existental detective film based on a book by Hammett, Chandler, and the rest had been a mere precursor, and Blade Runner was the culmination of the entire genre. It is rightfully an unquestioned classic.

What the hell is it all about, though?

I saw this while preparing to leave Texas for home on Wednesday morning.  It's worth getting up early for.

http://www.msn.com/en-us/news/technology/mars-venus-and-jupiter-are-havi...