Heartbreaking Moments: 6/7 ~ The Iron Giant Sacrificing Himself (The Iron Giant)
FIRST OF ALL
HOW DARE YOU
It’s all about getting your name out there.
Remember in 1993 when Jurassic Park was like…the end all, be all of special effects?
not gonna lie that still looks intimately real
I’m still somewhat convinced that someone sold their soul to create the special effects in Jurassic Park because that shit is over 20 years old and it still really, really holds up, better than the stuff in a lot of current movies, even.
Fucking witchcraft, man.
No really, I want you to think about this.
TRON came out in 1982 and pioneered a lot of computer effects and computer animation, but they were still mostly limited to simple polygons: the blocky terrain, the solar sailer, the light cycles, the tanks, the Bit.
Jurassic Park came out in 1993. 11 years later. That’s it. And it had convincingly realistic CG dinosaurs. If that’s not the result of some devil-bargain, I don’t know what is.
11 years after Jurassic Park was 2004: movies with notable CG included HP: Prisoner of Azkaban, Spider-Man 2, and The Day After Tomorrow. “Animated” movies included Shrek 2, The Incredibles, and Shark Tale.
Nothing resembling the huge leap between Tron and JP.
apparently e.l. james called former child star mara wilson (matilda) a “sad fuck” for critiquing the 50shades books a while ago and now there’s a feud. i love it.
this gives me hope.
Vampire: The Masquerade players: I am looking for this thing. This is the “CD Reference Guide and Storyteller’s Assistant" (WW 5706, ISBN 1-56504-514-9) from early 1997. This is NOT the "CD Reference Guide and Character Generator" (WW 5720) from late 2000. That’s a different product (which I own).
You can view the ancient website for this CD-ROM here at the Wayback Machine.
I need it for a few different reasons, most of which boil down to “preserving history.” If you think you can help me out please let me know. Thank you!
Aidan Johnson and I have known each other since, like, Kindergarten. We reconnected again recently because he’s running for Ward 1 city councillor. Last week one of his team asked me if I’d be willing to volunteer for canvassing and such. I said sure, and proposed Tuesday (today). I didn’t check the weather forecast first.
So today I went out. We met up around 4:30, I had a drink, and at 5 we walked out to our target area, Hunter Street. Not too far away.
I brought my water bottle, which I drank from in between houses. Finished it around 5:45. We went until about 6:30 and started heading back to Aidan’s.
Partway there, on Pearl street, he stopped to talk to a couple who had just left an apartment building. I was hot and tired, so I sat down on a retaining wall in the shade about 20 feet away and tilted my head back. Almost immediately, it was like someone turned up the Brightness knob. Everything was bright blinding white, although I could still see some blacks and bursts of colour through the white.
My pulse was pounding. I felt like I was generating heat like a furnace. Very dizzy. Ready to vomit. I remember thinking “I don’t think I’m going to make it back to Aidan’s.”
I heard a clatter: My clipboard had fallen off the wall next to me on to the street, scattering Aidan’s cards everywhere. I could still make out the black, orange and red enough to have a good idea where most of them were.
I got off the wall and crouched down to pick them up, albeit clumsily. Was good for about 30 seconds. Then I basically just keeled over plowed into the ground. I scraped my knee pretty badly, and the back of my shoulder.
Next thing I knew, Aidan was right with me, yelling “oh my god, are you okay?” over and over. I waved him off as I got my bearings. The brightness faded back to normal.
I crawled a few feet away to the curb and sat down. All the previous symptoms seemed to have abated. It was another minute or two before I realized my glasses were still laying in the street and not on my face. (One arm is bent.)
He asked me if I wanted him to call 911. Nothing like this had happened to me before, so we agreed that it was probably a good idea.
We chatted for a few before the paramedics showed up. Aidan went home while they took me to the General. Waited about 45 minutes before I was triaged, waited another hour before they found a bed and the paramedics left. Nurse took a look at me, didn’t seem worried. Resident took a look, didn’t seem worried. Made an offhand comment that she could clean my injuries. Texted mom. About 20 minutes later she came in. Were going to check with the nurses to see if I could go, because we hadn’t heard otherwise and mom could clean the wounds if necessary.
As she headed out, the resident came back in with another doc who asked me all the same questions again just in case I’d had a stroke. I confirmed the story. She said I had the choice of leaving and getting some food or I could stay there and get a fluid IV, but in either case I was good to go. Finally got home at 10:30 or so. The overall consensus was heat stroke with maybe a little dehydration.
Sleeping on the couch tonight so mom can “keep an eye on me,” but otherwise I’m fine, albeit sore in the obvious wound spots. Got orders to take it easy for the next couple of days, which I plan to do.