Saturday, 26 March 2016

Blade Runner (1982) Dir. Ridley Scott


If I were to say the words “Sci Fi”, “Classic” and “Harrison Ford”, what’s the first movie that comes to mind? All my life (and I as someone brought up on crappy sci-fi movies I do mean all my life) I would have fired back, “Star Wars”. While I would never doubt the sanctity of the holy original trilogy, I am starting to wrap my head around the fact that Blade Runner might just be the better choice for a “Harrison Ford Sci Fi Flick”
     
     The primary reason I say this, is the incredible attention to detail in the Blade Runner, particularly in aesthetic. I absolutely loath sloppily done sci-fi aesthetics, where all the art direction team has essentially done is recreate an exaggerated version of Times Square and thrown in some flying cars. The Earth one sees in Blade Runner however, is probably one of the most realistic depiction of futuristic cities I’ve seen. In 2016, with pollution, population and cultural mixing at the stage they are now, it’s only logical in my mind that cities a few decades from now, will end up looking like the one depicted in Blade Runner. I loved how overwhelmingly overcrowded it was, how undeniably filthy and I especially loved the aesthetic influence from more than just American Culture.



     The reality that Ridley Scott managed to construct through Blade Runner, is deliciously complex and far more sophisticated than that constructed in most other SF films or even books. Blade Runner gives us more insight into the actual society of the created world than I remember having been given in any other SF movie. We’re told the story from the point of view of a cop-like figure called a Blade Runner who has long abandoned his post in the force and lives amongst low lifes and societal trash. The all too familiar scenario of technology having a little too much hold over humanity, and the seemingly archaic presence of almost neo-art-deco style structures and interiors makes the depiction of a future all the more believable since the audience has the hint past to look to for reference. In the film one has to deal with characters ranging from Blade Runners and corporate big wigs to prostitutes and the homeless. Scott presents us with the idea that technology, progress and change aren’t always spread evenly in society. While some scenarios may seem glamorously futuristic, some, like the scene where Pris is seen to have been sleeping in trash, or Deckard is trying to order Chinese food are archaic only because of their familiarity.  A sense of fear and paranoia overwhelm the viewer within the first few scenes itself. Sirens, flashing lights, towering structures that would put our skyscrapers to shame, omnipresent police in flying cars and a dangerous, unforgiving underbelly of a city where one is thoroughly assaulted by propaganda, advertisements and announcement. The opening sequence ends with the camera slowly approaching a bored looking Deckard amongst all this anarchy.
    
    Harrison Ford’s Deckard is another reason to love this movie. He’s the swashbuckling wise-ass in the way that Han Solo was, but unlike Solo, Deckard’s heart Is probably lead or coal. He’s a million shades of grey and that’s what makes him all the more unpredictable, all the more exciting. The rest of the characters would be familiar figures to those of you who are from overcrowded metropolitans, too busy for empathy and goal oriented to a fault. Everybody has a motive, everybody wants fulfilment and the framework of connections, motives, alliances and worlds is what weaves Blade Runner into a rich tale of a race that did almost everything wrong.

   Whether you’re a die hard SF fan or just someone who appreciates a good aesthetic, Blade Runner is a surprisingly well put together movie that transcends the status of “sci fi flick” and shoots straight into “cult classic” territory.
    

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