I saw Avatar last week. IMAX screen, 3D – the way it was meant to be seen. Many reviews online and offline criticized the movie for being unoriginal, and this brilliant observation on FAILblog definitely hits the nail on the head: it’s Pocahontas in space. But that should not stop you from seeing it. First of all, why does everything need to be original? I also saw Sherlock Holmes on the big screen last month, and enjoyed knowing that he would find a reasonable explanation behind all the “black magic” nonsense. I also enjoyed knowing that everything would end up all right in Avatar.
But what should really have you rushing to the theatre is that, while the science in Avatar may be fiction, the scientists are scarily real.
Over the years, Hollywood has taught us that scientists are the brains behind the destructive machinery, the egomaniacs out to grab what they want to further their own knowledge. In Avatar, the scientists are the good guys. In particular, Sigourney Weaver’s character Grace may be one of the most realistic scientists I have ever seen in a fictional story. She initially only cares about her research, but then revolts against her only funding source to protect the planet she’s gotten to know through her work. She’s a compassionate human character, devoted to and interested in her research subject, and using empiric knowledge to make a balanced decision. A far cry from the mad scientists you usually see on screen.
So maybe it’s like Pocahontas, but it’s Pocahontas in space, in 3D, and with proper scientists.
I saw Avatar today. I didn’t read much about it beforehand, and only listened to people telling me I needed to see it on IMAX 3D, so I was surprised to see that scientists play an important role in the story. I especially liked the research leader, Grace. The two thoughts that went through my head were: “I need to blog about this for easternblot” and “It would be cool to be Grace’s avatar for Halloween next year”. Then I remembered that I hadn’t blogged on easternblot in months, and that I probably won’t have Halloween at all next year because I’m moving to England. And *then* I remembered I hadn’t blogged on easternblot about moving to England, so maybe I needed to do two separate posts. This is the first one, and it’s not about Avatar, it’s about moving.
As of February, I will be employed in Cambridge, to do something interesting related to publishing and biology and people. I’ll give more details once the thing I’ll be working on is live, but for now all you need to know is: I’m leaving Toronto, I’m moving to the UK in two weeks, and I’m keeping the blog – but don’t know yet how often I’ll update it and with what.
I’m also on very limited bandwidth right now with easternblot.net, so I’m purposely keeping content down a bit until I’m settled enough to upgrade my hosting plan.
This weekend I’ll churn out some blog posts, though, and line them up for publishing later.
Of course I’m starting to be productive just now that I sold my desk…
I might also have some motivation to work on the music/science blog, but can’t promise that right now.
I’m actually pre-blogging this, four days ago, because at the time this comes up I’m away. (Coming home tonight, though). All kinds of things going on – in short: time for a blog break.
Creature Cast is a podcast from the similarly-named website, hosted by the Dunn lab at Brown University. They have two episodes so far, both really creative:
From T. Ryan Gregory come the website Microbial Art. It shows petri dish art make with various bacteria and fungi in different colours and structures.
Sometimes pretty coloured plates happened by accident in the lab, when we left something in the fridge too long, and strange pink fuzzies would take over. But on Microbial Art, the art is on purpose.
Nuit Blanche was four weeks ago, but I’m reliving the days of having photos developed and printed by waiting so long to show the pictures.
I managed to check out most of the (sometimes inadvertently) science-themed exhibits, and liked some more than others.
Do Not Disturb was an anthropology project. Artist Skeena Reece sat in a semi-transparent teepee all night, and you could interact with her through various means of technology, but she was selective about which input to respond to. This is the tail end of her conversation with Toronto’s mayor David Miller. It’s hard to hear, but you can see how he is at a microphone outside of the tent, and she is projected on the screen. On the photo you can see how hard it was to look into the tent.
12 Hours of Power was as disappointing as I feared it might be. The lights that were powered by the bikes were very faint. You could see people biking like crazy to produce a tiny bit of light. It was also very far out of the way from everything else.
That little lamp in the middle of the picture is powered by the dark shadow cycling like mad.
Beautiful Light: 4 Letter Word Machine mentioned “DNA sequences” in the description, but all I saw were other random combinations of four letters. The words lit up for a very long time before changing. I waited a long time to see if it got any better, but that was it. (Last year the display at City Hall was much better, so I had some expectations!)
The Vodka Pool drew enormous crowds. Inside the lobby of one of the downtown bank buildings was a huge puddle of vodka, to symbolize the volatile nature of money (volatile like evaporating alcohol). People left and right of me were commenting on how they wondered how it hadn’t yet all evaporated, or whether it would make it until morning. It was kind of pretty, and so big that the crowds added to it rather than formed an obstacle.
How to Win the Lottery was an all-night performance art piece. When I got there (between 11 PM and midnight) the performance was a lecture about numbers. I didn’t stay for the whole hour, because I was on a tight Nuit Blanche schedule, but there were some statistical facts, and interesting tidbits: certain number sequences have never been the winning numbers in any lottery anywhere. Lots of people play the sequence 123456 but it has never won. A few other sequences that are often picked have occurred far less often than statistically expected, which makes you wonder how “random” the lottery really is!
Through a Glass Darkly was also an all-night performance. To celebrate the International Year of Astronomy, the project focused on Galileo, macroscopic and microscopic science, and other geeky things. It was the only Nuit Blanche project that I’m aware of that was in part organized by scientists. I went to see the Super Flammable Babylonians’ performance at 3 AM. They sang vocal quartet pieces about planets and stars.
(After staying up all night and moving about the city in the dark, you tend to not notice anymore when your photos are underexposed…)
Right before I went home I dropped by the Ice Queen: Glacial Retreat Dress. It was, oddly, inside the Eaton Centre, right in front of Sears. The location at the late hour (5:30 AM at that point) made for a very weird performance. I think I would have liked this better if it was outside, in less of a mall-setting.
My favourite performance ended up being a music-themed one. Massey Hall, a downtown concert venue and theatre, was itself turned into a musical instrument. Groups of about 70 people at a time were let inside to sit on the stage, and watch performers pluck giant piano strings that were strung between the balconies of the space. The acoustics of the performance space now became the internal acoustics of the body of the instrument. And because it was 5 AM and I was exhausted, it was all very surreal.
Sitting on the stage, listening to the performance
Obligatory “look, I was on stage at Massey Hall!” photo-op before the next group was herded in.
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