Why 80s Practical Effects Still Beat Modern CGI (And I Can Prove It)
I’ve got this beaten-up VHS copy of The Terminator that I grabbed from a garage sale maybe ten years ago. The case is cracked, the...
Sci Fi Aesthetic
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Why Romance in Space Operas Makes This Old Engineer Cry (And I’m Not Ashamed)
Last Thursday I was tinkering in my workshop, half-watching some terrible space opera movie my wife had left on while she folded laundry, when suddenly...
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Why I Can’t Stop Loving the Hero Who Doesn’t Want to Be One
Look, I’m just going to say it upfront – I have a massive soft spot for reluctant heroes in sci-fi, and I’m tired of pretending...
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When Morgan Made Me Remember Why Most Sci-Fi Movies Are Cowards
Man, there’s this thing that happens with sci-fi movies that just makes me want to throw my controller across the room. You know the feeling?...
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How Box Office Bombs Become Genre Legends: A Film Editor’s Take on Cult Sci-Fi
You know, there’s something almost perverse about how the sci-fi films we treasure most today were absolute disasters when they first hit theatres. I’m talking...
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Why I Keep Going Back to That Worn-Out Blade Runner VHS When I Could Just Stream It in 4K
Last Tuesday night I did something that probably makes me look like a complete weirdo to anyone under 25 – I fired up my old...
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Why I Finally Started Reading Black Science Fiction Authors (And You Should Too)
You know how sometimes you read a book that makes you realise you’ve been thinking about something completely wrong for decades? That happened to me...
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Why Some Sci-Fi Movies Never Get Old While Others Feel Ancient After Five Years
You ever watch a movie from like 1968 and somehow it still hits harder than something that came out last year? I mean, I was...
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Why Every AI in Sci-Fi is Either Jesus or the Terminator (And I’m Sick of It)
You know what pisses me off? Every single artificial intelligence in science fiction is either humanity’s digital messiah or our chrome-plated executioner. I’ve been binge-watching...
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When Sci-Fi Horror Gets Under Your Skin and Won’t Let Go
I was maybe sixteen, sprawled on my parents’ couch in suburban Houston with a beat-up paperback copy of *Annihilation* that I’d grabbed from the library’s...
