Science fiction writers have, historically, been very accurate seers into mankind’s future, both near and distant. When Jules Verne penned “From the Earth to the Moon” in 1865, he envisioned an event so strikingly similar to the Apollo missions it’s uncanny, and he did it 92 years before Sputnik launched. The following year (1958) saw the movie adaptation of Verne’s adventure and the creation of NASA, but it would take 11 more years before Neil Armstrong would walk on the moon, something Verne saw with crystal clarity 104 years earlier.
Another popular theme of science fiction evolves around a future, post-apocalyptic Earth, with movies like The Road Warrior, Mad Max, Escape from L.A., Terminator (pick one), and Solarbabies (there’s one from the B pile), to name a few. Watch any of them and you’d see the same thing: rusting hulks of old automobiles used like oversized cinder blocks in the creation of walls, barricades, and fortresses. I enjoyed the movies, comforting myself that this was far from reality and could never happen, if for no other reason than where the heck would all the cars come from?
I’m such an idiot at times.
While Chrysler and GM are cutting dealerships left and right, Chrysler’s also not buying back the inventory off the lots. So, we’re going to see dealerships dissolve … and vast lots of cars start to appear … and rust … hmmm. Raw materials for future events?
Think I’m crazy? You may be right … but I have to ask: What does that say about the rash of “natural disaster films” (Day After Tomorrow, 10.5, Nuclear Twister, Earthquake, The Core, Armageddon, Space Cowboys, Outbreak, Volcano, Dante’s Peak, etc.) we’ve been “plagued” with lately?