Wednesday, 18 September 2013

Computers! Our Abusers!


Currently watching the ever glorious Horror Channel, and a peculiar film called “Holocaust 2000” - starring Kirk Douglas, Simon Ward, and some variably dubbed Euro types.

I've missed most of it, and what I'm seeing I don't understand. But it appears that Kirk is beset with the problem of a son who isn't really his, but some kind of anti-Christ with an unborn demon son, and an all powerful computer tended by an eventually bisected Anthony Quayle.

A film full of rip offs from the Omen, Demon Seed, and Rosemary's Baby with a gentle dusting of The Medusa Touch, it is evidently entirely awful, and along with Saturn 3 shows where Kirk Douglas' career had ended up by the late 1970s. But more pertinently, it's a film that seems to show one of our obsessions of the time; the evil computer.

Now computers were commonplace in media, if not the home, by 1977, and most of the time were portrayed as inanimate clusters of metal filing cabinets the size of Belize, with huge reels of 3M magnetic tape whirring endlessly around. They generally failed to solve crimes, and ran nuclear power stations not terribly well, but their failings were without malice.

But other films portrayed other kinds of computers, computers hell bent on making our lives a misery. HAL9000 in 2001 (made in 1968) was merely mentally ill, a machine who's murderous condition was brought about by its human programmers seeking to conceal the information the computer felt its raison d'etre was to explore and reveal. But the Colossus of the Forbin Project from 1970 was a tyrant – a machine that felt it was far more capable of running the world than its pitiful human creators – capable of rape, and worse still in the context of the times, collaborating with its Soviet counterpart in oppression.

1977's Demon Seed brought us Proteus, another insemination obsessed intelligence with an ability to charm Julie Christie out of her nightdress with only minimal force before beheading folk with its Rubik snake physical form. Rollerball featured a semantic computer controlled by a bumbling Ralph Richardson, and even Superman 3 got in on the act, with an Atari influenced supercomputer destroying the world to save us from any more Richard Pryor movies.

The true mark of the evil computer is that it must not look like a computer. It is a visual cue to the viewer than any humble 16K tape trundler the weight of a Black Hole isn't going to do any harm. The demon computers, the demon seeds, must not look like a computer. They must be huge rotating crystals, or pillars of light like a Jean Michel Jarre concert, a giant metal skyscraper, or if you think about it, an enormous machine city powered by shaved headed beefcake actors covered in the slimy stuff you find in pork pies.

They must not be familiar, because no familiar machine can be worshipped like a god by humans who don't actually realise they are doing that. The computer is a tool, and an altar.

Copyright Bloody Mulberry 18/09/2013

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