Last month the Logan North Library had a SCI FI month to promote Speculative Fiction. It culminated in an open day — a 50 piece orchestra played tunes for the movies and people from the Star Trek, Star Wars and Lord of the Rings groups came in costume.
Earlier in the month local writers had run workshops on genre writing and been on panels. My friend Marianne de Pierres launched her latest book, ‘Chaos Space’, and a good time was had by all.
The kids were catered for with face painting and Star Wars finger puppets and face masks. No one, from grandmothers to five year-olds had any trouble identifying Storm Troopers or Darth Vader. Seen below checking out a copy of Dolly Magazine for teenage girls.
I was 11 when Apollo 11 landed on the moon. I thought by the time I was an adult, there’d a base on the moon and we’d all have our own personal jet packs. Like Marge Simpson, I wanted to grow up to be an Astronaut.
But we don’t have hover cars like in the Jetsons. The wonderful juvenile adventure stories that Heinlien wrote about settling Mars and the Asteroid Belt are no closer to coming true. And the Brave New World that science promised to bring hasn’t eventuated. Instead we have mobile phones hounding us with advertising text messages and reality TV that is more boring that real life.
The genre that I love is now common place. TV shows like Charmed, Stargate, Buffy and X Files bring concepts and ideas into everyone’s living rooms. They are doing a remake of ‘The Day the Earth Stood Still’.
Yet … I miss that sense of Wonder. I find it less and less now days but I’ll never stop looking.