Sunday, November 10, 2013

The American Astronaut-The Old West Meets C.S Lewis's Space Trilogy Through The Eyes of Johnny Rotten



Imagine a diesel-punk era where pioneers, brigands, pirates and other roughneck sort ply the planets in the solar system seeking their fortunes.  Everything seems dirty and tired and technology looks like it can be repaired and jury-rigged using no more than Tim Allen's tool belt.  One such ship is piloted by Samuel Curtis (Cory McAbee, who directed and wrote this film as well as provided the music through his band, the Billy Nayer Show. Did I mention this thing was also a musical)?   Curtis ends up taking a commission from an acquaintance, the Blueberry Pirate, to find a new King for the women of Venus, who need a replacement king to propagate their race. Also, he runs afoul of an old foe, Professor Hess, and does other typical space adventure things, like participate in a dance competition.

Yep, this one is a strange one, filmed in black and white and using an approach that accentuates it's feel by a combo of world weary matter-of-factness to all the odd things in the setting, yet all clearly having fun at the absurdity of the situation. 

Don't try to "logic" this one out, a scientifically and technologically consistent universe isn't the point here.  It is all about mood, feel, strangeness and kind of a flip of the bird to more "self important" space operas, though these guys are clearly fans of the genre. 

If you dig science fiction comedy like Red Dwarf and Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy, The Stainless Steel Rat or Bill The Galactic Hero, this one should do ya fine.

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