The Way of the Future...
The unlit path stretching ahead, the long and winding road; survival and prosperity often depends upon knowing its twists and turns, the successful prediction of what's coming around the bend. An aviation corporation decides to purchase forty-eight new jet aircraft to accommodate an expected rise in international flights. As a result, an eager stock holder decides to invest the rest of his life savings after hearing of the deal, predicting considerable returns. Scenarios of the future are played out in the mind and almost within an instant, actions leading to those most favourable are planned out, subconsciously much of the time, without a second thought. At the same time, actions leading to unfavourable scenarios are duly suppressed.
Howard Hughes the billionaire industrialist, film-maker and aeronautical engineer, portrayed in the Martin Scorsese picture The Aviator was, amongst other things, known for his erratic behaviour and excessive-compulsiveness attributed to various phobias, namely uncleanliness and germs. The film ascribes his intense fear of these invisible disease carriers, his hypochondria, to experiences from his childhood and things said by his mother while washing him with that black soap in a tin. He is unable to finish a meal touched by Jude Law's character Errol Flynn; he refuses to close a certain large business deal until a small spot of white is removed from the jacket of one of the businessmen - Data sure is getting on in years. All these are acts born out of that unconscious feeling that he is "not safe". I'd hate to see how I would be if I listened to everything my mother told me when I was a kid.
Last night the short-term future scenario of going to the movies had won the favour of my intentions and so I went through the series of actions that would actuate this objective. In short, I wanted to go see The Aviator, so I did. Personally I really enjoyed it - more interesting than Million Dollar Baby - though that's not to say it was without its faults, with some characters lacking depth and lacking serious emotional impact, I can see why it missed out on the Oscar. Although probably Leonardo DiCaprio's best performance to date and he obviously put in a lot of effort, I still wonder if someone else couldn't have perhaps played the part a little better.
Afterwards, walking back to the car, I was discussing the possibility of movies being shot with a few different actors for the lead roles, a few takes with one, then swapping them around. Audiences might then be persuaded to purchase a ticket for each version, to see how their favourite stars tackle the same role and put their own unique spin on it. It could even be up to the cinemagoers which one should become the official version. The way of the future? I'm not sure it would work.