No Turning Back (2019), a view

– Science. Fiction.

No Turning Back (2019)

serious topic: the lack of space to be. For some.

I have never before written a review of a movie I did not see. But in regards to this one I feel compelled.

Judging from the trailer the acting and the cinematography leaves something to be desired. The lighting is off, there is an abundance of close-ups of actors, who all seem wooden from lack of competence or bad directing, the script is too casually “normal” – all tell tale signs of a low budget, lack of professionalism on all levels, including the financiers.

None the less “No Turning Back” has won or been nominated for several awards – best picture, best director – which could be due to lower quality of other contestants. But.

The topic is relevant. That’s it. Why would anyone with a functioning family leave all and everyone for a place there is no coming back from?

When the world was colonised, most often by men, women often only being along for amusement or procreation, there was rarely an idea of “coming back”. What was left behind was the grueling monotony of basic survival, often at the merciless hands of diseases, local wars and despots, lack of food and entertainment – basically the idea that “standing still” was equal to dying, the death of the spirit. Men became pioneers and scouts, ofte paying with their life for this dream of variation in life, of “freedom to roam”, to make a buck to secure the path for those following to establish secure outposts of civilisation.

Then came the migration of whole families to the sparse lands, often to more gruelling work, but with the opportunity initially to stake out their own claims and become their own masters. Nothing fancy about it – every luxury that had preciously been enjoyed had to be made from the bottom up, but there was freedom to roam, free space.

And now we are over-civilised. Our cities are mostly just filled with people surviving in a complex trade of time for sustenance and entertainment. There is little freedom affordable for anyone in a family. Just like… always. And there is little excitement, for anyone, which is not either a depravity of lust outside of common acceptance or understanding, or an enjoyment of knowing and understanding something “before anyone else”. Where to go to feel a real freedom of the soul? Something that feels not like a repair of a faulty culture or yet another fragmentation of scientific facts into another new field of study, that one can “own”, or a manuscript or novel or poetry collection or record or play or series of paintings or performance or building or invention of a gadget that brings some cashflow and shifts some jobs or create a few new ones, or a power position, which changes nothing from lack of absolute dominion…

The only thing left is the spaces in-between everything. There is no more room for real expansion. Exploration, yes, and relatively safe as such – often a rescue helicopter a call away – excelling at sports, production, academic studies, vaccines. But the feeling is generally that the Earth is full.

Humanity has exhausted its options as a species. Which is why you will read and see lots of fantasies about AI overlords, alien invasions, deadly vira (yeah, that one didn’t change much, did it?!), time travel… a million more fantastic tropes await you – because life is predictable and monotonous in the overall picture. And we try to imagine what would not be boring, while at the same time feel worth the risk of dying.

Preparing the whole human species for life on a new planet. Maybe that is it? Life on Earth is not “fixable” – barring a natural or man made catastrophe, which would “re-boot civilisation” (essentially wipe out too many people to keep everything running as it is) – but tackling the impossible, setting down stakes on a barren planet, first for science to “conquer” (understand and make habitable), then setting up shop and create a life and begin the exploration of the NEW again, while being forced to invent on the spot and make new language for new experiences, and new rules to fit new circumstance, and raise children in a fresh environment unhampered by old morals and ethics (well, exporting hetero normative sexuality and similar ideals of personal ownership might be the easiest, but it would also guarantee a fast return to internal strife, so think hard on that one) – all of it appeals to everyone, who re-watched “The Martian” seven times.

Believing it CAN BE DONE, and I MIGHT NOT DIE, and IT’S WORTHWILE and EXCITING are all traits of business, war, exploration, conquest, and science. And going on a one-way trip to Mars for science, while leaving everyone behind… How do you actually defend that?

Maybe this film does or does not argue that question well, but it tries. And we need that. For we are still those explorers, the primitives longing for the big open expanse, and the collaborators, who carve out nieces and go about changing malfunctions from within. And the primitives have no more room to be. On Earth.

Oh – and notice how the poster title uses the NASA font. Not the TRUMP font.

The World’s Most Expensive Soap?

Will it ever fly?

topic: The Psychology of Voluntarily Isolated Co-Hab (on Mars)

“Hello, and thank you for pushing the frontier.

I am assuming you are sending human beings to Mars and not emotionally dead people or emotional fugitives leaving their pay to mother or religion. The Psychology of Voluntarily Isolated Co-Habitation is therefore vital to such a mission’s success.

Striving to locate your thoughts on the matter I can find no projections on your website for the chosen live-in-group’s success, once they reach Mars. My un-answered questions specifically deals with group and habitat-psychology, as I find this vital to the continuation of the project, not just for later family settlers to the planet, but absolutely also long-term for all of the human species:

Q1. Will normal human emotions be dealt with on a corporate level, by corporate means and with the consent of the participating Arenauts, possibly even chemically, or will you train for self-sufficiency alone in this department (also?) – ie. your group of 4 people on Mars need to deal with emotional issues, as if they are alone?

Suppressing human emotions chemically is possible, but we have no (as far as I am aware) known evidence of long-term co-habitation in isolated areas controlled by chemical means. Mars is a long way from Earth. The time lag may be noticable and compensated for, but the human isolation on Mars is without the precedented backup of known friends and allies. Humans need to be touched, emotionally and physically. Four people is too little for physical variation, and emotional touch with people on Earth, who can only be known as voices and never as physical touch, will be stressed to the max, once understanding sets in and there is really no coming back.

Q2. Trying to contain or control emotional instability in the co-hab, on scales from 1 to 100, what is your estimate of the effectiveness of

Q3. Assuming that group one and two have means to suppress or adequately deal with strong emotional behavior through mental and organizational other means, after two years of isolation from the homo sapiens collective

3.1 how do you project the behavior of group one towards group two, initially following arrival? 3.2 what will be the powerplay between the old and the new group? 3.3 which educations, apart from those needed for self-preservation, general and specific science at the core of the project and habitat-upholding, would you include as general knowledge for all and specific for some?

I assume from the FAQs and the vision of the mission that the second group two years later to the best of abilities will be composed of members of the training team from which group one was also chosen? The second group will thus have met and worked with the first, maybe even mated, loved, fought?

PS: I must commend you on the soap-like setting for the choosing of highly intelligent and qualified people for the mission. Anything to highten the level of our collectively accepted down-dumbing of merchandize and entertainment consumers. I would like to know, though, how you will avoid cultural commercial poisoning of the mission-script in the public choice of participants. All TV shows from BigBrother and on, if not before, make choosing their participants on a basis of expressivity the main ingredient for mixing an entertaining show. For a mission to succeed on Mars, be it however much sponsored by “the People” and to the people one must avail one self… the opposite must be the case. A Mars expedition consisting of 4 or 8 people cannot survive disruptive emotions forever. I DO suppose you are not just out to create the world’s most expensive TV-soap?

happy go-ahead for all, kenneth krabat”


Mr. Nobody (2009, film, SciFi)

Science Fiction, når det er bedst.
Hvor entropi rimer på filosofi.


Hvad kan man som voksen tillade sig at lægge på skuldrene af et barn, et menneske som – set i lyset af et bestemt ideal – burde gives fri til at udforske verden selv?

Idealet er hér forestillingen om en barndom med stabilitet, balance, omsorg, kærlighed, samling, orden, hjem, tryghed som forudsætning for at vokse op og blive et rummeligt menneske med god aura og overskud til at forholde sig til andre mennesker.

I Mr. Nothing placeres en ubærelig byrde på skuldrene af ”barnet”, som flår tid og rum fra hinanden og skaber et multipelt univers med (psykisk) plads til modsatrettede konsekvenser af ikke at kunne vælge.

Som voksen ligger han for døden, 112 år gammel, som det sidste dødelige menneske i et samfund nu uden død (og sex). Som skaberen og bæreren af sin uløste konflikt er han uafvidende blevet til skaberen af et univers med flere tidslinier: Hans barneforelskelser får hver sin tidslinie – i én drukner han, i en anden rejser han til Mars, i en tredje…

Terapeuten, der presser ham til at huske, og journalisten, der stiller ukritisk øre til, er begge som psykisk immunforsvar i et menneskesind, der forsøger at udrede trådene, så organismen kan leve. Vi kender det fra vores samfund – at man skrifter, før man skal dø, så man møder skaberen ren – men hér skal det vise sig at gå på en noget anden måde.

Da han finder løsningen på det gamle dilemme, både angiver han columbusægget for, hvad et menneske gør, der stilles over for et umuligt valg, og hvordan universet ikke kan bestå, ikke findes, (for et menneske), som er evigt ubesluttet.

Livet, både det fysiske og det eksistentielle liv, er en vej, og hvis vejen ikke ses eller anerkendes, svarer det til, at det faktisk ikke findes. Man er blot en drøm i andre menneskers sind.

Eller… de er noget, man drømmer.

Mr. Nobody er en smuk fortælling om at leve. Og om at (finde og) være sig selv. Om at være gud i sit eget univers, og være menneske og hvordan man kan lykkes med det hele… 😀

Og så er Mr. Nobody det cinematografiske mest spektakulære billedorgie, jeg har set i… årevis!!