World On Fire
(2011; apparently also called Miami Magma
and Swamp Volcano
) is something I picked up a few years ago while creating a collection of Terrible Geology Movies; I finally got around to watching it on Saturday night and it was actually surprisingly good.
I mean. Not the science
, obviously; the science
wrong in all the ways one hopes for when one goes about buying this manner of thing. (THAT IS NOT HOW LAVA TUBES. THAT IS NOT HOW OIL FORMATION. THAT IS NOT HOW LAVA
. :D) But... it passed Bechdel repeatedly (because the female PI kept talking to her younger sister, a "volcanology prodigy", about science); male characters died in a way that would have been fridging for the sake of the women's character development except they were too busy doing cool science to care particularly
; bonus terrible CGI; and mind-bendingly wrong data security. A+ will probably watch again.
(2015) I unabashedly adore, because it is full of brave space robots and also brave space people and people making hard decisions as best they can and diversity in science and loyalty
and brave space potatoes and did I mention the space robots
. I cried most of the way through it (BRAVE. SPACE. ROBOTS.), I about corpsed when I muttered to shortcipher
"... is that Sebastian Stan
" and received the response "[confused look] who's Sebastian Stan?"
Laughed out loud several times in addition to crying, applauded it a fair bit, was gently horrified by the approach to spacewalks but whatever, am now intending to actually acquire and read the book. Probably also the DVD, because I think this can go on my safe shelf
. Much gratitude to my useless ex for coaxing me out of the house and to the cinema.