I caught this movie on scyfy one night, or at least the last three quarters of it. On another night I caught the beginning up to the halfway point. I was very impressed. It seemed like something out of Weird Tales from the 30s or 40s. Alien dimensions opened up, things unlike anything in this reality coming through. Except this was modern day, and the rift between dimensions was big, maybe world swallowing huge. I tried to find it on Netflix and had no luck, so I immediately ordered the Blue Ray combo pack from Amazon. I also found out that it was based on a novella by Stephen King, so I went and bought Skeleton Crew, the book containing the novella and many short stories, for my Kindle, so I could start reading it right away.
I love this movie, and the novella was also really good. In fact, the movie and novella meshed pretty well up to the end. I won’t spoil it for those who haven’t seen it, but let’s just say that the ending was considered to be one of the most shocking ever. It was very different from King’s ending, more hopeless and hopeful as well, and very much less ambiguous. When King was asked about the movie ending he replied that he liked it, maybe a little better than his own. How unusual is that for a movie? The Blue Ray combo pack also came with a black and white version of the movie, which has an old horror movie kind of appeal, though I personally like the color version better. Great effects, really imaginative creatures out of a nightmare, and a really good storyline. I am very hapy with my purchase.
So, what genre was The Mist. I think most people would put it in the realm of Horror, and not be wrong. The creatures and the suspense were definitely horror, and so was the blood and gore. But is also had the feel of science fiction from an earlier age, with portals opened into other dimensions. Sort of like the old black and white Outer Limits. The creatures were other worldly, insectoids with eyes and teeth, tentacles with mouths, hard claws and spikes all over the place. The only real complaint I had as a scifi writer was that the ecology of the other dimension seemed to consist of nothing but carnivores. They could have had some herbivores, that like some of those in our world were just as dangerous as the meat eaters. If you haven’t seen this movie I highly recommend it. Get your hands on it in some form, and you will be glad you have this little gem on your collection.
One of the spookier aspects of Quantum Physics is how two particles separated by great space can know what the other is doing. An example of this is two particles split from the same particle that have gotten some distance from each other, maybe light years. They have two possible states which they only become when they are measured. Not that we don’t know until they are measured, but actually don’t possess until the measurement is made (this is like the Schrödinger’s Cat thought experiment for those who know). Now one particle must be one state, and the other the opposite state, normally a spin. When one is measured it assumes one state, and the other particle, no matter how far away, assumes the other state, as if it knew what the first state was. This flies in the face of most logic, and what most of us know about the speed of light. In the normal Universe information cannot be transmitted faster than the speed of light. In the Quantum Universe it not only can go faster but must. I believe this is because the particles are connected through other dimensions that the four we are familiar with (three spatial and one time). In fact, in some of these dimensions the entire Universe is compressed into the Planck Scale, or 1.6 X 10 -35 meters, which is even smaller than the brains of some politicians. So a span of light years would be a span of almost nothing at this level.
What about in our macroscopic world? Do objects ever behave in this way in he world we are familiar with? Well. yes, in certain areas. Such as the cable appointment. Have you ever wondered why the cable man is never at your house when you are there for an appointment until the last possible moment, but always shows up at the earliest possible time when you aren’t there? I have. There have been times when I have slept in for an extra hour, sure that they wouldn’t be there on time, and then missed the knock at the door when they got there as advertised. And there have been the times when I was up, fully dressed and doing something on the computer, and they have not come, and not come, and run late, until they got there well after the quoted time, sometimes after I had left the house to go to another appointment. And I wondered, how did they know? Like the quantum particles, they seemed to know where I was at what time so they could avoid the conjunction I was hoping for, their working on the cable at a time when I was ready for them to work on the cable. Is there some kind of connection in one of the Planck dimensions between myself and the cable man? Or anyone and the cable man, as my story does not seem to be unique? Food for thought, just not too much thought.