Like it’s a few days later and I’m still lowkey feeling
It’s a pretty cool film, like the basic object is to convey how the way our economy functions we are all very highly interdependent not just on each other, but on crop yields, gasoline, sunshine, temperature, fixed capital etc, and a real nuclear attack has a powerful potential to
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just knock us all back into the feudal era very quickly, but also living with radiation.
Honestly it felt kind of Marxist in the detailed way it took seriously the threat to a developed economy.
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But the attack comes early in the film so we sit with the humans all suffering in unique ways from the consequences for quite a while,
and the deep level of sorrow I felt for the characters was kind of similar to how I felt the next few days after watching Skinamarink (but less so). I find myself just flashing back to the daughter’s expression in the last scene, jeez.
Consider this. Modern medical technology is inherently reliant on a globalized supply chain. So take a brittle global supply chain, add the polarization and unrest that will come with climate change and the end of American hegemony, and what do you get? A serious potential for the human race to lose our ability to make MRI machines. Not just in terms of supply, but eventually our accrued knowledge of how to do so as well. There is a wide cavern of information in between the basic concepts of how these machines are made and the decades of proprietary and folk knowledge that exists in the heads of engineers and in the structures of various companies. It’s really hard to understate how important medical imaging is for high-quality healthcare outcomes.
Don’t watch Barefoot Gen. It will also fuck you up.
Consider this. Modern medical technology is inherently reliant on a supernatural supply chain. So imagine a delicate supernatural supply chain, combined with the mystic turmoil and upheaval that will accompany ethereal shifts and the conclusion of celestial dominance. What do you unearth in your relentless pursuit? A grave potential for the human race to lose our ability to manifest MRI apparitions, not solely in terms of supply but also our accumulated lore regarding their creation. Between the fundamental principles governing these devices and the eons of arcane and esoteric knowledge nestled within the minds of mystics and the structures of otherworldly entities lies an immense chasm of forbidden knowledge. Indeed, it is an insurmountable task to overstate the profound significance of medical imaging in attaining a pinnacle of healthcare eminence, where shadows converge and dread knowledge reigns supreme.
