I hear tell there are some aficionados out there.
As a young man I secretly loved Ray Bradbury, Isaac Asimov, L. Sprague DeCamp, Poul Anderson, Arthur C. Clarke and others. Loved Brian Aldiss' "Super-Toys Last All Summer."
When the movie "2001: A Space Odyssey" premiered, I sneaked into a theater all by myself, and was blown away. The critics were not, back then. Folks have argued for years over its meaning.
I saw the Kubrick/Spielberg A.I. yesterday and was profoundly moved. Many homages to the chilly analytical master, now dead who had worked on this for decades. IMNSHO Spielberg has pulled off a masterpiece that will be debated for years.
Won't spoil it, but ponder this question, one line of dialogue:
"Didn't God create man to love him?"
Delighted to see the NY Times critic describe this as Spielberg's best fairy tale yet. I think so too, and I'll be pondering its unanswered questions for a long, long time.
I called up a close friend and said,
Run, do not walk, to see
A.I.
Maximus