Decided to take a head-clearing walk tonight. Not sure how much clearer my head is, but I did walk in the brisk air for a couple of miles (through Westmoreland down to the bend at the west end of Bybee Blvd., where a tree happens to be lit up for Christmas on the bluff overlooking Oaks Park, and then back home).
I returned to my warm place, had popcorn, and watched the movie Reign of Fire, and I'm smiling about that film. It did a good job of satisfying my end-of-the-world-as-we-know-it story jones; in the movie, dragons return, causing the collapse of civilization and the deaths of billions, and the body of the film concerns the attempt by British and American survivors to take back the world from the dragons. I was surprised at how much the shooting style of the fighting scenes reminded me of the current Battlestar Galactica; dragons and Cylons certainly aren't quite analogous, but Reign of Fire and Battlestar have similar mixes of familiar and unfamiliar tech and weapons, as well as a really threatening feel to the fighting. Overall, it's starkly shot, nicely designed (yeah, castles wouldn't be the most comfortable places to live, but you could make it work), well-cast (yay Alexander Siddig! And I'm sure
coffeeinhell liked the sight of buffed-up Christian Bale...), and mostly avoiding Waterworld-style ridiculousness, to the point that it's easy for an end-of-the-world-as-we-know-it story fan like me to imagine something like this could almost happen.
happyspector, you've seen this film, right?