![]() ![]() Anchored by Amy Adams, as reliable and sympathetic a performer as Hollywood now has, Arrival sets out to convince its audience that what they’re about to see is the latest update on a “first contact” story, a row well-hoed by everyone from H.G. ![]() Hence my anticipation when it came to Arrival, which, by all accounts, would dispense calm, measured, adult story-telling.Īnd so it does. Those of you who’ve sampled my earlier Black Gate broadsides will know I reserve a special spot in hell for Hollywood blockbusters, especially those that require “saving the world.” Be the threat cosmic meteors, lunatic super villains, or ray gun-toting space aliens, if the point is to employ CGI and blow up everything in sight, I’d rather head to the local junkyard and watch the bumpers rust. This notion of being ahead of oneself, as you’ll soon discover –– or know already, if you’re familiar with either Arrival or “The Story Of Your Life” –– might be considered a joke. ![]() I suspected I would discover that the adaptation took broad liberties with Chiang’s original story, and I was not disappointed. ![]() Having taken in Arrival at my basement Cineplex, I proceeded at once to my local library, to dig up a copy of Ted Chiang’s “The Story Of Your Life,” on which Denis Villeneuve’s film is based. ![]()
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