The wife (who is totally just my current girlfriend with wrinkly make-up on) and I went on a little date today. Nothing massive, we just slipped into our multicoloured leotards and self drying jackets, pulled our self-lacing sneakers (thank you for finally getting onto that one, Nike) onto our feet, and went on a bit of a walk before having a Pepsi at the diner, then going on to see a movie.
The shark still looks fake.
We passed a couple of kids on their hoverboards as we walked the streets. They weren’t old enough to know the significance of the day. Too young to see how much of their everyday reality was predicted by a film that came out thirty long years ago. Tablet computers, fingerprint ID, flat screen televisions with multichannel viewing, compost fuels, video conferencing, wireless video games, holograms, and even frigging drones (plus a wonderful little rifle that interferes with their signals and effectively shoots them down).
Oh yeah, and we can’t forget the flying cars. Almost got clipped by one as we left the cinema. Some fancy futuristic looking thing, with gull wing doors. There’s always someone trying to look cooler and failing badly eh? This guy even had some weird tech in place that left flame trails behind his tyres. That can’t be safe. Bloody maniac.
It’s such a weird day. I look around today, the very day that the characters in such an iconic film arrived in their guesswork future, and I see so much of what they predicted has already come true. And the few things we haven’t got to yet? Well, I know an excellent film that’s well worth watching if you want that view of the future.