Bruno Dumont's "The Empire" touches on the true meaning of Sci Fi. (Spoiler alerts!)
The online reviews are not very good, but to me, this film was both hilarious and profound. A bunch of scuzzy French villagers go about their normal business, fishing, arguing, flirting, driving around. Then, though the magic of acting, they betray another plot entirely. Some are extraterrestrials just taking human form, deeply engaged in some cosmic battle and sponsored by hulking space ships above, in the heavens. The kicker is that the space ship is topped by ... a gothic cathedral. At first, this just seems like a hilarious way to cut special effects expenses. Why not use the local cathedral to shoot the space ship interiors?!? But as you revolve all this in your mind, it starts to appear as though Dumont is making a more interesting point.
By the traditional theological story, aren't we all extra-terrestrials, trapped in human bodies, constantly fighting with the flesh and destined to return to a better realm? Conversely, isn't the standard science fiction story full of magical wonders and grand dramas and theologies? What if religion and science fiction are ultimately, as L. Ron Hubbard appreciated, the same thing? Transporter, resurrection; medical miracle, laying on of hands; Borg, Satan; tomato, tomahto.
Unfortunately, sometimes the humanity takes charge, sex first and foremost fouling up the neat good vs bad dynamic. In the plot, neither side really does anything bad or good, reinforcing the absurdity of a film that comes off as a sort of French Terry Gilliam masterpiece. The "1"s come from the flying gothic cathedral and think of themselves as good, while the "0"s come from a flying Versailles, (which makes for a particularly ungainly space ship), and know they are demons. But they are all equally distracted by those human bodies.
The ending was, as far as I understood it, a disappointment. The armadas of mini-cathedral and mini-Versailles fighters are lined up for the final battle, à la Star Wars. But suddenly, they all get sucked into a wormhole, and ... end of film. It is almost as though Dumont holds out hope that there is a real deity, or at least higher being out there, to save humanity from this battle between these wonderfully absurdist extra-terrestrials. After the wind dies down, the local policemen and villagers are left to puzzle over the wreckage, and what these signs and wonders could have meant.
- Yes, the nutbars are still at it.
- Trump remains a useful idiot, but not for us.
- And the ultimate goals are becoming clearer.
- Inequality? Give me more of that, please.
- What humans have wrought.
