It would much scarier and less stupid than this one, and much cheaper to make.
Imagine a world in which most of the insects are dying, told from the perspective of the perpetrators, not the victims. The monsters who have murdered all the pesky little bugs wander around their homes, wondering why it’s so quiet, but appreciating the absence of mosquitos. Slowly it dawns on them that they don’t hear any birds, either, and they notice that all their fishing trips to the lake turn up fruitless. The more discerning members of the community are horrified to learn that the spiders are missing.
Maybe we could have a few species that are exempt from the holocaust. They’d probably be ticks. The killers’ pets are infested, large mammals are dying in agony. Crops fail. The protagonists respond by poisoning the environment further, trying to confer safety for their few chosen favored food organisms. Unforeseen consequences arise, worsening the problem.
It would be one of those tense, slow-build movies, where the danger increases and the outcome becomes unavoidably inevitable. All attempts to restore the planet are futile. It would not have a happy ending.
Maybe we could title it Silent Spring. Has that been taken already?
OK, how about Silent Earth?
Damn. I guess we’re fucked.
In other words, a fantasy.
I’ve been saying that we’re fucked since 1989.
It was done a long time ago.
Brian Aldiss and Earthworks.
I read it in the 1970s and it was depressing enough that I never read it again.
I still have my copy.
The horror story is the protagonists realizing they’re the real monsters only after they’ve messed up the world too much to fix anything.
Obligatory dunking on space techbros: Ecology is hard. If we can’t clean up the one we’ve got, how are we supposed to build one from scratch on a much more hostile planet or moon?
@4– with NFTs and blockchains, of course.
All in all, I’d rather rewatch The Quiet Earth.
As PZ said, ‘Damn. I guess we’re fucked.’
I reply: The problem is that we were very foolish in who we allowed to be our sex partners. Thanks fossil fueled fuckheads, now go fuck yourselves you ahole corporations and your CEO’s, too.
The last episode of Disney’s 1990s animatronic TV series “Dinosaurs” comes to mind.
A more recent example is William Gibson’s ‘Jackpot’ trilogy
(The two first titles are The Peripheral and Agency)
Sounds more like bobbing for apples than fishing.
Like Michael Crichton, then?
The Green Brain by Frank Herbert had a different take. In 1966.
Rob Grigjanis@6–
Seconded. Great film made on a near-zero budget.
Unbelievable that no one has mentioned Charles Pellegrino’s Dust.
https://www.fantasticfiction.com/p/charles-r-pellegrino/dust.htm
BB, a better take by Greg Egan is https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Permutation_City
A longer version — and better — than his short story, Dust.
(The name is from ‘Dust Theory’)
[obs, not really on topic here, that’s got more to do with MUH]
Problem that’s no
moonmovie.This is the reality and people are scared enough by it still. At least not the ones making it happen.
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Peopel are NOT scared enough of it. yet.
(They will be.)