Blade Runner (1982)


I have a habit of occasionally returning to some films that have thrilled me in the past or, more importantly, significantly influenced my film development and even my taste. In the first place, there are cult films of the sci-fi genre through which I could always saturate, at least to some extent, my insatiable and devastated imagination and experience worlds similar to those that were rolling around in my head. One such film, forever engraved in my imaginary list of the best films, is Blade Runner.

However, while I’ve watched some embarrassingly many times, so to speak, such as Star Wars, The Thing, Alien, this one I haven’t really, and it’s been almost two decades since last time, so it was high time I looked at it again. , and I chose the Final Cut version, the latest release and the only one where Ridley Scott had complete artistic freedom. The version has been refined and ironed with newer effects, so my enthusiasm exploded with the first shots.

Yes, enthusiasm, just like the first time I watched it every time, and there are several reasons for that. The story is set in a future that is more than likely today than when the film was made. That performance of the future is dark, melancholic and difficult, just like the atmosphere of the film itself. This is not surprising because Blade Runner itself was made as a winning combination of sci-fi thriller and film-noir, which later inspired many movies, series and games that were made with just that winning combination.

This, at first glance, incompatible mix of genres was presented with the help of visual and musical magic, effects far ahead of their time and virtuosity shown by Ridley Scott, the director of this film. It was this wonderful attack on the visual and sound sensors of my mind that led to their capitulation. Completely disarmed, they had no choice but to accept the defeat with pleasure and enjoy its consequences for the next two hours of the film.

With excellent visual solutions and perfectly blended music (composed by Vangelis, another virtuoso of his craft,who died recently), Ridley, with his excellent camera work and shots with many details, completely managed to conjure up and convey to the viewer the world he imagined and all that such a world brings. with you. That world is visibly class-divided, with the upper class living in high skyscrapers and the lower class living on the surface of crowded and dirty streets. Technology is ubiquitous, and even aggressive, and I wondered who was there in whose service and who assimilated and reshaped whom. The human race has gone so far as to create organic replicants to do all those jobs that people do not want, and primarily work in the mines, industry and wars fought in space.

By creating replicants and making life easier for themselves, humans created beings identical in appearance, created a world of technology, a world to meet all their needs, and in a way played God by making themselves the creators of the world they walk. However, they got carried away with their creation, so the creatures they created were physically superior in their image, and at the same time they became slaves to technology, which was supposed to make their lives easier. In a desperate attempt to do something and correct the mistake, the Replicants were made to have a lifespan of four years, but they, perfectly created, begin to develop their own consciousness, and thus the awareness of imminent death that awaits them so quickly. It is out of that fear that he will do everything to change that, and that is where our story begins. It also includes Blade Runner Rick Deckard (Harrison Ford), a police officer specializing in capturing and destroying fugitive Replicants.