In the tradition of Charly (Flowers for Algernon), Green Mile, or. Phenomenon, etc., we again get a tragic doomed character, a 'super-genius', too beautiful to live in our hideous world,.....tormented, reviled, Christlike, who finally has to die to complete the dramatic arc. Along the way he saves by the laying on of hands , usually has telekinesis and an I. Q. that dwarf's Einstein's.
This time the creature is unusually frail and pathetic, but of course possessed of a meta-understanding that allows him to transcend the continual abuses and indignities of being forced to fit in with the common rabble, barbarians all. Of course he finds a few along the way he converts to his side, and it is amusing to watch these hard boiled normal earthlings trying to act dewy- eyed when they realize they have been persecuting a Saint.
Be all this as it may., I think Cliff Robertson's Charly, probably, made the point, whatever the point is, the best. Nowadays things have to be exaggerated and dressed up in tons of CGI to make any impression on our deadened sensibilities, and that point too is underscored in the final scene before Powder disappears into the clouds from whence he came forth, with Jeff Goldblum intoning a teary prayer that one day our humanity may surpass our technology. Fat chance of that! The car you drive is the personality, you're just the brainless gooey interior consumer wetware that provides the pipeline from your bank to the corporation.
This time the creature is unusually frail and pathetic, but of course possessed of a meta-understanding that allows him to transcend the continual abuses and indignities of being forced to fit in with the common rabble, barbarians all. Of course he finds a few along the way he converts to his side, and it is amusing to watch these hard boiled normal earthlings trying to act dewy- eyed when they realize they have been persecuting a Saint.
Be all this as it may., I think Cliff Robertson's Charly, probably, made the point, whatever the point is, the best. Nowadays things have to be exaggerated and dressed up in tons of CGI to make any impression on our deadened sensibilities, and that point too is underscored in the final scene before Powder disappears into the clouds from whence he came forth, with Jeff Goldblum intoning a teary prayer that one day our humanity may surpass our technology. Fat chance of that! The car you drive is the personality, you're just the brainless gooey interior consumer wetware that provides the pipeline from your bank to the corporation.