It’s been a long, hot summer already, and it’s not even quite over yet. Oppressive heat and a chaotic social and financial climate seem to be breeding a carnivalistic climate of nihilistic violence in the streets of London, while here in the States many of us are hunkering down in a previously WWII-era British style grim and quiet desperation.
At a time like this, the catharsis of the apocalyptic can offer a respite, some temporary relief. I personally have been hiding in the air conditioning and sighing wistfully over The Day After Tomorrow‘s maliciously near-sentient freezes.
And it seems I’m not the only one seeking literary or filmic apocalypse. Talk of the Nation offered a recent show on just a small sampling of the potential films detailing the end of the world as we know it (and what comes after…) while Morning Edition took a look at the pleasure so many filmmakers take in destroying Los Angeles (full disclosure: having lived in LA for a number of years, I will admit that I take an inordinate amount of pleasure watching familiar places take it on the chin…)
In addition to the summer heat, I’ve suffering with a late summer cold, so I’m behind on my podcasts. This one is up next on my iPod, and I’m especially looking forward to hearing Zizek’s take on our end-of-days stance.