Wednesday 5 May 2010
A Tale of Two Shopping Baskets
Saturday 17 April 2010
Bad Geology
Bad science is a universal feature of films. Bad geology is less common (probably due to the fact that geology is hardly a subject to get the heart rate racing) but when it is found it is often so wrong that geologists everywhere wail at the cinema screen in frustration. Here is my countdown of some of the biggest howlers.
HONOURABLE MENTION; QUANTUM OF SOLACE
The moment where 007 picks up a rock and looks at it before confidently concluding that river used to be here. The excitement! James Bond, the coolest man in the entire world, is a secret geologist! Archaeology has Indiana Jones as its champion, palaeontology has Ross from friends, physics has Mr Fantastic and all geology had Professor Lidenbrook (and admit it - you haven't even heard of him). No longer! Now we can claim James Bond as one of our own.
#5 JURASSIC PARK
Along with Harry Potter, Friends and Sharkey and George, Jurassic Park holds a special place in the hearts of my generation. For that reason I was somewhat reluctant to include the film but, despite such sentimentality, it has to be acknowledged that the film is based on some seriously dubious science. Firstly Jurassic Park is a misnomer as, while some of the dinosaurs do belong in the Jurassic, most of the dinosaurs featured in the film are actually Cretaceous in age. It is difficult to see how one mosquito could have bitten dinosaurs separated, in theory, by over 150 million years. Secondly many of the biological features of the dinosaurs are simply wrong. All valid points but, I admit, pedantic ones and ones only geologists and palaeontologists would care about. The bigger issue with Jurassic Park is the concept of cloning dinosaurs from DNA extracted from a 200 million year old mosquito trapped in amber. This simply is not possible. However as many films are based on impossible premises and it would be churlish of me to pick on this revered film which is why, despite its bad science, it only sneaks into number five.
#4 THE DAY AFTER TOMORROW
Because climate change is that quick.
#3 TREMORS
The monsters in this film, according to the romantic interest (who is a geologist and should know better), “predate the fossil record”. That would be the fossil record that stretches back 3.8 billion years when all there was anyway were single celled organisms that didn’t even breathe oxygen?
#2 ARMAGEDDON
A nuclear bomb, provided it is big enough, can solve any sort of problem in America. You need to get rid of some aliens? No problem, just send a nuclear missile screaming their way. That’ll show the little green buggers not to mess with the good old US of A. There’s a meteor heading your way? No worries. Just send a load of oil riggers (oil riggers? The USA spends billions on their military and space agencies. I think someone in the American government needs to take an urgent look at how all that money is spent. Clearly they aren’t getting value for money if the best people they have are a bunch of rednecks) into space with a nuclear bomb, which (after sufficient setbacks and drama of course) will blow the meteor into bits which will conveniently and harmlessly tumble past Earth. Surely, even if the meteor could be blasted into bits, wouldn’t the problem shift from dealing with one big meteorite to dealing with numerous smaller meteors which are now highly radioactive?
#1 THE CORE
The Core is a towering example of how to take seize an exciting idea (in this case journeying to the centre of the earth), fail to consult any geologists (despite the main character is one and surely geologists are the kind of people who would know about the centre of the earth), and create a film that is so incredibly inaccurate even my sister commented on it. I can get over the whole travelling to the centre of the earth. It’s a film after all and I’m not that much of a pedant (well, for a geologist anyway). I can accept the concept of the collapse of the earth’s magnetic field. I can even tolerate the use of a nuclear bomb to restart the Earth’s core. After all this is an American film and as I already have pointed out nuclear bombs are the answer to all of America’s problems. Even Russia. No, The Core earns its enviable number one spot due to one scene and one scene only. Imagine it. The small (and good looking) crew are powering through the Earth’s mantle in their unobtainium ship, protected from the massive temperatures and pressures as they swerve past thrillingly large diamonds. Then, alas! They soar into a massive void and crash into a mass of huge crystals. A void? In the Earth’s mantle? Had the film producers even talked to a geologist? Clearly not for then the crew go out of their vessel and inspect the damage to the engines. This got one of my geologist friends so riled up he threw his (thankfully empty) pizza box at the screen. For the non-geologist the pressures in the mantle are in the range of a million times that at the surface and the temperature is at least a couple of thousand degrees. Not an agreeable environment for humans. In fact, at those conditions, a human would be simultaneously crushed to the size of a matchbox and vapourised. And how do the plucky crew protect themselves? By donning suits that appear to be made of canvas. Enough said.
Saturday 13 March 2010
A Simple Recipe for Spinach Pie
Friday 12 March 2010
In Case of Zombies, Break Glass
I was at a friend’s birthday party the other night and another friend announced that he and his flatmates had a set of protocols in case the dead arose and started to feast on the living. Unfortunately I became distracted by the lemon squares that had suddenly come on offer and never got the chance to continue the conversation any further but it did remind me of a similar conversation a year or so ago with my flatmate’s boyfriend.
We had a book “The Zombie Survival Guide” that lay in our bathroom for several months and, judging from the well thumbed appearance it quickly developed, was a source of much toilet-based entertainment. It became so popular that I walked into our kitchen one day to find my flatmate and my other flatmate’s boyfriend discussing a survival strategy in case a “Dawn of the Dead” scenario ever arose.
Step One: Block off the staircases. Being on the third floor we could ensure our safety from the zombie hordes below. The book suggested destroying the stairs completely but ours are solid Victorian stone and so this would probably require several days and some sort of wrecking ball, neither of which would be practical so we’d just have to settle for barricading ourselves in with various items of furniture.
Step Two: Once the immediate danger of being eaten by zombies had passed we would have to turn our attention to longer term survival. The book recommends that every household should have a stash of canned foods in case of such an event but, as all I have in my cupboard at the moment is two elderly potatoes and a box of teabags along with tube of garlic paste that I’m certain isn’t mine, this isn’t going to happen and so this would have to be dealt with sooner rather than later. My flatmate suggested that we could grow vegetables in the back garden. I pointed out several problems with this plan. Firstly, and most vitally, I didn’t have any vegetable seeds and I very much doubted if anyone else would have a packet of cabbage seeds kicking around. Secondly I suspect any of us would know how to grow a dandelion let alone enough vegetables to feed five. Thirdly vegetables take weeks to grow and so we would starve anyway before the first potatoes had taken seed.
Step Three: If by an amazing act of divine intervention we actually managed to grow something that was both edible and nourishing we would construct an array of zipwires to get around and link up with similar communities in Marchmont (probably propelled by all the gas produced by a diet of vegetables). Again I saw a problem. None of us were engineers. One of my flatmates only has one tool in her toolkit which is a hammer which gets used from everything from assembling flatpack furniture to changing a light bulb and the bookcase that I bought from Ikea is held together by duct tape and hope.
I was firmly told to stop being pedantic. I was missing the point. The point wasn’t long term survival but rather avoiding being zombie snacks. We’d probably perish of hunger or plummet to our deaths from a poorly constructed zipwire or just kill each other in some sort of cabin fever induced frenzy but hey, at least we wouldn’t be zombie food. And that was the most important thing of all.
Sunday 21 February 2010
The end of the world as we know it?
A couple of days ago my flatmate and I were curled up in my room in our jammies, tea in hand and somehow the conversation meandered onto the cheerful topic of the end of the world. What would get us first she wondered, would it be all out nuclear war? Would India and Pakistan turn each other into smoking holes in the ground? Would Russia and the USA in a fit of high spirits send nuclear warheads screaming across the Atlantic? It was a worry we agreed but I was of the opinion the world had bigger problems. I think the world has been nearer to nuclear meltdown. I remember a conversation with my mother a few years ago. She remembers some of the Cold War and how there were times when impending nuclear doom seemed not only likely but probable. I’ve not quite reached that stage of terror so I’m still taking out the rubbish and not cowering under the bed with a paper bag over my head just yet.
If not nuclear war, then maybe terrorism? Again I wrinkled my nose, not convinced. Terrorists, as has been proved over and over again, have been capable of terrible things but I think they lack the organisation to threaten the entire world order. The main advantage to terrorism is that most terrorists are motivated by their own perverted beliefs and the problem (or advantage) with that is that no-one quite believes exactly the same thing. So you get splinter groups and then splinter groups from them until you get a bewildering array of terrorist groups who probably hate each other more than their supposed enemies. To paraphrase Augustus De Morgan, great cells have little cells upon their backs to bite ‘em, and little cells have lesser cells and so ad infinitum.
No, I think we’re looking at global warming which will eventually be the downfall of humanity. I study geology (not geography! Please don’t get them mixed up or you may find yourself being punched by an irritable geologist. Nothing gets a geologist more riled up than people thinking they study geography. The film The Core comes a close second but that’s a story for another day) and I’m sorry folks but it’s happening and there’s bugger all you can do about it. Recycling your milk cartons and using energy efficient lightbulbs is not going to offset all the damage that humans have done over the past three centuries. Rising sea levels will push more people into less space. Less land means less room for agriculture and the poorest will be the first to starve. Dwindling resources will push humanity to the edge and we’ll disappear into extinction in a blaze of war, protectionism and arrogance.
But to end on a positive note – what an achievement for mankind! Never mind agriculture or the electric toothbrush, we have managed to throw a spanner in the workings of an entire planet.