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TRON!

I have suddenly found myself to be haunted by, of all things, TRON. Yes, TRON. The Disney computer-effects bonanza from 1982 has suddenly decided to invade my life, in a myriad of ways. The custom icons I stumbled across just as I decided that the standard OSX icons just weren't doing it for me any more. The Strokes video that I came across while looking online for the new single. And, deadliest of all, the TRON Light-Cycle game that I found, weirdly enough, through TRON star Jeff Bridges' website, which is as fascinatingly odd as the Dude himself. The TRON game has sucked me in so abruptly, so completely, that I've got light-cycles zooming behind my eyes, and that, as I type this entry in a window, I find myself trying to find some way to dodge the right edge of the window as the letters approach it, less they run into the barrier and explode.

Is this the revival of TRON? Has the movie suddenly decided to violently thrust itself back into the forefront of popular culture? Are the machines truly rising? I don't know. All I know is that if, on Friday night, I open the door to find a bunch of kids trick-or-treating in neon red and blue outfits holding glowing frisbees, I will totally freak the hell out.

Posted by eric k at October 27, 2003 10:03 PM
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