The Harvester
Sci fi, oh my
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There’s been lots of buzz about The Harvester, or as I’ve heard it called, “the science fiction play”. It tells the tale of a man who bottles time (played by writer/director Paul Van Dyck) confronted by a phantom from his past (Margaret Legere). Both Legere and Van Dyck are compelling, but the runaway star of The Harvester is artificial intelligence Elle, present only as a disembodied voice.
It’s too bad science fiction is such a theatrical novelty, because The Harvester is more than its gimmick (although sci-fi fans will be pleased by the glowing bottles and steampunky costumes). Its insights about loneliness are intelligent and poignant. My only complaint is that its depiction of immortality as undesirable is a cliche of speculative fiction, one that inevitably smacks of sour grapes.
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