Neill Blomkamp’s cyberpunk political allegory Elysium is exactly the kind of movie I used to dream about in the middle of the night on-shift cutting granite in rural Georgia in 1986 as I looked up into the night sky in-between rock loads.
In which a stray comment by EJ Feddes asking me if I was interested in any props from the Lost Auction practically forced me to design a Dharma spacesuit.
The crew continue their examination of the backrooms of Star Trek: Strange New Worlds and the liminal space it occupies in the mind of Trek fans everywhere.
