Being intelligent inside an ape is like being human inside a car. You’re saddled with a prognathous mask for a face. You’re incapable of words and must resort to loud, alarming noises. Your every motion is absurdly powerful—a dangerous state of affairs because you’re subject to sudden accesses of rage.
Over at the Paris Review Daily, I ruminate on Steven Soderbergh’s new movie Contagion.
I have a blog post about Splice, the new science fiction movie about baby-sitting, over at The Paris Review.