The Matrix Resurrections creates what is—at least in my estimation—a decidedly lunarpunk world and brings the budding aesthetic and subgenre to the big screen, if not for the first time, then at least in the most high profile example to date.
A film about how hilariously absurd our collective mass climate denial has become.
Edited by Rhonda Parrish, this third installment of her “Punked Up Fairy Tales” series more than lived up to my hopes and expectations, and left me craving more cyberpunk stories.
The Solarpunk Futures card game let’s players solve problems and build utopias together through collaborative and cooperative storytelling.
The closer we run out the clock on the changes we need to make to avoid catastrophic climate change and a total collapse of ecosystems, the greater our climate anxiety spikes, paralyzing us into not taking action. You could call it a death spiral. If we let it occur, that is. Here then perhaps is the book to kick us in the kiester with enough positive thinking to get us moving.
This is a movie that lived in dystopia, but it didn’t end there. It ended with optimism, hope, and a beautiful, new, utopian world.
I wanted to be able to call this film solarpunk. I wanted to like this movie and come away from it excited. Unfortunately, neither ended up being the case.
In a moment where rightwing extremism continues to boldly rear its ugly head, books like Recognize Fascism are vital and welcomed additions to our cultural conversation.