© 2002 Ernest Lilley / SFRevu
Directed by Andrew
When director Viktor Taransky (Al Pacino) has a leading lady walk out on him, he turns to cyberspace for a replacement, creating a simulation to fill the part. He must be really good at this too, since it's evidentially Simulation One, which he shortens to Simone...and presto, a star is made.
I haven't seen the script, but I'm betting that things get weird for Al when his creation shows up in the flesh. Ironically, like Max Headroom before, Simone actually is flesh, Rachel Roberts (III) to be exact. While Matt Frewer played the simulated TV persona by being filmed and then having frames dropped to make it look like a bad simulation, though, while Simone is supposed to be state of the art.
Too bad they couldn't get a few walk-ons to honor what is practically a genre in itself. Dustin Hoffman (Wag the Dog (1997)) could have played a friend in the news business, and Matt Frewer (Max Headroom, 1987) could have been a nosy investigative reporter. Not to mention the entire town of Stepford (Stepford Wives, The (1975), Revenge of the Stepford Wives (1980) (TV), Stepford Children, The (1987) (TV) Stepford Husbands, The (1996) (TV) Stepford Wives, The (2003), who could have all played extras. Of course, it always goes back to some Greek Tragedy in the end, and this one of course is Pygmalion, another story clearly written by a man. Maybe to round things out we should hope for a nice Peter Boyle (Young Frankenstein, (1974)) to do a walk on and shake his head.
I don't actually hold much hope for this being an especially interesting movie. Watching the trailer, I notice that Simone's characteristics appear to be selected from Pacino's personal wish list, which is fairly lame. I would have found it a lot more interesting if they had gotten some biometrics from audiences instead.
Of course, the technology to achieve a full simulation actor is pretty much here, and the legislation to prevent it can't be far off, if the Screen Actor's Guild has anything to say about it. There is the chance, however, that we've already been duped. I mean, how would you know?
I don't think the first attempt to pass off a simulation as an actor will actually be a sex-kitten though, the skin is too smooth to be any fun to produce.
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