When Ghost in the Shell debuted in manga form in 1989, we were living in a pre-Internet age – a time of William Gibson cyber-punk fiction, the personal computer held infinite potential and the year 1999 still felt like the far-flung, robot-filled future. It was a pre-The Matrix time. It was a more innocent technological age.
You remember that kid in school, or maybe at work, who always thought he was smarter than everybody else – when in fact he was a grade-A dumb-shit with a big mouth and lot of swagger? That’s A Cure For Wellness – easily a contender for the worst film of the year – and it’s only March.