I laugh so hard at the opening of 2001. Not the monkeys dancing around the monolith; rather, the opening title: the orchestration of Also sprach Zarathustra cre

I laugh so hard at the opening of 2001. Not the monkeys dancing around the monolith; rather, the opening title: the orchestration of Also sprach Zarathustra crescendos on "Stanley Kubrick." What an arrogant monument to himself! One wonders if he took it so seriously or if there was a wink and nod behind it. I do love the movie though. It drags on, and it's psychedelic in a way that doesn't really translate to modern, sober viewing; yet the special effects and researched realism larded into it would take Hollywood many more decades to embrace. And HAL is still a character for modern times.