Sneak Preview
by Robert Bloch
SNEAK PREVIEW
Long shot: The domed city of Holywood, self-contained, functioning perfectly—as it has since it was sealed off against fallout generations ago. The camera moves in, follows a man in priestly white through the doors of Twenty-First-Century-Vox and, into a conference room. He is joined by others—some clad in Technobility blue, some in the khaki of the Brass.
The man in the archaic business suit at the head of the table is ARCHER, His MGMinence. The camera tightens on his face. As he opens his mouth, his face dissolves to that of a young man, GRAHAM, who says:
“Space Operas are important to social conditioning. The hero must be dark; the heroine, blonde; the monster, green; and the plot . . .”
Long shot: The domed city of Holywood, self-contained, functioning perfectly—as it has since it was sealed off against fallout generations ago. The camera moves in, follows a man in priestly white through the doors of Twenty-First-Century-Vox and, into a conference room. He is joined by others—some clad in Technobility blue, some in the khaki of the Brass.
The man in the archaic business suit at the head of the table is ARCHER, His MGMinence. The camera tightens on his face. As he opens his mouth, his face dissolves to that of a young man, GRAHAM, who says:
“Space Operas are important to social conditioning. The hero must be dark; the heroine, blonde; the monster, green; and the plot . . .”