Hollywood’s one attempt to ride the literary meteor that is John Varley was Millennium, a caper film in which our intelligent but genetically traumatized descendants send Cheryl Ladd back in time to retrieve live humans to replenish the race’s screwed up DNA. Everything goes great until Kris Kristofferson finds a piece of her futuristic equipment, and begins to see through her cover.
If you can handle weird 80’s hairdos, see Millennium. If you don’t have that kind of patience, read Air Raid, the dazzling short story on which it was based.
I hereby claim Millennium as an Oregon film.
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