this past weekend, i boogied on down to the cinerama dome for a special screening of the 1976 sci-fi feast -- logan's run.
in the film, citizens of a utopian society live a life of complete hedonistic pleasure (and awesome fashion) until they turn 30-years-old. upon turning 30, a blinking red crystal on the palm indicates your time is up and it's time to "renew" (aka die) in a public ritual known as "carrousel." if you don't want to die, you can run, but most likely you'll be hunted down by a sandman.
go for the premise, but stay for the fashion and production design. it's a feast of bubble decor, feathered hair, bra-less babes, spontaneous orgies, disco dudes, farrah fawcett, and michael york in a kimono to die for.
oh, and the film is social commentary on over-population (in case you were wondering).
above: 1. charming at the cantina dress; 2. collar necklace; 3. ankh necklace charm; 4. le klint pendant; 5. red acrylic rhinestone; 6. metallic skinny waist belt; 7. caviar anti-aging perfect iron spray; 8. bio ionic curling iron; 9. laverne lucite champagne side swivel chair; 10. TOMS silver glitter flat shoes.
above: 1. red acrylic rhinestone; 2. tubular hanging fixture; 3. infinity mirror; 4. pratt in dark shirt; 5. bio ionic blow dryer; 6. pair of italian space age lamps; 7. mid century dining set; 8. mid century french chromed metal hand sconce.
kittens, i think i feel a halloween costume coming on!