Arrival is a stunning science fiction movie with deep implications for today
One of the year’s best movies is about linguistics, metaphors, and aliens.
Science fiction is never really about the future; it’s always about us. And Arrival,
set in the barely distant future, feels like a movie tailor-made for
2016, dropping into theaters mere days after the most explosive election
in most of the American electorate’s memory.
But the story Arrival is based on — the award-winning novella Story of Your Life
by Ted Chiang — was published in 1998, almost two decades ago, which
indicates its central themes were brewing long before this year. Arrival is much more concerned with deep truths about language, imagination, and human relationships than any one political moment.
Not only that, but Arrival is one of the best
movies of the year, a moving, gripping film with startling twists and
imagery. It deserves serious treatment as a work of art.
Arrival is smart, twisty, and serious
Arrival is smart, twisty, and serious
The strains of Max Richter’s "On the Nature of Daylight" play over the opening shots of Arrival,
which is the first clue for what’s about to unfold: that particular
track is ubiquitous in the movies (I can count at least six or seven
films that use it, including Shutter Island and this year’s The Innocents) and is, by my reckoning, the saddest song in the world.
The bittersweet feeling instantly settles over the whole
film, like the last hour of twilight. Quickly we learn that Dr. Louise
Banks (Amy Adams)
has suffered an unthinkable loss, and that functions as a prelude to
the story: One day, a series of enormous pod-shaped crafts land all over
earth, hovering just above the ground in 12 locations around the world.
Nobody knows why. And nothing happens.
As world governments struggle to sort out what this means — and as the people of those countries react by looting, joining cults, even conducting mass suicides — Dr. Banks gets a visit from military intelligence, in the form of Colonel Weber (Forest Whitaker),
requesting her assistance as an expert linguist in investigating and
attempting to communicate with whatever intelligence is behind the
landing. She arrives at the site with Ian Donnelly (Jeremy Renner),
a leading quantum physicist, to start the mission. With help from a
cynical Agent Halpern (Michael Stuhlbarg), they suit up and enter the
craft to see if they can make contact.
It’s best not to say much more about the plot, except
that it is pure pleasure to feel it unfold. The most visionary film yet
from director Denis Villeneuve (Prisoners, Sicario) and scripted by horror screenwriter Eric Heisserer (Lights Out),
its pacing is slower than you’d expect from an alien-invasion film,
almost sparse. For a movie with so many complicated ideas, it doesn’t
waste any more time on exposition than is absolutely necessary. Arrival
is serious and smartly crafted, shifting around like a Rubik’s cube in
the hand of a savant, nothing quite making sense until all the pieces
suddenly come together. I heard gasps in the theater.
Arrival is interested in how language shapes reality
Arrival is interested in how language shapes reality
The film’s premise hinges on the idea, shared by many
linguists and philosophers of language, that we do not all experience
the same reality. The pieces of it are the same — we live on the same
planet, breathe the same air — but our perceptions of those pieces shift
and change based on the words and grammar we use to describe them to
ourselves and each other.
For instance, there is substantial evidence
that a person doesn’t really see (or perhaps "perceive") a color until
their vocabulary contains a word, attached to meaning, that
distinguishes it from other colors. All yellows are not alike, but
without the need to distinguish between yellows and the linguistic tools
to do so, people just see yellow. A color specialist at a paint
manufacturer, however, can distinguish between virtually hundreds of
colors of white. (Go check out the paint chip aisle at Home Depot if
you’re skeptical.)
Or consider the phenomenon of words in other languages that describe universal feelings,
but can only be articulated precisely in some culture. We might
intuitively "feel" the emotion, but without the word to describe it
we’re inclined to lump the emotion in with another under the same
heading. Once we develop the linguistic term for it, though, we can
describe it and feel it as distinct from other shades of adjacent
emotions.
These are simple examples, and I don’t mean to suggest
that the world itself is different for people from different cultures.
But I do mean to suggest that reality — what we perceive as
comprising the facts of existence — takes on a different shape depending
on the linguistic tools we use to describe it.
Adopting this framework doesn’t necessarily mean any of us are more correct
than others about the nature of reality (though that certainly may be
true). Instead, we are doing our best to describe reality as we see it,
as we imagine it to be. This is the challenge of translation, and why
literal translations that Google can perform don’t go beyond basic
sentences. Learning a new language at first is just about collecting a
new vocabulary and an alternate grammar — here is the word for chair,
here is the word for love, here’s how to make a sentence — but
eventually, as any bilingual person can attest, it becomes about
imagining and perceiving the world differently.
This is the basic insight of Arrival: That if we
were to encounter a culture so radically different from our own that
simple matters we take for granted as part of the world as it is were
radically shifted, we could not simply gather data, sort out grammar,
and make conclusions. We’d have to either absorb a different way of seeing, despite our fear, or risk everything.
To underline the point, Dr. Banks and the entire
operation are constantly experiencing breakdowns in communication within
the team and with teams in other parts of the world, who aren’t sure
whether the information they glean from their own visits to pods should
be kept proprietary or shared.
Arrival is about more than talking to one another. It’s about the roadmaps we use to navigate the world
Arrival is about more than talking to one another. It’s about the roadmaps we use to navigate the world
It’s not hard to see where this is going, I imagine —
something about how if we want to empathize with each other we need to
talk to one another, and that’s the way the human race will survive.
And, sure.
But Arrival also layers in some important
secondary notes that add nuance to that easy takeaway. Because it’s not
just deciphering the words that someone else is saying that’s important:
It’s the whole framework that determines how those words are being
pinned to meaning. We can technically speak the same language, but
functionally be miles apart.
In the film, one character notes that if we were to
communicate in the language of chess — which operates in the framework
of battles and wars — rather than, say, the language of English, which
is bent toward the expression of emotions and ideas, then what we
actually say and do would shift significantly. That is, the prevailing metaphor for how beings interact with each other and the world is different. (Some philosophers speak of this as "language games.")
This matters for the film’s plot, but more broadly —
since this is sci-fi, and therefore actually about us — it has
implications. Language isn’t just about understanding how to say things
to someone and ascribe meaning to what comes back. Language has
consequences. Embedded in words and grammar is action, because the metaphors that we use as we try to make sense of the world tell us what to do next. They act like little roadmaps.
You have empathized with someone not when you hear the words they’re saying, but when you begin
to ascertain what metaphors make them tick, and where that conflicts or
agrees with your own. I found myself thinking a lot about this reading
Arlie Russell Hochschild’s Strangers In Their Own Land,
which is up for a National Book Award this year and describes the
overarching metaphors (Hochschild calls them "deep stories") that
discrete groups of Americans — in this case, West Coast urban liberals
and Louisiana rural Tea Partiers — use to make sense of the world. She
isn’t trying to explain anything away. She’s trying to figure out what
causes people to walk in such drastically different directions and hold
views that befuddle their fellow citizens.
Arrival suggests that our mental roadmaps need constant adjustment
Arrival suggests that our mental roadmaps need constant adjustment
Part of the challenge of pluralism is that we’re not just
walking around with different ideas in our heads, but with entirely
different maps for getting from point A to Z, with different roadblocks
on them and different recommendations for which road is the best one.
Our A's and Z's don’t even match. We don’t even realize that our own maps are missing pieces that others have.
Presumably one of these maps is better than the others,
but we haven’t agreed how we would decide. So we just keep smacking into
one another going in opposite directions down the same highway.
Arrival takes off from this insight in
an undeniably sci-fi direction that is a little brain-bending,
improbable in the best way. But it makes a strong case that
communication, not battle or combat, is the only way to avoid destroying
ourselves. Communication means not just wrapping our heads around terms
we use but the actual framework through which we perceive reality.
And that is really hard. I don’t know how to fix it.
In the meantime, though, good movies are somewhere to start. Luckily Arrival
is a tremendously well-designed film, with complicated and
unpredictable visuals that embody the main point. Nothing flashy or
explosive; in some ways, I found myself thinking of 1970s
science-fiction films, or the best parts of Danny Boyle’s 2007 Sunshine, which grounded its humanist story in deep quiet.
The movie concludes on a different note from the
linguistic one — one much more related to loss and a wistful question
about life and risk. This may be Arrival’s biggest weakness; the emotional punch of the ending is lessened a bit because it feels a little rushed.
But even that conclusion loops back to the possibilities
of the reshaped human imagination. And this week, especially, you don’t
need to talk to an alien to see why that’s something we need.
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