Time travel doesn't make sense.
Marty McFly should have disappeared the second he pushed his father out of the way of his grandfather's car. His parents never meet, he's never born, and he ceases to exist. That should have been the end of the movie. I've heard people argue that the reason why he didn't disappear at that exact moment is because the last possible chance for him to survive was the Enchantment Under the Sea dance, so similar to a jug of milk, there's a sort of figurative expiration date on his existence. But I don't entirely buy this explanation because if we're being this flexible with the time continuum, it fails to account for the possibility, distant as it may be, that his parents may meet and marry at a later date. And of course, lets not forget the most glaring loophole here: if Marty does cease to exist, then that means he never travels back in time, which means he never interferes with his parents meeting each other, which means he is eventually born, which means he does in fact exist.
Traveling back in time is a logical and logistical impossibility. Any potential time traveler will be doomed to an eternity of living and re-living the same fate in a perpetual cycle. I'm sure someone like Stephen Hawking could check and confirm my math.
But those self-lacing Nike's he wore in Back to the Future II were fresh as hell.
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