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Steel Continues to Get Real as Robot Boxing Movie Looms

Reel Steel is coming to theaters on October 7th. Are you ready? I said, ARE YOU READY? Yeah, don't worry, you probably are

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Steel Continues to Get Real as Robot Boxing Movie Looms

So this Reel Steel movie thing (aka what happens when you mix Rock 'Em Sock 'Em Robots with eighty million dollars and Hugh Jackman) is apparently still on track for an October release. Far be it from me to suggest that a movie which mixes robots with violence might ever end up becoming popular, but this featurette should give you enough of a taste of the action to decide whether or not you'd like to invest a couple hours in it:

I'd like to reiterate that the most interesting part about this entire production (so far) is that they actually went out and built nineteen eight-foot tall boxing robots for the humans to interact with during close-ups and whatnot. The rest of it's CGI, but happily there some real robots in there somewhere, presumably with parts made out of real steel. Yeah, I went there.

The film is due out on October 7, and DreamWorks has already started on the sequel, which may or may not be called Real Steel 2: Stainless Is Painless.

[ Reel Steel ] via [ io9 ]

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The Bionic-Hand Arms Race

The prosthetics industry is too focused on high-tech limbs that are complicated, costly, and often impractical

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A photograph of a young woman with brown eyes and neck length hair dyed rose gold sits at a white table. In one hand she holds a carbon fiber robotic arm and hand. Her other arm ends near her elbow. Her short sleeve shirt has a pattern on it of illustrated hands.

The author, Britt Young, holding her Ottobock bebionic bionic arm.

Gabriela Hasbun. Makeup: Maria Nguyen for MAC cosmetics; Hair: Joan Laqui for Living Proof
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In Jules Verne’s 1865 novel From the Earth to the Moon, members of the fictitious Baltimore Gun Club, all disabled Civil War veterans, restlessly search for a new enemy to conquer. They had spent the war innovating new, deadlier weaponry. By the war’s end, with “not quite one arm between four persons, and exactly two legs between six,” these self-taught amputee-weaponsmiths decide to repurpose their skills toward a new projectile: a rocket ship.

The story of the Baltimore Gun Club propelling themselves to the moon is about the extraordinary masculine power of the veteran, who doesn’t simply “overcome” his disability; he derives power and ambition from it. Their “crutches, wooden legs, artificial arms, steel hooks, caoutchouc [rubber] jaws, silver craniums [and] platinum noses” don’t play leading roles in their personalities—they are merely tools on their bodies. These piecemeal men are unlikely crusaders of invention with an even more unlikely mission. And yet who better to design the next great leap in technology than men remade by technology themselves?

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