One of the most overlooked aspects of Prometheus is its deep connection to the David Lean film Lawrence of Arabia. Sure, Peter Weyland name drops T.E. Lawrence in his cornerstone TED talk. Lines like “big things have small beginnings” and “there is nothing in the desert and no man needs nothing” are direct quotes from the film. And David is seen watching the film while the rest of the crew sleep away the journey in cryo-sleep but really this only just scratches the surface.

Weyland himself identifies heavily with T.E. Lawrence implicitly and explicitly labeling himself as “superior” in both his first and last appearances in the film. He is a man set on changing the world in spite of the “rules, restrictions, laws, [and] ethical guidelines” of the existing rulers. Lawrence himself was wont to buck authority, conventional wisdom, direct orders, and even what was commonly understood to be physically possible. Weyland declares “we are the gods now” with the same fervor and commitment as when Lawrence, after bringing Gasim out of the dessert, looks Ali in the eye and says, “Nothing is written.” They are men who understand that it is up to humans to change humanity and if you indulge them they are willing to change the world.

Of course, however, the main parallel with Lawrence of Arabia comes to us through the lens of David. The android played so brilliantly by Michael Fassbender has almost religiously patterned his person and appearance after Peter O’Toole in the epic film. We see him watching Lawrence of Arabia while bleaching and parting his hair to reach as close to Peter O’Toole’s infamous visage as he can. David has developed not only his image but also his mannerisms and speaking patterns around the character of T.E. Lawrence. While he works he sits and recites to himself Lawrence’s famous line about how he handles the pain of extinguishing a match between his fingers: “The trick, Willam Potter, is not minding that it hurts.” This is where the connections begin to burrow even deeper.

One of Lawrence’s defining characteristics in the film is his ability to endure inhuman amounts of physical discomfort, social humiliation, and even bodily torture. His refusal of water and rest until the Bedu are willing to take them for themselves leads his initial companion to ask “Are you certain you are not Bedu?” He is a stranger in a strange land but he suffers his indignities and powers on with his agenda.

David is very much the same. He is an outsider in a world of flesh and blood humans. He suffers the indignity of being treated as a servant or an appliance despite his contributions to the missions – contributions which he no doubt views as superior to those provided by others. Many people would attribute his general lack of affect to his nature and limitations as an android but I truly believe that this is a conscious choice by David. He views himself as special: a purpose built creation much like Lawrence was a man with a destiny. He speaks with Holloway about how disappointed Holloway would be if humanity’s creators had the same justification humans had for creating him: “Because we can.” This scene (which is visually analogous to a scene in Lawrence of Arabia where Lawrence discusses his purpose in the Army while bouncing billiard balls around a pool table) gives us an insight into David’s actual psyche. To me this scene makes it clear that David DOES feel on some level and is merely being the good soldier, forging on to his objectives all the while not minding that it hurts.

David’s relationship to Lawrence of Arabia is even more personal than all this however. Both David and Lawrence are essentially bastard children of famous fathers. They are seeking approval and validation for an existence that is proving to be less than their promise. David is seeking the love and praise of Weyland as much or more than Lawrence is for that of the Arabian people as well as his surrogate father figure Mr. Dryden. While Lawrence is somewhat betrayed by Mr. Dryden claiming there have always been plans to take Arabia from the Arabs, David is betrayed by Weyland as he is reduced to a mere demonstration of human ability to the Engineers. David so deeply wants to be praised and appreciated for his achievement that as the Engineer reaches down and caresses his face we can see the moment of pure ecstasy proving once and for all that David does in fact feel. Of course this is immediately followed by the Engineer ripping his head from his body and using it to kill Weyland. This is an echo of the moment when Lawrence takes Damascus in a great victory for the Arabs only to have their rule disintegrate to infighting and luddism.

David and Lawrence both sought greatness only to be reduced to ruin. They both endured inhumanities and displayed great strength. These bastard sons of greater men did amazing things only to let their hubris and pride turn their victories to ashes in their mouths. David’s deliberate replication of the lifestyle and living image of Lawrence of Arabia is truly a powerful and sadly ironic statement. Perhaps both David and his father should have paid closer attention to the end of the film to see what really happens to great mean with limitless ambition.


It’s late. You’re hungry. It seems like you’re always hungry these days. The buzzing of the cheap fluorescent lights in your apartment are starting to get to you. You grit your teeth and check the fridge again. There’s nothing in there but three month old soy-beef burritos, just like it was two hours ago, when you last checked.

"ALL GOOD THINGS COME DOWN THE BEANSTALK," blares the Weyland corporation advert outside your window. It does that every three hours. It gives you a migraine every time, without fail. You pick up your piece to shoot the damn thing out of the sky out of frustration. Your hand waivers as you line up the sights of your gun to that obnoxious neon piece of shit. You take a deep breath. No. Bad M-Byte. You’ve got two strikes already. Destruction of corp property will pack you away for good.

You slump down in your seat in front of your rig. You’re sick of it all. Of being hungry, of the headaches, of the constant reminders of how much more is out there, and how little of it is yours.

Fuck it, why shouldn’t it be yours?

You slot into your rig, lining the jack up with your spinal interface, and popping it into place. There’s the rush of adrenaline as your brain connects to a computer almost ten times as powerful as the hunk of meat in your skull.

You’re not fucking around tonight. You pull up the connection data for Weyland’s financial departments and your own bank accounts with a single thought.

One part rage, two parts desperation and a dash of inspiration later, and you’ve diced your way past the ICE protecting Weyland’s precious, precious creds. The sight of Weyland’s holdings spiral downwards while yours skyrocket… it’s almost better than that last trip to Wyldside where you got stimmed up out of your brain.

You jack out, fifty thousand creds richer than you were a few hours ago. You crack your knuckles and hop out of your seat. Wyldside sounds good about now, you realize. A new wardrobe, a few new appliances around the apartment… hell, there’s always that new bistro up in Heinlein all the riste assholes are talking about. Maybe it’s time you paid them a visit.

After all, what good is it being a Criminal if you can’t live it up?

Welcome back to Self-Modifying Code, today I want to review the state of the Weyland Consortium and its new divisions. Since the release of Order and Chaos, most of the excitement seems to be aroun…

Nice “Order & Chaos” review/impression. I’ve been playing with cards from expansion for past week, but to be honest I don’t feel competent enough with Anarch stuff to say more that I hate Keyhole + Eater combo. With passion. But I’ve been testing basic Anatomy of Anarchy decks with Edward Kim and that was fun.

On other hand, getting flatlined over and over by various Wayland division has been a fresh experience and I have my own little plans about Titan Transnational. Mark Yale in this deck is bonkers.

After reading so reviews looking like one card review after another, article by CodeMarvelous is breath of fresh air. 

Start of buisness day.

Start with a light mocha. Rogers is on line one reporting on the latest sales numbers of the new Hadrian’s play set. It’s going to be this year’s best selling toy. Elizabeth calls after her press conference. Everyone loves her; that last hostile takeover is already forgotten.

Jackson Howard is on loan from NBN, and is on line three. He thinks he’s got a way to make those old geothermal fracking plans viable again, though he’ll have to work them through R&D.

Line four buzzes. It’s the Space Elevator Authority. Someone picked up some “interesting” logs from that hack that trashed what was to be a very valuable set of government contracts.

Six hours from now, a series of unexplainable explosions will level a city block containing an outdated Weyland Consortium building, tragically costing the lives of several dozen residents of a nearby apartment complex, along with one scum-sucking piece of shit runner who REALLY should have known better than to fuck with your money.

You finish your coffee. It’s going to be a good day.

Weyland. Building a Better World.

It relied on my opponent not having any tricks and not running on the server with Posted Bounty. I advanced twice, oppenent did stuff, I used Melange Mining Corp to get 7, which is when the gamble kicked in. He didn’t have the resources to run on it, so I scored it and forfeited it for the tag, played Scorched Earth 1 to get him down to one card, and played the second one to finish.