Back in the 50′s, sci-fi writer Arthur C. Clarke wrote a novel called Childhood’s End, which I recall reading years ago and Hollywood finally got around to making a movie about it 60 years later.
Basically, this race of galactic “Supervisors” comes to Earth who look exactly like our worst vision of demonic Satans, bat-wings, red skins, tails, cloven hooves, the whole bit, but are actually very kind and advance beings. They pretty much take over, end war, cure diseases and so forth. They also dispel most people’s belief in religion, since Clarke, the author, was an atheist of sorts. As the story goes (spoiler alert here) after some time here where they’ve given Man a golden age of peace, it turns out that all the children have mutated, “evolved” into all having a hive mind, and all the kids join the Collective Consciousness Of The Universe and literally float up into the sky and away to somewhere that’s not here, in a kind of parody of the Christian belief in a “rapture”, where in the “end days” all the believers ascend like that, literally into the heavens, and all those who never bought into the superstition are left here on Earth to suffer the supposed tortures of the damned.
Then, the head supervisor announces that no more children will ever be born on Earth, and leaves. After about 90 years all the people have died and the Earth self-destructs in a big explosion.
The whole point of the story is that humanity has evolved with the help of these Supervisors, and all those children who joined the Collective Consciousness will make the Universe a better place, or some such. Do I have problems with this tale? Yes indeed, I do. One of the comments made in the movie was that life is energy, and when a body stops living that energy has to go somewhere, implying that the life energy of the children would live on as part of the Collective Consciousness. Really? When a spinning wheel slows down and stops, does it’s energy continue on? No. Is that a good analogy? Yes. There is no soul. When the brain dies, there’s no more consciousness. All gone.
Next, what about all the animals on Earth? All the billions of other creatures, many of which are very intelligent, they all have to get blown up and killed because humanity has ended? They don’t count? Wow, some benevolent “Supervisors”, huh? Destroy the planet, for what? That was stupid.
I did like one part of the movie, the one where people stopped having children. That was good, and about Arthur C. Clarke, the author, while he was never convicted of pedophilia, his writing sometimes was very suggestive of a desire to have sex with children. No wonder he’s popular in Hollywood.