Many stories have been told about the imagined first contact between planet Earth and an alien civilisation. This topic poses many intriguing questions: would we welcome visitors from outer space, or would we fear them? Would they help us or harm us? Among all those who tried to answer, Arrival stands out because it focuses on a different riddle altogether – not on what humans and aliens would say to each other, but how. The aliens of Arrival, unlike many of their predecessor

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The Greeks would say that you’ve only had a good life once you’ve had a good death. But what makes a good death if you’ve had a shit life? Can a good death even make up for it? I’ve drunk too much, beaten my children, my wife. I’ve cheated, I’ve stolen, and worse… Now, here I sit thinking that for a man of my stature, any death would be a good one as seen by those around me. They do not love me, nor do they have reason to. I do not ask this of them - I know I’ve been less tha

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