Artificial director Luca Guadagnino is here (right now) in bustling, buzzing, throbbing midtown Manhattan. Monday night’s first-anywhere New York Film Festival screening of Artificial looms like a sonuvabitch. Meanwhile E. Alex Jung ‘s Vulture piece has defined the general all-around terms and is characterizing the vibe or the mood or whatever seems to be shaking, bruh. Call it the subterranean hum or tempo. Welcome, ladies and germs, to what Jung describes as a partly amusing Sam Altman nightmare…a “horror movie” we all “happen to be living through.”
