Imagination can be a tricky place. From the pen of William Gibson came cyberpunk, a genre tying the destiny of man to artificial intelligence. While his science-fiction output occasionally wandered towards self-indulgence, big ideas prevailed. From this creative flux emerged films such as Dark City, The Matrix and Ghost in the Shell. Directed by Rupert Sanders, the latter presents an imaginative take sans cliché.

Feeling only a poem can do justice to Ghost in the Shell, here’s my interpretation:

Ideas to find

Open the mind.

Ghost in the Shell

Works effective spell.

Trigger frozen past

And have a blast!

Look inside this crystal.

Imagination dominates every vessel.

Network where secrets dwell

Glitches evoke identity piecemeal.

A journey that cinema defines

While uncovering precious mines.

Food for eye and brain

Sculptured as a well-made cane.

Cityscape blooms day and night

Artificially enhanced, soldiers in sight.

Scarlett Johansson poised for leap

Fearless no matter how steep.

Personality forms a swirling morass

Questions concern ruling brass.

Those in power withhold data

Persistence leaves a big crater.

Spider tank emits costly ruse

Although hero might find the fuse!

The plan stunningly wrought

Of a woman who fought.

She might uncover facts unnerving

Against bad guys she’s swerving.

While temptation might favour set over script

It rarely blocks such a crypt.

Into ourselves every painting drawn

Even those we cherish and mourn.

An experience that gains

As darkest cloud rains.

Familiar yet fresh all at once.

Think about giving the film a bounce.

(Released by Paramount Pictures and rated "PG-13 for intense sequences of sci-fi content and some disturbing images.)