Review: A Murder At The End Of The World, "Chapter 7: Retreat" | Season 1, Episode 7
"Right now, Mama's gonna start a fire."
Like most unbearably rich and powerful men, Andy Ronson is neither quite as smart, nor quite as enlightened, as he fancies himself to be. “Ray thinks in centuries, not the span of a single human life,” he crows at the beginning of this episode, basking in the reflected “genius” of his AI’s accomplishments. How fitting, then, that a single human life turned out to be exactly the symbol of Ray’s failure—of the way that petty human insecurities, blinkered worldviews, and preening ego can dictate the parameters of even the most advanced so-called artificial intelligence. (Sorry, “alternative” intelligence.) Even when it was staring him in the face, Andy Ronson couldn’t accept that his greatest creation was just as warped by toxic, insecure vanity as he was.
Which is another way of saying Andy Ronson could never see himself for what he was.