Blade Runner Is For Fake

I remember there being talk about whether we should care or not for the Replicants, in class. Some brought up the "ghost in the machine" idea and another questioned whether a "soul" could exist anyplace but inside a human being. After seeing Orson Welles' F For Fake (aka F Is For Fake aka F Is For Fakes; I'm still not sure what the correct English title is) a couple of weeks before re-viewing Blade Runner, I started to see the Replicants in a new light; a light based in a theory put forth by F For Fake. It, basically, talks about the artistic merit of a forgery; when we see the fake and find it beautiful on first sighting why do we hate it when we find out the truth behind it? Is it because we feel our experience wasn't true? We feel cheated now?... Why should our initial reaction be tainted though? Is it not still as beautiful as when we first spotted it? Did we only like it because of the original painter? And what if we find it to be better than the original? I feel like all of these questions are just as viable to the Replicants as they they are to paintings. Anyway, it's a good and strange movie which I recommend checking out.