For years virtual reality has been evolving with expensive headgear and clunky footage. But a powerful new New York Times film has signposted to a new era of story-telling that you can almost reach out and touch.
By Dan Slee
It’s difficult to talk about virtual reality without sounding like I did when I was a kid the first time I watched a colour telly during the Moscow Olympics in 1980.
It was round at a friend’s house during a birthday party and athletes from Europe and Africa in multi-coloured vests were sprinting around a burnt red track.
“It looked so colourful,” I remember telling my Mum later. “Can we have one?”
We had been without a telly for two years and the images soaked into my television-starved mind. It would be another two before we did.