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Where will the development of strong artificial intelligence go?
Dan 2022-11-06 23:05:54
The film mainly tells the story of a group of robots rebelling against human slavery. A company has used the latest robotics technology to create a "Westworld" resort park set in the American West in 1880. All visitors can do whatever they want in this park. Anything you can't get in the real world can be managed during the park. can be given unconditionally. Of course, they can also play different roles, including sheriffs, nobles, princesses, etc., which may be the biggest selling point of this park. One day, some robots could not operate according to the preset program of the park, and they refused unreasonable requests from tourists and unexpected phenomena such as hurting people. After the researchers discovered this phenomenon, they requested to temporarily close the park for rectification, but the boss refused the request in order to ensure the normal profit of the company every day. In the end, all robots became the main body that can control themselves, and all human beings in the park became retaliatory killings. Through this film, I have three impressions. First, under the conditions at that time (1973), it is possible to make such an imaginative film, which is completely the goal of strong artificial intelligence today - humanoid robots can learn autonomously like humans, Makes you have to admire the predictive ability of the creators at that time. Second, any technology is a double-edged sword. Only when you master it reasonably can it become your weapon. In the near future, human creations may surpass human intelligence, how should we get along with them then? Then our only way out is to cooperate with them and make them our weapon. Third, anything must be prevented before it happens, and the opinions of experts need to be taken seriously.
Extended Reading
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John Blane: There's no way to get hurt in here, just enjoy yourself.
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Black Knight: [as the guest picks up a piece of leftovers from one of the banquet hall tables] Hold varlet!
Medieval Knight: Are you speaking to me?
Black Knight: None other, sire.
Medieval Knight: Look, I'm hungry and I...
Black Knight: [impatiently swiping the guest's helmet off the table with his broadsword, then pointing the sword menacingly at the guest] Prepare for thy doom, thou scurrilous knave, huh?
Medieval Knight: [backing up] Now, wait a minute. Ah, uh, can't we talk this over?
Black Knight: What? Have you no spine, varlet?
Medieval Knight: Well, I...