Posts Tagged ‘China Miéville’
And a Few More Weekend Links
* Someone has adapted China Miéville’s The City and the City for the stage in Chicago. Sold.
* Republicans legislating what answers should get full credit on homework in Oklahoma.
* Last year’s program copped to the death of Hollywood cinema-as-art. All that was left was looking backward over a once-hallowed institution and weeping over the corpse. This year, though, the tears have dried. What we see instead is a clear vision of the utility of cinema. The 85th Academy Awards, like no show before it, will elevate films that are openly ideological, weaponized tools of the state.
* Evil Middle School Teachers Prank Students with Fake Disney World Field Trip.
* And your headline of the decade: U.S. Government Plans To Air Drop Toxic Mice To Fight Snake Invasion.
Wednesday Morning
* It’s not the project I’d have chosen for him, but I’ll take it: Joss Whedon will produce S.H.I.E.L.D., including writing and directing the pilot.
* Why did the FBI spy on Ray Bradbury?
* Another China Miéville interview: 1, 2.
* Biden 2016? Let’s not be hasty. Surely there’s some even less appealing candidate out there somewhere.
* What’s the per-diem for a trip to the Moon? About $8 bucks, minus lodging.
* Police enlist young offenders as confidential informants. But the work is high-risk, largely unregulated, and sometimes fatal.
* Of course you had me at Soviet-era board games.
* And the Los Angeles Review of Books crawls deep inside Werner Herzog.
“You are on a foreign island, the first who has set foot on the island in centuries. It is overgrown now with jungles, butterflies, strange birds singing, and you are walking through the jungle and you come across a gigantic cliff. And upon closer inspection, this entire escarpment is made completely of emeralds, [where] a holy monk hundreds of years ago spent his whole life with a chisel and a hammer scratching a poem into the walls. It’s hard like diamond; it took all his life to engrave only three lines in a poem. Please open your eyes and you will see it; you will be the first one to see it, and you will read it to me.” When the man protested he didn’t have his glasses, Herzog encouraged him to move closer and he would be able to read it. His poem began: “Why can’t we drink the moon? Why is there no vessel to hold it?”
Sunday Night
* Paging China Miéville: mad scientists have made a jellyfish out of a rat.
* New from the Library of America: classic 1950s SF.
* Academic shock doctrine watch: Wayne State administrators propose the elimination of tenure.
* The new normal: Confirmed heat deaths rise to 10 in Wisconsin.
* In the time it took me to write this post, Mitt Romney made $2,163.40.
Links from the Weekend!
* Wes Anderson bingo. Meanwhile, Moonrise Kingdom is setting records.
* Great television contrarianism watch: Neoliberal Holmes, or, Everything I Know About Modern Life I Learned from Sherlock. In which I analyze my allergy to Sherlock.
* David Harvey: The financial crisis is an urban crisis.
* Utopia and dystopia in quantum superposition: New parking meters text you when time’s running out.
* Facebook is not only on course to go bust, but will take the rest of the ad-supported Web with it.
* Shaviro reviews Through the Valley of the Nest of Spiders. LRB reviews Embassytown. LARoB reviews Railsea. The New Yorker reviews Game of Thrones.
But there is something troubling about this sea of C.G.I.-perfect flesh, shaved and scentless and not especially medieval. It’s unsettling to recall that these are not merely pretty women; they are unknown actresses who must strip, front and back, then mimic graphic sex and sexual torture, a skill increasingly key to attaining employment on cable dramas. During the filming of the second season, an Irish actress walked off the set when her scene shifted to what she termed “soft porn.” Of course, not everyone strips: there are no truly explicit scenes of gay male sex, fewer lingering shots of male bodies, and the leading actresses stay mostly buttoned up. Artistically, “Game of Thrones” is in a different class from “House of Lies,” “Californication,” and “Entourage.” But it’s still part of another colorful patriarchal subculture, the one called Los Angeles.
* Terrible news, state by state:
* Louisiana Incarcerated: How We Built the World’s Prison Capital. Via MeFi.
* The Institute for Southern Studies covers North Carolina’s answer to the Koch brothers, Art Pope.
* Detroit shuts off the lights.
* Kansas Republicans reinstitute feudalism, deliberately bankrupting the state.
* Contemplating these dreary statistics, one might well conclude that the United States is — to a distressing extent — a nation of violent, intolerant, ignorant, superstitious, passive, shallow, boorish, selfish, unhealthy, unhappy people, addicted to flickering screens, incurious about other societies and cultures, unwilling or unable to assert or even comprehend their nominal political sovereignty. Or, more simply, that America is a failure.
* The New Yorker‘s science fiction issue is live. If you wanted to get me to read New Yorker fiction for the first time in years, well, mission accomplished…
* And we’re still pouring college money down the for-profit drain. Because never learning from your mistakes is the most important thing we have to teach.
Miéville Explains It All
Everyone knows there’s a catastrophe unfolding, that few can afford to live in their own city. It was not always so.
China Miéville vs. Apocalyptic London, and vs. Tintin.
Ah, intent. You unfalsifiable talisman of airy exoneration…








