Posts Tagged ‘J.G. Ballard’
The Atrocity Exhibition
For sale: J.G. Ballard’s home. Warning: structure may be haunted by modernity’s ghosts. (Thanks Lindsey!)
Rocking Thursday Night
* For anyone who still has a heart, Don Pease’s Dr. Seuss biography could be a necessary read.
* Sharon Astyk has your definitive powerdown blog rant.
* BP says the oil leak has been capped.
* The financial reform bill has passed; this means capitalism is finally perfected.
* Is nothing sacred? New episodes of Beavis and Butthead.
* Is nothing sacred? Douglas Coupland is designing clothes now.
* Is time disappearing from the universe? J.G. Ballard was right!
* Paging J.J. Abrams: Workers have unexpectedly excavated an 18th-century ship at the ruins of the World Trade Center.
* The Darjeeling Limited is finally getting its Criterion Collection release.
* And Argentina now has marriage equality. ¡Hurra!
J.G. Ballard, "Poet of Desolate Landscapes"
Not to take away from his verdict on the 20th century: Ballard’s a bard of techno-anomie, of late-capitalist disaffection, and his writings are just the tonic if your local cloverleaf traffic jam or gated community or global warming harbinger has got you feeling out of sorts. But it’s precisely his grounding in deeper undercurrents of cosmic-existentialist wonder that give that tonic its fizz. His is the voice reminding you not to take the postmodern hangover too personally: it was always going to happen this way.
Jonathan Lethem eulogizes J.G. Ballard in The New York Times Book Review.
Good Morning, World
Good morning, world.
* Michael Steele wants you to know that Republicans are done apologizing for the ruinous policies of the last eight years. Love it or lump it, chumps, they’ve turned the page.
* “Calling Utopia a Utopia,” by Ursula K. Le Guin.
To define science fiction as a purely commercial category of fiction, inherently trashy, having nothing to do with literature, is a tall order. It involves both denying that any work of science fiction can have literary merit, and maintaining that any book of literary merit that uses the tropes of science fiction (such as Brave New World, or 1984, or The Handmaid’s Tale, or most of the works of J.G. Ballard) is not science fiction. This definition-by-negation leads to remarkable mental gymnastics. For instance, one must insist that certain works of dubious literary merit that use familiar science-fictional devices such as alternate history, or wellworn science-fiction plots such as Men-Crossing-the-Continent-After-the Holocaust, and are in every way definable as science fiction, are not science fiction — because their authors are known to be literary authors, and literary authors are incapable by definition of committing science fiction.Now that takes some fancy thinking.
* And Sarah Conner‘s showrunner says goodbye.
Good shows are cancelled every year; smart shows, worthy shows, shows which move their viewers to write blogs and have viewing parties and create action figures and bury executives’ email accounts under thousands of messages. I miss Deadwood and The Wire and Arrested Development but thank God that I still have Rescue Me and The Office and a recently renewed Party Down written by ex-T:SCC writer John Enbom.Bad shows are cancelled, too. And certainly there are those who did not like what we did and had their own vision for what a Terminator TV show should be. It’s easy to look at low ratings or cancellation as “failure” and for those who believe we’ve gone about this all wrong I’m sure today’s news will only serve to confirm a world view that I would never try to change. We’ve written the show as best we can, executed it to the best of our abilities, and sent it out in the world knowing that we worked out asses off to do something that wouldn’t be a waste of anybody’s forty-three minutes.
MFA Programs vs. the Still-Warm Body of J.G. Ballard
MFA programs vs. the still-warm body of J.G. Ballard.
Saved by the Bell: The Grad School Years
Oink, oink, baby, in the most Orwellian and neo-Freudian senses.
* At McSweeney’s: Saved by the Bell: The Grad School Years.
* The University of Michigan Press is announcing today that it will shift its scholarly publishing from being primarily a traditional print operation to one that is primarily digital.
* J.G. Ballard’s Alien and Starsky and Hutch.
* Every time a bell rings a volcano erupts, Bobby Jindal doesn’t become president.
* Life as a $100,000-a-year clown.
* Life as the world’s hottest basketball prospect—in sixth grade.
Science Fiction Authors That Lit Geeks Think It’s Cool To Read
Science fiction authors that lit geeks think it’s cool to read. Surprisingly complete list from io9—off the top of my head it’s hard to think of any omissions besides J.G. Ballard and perhaps Kim Stanley Robinson.
You could play the same game in the opposite direction, too: traditionally literary authors that sci-fi geeks think it’s cool to read. Orwell, Huxley, Atwood, Kafka, DeLillo, Pynchon, DFW…
Ballard v. Romero
The Ballardian watches Day of the Dead.
The mall in both Ballard and Romero becomes a city, a country, a galaxy, a self-sustaining micronational state seceding from reality, a State of mind absorbing and zombifying all it touches, and the faceless, cartoonish football hordes in KC are consumer zombies as much as the walking dead in Romero are metaphorically intended to be.Yet, if you tweak your perspective just a little, the survivors in both could conversely be read as the oppressors, the old world clinging to its accumulated wealth, hording it for themselves in the face of the zombie attack — an all-devouring, ever-growing underclass.






