Posts Tagged ‘Star Maker’
Wednesday 2
Wednesday 2.
* My North Carolinian readers should consider sending a letter expressing their displeasure to the offices of our senator, Kay Hagan, who as Facing South reports is currently one of the major stumbling blocks for health care reform.
Sen. Kay Hagan
521 Dirksen Senate Office Building
Washington, DC 20510
Phone: 202-224-6342
Fax: 202-228-2563
You can contact her via email at her web site, but a snail mail letter is still best.
* Climate Progress analyzes the concessions made to Collin Peterson to get Waxman-Markey to the floor this week. Kevin Drum and Yglesias has more, as well as a teaser for how much worse the Senate version will be.
* Also from Yglesias: (1) a post on Asimov’s novel The Gods Themselves that intrigued me enough to drop everything and read the book and (2) a report that the Iranian soccer players who wore green in solidarity with the protesters have been banned from the sport for life. The Gods Themselves, I can report, is a great read: in addition to the environmental allegory Yglesias highlights there’s also some really intriguing queer sexuality stuff in the “how aliens have sex” section—very rare for Asimov—and a nice Star Maker-style cosmology regarding the origin of the universe and the fates of planets that don’t solve their energy crises. I think Asimov’s probably right that it’s his best book.
* Squaring off on the suckiness of Transformers II. In this corner, Roger Ebert:
“Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen” is a horrible experience of unbearable length, briefly punctuated by three or four amusing moments. One of these involves a dog-like robot humping the leg of the heroine. Such are the meager joys. If you want to save yourself the ticket price, go into the kitchen, cue up a male choir singing the music of hell, and get a kid to start banging pots and pans together. Then close your eyes and use your imagination.
And in this corner, Walter Chaw:
The worst summer in recent memory continues as Michael Bay brings his slow push-ins and Lazy Susan dolly shots back to the cineplex with Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen (hereafter Transformers 2), the ugliest, most hateful, most simple-minded and incomprehensible assault on art and decency since the last Michael Bay movie.
* And your webcomic of the day: Warbot in Accounting.
Great Opening Sentences from Science Fiction
io9’s playing with great opening sentences from science fiction. (More at MeFi.) Contrary to the aesthetics of io9’s list, it seems to me that the best are those which refuse to immediately announce themselves as science fiction. Here are just a few from favorite s.f. novels that I haven’t seen anywhere else (all links go to Amazon):
“We slept in what had once been the gymnasium.”
—Margaret Atwood, The Handmaid’s Tale“Mars was empty before we came.”
—Kim Stanley Robinson, Red Mars“On those cloudy days, Robert Neville was never sure when sunset came, and sometimes they were in the streets before he could get back.”
—Richard Matheson, I Am Legend“What’s it going to be then, eh?”
—Anthony Burgess, A Clockwork Orange
Though what can match the quiet elegance of Ursula K. Le Guin’s The Dispossessed? “There was a wall.”
Unless of course it’s Octavia Butler in Dawn: “Alive!”
QUICK UPDATE: I realized too late that I’d omitted a book that should be on any list of this sort, Olaf Staledon’s Star Maker:
One night when I had tasted bitterness I went out on to the hill.
kidding on the square
I’ve put together another experimental post on science fiction theory for culturemonkey, this one playing with Greimas squares, subgenres, and Olaf Stapledon’s wonderful novel Star Maker. As with others, it’s a bit theoretical and a bit undercooked…
‘Enjoy life while you can. Because if you’re lucky it’s going to be 20 years before it hits the fan.’
“It’s just too late for it,” he says. “Perhaps if we’d gone along routes like that in 1967, it might have helped. But we don’t have time. All these standard green things, like sustainable development, I think these are just words that mean nothing. I get an awful lot of people coming to me saying you can’t say that, because it gives us nothing to do. I say on the contrary, it gives us an immense amount to do. Just not the kinds of things you want to do.”
He dismisses eco ideas briskly, one by one. “Carbon offsetting? I wouldn’t dream of it. It’s just a joke. To pay money to plant trees, to think you’re offsetting the carbon? You’re probably making matters worse. You’re far better off giving to the charity Cool Earth, which gives the money to the native peoples to not take down their forests.”
Do he and his wife try to limit the number of flights they take? “No we don’t. Because we can’t.” And recycling, he adds, is “almost certainly a waste of time and energy”, while having a “green lifestyle” amounts to little more than “ostentatious grand gestures”. He distrusts the notion of ethical consumption. “Because always, in the end, it turns out to be a scam … or if it wasn’t one in the beginning, it becomes one.”
James Lovelock, creator of the Gaia hypothesis, says we’re all screwed. MeFi continues its never-ending discussion about the extent to which the sky is really falling. There’s something of Olaf Stapledon’s wonderful Star Maker, which I think I should have more to say about soon, in the way this article ends:
“There have been seven disasters since humans came on the earth, very similar to the one that’s just about to happen. I think these events keep separating the wheat from the chaff. And eventually we’ll have a human on the planet that really does understand it and can live with it properly. That’s the source of my optimism.”
And of course, something of No Future as well:
What would Lovelock do now, I ask, if he were me? He smiles and says: “Enjoy life while you can. Because if you’re lucky it’s going to be 20 years before it hits the fan.”
Twenty Science Fiction Novels that Will Change Your Life (and Two More)
io9 has a post on the twenty science fiction novels that will change your life. I’ve only read about half of these, and I suspect the less interesting half at that—which makes this a very good and helpful list for me as my dissertation project (expected completion date: 2017) increasingly begins to focus on sci-fi.
Not on the list, but should be: Olaf Stapledon’s Star Maker, which I’m not very far into but which is amazingly good. I’d also be remiss if I didn’t use this opportunity to remind people to read Watchmen.
Also at io9: weak postmodern superheroes and comparative sex-specific body mass index in the Marvel Universe and the real world.