Monthly Archives: March 2015

Grandfather paradoxes (#SFWApro)

The grandfather paradox is the big one in time travel stories. You go back in time, you kill your grandfather, you’re never born. But if you never exist, how can you go back and kill your grandfather (I have, by the way, no idea why it’s grandfather rather than say your father or mother)? Similarly, once the past has been changed, why do your characters not remember it as always being true (RA Lafferty’s “Thus We Frustrate Charlemagne” has fun with people constantly trying to change the past, and never realizing they’ve already done it).

I don’t think this is actually that big a paradox. I’ve always thought the simplest solution was to assert that if you’re back in the past, you’re disconnected from the consequences of time travel. If you change your past, you’ll still exist as you were. When you return to your present, you’ll be in a world where “you” don’t exist. For example, at the end of Scooby Doo: Mystery Incorporated, the team discovers as the result of the time changes they’ve wrought, their entire lives are different, but they still remember everything the way it used to be.

Of course that still doesn’t explain how in (for example) Running Against Time, Robert Hays friends in the present remember the original past, before he went back to try and stop Oswald shooting JFK (need I say it goes horribly wrong?). As a result, they’re able to monitor Hays’ impact on the time stream by looking at old newspapers and comparing the headlines with their memories.

One possible solution is that just being aware time is changing makes it possible to remember. In STEIN’S;GATE: Burdensome State of Deja Vu, Okarin has the ability to sense the timelines changing, but Cristina suggests deja vu results from everyone having a small ability to “read Stein” as they call it.

Another paradox defuser, as I noted here, is to have some kind of tech that neutralizes the effect of time changes.

One common solution is to say that the protagonist (or villain) didn’t change anything, they just created a new branching timeline. Which makes sense, but (as noted at the link in the previous paragraph) it’s really unsatisfying in movies. Having seen Robert Loggia drunk and guilt-ridden for most of Against Time, I want to know the ending (he’s happy, healthy, and his tragedy has been erased) affects him, not that it created a new Loggia and the old one is still miserable in the original timeline.

Yet another possibility: Magic. Or God. In Repeat Performance, it’s obvious something supernatural and powerful allowed Joan Leslie her one-year do-over. Presumably anyone/anything that plays at that level won’t have trouble keeping her memory intact.

Of course, lots of time-travel movies don’t have any theory, they just go with maximum dramatic effect. But I’m impressed b the movies that do make an effort.

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How not to do satire

84190Given the repeated “problematic” stories in Andrew Offutt’s old Swords Against Darkness anthologies (case in point) I wonder if I’d pick them up today if I didn’t already have them (all rights to image with current holder; I don’t know the artist).

While Volume Three was problem-free, Swords Against Darkness IV, which is overall a good collection (details on the good stuff in this weekend’s reviews), does unfortunately also boast “Of Pigs and Men,” a satirical essay by SF great Poul Anderson taking on “the current furore over persecuted minorities and how society has got to make it up to them for the troubles their ancestors endured.” Offutt rates it as a stroke of genius and the best thing Anderson has ever done; I’m less enthused.

The premise is simple: WASPs are the true victims of persecution, though Anderson redefines them as PIGS (People Inhabiting Germanic Settlements). Attacked by Native Americans who valued “property rights over human rights.” Tromped on by Mediterranean oppressors from the Roman Empire to Napoleon. Stuck with insulting names such as “gringo” or the Chinese “foreign devils!” Tricked into buying Manhattan from people who didn’t actually own it. And yeah, occasionally buying slaves from all those Africans who were doing a roaring trade in the slave business.

I was going to cut Anderson a little slack—maybe he was responding to the more radical voices of the 1970s (this was a 1979 collection) rather than civil rights in general—but this is a reprint of something he wrote a decade earlier. And since he chooses not to specify, I see no reason not to assume he’s dumping on civil rights in general (or more precisely, on the movement’s criticisms of white America). After all he does think an observation that “yeah, white people bought a few slaves, but black people sold them first!” is witty.

The point of the essay, to the extent it has one, appears to be less really claiming white people are oppressed but that claims about how any particular group has suffered horribly are just silly. It’s history. History is all about oppression. If blacks and Native Americans can claim they’re oppressed, well so can PIGS, so there (conveniently, PIGS include Jews and Catholics, or at least “many” of them … but no nonwhites. Boundaries are drawn)

Except that doesn’t work. Okay, it works if opposing a counter-argument is that all through history, white people have been the bad guys and natives everywhere were noble savages. Just about everyone’s got blood on their hands over the centuries.  But while some nonwhites have made the White People Suck argument, most of the civil rights movement focused on relatively recent history. You know, like slavery, and then Jim Crow, and the willingness of many white people to use murder and terrorism to preserve white supremacy? Did Anderson seriously imagine those didn’t still affect the lives of blacks at the time he wrote? Or did he just not want to hear it? Because the line about slavery seriously undercuts the satire. He’s not joking that “yeah, well lots of people had slaves so why single Americans out?” (there are plenty of reasons, particularly the racial aspect, that made British and then American slavery worse than many cultures, but that’s a separate argument), he’s joking that American slavery is really no big deal. Nothing to see here. Move along. So possibly he doesn’t feel as sanguine as the column implies.

Likewise, holding up “foreign devil” and “gringo” to show how badly PIGS are treated is baloney. I’ve heard plenty of people, even today, write about how much the n-word bites (and as the recent controversy over the Washington Redskins has shown, plenty of other groups have their own stinging labels). I don’t believe for a minute that anyone, including Anderson, was ever hurt by “foreign devil” or “gringo” (maybe offended by the disrespect).

Brilliant is definitely not the word I’d use.

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An off couple of months for Doc Savage: Land of Long Juju and The Derrick Devil (#SFWApro)

6445331Laurence Donovan’s LAND OF LONG JUJU (cover by James Bama, rights with current holder) effectively combines two of the series’ standard openings. First we have one of Doc’s men stumbling into trouble: In Africa to build a railroad, Renny becomes a target for the Shimba, a revolutionary leader plotting to overthrow one of the local kings. Back in New York, African tribesmen wielding spears and blowguns (no mere automatics for these savages) try to stop someone from reaching Doc for help … though in a nice twist, the attempts to reach Doc are actually booby-traps for the bad guys. The plot that follows is familiar but competent, as Doc tries to save the king from the Shimba, and it includes one spectacular set-piece, where Doc in a WWI biplane takes down the Shimba’s modern air force.

Unfortunately Donovan dives into a pool of racial stereotypes and makes the story painfully unreadable (Okay, I did read it, but you know what I mean). All the blacks (except one Western-educated woman) are ignorant superstitious savages, easily swayed by a few tricks. Oh, and the villains are also cannibals, killers, blood-drinkers (the Masai do use their cows’ blood for food, or so I’ve read, but it’s presented here as something horribly ghoulish) and worshippers of evil gods (the jungle devils attempt to sacrifice Pat to their heathen deities at one point). And they wear all kinds of odd things in the massive holes they have made in their earlobes (that kind of thing was standard How Weird and Exotic They Are imagery back when I was a kid). And Ham remarks that there have to be “white brains” behind this (though Doc does disagree).

I am curious, by the way, why the Masai get presented as part of the savage side—in the books I read as a kid, they were usually on the Noble Savage side of the scale. Not that this would have made the book good, I’m just curious.

2390804THE DERRICK DEVIL (all rights to image to current holder)has a great opening in which the titular monstrosity begins oozing out of an oil well and preying upon hapless oilfield workers in Oklahoma. It’s almost Lovecraftian in tone, though I knew perfectly it would be another fake supernatural threat a la The Squeaking Goblin.
What I didn’t know was that the story would be rather drab. We have two gangs of dueling crooks (one trying to blame the other for the horror) and a scheme to terrorize leaseholders in the oil field into selling out fast. And an unremarkable female guest character who somehow reduces both Johnny and Renny to mush. That’s a mundane but workable plot (The Red Skull had fun with a Southwestern land grab and didn’t even boast a monster) but the execution is dreary. The great opening/routine execution made me think it was Donovan again (I had the same problem with some of his earlier works) but no, it’s Dent all the way.Trivia points include that Doc can shatter glass with his voice; that he never wears a hat, so that when he does, it makes an effective disguise; and his office windows now have one-way glass so nobody can see in. There’s also a description of Savage Sr.’s combat training methods that now seems rather creepy—when Doc was a kid, his father would pay his sparring partners to hit him and hit him hard, with bonuses for each punch they landed.Fortunately the two next up are, if memory serves me, way more fun.

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And now, books (#SFWApro)

THE NIGHT OF THE RIPPER by Robert Block reread much better than the first time I encountered it, mostly because I knew up front it was a straight mystery and not to anticipate a “Yours Truly Jack the Ripper” twist. If nothing radical in Ripper fiction, a well-executed story as Scotland Yard’s Inspector Abberline and a fabricate American doctor try to figure out the identity of the man butchering White Chapel prostitutes and pretty much every suspect from Leather Apron to Prince Eddy gets dragged in. Very good on the details of the setting from clothes to slang.

COFFEE AND COFFEEHOUSES: The Origins of a Social Beverage in the Medieval Near East by Ralph S. Hattox looks at the birth of coffee in the Muslim world (most probably in Yemen, then gradually catching on elsewhere) and the reasons why various religious authorities disapproved of coffee and coffee houses as they caught on. While some critics raised medical issues (coffee makes you melancholic!) they also debated whether caffeine’s stimulating effect constituted “intoxication” under Islamic law (the Koran bans “kham’r” rather than wine per se, leading to dispute among scholars what other beverages were forbidden). A bigger issue was the coffee house itself: while more respectable than a tavern, it was seen as equally likely to encourage loose behavior. Specialized but interesting, particularly the discussion of Muslim law and its interpretation.
BLOOD OF TYRANTS by Naomi Novik is the penultimate Temaraire novel, opening with Laurence shipwrecked in Japan, separated from Temaraire and suffering from amnesia which leaves him under the impression he’s still a rising naval officer (I will give Novik credit for not having him miraculously recover his memory down the road). Once they’re reunited, it’s on to China, then to assist against Napoleon’s invasion of Russia, which goes considerably better for the French in this timeline. There’s also our first look at Native American dragons, who in New England are now going into business with the Yankees. A good story, as usual.

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Fight the future with time travel! (#SFWApro)

Idaho-Transfer-Dutch-VHSIDAHO TRANSFER (1971) is Peter Fonda’s very low-budget film in which federal teleportation researchers secretly use their tech to send teens into the future after an upcoming eco-collapse, only to have several recruits on a test trip stranded when the project shuts down. Unfortunately their activities consist of walking across the wilderness and chatting around the campfire, so there’s no real sense of an apocalypse or even a future until the incomprehensible ending. Poor (all rights to image with current holder) “It could be 50,000 gallons of chartreuse high-gloss enamel—we could paint Portland!”

FUTURE HUNTERS (1986) has a traveler from a post-apocalypse Road Warrior-type future come back to the present where he enlists a couple (one half being Robert Patrick pre-Terminator II) to prevent Nazis from using the Spear of Destiny to bring about the world’s destruction. Even if this wasn’t a Philippines movie (and so outside my mandatory range) it might go in the appendix for how little the time-travel matters: after the opening scenes, it’s a straight Indiana Jones knockoff with the protagonists racing the Nazis to the Spear and encountering pygmies, Amazons, gunmen and martial artist Bruce Li. It doesn’t help that the female lead is useless except for screaming, nagging, getting rape threats and getting semi-naked (say what you will about badly written strong female characters, I still prefer them to badly written wimpy ones).It’s just like riding a bike except for two little things—takeoff and landing.”

CAMP SLAUGHTER (2006) has a group of college-age friends stranded at a woodland summer camp discover a slasher systematically butchering the campers, then doing it all over again when the day reboots. The low budget and poor acting  are undeniable, but more money probably wouldn’t have this the next Scream as the concept is so poorly handled (even those who are aware of the loop never try to change things). And the obnoxious leads are simply puzzled by the characters’ 1980s slang (the murder took place in 1981), they react like they’re talking Serbo-Croatian (it’s not so far back they’d find it that alien). And the repeated emphasis that they’re knocking off Jason Voorhees gets old pretty quick. “Please tell me the date is not Friday the 13th.”

TIMESLINGERS (2013) has a time portal not only drops two squabbling teenage siblings back into the Old West, it does so just as a stranded baby ET needs help rescuing his captive mother from a sheriff who plans to sell her to a Barnum-type exhibitor. Cliched and unimpressive. “I know we have to save Jiffy’s mother, but we’re dealing with a psychopath!”

TIMEKEEPER (1998) has a trio of kids discover too late that their spooky neighbor is actually a guardian of the timestream, the Too Late part being one of them has fallen into the past and thereby erased our reality in favor of a steampunk alt.history. Some nice touches, like time police from the alternate future trying to preserve it, but mostly routine Disneyesque fluff. “If I’d known the entire fate of my world would rest on my shoulders, I’d have checked my watch..”

JULES VERNE’S MYSTERIOUS ISLAND (2010) turns Verne’s book into a Lost knockoff in which Civil War soldiers and 21st century “Jules Fogg” find themselves stranded in the Bermuda Triangle (I suppose we should give JJ Abrams credit for putting his island in the Pacific) due to Captain Nemo’s accidental creation of a time-trap while attempting to rewrite history. Mediocre on pretty much every level, and if they were going to throw in modern women, why not make them more than just damsels in distress? With W. Morgan Sheppard and Mark Sheppard as different ages of Nemo. “We aren’t traveling in time—we’re lost in it.”

FIRE TRIPPER (1985) is a good anime fantasy in which a toddler time-jumps from a fiery death in feudal Japan to the present, then jumps back as a teen and becomes involved with an Obnoxious and Irritating village warrior (the manga is by the same writer who later created Inuyasha). This has a couple of nice twists, slightly confused by my conviction the two leads were siblings and finding it implausible how fast the girl accepted incest. “Oh, no, it’s like an indirect kiss!”

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Wait, I almost forgot to blog! (#SFWApro)

Not that things are hectic, quite the opposite, just feeling very relaxed.

This was a crazy week. Monday I had my annual general physical (all good—better on some things than I expected), Tuesday I had what was supposed to be a routine dental checkup after the deep, down-below-the-gum-line cleaning last month. Turns out they didn’t clean as much as they thought, so I wound up spending an extra hour there, get novocaine needles in the roof of my mouth and go home with numb mouth (so no eating. I’ve tried eating with a novocaine mouth and it doesn’t work) and an achy head. Plus I had errands to do which used up a couple more hours.

So I’m pleased that despite that, I had a productive week. I made my ehow quota, watched a full slate of movies and walked the dogs a lot. Next week I’m going to try to put in a full 40-hour writing week. It’s doable, if I stack the evening work early in the week, preferably getting most of it done in one shot). Evenings are tricky as I usually spend them with TYG and often wind up getting distracted by her or dogs. So if I can spend one busy evening and relax the next, that will be time well spent.

I’m still bummed about the tooth problems. Being told I have gum disease makes me feel like someone in an infomercial (“Seven out of 10 Americans suffer from gum disease. Now there is hope for these tragic victims with the new wonder drug, Supergums!”). My teeth were astonishingly healthy for so long, it feels unnatural to have problems with them. However, as TYG points out, I’d be worse off with my old dentist back in FWB who really didn’t put much effort in (he took my teeth health for granted too).

But lord knows, there are worse things to happen to someone.

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The coming Republican race and other links

Digby catches a Washington Post article about high-powered Republican donors who were serious players in 2008 and 2012, but now they can’t get anyone to return their calls. Poor millionaires just can’t compete with billionaires who can dash off a seven-figure check without thinking about it. Which is actually scary, in a way, but damn, it’s also funny.

Given the scary part, I agree with another Digby post that it’s not entirely a bad thing religious conservatves are organizing to anoint its own chosen candidate, specifically positioning themselves in opposition to the Big Money (as Digby notes, this is an old, old conflict). Sure, anyone the religious right wants will be someone who makes me vomit, but they’re well within their rights to fight for the candidate of their dreams.

Case in point, Ted Cruz’ views utterly repel me. And they didn’t even include his proclamation that America needs 100 more Jesse Helms in the Senate (here’s some background on why that stinks). Although LGM links to some discussion that concludes Cruz doesn’t have enough support, even among the Republican base.

•Richard Cohen proclaims that liberal outrage over Ferguson is as absurd as Republican outrage over Benghazi. As noted at the link, Cohen’s views on race include that biracial families trigger a natural gag reflex and this in no way indicates bigotry.

•My own latest And article, on the topic of right-to-lifers who think rape is a beautiful way for God to give some lucky woman a baby.

•Roy Edroso often mocks right-bloggers (deservedly) for the fondness for proclaiming This Show/Music/Movie I Love Is Really Conservative!” Case in point, just because Arthur Miller wrote The Crucible about McCarthyism, if he were writing it today, he’d undoubtedly be attacking liberals! In point of fact he rewrote the play heavily for the 1990s movie adaptation and no, he didn’t suddenly become conservative.

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How not to do parody (#SFWApro)

About 30 years ago, I played the role of Pong Ping, the Chinese cook in a Western parody my theatre group did called Deadwood Dick.

In hindsight, I’m a little embarrassed that I played a role in yellowface. At the time I was bothered by something else, though it took me a while to figure out what. Then it came to me that while the show was a Western parody, the Pong Ping character was written perfectly straight. He spoke in broken English, cringed from the blackhearted, brutal villain, and had a doglike devotion to the virginal white lead. In short, a Chinese cook that would have fit into a real Western just easily—the equivalent of having a shuffling darkie character in a parody of a 1930s movie, but played exactly like a 1930s movie.

Since then, I’ve noticed other comedies that seem to think they’re parodies when they’re actually playing things straight. Case in point, one of this week’s time-travel (actually parallel world) films, DEEP IN THE VALLEY (2008).

The movie is an unfunny raunchy comedy about two loser buds. One works in a dead-end job and has a porn addiction; the other is trying to make something of himself but he’s shackled with that beloved figure of guy comedy writers, the Bitchy Girlfriend From Hell. But everything changes when they’re magically transported into a parallel world where the world works just like porn movies (for the record this appears to be “world inside a movie” rather than a real parallel world so it no more qualifies than Teen Beach Movie did).

I think there’s actually almost an idea there. For example, how do plumbers or pizza deliveries make a profit when they always wind up taking payment in sex? I’m not saying that would be good, but it would be more imaginative than anything in this pornoverse, which plays things perfectly straight (sorry). Women stand around discussing how they love taking showers together or big-chested sorority girls hold a fund-raiser car wash and get their clothes very, very wet … and that’s not actually funny (nor so sexy I’d have kept watching if it hadn’t been for the book).

At the same time, the movie doesn’t resemble real porn anywhere near enough. That’s a big mistake, because a parody of anything needs to look reasonably close to the source material. One of the things that frustrated me about Last Action Hero is that while some elements fit an action-movie world (every woman is incredibly hot, all phone numbers start with 555-) others (animated cartoon characters, Police Academy-type shticks) didn’t fit at all.

In Deep in the Valley, the main plot is that a male cop is hunting the guys down with the intent of getting to know them intimately and nonconsensually. While I’m not a porn expert, I find it hard to believe het male porn includes guy-on-guy rape (they’d have done better to stick to the female dominatrix cop as the hunter). And because this is a mainstream movie and not porn, for all the talk they never get beyond a hard R rating; there doesn’t even seem to be that much sex going on off-camera. It’s closer to a parody of a softcore sex comedy like H.O.T.S. or The Swinging Cheerleaders than something X-rated.

File this one in the “another ninety minutes of my life I’ll never get back” category.

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Assorted Writing Linkage (#SFWApro)

•I don’t know how this applies to writers, but companies that pay for online reviews can’t pretend they don’t.

•One of the memes of writing advice is that writing is a horrible, unpleasant process and we all hate it. I can safely state that no, that’s not true: frustrating as it often is, I enjoy writing. As Lawrence Block once said, there doesn’t seem to be any other art form where it’s assumed the practitioners (actors, musicians, painters) hate what they’re doing.

•If you offer a resume and job-letter writing service, write your own letter, don’t copy.

•A new tactic against music-industry piracy: Release new albums everywhere in the world simultaneously. Would that help for books, I wonder?

•Kristine Kathryn Rusch discusses the problem of getting hard data on publishing, whether it’s for industry articles or for writers wanting to know how much their books are selling.

•Here Rusch talks about backlist being a valuable source of sales and that traditional publishers don’t get it. I’m wondering if this is a cyclical thing because for years I remember Publisher’s Weekly talking about the importance of the backlist (particularly for series books). Then as publishers got more bottom-line oriented in the 1990s, they made less and less effort to carry backlist … so perhaps the wheel has turned again (both links courtesy of Walk of Words).

•An agent tries to define “uneven writing.”

•From the Thrillwriting blog, a post on realistic fight scenes. And another.  And one more.

•Susanna Fraser on not restraining your enthusiasm.

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How not to adapt a book: The Dark is Rising and the Film (#SFWApro)

210329THE DARK IS RISING by Susan Cooper (all rights to cover with current holder) was the second in the eponymous same-book series, though not a direct sequel to the first. Will Stanton, seventh son of a seventh son discovers on his 11th birthday that he’s the last of the Old Ones, a legion of immortal wizards who can move through time and work wonders, and who struggle to keep the Dark from swallowing the world. And it’s December, the darkest part of the year, when the dark is strongest and its agents want very much to stop Will from his mission … This is a very good book, with a real sense of place and community (a small English village), a good handling of Will’s large and rowdy family and a nice use of folklore. And while Boy Wizard is obviously more of a cliche post-Harry Potter, Will comes off much more of an ordinary boy with an ordinary life than Harry did (noteworthy because the film’s writer justified the changes by the need to make this not look like it was knocking off the Potter films).

THE SEEKER: The Dark Is Rising (2007) ages Will to 13 (for some reason this was supposed to make him less like Harry) and changes him from a Brit to a Yank, which screenwriter John Hodge says was to make him an outsider (except Hodge does nothing with that aspect after the opening scene). The folkloric aspects are gone (the Guardian speculates the production company, which also made the recent crop of Narnia films, didn’t think Old Magic fit with a Christian-friendly film offering), there’s little of the community and the time-travel scenes are pointless (so at least this goes in the appendix). There are also pointless changes such as Will’s new powers including super-strength and throwing in generic family conflicts (and a really forced happy ending to one of them).

And beyond that, it’s just … flat. Will’s quest for the Six Signs lacks any power or drama and for all Hodge’s complaints that Will in the novel never does anything, he does even less here, except argue with Merriman (Ian McShane). The only entertainment actor is Christopher Eccleston as the Dark Rider, rising effortless above his material.  Hodge’s efforts to explain why his writing decisions were right only remind me of Siskel and Ebert’s old observation, if something doesn’t work there’s no point in the creator explaining why it had to be written that way.

“Dad, when I was little … you never told me not to be afraid of the dark.”

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