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Cat Rambo’s “Events at Fort Plentitude”

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Weird Tales Jan/​Feb 2008 Issue

I haven’t fin­ished the issue by any means (I read ridicu­lously lit­tle right now.  It’s a com­bi­na­tion of the impend­ing move and hav­ing too much work to do), but I wanted to rec­om­mend this story, “Events at Fort Plenitude.”  The only com­plaint I have about it was that it wasn’t novella length.  The set­ting is a weird American West, includ­ing native tribes and harsh, starv­ing win­ters.  It has buf­falo! But also demons in the magic, and roy­alty in the polit­i­cal struc­ture.  It hints at some larger place, one that I would very much like to revisit.  Call me a coun­try rube, but I am a sucker for fan­tasy obvi­ously set in the Midwest. Also for sto­ries told in the diary for­mat.  Cat’s a fine writer, and I doubt this is any­where near her best story, just because of how good she writes, but I enjoyed it for the above rea­sons.  If you like those sorts of things, then you should read it too.

The Mainstreaming of Science Fiction on TV?

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The ABC series Lost is, quite pos­si­bly, the most broadly suc­cess­ful sci­ence fic­tion tele­vi­sion show yet. While rat­ings have been on a decline in this, the fourth sea­son, the season’s pre­miere pulled in 16.07 mil­lion view­ers. Now, these are Nielsen num­bers, which I con­sider sus­pect at best, but it shows that the show is very pop­u­lar, and almost cer­tainly not just with tra­di­tional SF fans (those num­bers can­not be accounted for purely by fans). Current episodes have dealt openly with sci­ence fic­tion tropes (which I will not name exactly to avoid spoil­ers). You could argue about the true clas­si­fi­ca­tion of the show, but it most cer­tainly falls into sci­ence fic­tion, as well as maybe a cou­ple of other genres.

When the show first started, fans knew some­thing was unusual, but that was a bit sub­tle. Dozens of peo­ple had sur­vived a hor­rific plane crash, land­ing on a strange island. Compasses don’t work. There’s a weird radio trans­mis­sion. And there’s a mon­ster in the jun­gle that nobody can see.

Still, I sup­pose, many audi­ence mem­bers dis­in­clined to like SF could make the case for the show being in the thriller/​mystery genre. And it did have a heavy human, more dra­matic ele­ment in the form of each episode’s character-​​centric back story arcs. It wasn’t until late sea­son 2 that things really began to take a turn for the spec­u­la­tive. And even then, it was sub­tle, just a few ele­ments. But as the show has pro­gressed, it’s become clear that the entire foun­da­tion of what the show is about is sci­ence fic­tion (or at least sci­ence fantasy).

But as each sea­son has gone on, it has been increas­ingly impos­si­ble for even the most deter­mined to deny that Lost is, at its roots, a sci­ence fic­tion show. You could call the tech­niques they used to grab their audi­ence bait-​​and-​​switch, because the show cre­ators intro­duced the heavy spec­u­la­tive ele­ments slowly. I’d also call it the frog in a pot of boil­ing water accli­ma­tion method.

My coworker, the Lost fan

An anec­dote: I have a coworker who hates sci­ence fic­tion. In his words, he likes “real things.” He despises super­hero movies, and pretty much every­thing a SF fan loves. Early on, the show cre­ators of Lost said in an inter­view that every­thing pre­sented on the show had a ground­ing in real sci­ence (some­thing that at this point is highly debat­able). Still– my coworker clung to this state­ment like it was a life pre­server. It allowed him to keep watch­ing the show no mat­ter how fan­tas­tic things got, because it was still some­how “real.” At this point in the fourth sea­son, he’s pissed off, because he real­izes that state­ment was total bull­shit. But he’s still watch­ing, and still hooked.

The rea­son? A good mys­tery is com­pelling no mat­ter what other genre tropes you add to the stew of your story. The char­ac­ters, after 3 com­plete sea­sons, are sym­pa­thetic and well-​​known. All the foun­da­tions of a good story are there, to the point that, despite my coworker hat­ing every­thing there is to hate about sci­ence fic­tion, he is still a huge fan of the show.

This is a good exam­ple of how genre is becom­ing the main­stream. For those fans who would like to see the genre remain dis­tinct and sep­a­rate, I think this turn of events is going to be a mas­sive dis­ap­point­ment. Reviewing the past events of the show, it almost looks as if the show cre­ators delib­er­ately plot­ted out their intro­duc­tion of SF tropes to cre­ate the frog in a pot of boil­ing water effect.

What’s espe­cially fan­tas­tic in my mind is that Lost hasn’t given us SF-​​lite. It slowly intro­duced the ele­ments, yes, but they are not watered down to be more palat­able. We have full-​​fledged weird­ness here. This is a show that Charles Fort would watch and clap his hands with glee.

The poten­tial for new fans

By the time Lost com­pletes its arc, there is going to be a whole new audi­ence primed to accept our stranger ideas. New TV shows will come along to take advan­tage of this, but maybe, just maybe, SF pub­lish­ers can lure some of them in too. Frankly, you could do worse than adding even 1% of Lost’s fan­base to your read­er­ship. You could do a hell of a lot worse.

I’m sure there are down­sides to the main­stream­ing of SF tropes. It makes us feel less spe­cial and unique, maybe. But as a work­ing cre­ative, I will just have to swal­low my pride on that one. With this kind of poten­tial for fans out there, it gives me hope that we could actu­ally make a good liv­ing telling genre sto­ries, and not just the ones mar­keted to an aging, increas­ingly con­ser­v­a­tive SF fanbase.

But then, maybe I’m all wrong

But then, the decline in rat­ings that Lost is suf­fer­ing right now might be an indi­ca­tor that the broader audi­ence of Lost has been alien­ated by the spec­u­la­tive aspects of the show. For the week of May 4, the show didn’t even break the top 20. There may be many rea­sons why this show is falling in the rat­ings. And even if it is pop­u­lar by genre show stan­dards, it pales in com­par­i­son to real­ity shows involv­ing danc­ing and singing.

Recommended Reading: The Wreck of the Grampus by Jeremy Adam Smith

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Lone Star Stories — The Wreck of the Grampus by Jeremy Adam Smith

Do you under­stand the story, you machine? If there is an intrin­sic design to the uni­verse, human­ity has not been able to find it. We must make our own, and so are most fully human when in sit­u­a­tions that are wholly artificial.”

Picking some­thing from this story to quote was not easy. This is one of the best, if not the best sci­ence fic­tion story I have read this year. It has senswunda note after senswunda note–a ver­i­ta­ble senswunda orches­tra. It has robots and deep philo­soph­i­cal ques­tions and giant under­sea crea­tures. Believable human char­ac­ters, deeply human in their ways, and some deeply strange. This is a future that does not leave me cold like many post-​​singularity sto­ries do, which are so com­mon these days. In those sto­ries, you can almost feel the sil­i­con wrapped around you. Not here. There’s so much I want to say, so many sur­pris­ing bits, but I don’t want to spoil it for anyone.

I think it’s absolutely fan­tas­tic, and the author, Jeremy Adam Smith, and Eric Marin, the edi­tor and pub­lisher, should have as many kudos I can throw at them. This is damned good sci­ence fic­tion. Read it. Let me know what you think. Let the edi­tor and author know.

My only prob­lem is, the author’s name is Jeremy. I can’t stand that name!

Viewed: There Will Be Blood

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It was okay. I’m mostly just excited that I finally get those “I DRINK YOUR MILKSHAKE. I DRINK IT UP!” jokes. Those were killing me. I hate being on the out­side of a meme-​​joke

I’m try­ing to remem­ber the last time Daniel Day “IDRINKYOURMILKSHAKE” Lewis did a piece that didn’t involve him snarling and shout­ing a lot. My Left Foot?

Where We Live” by Daniel J. Pinney

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Strange Horizons Fiction: Where We Live, by Daniel J. Pinney

Grim, grim, grim–as I’ve come to expect from Strange Horizons lately. A future with­out hope, and yet, the char­ac­ters them­selves con­tinue to exist. This story is full of telling details. I didn’t have to read the author’s bio to know that he had lived in the Middle East. Every descrip­tive line speaks with authority.

The character’s life unfolds slowly, in a non­lin­ear fash­ion, mov­ing back and forth through time. The pro­tag­o­nist moves through life, ever for­ward, never hes­i­tat­ing, never despair­ing, despite the appar­ent end of the world around him.

The ending–I have to men­tion the ending–fucking per­fect. Absolutely god damned per­fect. The scene before it, even more so. I don’t want to spoil it for any­one who might read it, and if you read this, go read it.

It builds slow, sets the stage, fleshes it out, piece at a time. It’s hor­rific, and beau­ti­ful. And hope­ful. Did I say that?

More, more of this, please. Daniel J. Pinney is going on my “to watch” list, you can bet on that.

We Love Deena” by Alice Sola Kim

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Strange Horizons Fiction: We Love Deena, by Alice Sola Kim, illus­tra­tion by Hellen JoIt’s the clas­sic tale of love lost, obses­sive love. Girl meet edgy girl, who kills peo­ple pro­fes­sion­ally for the gov­ern­ment. Girl loses edgy girl. Girl pos­sesses half the other women on the planet attempt­ing to seduce edgy girl once more. Haven’t we read this one a mil­lion times before?

Well, no, actu­ally. This is actu­ally pretty good. The pro­tag­o­nist is believ­able, even sym­pa­thetic in her stalker ways. The story moves along at a very nice clip, and it ends in the only way it could. I’ve never heard of Alice Sola Kim before, but I will be look­ing for­ward to more.

Still have that death obses­sion going a lit­tle, Strange Horizons. This story was perky, but still kinda dark and twisted like every­thing else lately.

Favorite Films of 2006

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This is not a year end review post. Okay, maybe a little.6. The Fountain. Winner of the 2006 Cohen Brothers Cinemagraphic Award Usually Reserved For the Actual Cohen Brothers When They Can Be Bothered To Make a Film. This is on the list because it was very pretty to look at, even if the plot left me sleepy. I still like watch­ing Rachel Weis very much, but my patience is wear­ing thin for Hugh Jackman. He can act, so why doesn’t he?

5. Hollywoodland. The movie that reminded me why I used to like Ben Affleck, and the movie that was to L.A. what Black Dahlia really wanted to be. I was drawn into the mys­tery, left won­der­ing what had really hap­pened to the man who was super­man, the man who killed him­self with a Nazi pis­tol. Or did he?

4. Little Miss Sunshine Steve Carrell is worth watch­ing in any­thing except The Office. I can’t get into that show because it is too real­is­tic and I like my tele­vi­sion to be a reprieve from the real­ity of office labor. Lest I focus on his small roll too much, all of the actors in this film put in a great per­for­mance. I still hate Greg Kinnear, but he plays parts that want me to, so that’s prob­a­bly a com­pli­ment to him. Has Kinnear ever played a sym­pa­thetic char­ac­ter? He’s like that pop­u­lar guy from high school who was always nice to you in per­son, but you knew he really didn’t like you, he just wanted your vote for stu­dent body pres­i­dent. Everybody knew that guy, right? No? Just me? Moving on then.

3. The Prestige. The actors were all drained of their emo­tions via a spe­cial process prior to film­ing, but I really enjoyed this for the set­ting, for the sub­ject mat­ter, and for the plot. It had a few small prob­lems, but I was thrilled any­way. Christian Bale is really creepy, like, always. I imag­ine that chil­dren are espe­cially fright­ened of him. I won­der if this both­ers him?

2. Casino Royale. How weird is it that my sec­ond favorite movie of the year as of think­ing right now was a James Bond movie that every­one seemed to think was doomed to fail? Sure, it needed about 15 min­utes of poker-​​playing cut from it, and more (LOTS MORE) naked Eva Green (thank you, Mr. Internet, for mak­ing up for this defi­ciency in my celebrity nudity diet), but I loved how it took the Bond stan­dards and turned them on their heads. I espe­cially liked the car chase.

1. Brick. Jesus, that kid from Third Rock from the Sun can act. Noir dia­logue plus crazy teen actors with mad skills plus high school set­ting equals, I dunno, usu­ally I would say a really bad high school pro­duc­tion of The Big Sleep. Instead, we have Brick, which mes­mer­ized me com­pletely. I want to make movies like this some day.

Movies I have yet to see but am sure will be added to the list:
Pan’s Labyrinth
Children of Men
Volver
The Queen
Overlord
Thank You For Smoking

Art Is About the Lonliness of Sentience, Especially SF

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f you haven’t read it already, I rec­om­mend you go check out Jetse de Vries’ story in Clarkeworld today, “Qubit Conflicts.” I am kind of spoil­ing part of it here in this post, so if you are against that kind of thing, go read the story and then come back here.Interesting, wasn’t it? I like the uncon­ven­tional sto­ries, that take risks with not hav­ing con­ven­tional char­ac­ters and sto­ry­lines. I can’t write them, but I love read­ing them. Anyway, the end­ing of this story, I think, could be read as an inter­est­ing response to some of the ideas of Mundane SF. And it gets to some­thing that I am only just now pick­ing up on, which is maybe what pur­pose art serves and why we cre­ate art at all.

The end of the story has this super intel­li­gent sin­gu­lar­ity AI remark­ing on how maybe it was a mis­take to set a think­ing pace so fast (Planck speed), and ulti­mately how lonely it is, wait­ing for aliens to con­tact it. And it got me think­ing about some­thing I read recently, a quote of the late great Kurt Vonnegut, about how every being needs to be reminded that they are not alone, that there are oth­ers like them out there.

I think there’s some­thing inher­ent about the nature of our sen­tience that brings along a cer­tain lone­li­ness. I can’t quite put my fin­ger on why being able to think and being self-​​aware means that we pine for the minds of oth­ers, to know them, but we do. Maybe it’s a side effect of being the evo­lu­tion­ary end prod­uct of a social species. Maybe a sen­tient soli­tary preda­tor wouldn’t have this prob­lem, and it’s only a pecu­liar side effect of our own sen­tience. But any sen­tient cre­ations of ours will have this prob­lem, as Jetse seems to con­vey. I think I agree with that. Their intel­li­gence, while arti­fi­cial, will be mod­eled after ours. And we def­i­nitely seem to be lonely, every one of us, and I think we cre­ate and con­sume art because it soothes that fear that we’re alone. We get to, through a com­plex invented sys­tem thou­sands of years in the mak­ing, enter the mind of another being. No mat­ter what the nar­ra­tive is, there is that, in the back­ground, that comfort.

And SF takes that them and makes it explicit in tales of the extrater­res­trial. Fantasy does the same thing. Honestly, I don’t find SF/​F that com­pletely rules out the idea of the Other Mind very sat­is­fy­ing. It can be com­pelling and enter­tain­ing, but aliens and elves and all of it, they are a salve that we have invented to soothe a pain of which we’re barely aware.

Oh no. What if our species is the Emo Kid of the Galactic Lunchroom?