Covering up

Lynn comments about a blog devoted to “bad” F/SF book cover art. I put “bad” in quotes because, well, not all of them strike me as being bad.

What interested me, though, is that I had to go all the way to page 19 of the blog to find a book that I actually own. I have that cover. Wouldn’t call it “bad”, just strangely uncompelling. And in fact, if you hate that cover to Carpe Diem, then you can probably rip on any of the other covers in those particular reprints of the Liaden Universe novels, because they all have the same kind of theme: a man, a woman, and a SFnal backdrop like a planet or a spaceship.

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The Final Answers

Oooooh, I can just get these last answers in before the month ends. Only four questions remain. Two are from Roger:

What is your favorite reference book?

I don’t rely on reference books as much as I once did these days, but I do have some on the shelves. There is the Merriam and Webster Encyclopedia of Literature, which is wonderfully useful for a reader, in looking up literary terms and small entries on various literary works. I have a full-sized Rand McNally World Atlas, as well as a smaller, abridged one that’s useful for quick checks of locations. I greatly love my Historical Atlas, which is actually a old volume that I liberated from a discard pile years ago when I worked at the library at St. Bonaventure University. Historical atlases are wonderful things: maps of old national boundaries, maps depicting various military campaigns, maps of ancient kingdoms and empires, maps of the spread of human society across the world. If you like history at all, get yourself a Historical Atlas!

Somewhere I have a dictionary of musical terms that dates from my college years. David Dubal’s Essential Canon of Classical Music is an amazing reference work, not just for those looking for something new to hear, but for those looking for quick information about the history of classical music.

There are lots of reference works relating to genre-specific subjects as well. I have the Star Trek Encyclopedia, as well as a Star Wars Galactic Atlas. These kinds of books are so much fun to thumb through — as well as a couple of reference books pertaining to The Lord of the Rings, The Dictionary of Imaginary Places, Jess Nevins’s Encyclopedia of Fantastic Victoriana, an Arthurian Encyclopedia, and the like.

Stretching the usual notion of a “reference book”, there is also my study Bible (TNIV), two copies of The Oxford Book of English Verse (printed sixty years apart, so the contents are different), and various other large collections of poetry. I consider these to be reference books.

So which is my favorite reference book? Ummmm…Asimov’s Guide to Shakespeare. At least, that’s the answer I’m giving today.

What is your favorite biopic about a musician? (Singer, instrumentalist, composer.) In fact if you made a list, that would be grand.

I don’t see very many musical biopics, because a lot of them tend to fall a bit short. (Dennis Quaid’s Great Balls of Fire was painful.) The line to tread is a fine one indeed: lay off the bad stuff in the person’s life and the movie feels too reverential, but dwell too much on the bad stuff and it just seems like a tell-all expose. It’s hard to strike that right balance.

Some films do, however, get it right. Chief among these is the utterly magnificent Amadeus, which is not only brilliantly made just in terms of craft (the acting, photography, and musical direction are all first-rate), but also wonderfully done in terms of story. The film actually manages to make the enmity between Mozart and Salieri into a compelling story. Of course, in order to tell that story, the film (and the play it’s based on) must take a number of liberties with the real history. But so be it.

I’ve always liked La Bamba a great deal, although it’s somewhat flawed, in my view, by the constant fatalism that hangs over the movie, by way of very foreboding airplane imagery throughout. We all know how Richie Valens’s life ended, but the film treats the plane crash as a constant motif. I think it was Roger Ebert who described the film’s tone by saying, “Watching the movie you almost get the feeling that Richie Valens would have been shocked to die in any way other than a plane crash.”

One biopic I loved — and haven’t seen in years — is Coal Miner’s Daughter. I saw it with my mother when I was eight years old; I recall actually wanting to see it, which some might find surprising. (“What’s the movie about? A country singer who grew up in poverty in Kentucky? Sure, I’ll go!”) I can’t really say anything about the movie right now, because it’s been a long time since I last watched it.

I only saw Shine — starring Geoffrey Rush as a pianist with some mental problems — once, but I recall finding it enjoyable.

Again stretching definitions a bit: Cameron Crowe’s Almost Famous is totally fictionalized, but it’s also heavily drawn from Crowe’s own experiences as a young journalist writing about rock music in the 1970s. There’s a wonderful British comedy called Hear My Song, which is also a fictionalized story based on a real event, in this case an Irish tenor who had to flee his country due to tax problems, and the young and brash and nearly penniless owner of a failing nightclub who decides to save his business by bringing that tenor back. And for totally fictionalized music movies that don’t seem entirely fictional, there are Tom Hanks’s underrated That Thing You Do!, Rob Reiner’s This is Spinal Tap, and the effervescent Once, featuring Glen Mansard and Markita Irglova.

Biopics I need to see? Ray, Walk the Line, Backbeat, The Doors. Oh, and Dreamgirls.

And Roger didn’t ask this, but musicians who should have movies about them? In classical music: I know he’s my beloved favorite composer, but Ye Gods, there’s a great movie to be made about Hector Berlioz. Maybe I should write it. And I also think that there’s a wonderful film waiting to be made about the romance of Robert and Clara Schumann. Rock musicians? Well, I don’t really know a whole lot about the lives of many rock figures at all. Neil Peart of Rush, maybe. And Celine Dion. (OK, I’m kidding about Celine Dion. I think.)

What are your top 10 (or 5 or 20) favorite Beatles songs as performed by the Beatles? As performed by someone else?

OK, a random list. But I’m now thinking of a regular series of posts devoted to exploring Beatles songs. Hmmmm…good idea? Bad idea? Anyway, the list of songs that I like a lot:

Across the Universe
Let It Be
Hey Jude
Octopus’s Garden
Don’t Let Me Down
While My Guitar Gently Weeps
Come Together
Hello, Goodbye
In My Life
With a Little Help From My Friends

And more. (I’ve never been a huge fan of “Yesterday”, although I have warmed to it more of late.)

For years it was my general stance that I liked the Beatles as song writers more than as performers, because I tended to like cover versions more than the originals. I actually can’t think of too many cover versions off the top of my head, except for Judy Collins’s wonderful take on “In My Life”. And the film Across the Universe is just one amazing Beatles cover after another.

And now, the final question, which is a pretty serious one. From Redsneakz:

With your losing Quinn, is it still hard (five years later) to read of babies and such?

Sometimes, very occasionally. It’s nothing predictable, but once in a while, there’s the “Where the hell is our happy ending?” reaction. I must admit that I have fairly strong internal reactions when I hear about some young guy getting a young girl pregnant, and then she has a gorgeous healthy baby, and I wonder about that. We did things the way they’re supposed to be done; they did not. So why do they get the healthy baby, when we got fifteen months of medical struggle followed by death?

I’m almost always happy for people when I see them with their beautiful babies. But I’d be lying if I didn’t admit that, once in a while, my reaction to seeing a baby is to think, “Hey, God? What the F***?!“

One thing that happened as a result of Quinn’s life and death was that my tolerance for a lot of standard religious platitudes is now nonexistent. When I hear things like “God has a plan, and sadly, his plan for you doesn’t involve more than one child”, I immediately think, “What kind of God is it who comes up with plans that involve making a baby suffer a life where he never eats and he has to fight for every breath and then dies at fifteen months?” And then I think, “Gee, if God’s got his plan, then what’s the point of all this prayer I’m supposed to be doing?” Because I imagine God saying: “Hmmmm, this fellow wants his son to be healthy. Let me check the plan. Hmmmm…oh dear…sorry, dude, I’d help if I could, but see, I’ve got this plan.” One well-meaning person said something to the effect of, “Well, maybe God knew that Quinn was going to have serious problems and wanted him to have parents who could love him.” And I’m thinking, “That’s his only option? He’s God. How about fixing the health problems?!”

I still struggle with those questions. In fact, I suspect I’m likely to be struggling with those questions for the rest of my life. The main consolation is that I’m sure I’m not alone.

And with that, Ask Me Anything! August 2010 draws to a close. We’ll play again in February! Thanks for participating, folks.

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Sentential Links, deferred

Folks, I had a pretty busy Sunday and an even busier Monday is on tap, so I’m skipping Sentential Links for the week. We’re gearing up for the new school year here at Casa Jaquandor, so bear with! (No hiatus, but posting may be a tad light, depending on how the spirit moves me in the time I have.)

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Sunday Burst of Weird and AWESOME!

Oddities and Awesome abound….

Only one thing this week, though. My usual traipsing ’round the Interweb didn’t take me into too many weird places. This, though, I liked a lot:

It’s amazing how descriptive this is, for any specific referent of the word “project”. I’ve got my own project that I’ve been struggling with for a while now. I made a breakthrough of sorts this very weekend, though — getting a scene finally right, I think, in the space opera novel.

By way of talking about writing process a bit: I don’t like to do a whole lot of revising while I’m cobbling a first draft together, but for this particular work, I’ve found myself doing more than usual. Occasionally it’s for prosaic reasons, such as when I decided to slightly change a couple of characters’ names (both gained a single letter, but one of them, by virtue of that added letter, got an entire new syllable out of it!); others when I decided that I needed to go back and set up in Chapter Two something I’d decided to throw into Chapter Six on a whim (as in, “Hey, I know what would be cool here!”). The scene I just got done wrestling with is a First Contact scene, where My Heroes first meet the inhabitants of the planet they’ve just arrived upon. There’s just no getting around the fact that this scene has to be right before I move on, because it sets the tone for so much of what is to come. Or I think it does. You never know.

Anyway, that’s what’s Weird and Awesome. Now, back to the project!

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Alas, poor Yori! I knew her, Horatio….

Via Cultural Compulsive Disorder, I see this poster for TRON Legacy. It’s a Hungarian poster, actually. Apparently the marketing strategy in Hungary for this movie is a bit different from the one in this country so far:

But I also found this one out there somewhere, so maybe the marketing will now focus on the wimminfolk of TRON as opposed to the teaser posters to date, which have been all-lightcycles, all the time.

I’m looking forward to this movie, even with my trepidation that it may end up feeling more Matrix than TRON. That would be disappointing, given that I’m a big fan of the latter and not a very big fan at all of the former.

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Questioning the Answers!

Or is that answering the questions? I get so confused….

Anyhow, continuing the answers to the Ask Me Anything! August 2010 edition submissions.

Glenn asks: In Mirror, Mirror, the evil Capt. Kirk has a device that allows him to destroy anyone he wants to, quickly and cleanly. There is not chance of detection — the perfect crime. If you had been given this device years ago, say when you were 20, would you have used it by now?

Hmmmmm. Questions like this are always intriguing. Could the Magic Killing Device (MKD for short) do away with anyone on the planet with whom I want done away? Or is it someone I actually have to have met? Because it’s not so easy to kill someone you’ve met, is it? (Or maybe I’m wrong here — I’m pretty sure that most murders are committed by someone who actually does know their victim, so maybe just going around randomly killing people is harder, which is what makes it conversely more scary.)

Anyway, there are lots of easy answers, such as “I could’ve eliminated Osama Bin Laden in 1993.” That certainly would have solved some problems, wouldn’t it. Someone like that, someone deeply dangerous and likely to pose a danger for years to come. I wouldn’t have used the MKD on, say, Timothy McVeigh after his capture and trial, because what would have been the point?

But then, there’s obviously no way to know, but I suspect that simply removing Osama Bin Laden from the scene without a trace might have ended up having a whole bunch of other effects that were, possibly, equally distasteful. This was, actually, one of my big problems with invading Iraq and deposing Saddam Hussein — the question of “Do we have any idea what we’re going to replace this guy with?” Because we can never underestimate the Universe: things can always get worse.

As for people I’ve actually known — well, probably not. There have been people in my life whom I’ve disliked; in fact, there have been people in my life whom I’ve disliked with some degree of intensity. But I’m glad to say that there are no people in my life whom I’ve disliked to the point of sincerely thinking that the world would just be an all-around better place if they were busy fertilizing the daffodils, rather than exerting their carbon footprint upon the world.

So…would I use the device? To rid the world of a truly evil person, maybe. But I’m not sure.

>Redsneakz asks: Are there any kosher restaurants in the Buffalo prefecture of Blogistan, should I be moved to come that way?

I honestly never gave it much thought until just now. I don’t think that Buffalo has an especially large Jewish population, for one thing. There’s only one synagogue in the area that I specifically know of, and Googling some others, I see that there are others, but they’re mainly in the city and/or the northern suburbs. There appear to be none at all in the Southtowns, where I live, and the Kosher section at The Store (the location where I work) consists of a single 4-foot section of grocery shelving. And we never carry Passover Coke. I’m not sure why Buffalo doesn’t have more of a Jewish population, but Buffalo is heavily Catholic. I don’t know if the one has anything to do with the other.

So, answering the original question, I again had to do a bit of Googling, and what I found doesn’t seem terribly encouraging to the Kosher traveler. There just does not seem to be much that’s Kosher ’round these parts, at all. A couple of delis, maybe a dairy place, and a couple of eateries in Niagara Falls, Ontario. I’m not surprised by this, really, given the small size of Buffalo’s Jewish population and the somewhat spotty nature of Buffalo’s ethnic cuisine. (If one includes “Kosher” among the general category of “ethnic”, which I’m not sure is totally fair, but I’m only doing it here to illustrate the point.) Buffalo tends to have a lot of good places in some categories of ethnic food (Italian, Indian, Thai), maybe a handful of good places in other categories (sushi), and some styles are woefully underrepresented here (Kosher, dim sum).

In conclusion: a person observing a Kosher diet can eat here, but it will probably involve a bit of effort and not a great deal of variety.

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Something for Thursday


Quinn, Blogging, originally uploaded by Jaquandor.

Little Quinn would have been six today. He should be getting ready for first grade and listening to me complain about the expense of school supplies for two kids. Instead….

Here is “This Is Neverland”, from Jan A.P. Kaczmarek’s score to Finding Neverland:

For various reasons, I strongly associate the music of this film with Quinn. I can barely hear a bar of this score without thinking of him.

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I suppose Princess Leia is Suzy Derkins?

Some Star Wars stuff:

:: Han Solo and Chewbacca done Calvin and Hobbes style:

:: I don’t remember where I got this from, so if any of you had it first (SamuraiFrog, maybe?), let me know. It’s Chewbacca as a baby:

:: I thought producer Gary Kurtz came off like a bitter old man in an interview I linked a week or so back, but that interview’s got nothing on this one. He beats his hobby horses into the ground — “George just wanted to sell toys! George doesn’t care about quality!” — along with some new ones, such as that it was a mistake for Lucas to spearhead the making of Raiders of the Lost Ark because it’s just a roller-coaster movie with no story. This interview is eight years old, but man, Kurtz does not look good here. The whole thing reads like a child’s tantrum: “I didn’t get my way! Feel sorry for me!” Well…no.

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