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Better Late than Never…

So it has been far too long since I last posted on the site. A number of things have conspired against me. First there was the asinine WordPress error that would not allow me to enter into the Admin area at all. Then the fact that work has been crazy. And finally the reason I finally fixed WordPress, I have the god damn flu with pneumonia.

Since I last posted here I have finished four novels.  Just to save time I will list them below and tell you whether you should read it or not. I’m way too doped up on meds to do much more than that.

  1. Excession – If you are a Culture fan this is a must read as it fills in a lot of details regarding The Minds.
  2. Inversions – This is another Culture novel that can be read by anyone. Banks referred to it as a Culture novel without being a Culture novel. Either way it is a brilliant piece and a must read.
  3. Changeless – The second novel in Gail Carriger’s Parasol Protectorate series, Changeless was not quite as good as the first but still a fun read. And the ending will leave you wanting for more.
  4. The Warrior’s Apprentice – This was my first introduction to the character that I am quickly falling in love with, Miles Vorkosigan. This series will be on my shelf for quite awhile I imagine.

Ashes to Ashes is the sequel to the ridiculously good Life on Mars from the BBC. I have finished season one now and am working through season two. But progress has slowed since I started watching the excellent Star Gate: Universe on Netflix.

Again sorry for not giving everyone an update sooner, it just wasn’t in the cards.

Life On Mars Season 2 was Fantastic!

Life On Mars Season 2

Life On Mars Season Two was absolutely fucking amazing! It is not very often that I come across a series that brings such an emotional response from me, the list is short at least. This show was amazing overall, and the ending of season two was nothing short of brilliant.

The most amazing thing is that the US remake managed to completely screw this up beyond all belief. They did something so typically American I am embarrassed to mention it. The made Sam Tyler... a Martian. I suppose it was due to the fact that the series is called Life on Mars, but still it made the US remake a farce. No wonder it only lasted one season.

Thankfully the British original is still here. People who have never heard of Life on Mars, or who might have watched ABC's horrifying remake, really need to find this show and devour it. It is what every TV show should be, funny, exciting, creepy, horrifying, and unabashedly good.

The one down side to American audiences will be the thick Manchester accent. After a an episode or so, even my wife was able to understand most of the hilarious stuff coming from DCI Gene Hunt's mouth. By the end of the second season there was still a few times where we would rewind to try and grab what in the hell was said. 

The ending here was spectacular. I really don't want to spoil anything, and believe me I am really fighting the urge to do so, so for fuck's sake go find this show and watch it! 

Life On Mars (UK) Season 1 Rocks

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So a few weeks ago I learned that the crappy ABC cop show Life on Mars was actually a remake of a very good British Original. And being the anglophile that I am, I had to see it. Boy am I glad I did!

In fact, the creepiest thing I have seen in years is during Sam’s dream sequences (or surreal hallucinations I’m not really sure which), where the little blonde Test Card Girl from 70’s BBC is brought to life with her freakish clown to relay cryptic messages to him.

The basic premise here is that a DCI, Sam Tyer played by John Simm, from modern day Manchester is struck by a car and awakens, evidently while within a coma, in 1973 Manchester as a DS. It sounds goofy I know, but seriously, this is good TV. There are many comic moments when Sam’s new DCI, Gene Hunt played by Philip Glenister, clash over the apparent lack of police procedure. Hunt is very much a ball-breaker and cares more about getting the bad guys off the street at whatever cost than following police procedure to the letter. Annie Cartwright is played by the beautiful Liz White as a WPC (Woman Police Constable) with a bachelor’s degree in Psychology. She is Sam’s confidant and reality check during the series, as he confides to her early on that he is from the future. So basically she thinks he is a nutter.

The cast dynamic is awesome and the storylines are wonderful and surprising. In fact, the creepiest thing I have seen in years is during Sam’s dream sequences (or surreal hallucinations I’m not really sure which), where the little blonde Test Card Girl from 70’s BBC is brought to life with her freakish clown to relay cryptic messages to him.

All-in-all this is an excellent series so far, and is deserved of much praise and adoration. The show originally aired from 1996-97 and then was followed up by the sequel Ashes to Ashes. I can’t fucking wait.

Last Bus to Woodstock Finished

0330248960.01.LZZZZZZZSometimes it is better to read a series out of order. That isn't something I am wanton to do and in fact, I generally frown on the practice. But had I not read the worthwhile Death is Now My Neighbor before Last Bus to Woodstock, I might have never resolved to read more.

Twenty-one years separate these two novels in the Inspector Morse series and Mr. Dexter's art form is greatly improved between them. One is most definitely a first novel, while the other was written by a master of the craft. Both had Dexter's trademark red-herrings and false leads, but the later book was more emotional and more "put together" if that makes sense.

That is not to say that Woodstock is bad, but it was lacking that special something that would have made it brilliant. And the resolution was a bit long. I didn't need the whole case retold to explain it all to me, in fact I correctly guessed the killer before the "ah-ha moment" occurred. However, this does not mean that the book was predictable in any way. (Honestly I figured it out long after Morse but before Sergeant Lewis.) But most of these mistakes are those made by first-time authors of any genre. And I should not expect more here. Besides, by hitting these out of order I know without a doubt that the stories get better and better.

This gets a four out of five. If you love mysteries pick it up.

The State of the Art and Boneshaker Finished

1137215 I forgot to mention that I finally finished reading The State of the Art about a week ago. This is Iain M. Bank’s fourth book in the Culture series and is a collection of short stories that go further into explaining what it means to be Culture. The real meat of this story is a Culture visit to 1970’s Earth in the title story, The State of the Art. I really enjoyed most of the book, Scratch was a little out of place being an experimental media headline centered stream of consciousness piece, and recommend it to all Culture fans. Although I don’t think I would point new readers towards it. Which is odd since rumors abound that the Culture movie is being made out of A Gift of the Culture, the second story in this compilation about a Culture ex-pat, as opposed to one of the far more impressive novels like Consider Phlebas or Use of Weapons. Hopefully, Hollywood can pull its head out of its ass long enough for the film to be worth watching.

Boneshaker is a new novel from Cherie Priest set in 1863 steam-punked Seattle. This was a real surprise for me, pleasantly I might add. This book was good, really good. It took steampunk and tossed in dystopian setting full of zombies. The basic story is of a boy trying to prove his father innocent, and the mother that goes after him. This story is intricately woven into the setting, where as Baciagalupi’s Windup Girl’s main plot line was somehow disconnected and separated from what was going on around it. Bonshaker has none of that and it makes this novel intriguing and a joy to read. This is a definite must for everyone.

Next on the list I think I will hit Colin Dexter’s first Inspector Morse novel, Last Bus to Woodstock. It’s not genre but what can I say? I’m a whore for British mysteries.

My First Inspector Morse Novel Finished

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Over the Father’s Day weekend I was able to devour my first Inspector Morse novel by Colin Dexter. Death is Now My Neighbor is actually the 12th book of the series and would not have been my first choice when entering this esteemed British mystery series, but alas it was the only copy that was to be found.

For those of you Americans who are not interested in British media you are no doubt scratching your heads and wondering what the hell it is that I am going on about, here is the brief synopsis from Wikipedia:

Detective Chief Inspector Endeavour Morse is a fictional character in a series of thirteen detective novels by British author Colin Dexter, as well as the 33 episode television series produced by Central Independent Television from 1987–2000, in which he was portrayed by John Thaw. Morse is a senior CID (Criminal Investigation Department) officer with the Thames Valley Police in Oxford, England. With a Jaguar car (originally a Lancia), a thirst for English real ale and a penchant for music (especially opera and Wagner), poetry, art, classics, classic cars, and cryptic crossword puzzles, Morse presents a likeable persona, despite his sullen temperament.

I have been a huge fan of the CIT, now iTV, series starring the venerable John Thaw as Morse and Kevin Whately as his assistant DS Lewis every since I saw The Dead of Jericho on Masterpiece Theater on PBS all those years ago. Since then I have watched them all over and again many times. Inspector Morse for me is comfort television, regardless of what is happening I know that old curmudgeon Morse will lift my spirits with his vast knowledge of Wagner, real ale, and of course, murder.

That being said, Death is Now My Neighbor is the second to last book in the series, and I would not recommend anyone start from this point. There are several sub-plots through the last few books will be ruined if you do. For instance, the end of this novel is where we finally learn the first name of DCI Morse, a closely guarded secret for almost 20 years. Morse is also getting on in his age by this time, and his penchant for real ale, scotch, and cigarettes have taken their toll on him.

But all of that is simply fodder for the real meat of this book, the murder. From Amazon this time:

Inspector Morse, the slightly cantankerous Oxford detective of BBC (& PBS) fame returns in Colin Dexter's intellectual thriller Death is Now My Neighbor. When the Master of Lonsdale College retires, two senior dons are left competing for the single spot that will be the penultimate position of their academic careers. A seemingly unrelated murder takes Morse and his partner Lewis from the strip clubs of Soho on a case that leads unexpectedly back to the manicured grounds of the Oxford college. This puzzling, stimulating, and thoroughly enjoyable British mystery, is chock full of antiquarian clues and literate allusions, making it a rewarding, stimulating read.

The book is a delight and the writing was masterful. Mr. Dexter does do one thing that I was not aware of until now. Each chapter of his has an epigraph from someone, be it popular media to Euripides, that gives some allusion as to what comes next. This was a wonderful added touch to the novel and really goes to show the breadth of knowledge and the shear volume of material that Mr. Dexter must go through on a daily basis.

I have already acquired the first few books of the series and will read The Last Book to Woodstock shortly.

Windup Girl Wound me up

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This past weekend I finished Paolo Bacigalupi’s The Windup Girl from NightShade Books. I’ve waited a bit to write this because I wanted to let the story settle some and I didn’t want to write on that initial lump in my throat that might have made this a much more angry posting.

So to the setting, not the story the setting. Mr. Bacigalupi’s setting in The Windup Girl is a mish-mash of several sub-genres that can be described best as a post-environmental-dystopian-steampunk-future. At first, it does not sound like it can work but believe me it does. The story is set in a Thailand after a series of global viruses, oil shortages, pestilence, war, etc. Essentially a series of global calamities has reverted the world back to a closed door policy across the globe. But this is not a Victorian steampunk novel, and as such there is a whole cluster of generippers, virologists, and bionetic engineers who are trying to genetically re-engineer crops to be plague resistant. This type of science brings us around to the title name, The Windup Girl. A windup is a vat grown humanoid genetically engineered to pick up the gap left in the workforce after a century of disease and famine has nullified them. Some windups are engineered with 10 arms as very efficient crop pickers, some are military units designed for war. A windup girl therefore is a whore, typically of Japanese make (because the Japanese are always ahead in weird sex-tech I guess). Regardless of their type a windup is naturally resistant to the various plagues and famines that have befallen the world, but they are infertile. And more importantly, windup girls are made for beauty, meaning their skin lack pores, so they overheat. And so they can be told from the regular people they have a natural shutter-stop motion to their movements that I imagine would be like watching bad stop motion animation.

Instead of a heavy reliance on steam power, and as an inferior answer to the lack of oil based fuels, almost everything is ran from ‘kink-springs.’ Yeah everything is spring based. I know it sounds fishy now, but trust me, Bacigalupi pulls it off, and well.

There was a lot of trepidation involved starting this book initially, but the setting really saved me from this, and I am glad it did. I went in blind, however, not knowing much about this book aside from the recent Nebula award nod. That was probably a mistake, I should have looked a little more into the book before grabbing it up. So for your sake here is the shit you need to know:

  • this story is not an environmental dystopian parlaying the fears of current world bullshit
  • this setting is an environmental dystopian parlaying the fears of current world bullshit
  • the setting is awesome… you will love it
  • this is an identity searching story
  • there are no Mary Sue’s (can’t stand them)
  • it does get exciting in the last quarter of the book

The story here left me feeling a little disappointed, it’s not that great. And when you have it standing up in comparison to the amazing setting that is woven through the book, and the Nebula win, it is just downright lacking. This is not to say that the story is bad, just that you can tell that Mr. Bacigalupi has spent far more time in the setting, having at least two other short stories in this world and I would imagine at least one of his unpublished novels falls in this category as well. Some of the side plots seemed to be more woven around the setting as opposed to the main plot line, you know who you are Jaidee. Basically his time was spent making the world and it shows. This book would have rocked my world if he had played to that more I think.

Overall I think you should read this book if you like dystopians, or Dick-ensian futures. If you are looking for a griping environmental thriller read it. If you have never heard of Paolo Bacigalupi and have never read his short stories, put the book down and read his short stories, primarily The Calorie Man and Yellow Card Man find them both here. If you haven’t read either of these and are not a dystopian fan run to the store and find those stories.

I give it a 3/5 for story and a 5/5 for setting.

What’s next?chart

So I have stepped up my fiction intake somewhat and have finally started reading epubs on my Motorola Droid last 129131week. I have been using the Word-Player app (QR Link to the right) as my primary reader and I love it. The format lends itself very well to short fiction and I read a number of shorts on it last week. I also started The State of the Art by Iain M. Banks on it last Friday and have been very pleased with it so far. I can’t tell you how refreshing it is to 51D5wpcgF1Lget back to the Culture series.

I also signed up for Audible last week and started listening to Feed by Mira 6381205Grant thanks to the new Audible Android app that is in beta.  I’m really digging Feed as it is set post  zombie infection and followers a trio of bloggers through a presidential campaign fraught with, what else, zombies.

In addition to these I am reading Gail Carriger’s first novel, Soulless. This is a quirky Victorian steampunk supernatural detective story that is very enjoyable so far.

Watched The Book of (yawn) Eli

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So I finally got around to seeing The Book of Eli with Denzel Washington this past week. It has some really good fight scenes in it. Seriously. They are awesome. They remind me of Resident Evil Extinction, but they were there. The story is somewhat good to start. Basically Eli, Denzel, gets a message from god that he should deliver this mystery book to the west coast. Which he does in a post-apocalyptic setting. Oh and he’s blind. The end.

Seriously this movie had so much potential it was retarded. You really get into it, and although while you are fairly certain that this mystery book is the Bible, which it is, you still hold out that maybe the Hughes Brothers managed a twist in there. The twist is that, oh yeah it is the Bible, in Braile. Seriously? Is this what it was all about? Is it just me or wouldn’t it have been so much cooler if the book was The Wonderful Wizard of Oz (io9 beat me to this one), or Through the Looking Glass, or maybe even Ubik?

But no, they wasted the only viable twist to this show by going to safe predictable route. Hell that book could have even been Robert’s Rules of Order, especially given the way Gary Oldman was after it, and it would have meant more. Film is getting too damn pussy-footed about taking risks! They don’t want to offend Sally Homemaker with her 1950s mentality and viewpoints. Why not?!? I fucking challenge Hollywood to actually make a god damn movie that we, the educated public, will actually pay to see and not have it end up being the most predictably safe scenario every time.

I’m sure some people will say that I am being an ass just because I’m an Atheist and I don’t want to see “God” in science fiction. Well, go fuck yourselves you narrow minded simpletons! I’m talking story here! Just because you choose the “God-route” in a story doesn’t make it good! It doesn’t make it bad either for that matter, it is the entertainment factor that matters here. And making that book something more meaningful would have made that movie so much damn better.

I give The Book of Eli 2 out of 5 stars. (Seriously though, the fight scenes are awesome they get 4 out of 5).

Better Late than Never

n156525OK. Where to start? Well, I read Ian Rankin’s first Detective John Rebus novel Knots and Crosses. This was very good and I will definitely be adding that series to my regular rotation now as well. I have also just started Dan Abnett’s Horus Rising, the first novel in Black Library’s Horus Heresy series. This is turning out to be very good and each time I read Abnett I remember that he is a true master of the craft, even if 90% of his stuff is in the Warhammer 40k universe. (WH40k fans out there please don’t take that as an insult or a slight, I am a huge WH40k fan, and guys like Abnett and Sandy Mitchell have brought their novels to a much higher plateau than even Games Workshops probably thought was possible.) The big news is that I read Jim Butcher’s newest Dresden Files novel, Changes.
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CHANGES OK If by some horrifying familial drama, political exile, the rock you live under is too heavy, your mommy won’t let you read things about magic, then you probably aren’t aware that The Dresden Files is one of, if not the only, great extended contemporary fantasy series in print hands down. And if you don’t realize that then there is a chance that you have never read any of them. If this is you go and get them all. Read every fucking book leading up to this one, there are eleven. Then read Changes. You see Mr. Butcher has created a series that is the ultimate in character development. And for over a decade we have been watching these characters grow and learn, dealing with all sorts of issues. But this last book wrapped up character lines that have been in play for close to seven years. When taken in the context of the rest of the already excellent series, Changes is an absolute masterpiece of fiction. I would literally tell someone to read eleven books just to get to this one. Now those first eleven books are not bad, no no Mr. Nay-Sayer, they are excellent, some better than most, but all very good. Changes brought Dresden files back to an almost mythic stance for me. Go. Read. It.

Practical Demonkeeping Done, Rebus on Horizon

33457 So I just finished Christopher Moore’s novel, Practical Demonkeeping. I really liked it, it had some humor, action, a little sex, a murderous demon, and a shriveled prune of a Djinni. All in all it was fun, there was the overt religious theme to it, but honestly nothing screams demons in the Western world like the Roman Catholic Church.

3096774 Next is another change of pace, the first Inspector Rebus novel, Knots and Crosses by Ian Rankin. I am a huge fan of “British Inspector” shows from the venerable Morse and his former sergeant Lewis, to the haughty prim and properness of Inspector Alleyn and the modern day Lynley. So I figured the first place to look is for my favorite, Inspector Morse. Unfortunately, Colin Dexter was no where to be found, so I settled for Mr. Rankin instead.