Coming Up for Air

After The Road to Wigan Pier, George Orwell’s next book was Homage to Catalonia, which was about the Spanish Civil War. In 1939, he published the novel Coming Up for Air, a first person narrative covering a few days in the life, and many years in the memories of George Bowling. Bowling is a 45 year old insurance representative, living in a London suburb. He lives on commission, he travels, he tries to enjoy life. The story is about Bowling’s decision to play hooky – from work and from his family – for about a week to visit the once-rural, once-small village where he grew up before the first World War. The story is the story of his life.

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Wigan Pier

In 1936, British publisher, Victor Gollancz agreed to publish a book by Eric Arthur Blair on the imprint of the Left Book Club. Blair had been educated at Eton, but having failed to secure a University scholarship, had joined the British colonial service as a policeman in Burma. He came back to Europe as resolute opponent of colonialism and British snobbery. He was destitute and homeless for a period of time. He became a teacher, an assistant in a bookstore and a writer. His first full book, Down and Out in Paris and London, was published in 1933 under his pen name, George Orwell.

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Utopian SF

SF readers, check out this essay in the Boston Globe Ideas section, by Joshua Glenn – Back to utopia. It’s mainly about the critic Fredric Jameson, and his views on Philip K. Dick, Samuel R. Delany and utopian ideas in modern sf. More on utopian fiction by Jameson, an essay – The Politics of Utopia.
Glenn notes: “Fans of Dick, Delany, and their ilk warn neophytes not to read too many of their books too quickly: Doing so, as this reader can attest, tends to result in pronounced feelings of irreality, paranoia, and angst”. And we thought it was something in the water …

Lightfoot Week

It is Gordon Lightfoot’s week. November 5 – the anniversary of the Last Spike in the CPR, the inspiration for the Canadian Railroad Trilogy. Today, (November 10) the anniversary of the sinking of the SS Edmund Fitzgerald, which inspired The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald. As the riots in the French urban suburbs continued, a fleeting thought for Black Day in July. A video clip on the CBC Web site – some US radio stations refused to play that song when it was first released.

Prime

This is partly about the movie Prime, and partly about other things like depression, unhappiness, therapy, and young men dating older women.
Prime has been treating with surprising kindness by many critics, but the mean score at the Metacritics site was 58. Ebert liked it because it had some good scenes and tried to say something, although he agreed it was flawed. A movie with Meryl Streep and Uma Thurman, with Uma emoting about relationships, is going to have a safe core audience, and a fan following. It isn’t doing terribly well at the box office though. I thought Ebert had a point about the movie’s having some good scenes, but he understated the flaws.

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The Last Spike

Wikipedia’s start page lists anniversaries, selected from a main entry listing events on that date in history. For November 7, 2005, the selections from the general November 7 entry include the beginning of the 1917 October Revolution in Russia (it was October on the Julian calendar in Russia), the collapse of the Tacoma Narrows Bridge in 1940.
For Canadians, the Last Spike in the CPR at Craigellachie BC in 1885. For Canadian nationalists, a song and a poem and links to photos. The National Archives of Canada have a couple of ways of getting the iconic picture, as a gif image or through a link on a an information page. Or see the section on The Last Spike in the Canadian Encyclopedia’s entry on the construction of the CPR. The CPR has a different photo on photo history page on its Web site. It is a posed photo of follically gifted men in top hats and tails. For hairy Scots, a note in Canadian history and literature.

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Serenity

Serenity got some cautiously supportive advance reviews in the Free Press and I decided to catch it at a Sunday matinee when it opened last weekend. It is an adaptation of Joss Whedon’s Firefly TV series. I wasn’t familiar with this series – I went to the movie as a Firefly Virgin. Most or all of the regular cast of the series were in the movie. They have a fair number of TV guest credits and a few movie credits, but none of them have achieved any stature in the movie industry. Canadian actor Nate Fillion, who plays Captain Mal Reynolds, was in Saving Private Ryan. British actor Chiwetel Ejiofor, who wasn’t a regular in the series, was in Love Actually and Dirty Pretty Things. What this movie had working for it, to attract an audience, was Joss Whedon’s reputation as the creative force behind Buffy the Vampire Slayer, the reputation of the series. After that it’s going to rest on review and on word of mouth.
IMDb reports it did well on its first weekend. It deserves to do well. It’s a clever, stylish production.
The story has a classical sf setting on the fraying edges of an interstellar human civilization. Ship’s captain Mal Reynolds is a freewheeling smuggler, bandit and buccaneer, in the tradition of Han Solo. He has a past as a rebel soldier in an unsuccessful rebellion or civil war by the libertarian outer planets against the control of the more civilized inner planets and the central Parliament. His voyage becomes a mission and an adventure, protecting River Tam (actress Summer Glau) and her secret from the Parliament’s sinister Operative (Chiwetel Ejiofor). The acting is competent, perhaps a bit over the top – in the wise-cracking, ironic style of the early Star Wars movies and Buffy the Vampire slayer. The plot is tight and fast. The visuals and special effects are professional. There are a couple of great martial arts scenes which will certainly build Summer Glau’s reputation. There is a strong ethical theme about peacefulness, aggression, social controls, free will, human nature and the messiness of life – think Brave New World or Clockwork Orange. We get an early glimpse of this in scenes of River’s back story, when she was being educated and socially conditioned as a young child on a planet controlled by the Parliament. The Operative provides a second ethical theme. He is a perfect soldier, proficient in his technique, aware of the immorality of his violent intrusions into other people’s lives and freedom, justifying it in the faith that he is working for a better world. Because he does have an ethical compass, there is a continuing tension in his character. But enough hints and spoilers
This movie has all the pieces and put them together very well.

Elementary Particles

The Elementary Particles is a novel in French by Michel Houellebecq, published in 1998. The English translation by Frank Wynne was published in 2000 and released in the UK as Atomised, elsewhere as The Elementary Particles, and is regarded as a brilliant literary and intellectual novel. Houellebecq was awarded the prestigious French literary award, the Prix Novembre and the 2002 Impac Dublin literary award. The reviewer for the NY Times called it “a deeply repugnant read” for its nihilism and anti-humanistic vision. Others have criticized its obsessive and graphic depiction of sexuality. It supporters praise its flamboyant deconstruction of modern beliefs about love and sexual liberation as pretensions and delusions in a culture of selfishness.

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Crash

Crash – the 2004 movie written and directed by Paul Haggis – is excellent. I missed it in its first theatrical release, but it is still playing in the second run theaters in Winnipeg. Haggis is a Canadian who made it in LA, writing for TV. I liked his work on Due South. He made a move to feature films a few years ago and his screenplay for Million-Dollar Baby has been highly praised.
His membership in the Church of Scientology was in the news when he left it in 2009.

Crash follows several sets of unrelated characters as they run into each other, over the course of couple of days. Two young black men jack the District Attorney’s car, freaking out his wife – Sandra Bulloch is brilliant as a self-centered, privileged bitch, proving that she can act outside the box. When they get home, she had her husband change the locks, then complains loudly that she does not trust the Hispanic locksmith, Daniel (Michael Pena). Daniel absorbs the abuse quietly, goes home and finds his daughther hiding under the bed. He has moved his family to a safe neighbourhood, but she was frightened by the sound of distant gunfire. He gives her a magic inpenetrable cloak, in a beautiful scene of parental love. Farhad (Shaun Toub), the owner of small convenience store, middle-aged, Iranian, fearful, paranoid, buys a snub-nosed revolver from a racist gun store owner. Two cops pull over a black producer and his white wife – their car is a Navigator like the DA’s car, although the licence plate doesn’t match. The senior cop, Sgt. Ryan (Matt Dillon) harasses and abuses the couple. He is a racist, grieving and angry about his father’s health, carrying a grudge against affirmative action programs which drove his father out of business and into poverty. Don Cheadle, playing a homicide investigator, is drawn into the DA’s orbit when he investigates shooting of a black, off-duty police officer shot by a white police officer. The DA and his sleazy political operative want him to spin the investigation and suppress evidence make sure a white man gets charged because the DA is worried about the black vote. Cheadle’s character is navigating grief and shame – a drug addicted mother who wants him to save his younger brother, missing, and a criminal. He is having an affair with his partner Rea (Jennifer Esposito) but keeping his distance, wounding her with racial remarks about Hispanics.
The acting is brilliant, characters are engaging, the mood and pace of the film are maintained well, the story drives forward. It is an emotionally engaging, intellectually challenging story of conflict and ethics.
For the first half hour, every character except the locksmith Daniel is angry and self-absorbed, unattractive, unworthy of any sympathy from the audience. Some are fearful, some have more power, some feel oppressed, some feel screwed. No one trusts anyone. Everyone thinks he or she is alone, unsupported and vulnerable. Enemies and threats are identified by logical but stereotyped profiles. Everyone lashes out verbally. Racial conflict runs through everything. The metaphor isn’t as much urban jungle or state of nature as human atoms colliding randomly, with terrible energy.
I won’t spoil it. There is violence, and people die. There are moments of redemption – heroism, random acts of kindness, arcs of anger and violence suddenly failing by chance, moments of grace.
Brilliant.