On Sunday, I posted a few thoughts on Interstellar in which I concluded that: “I don’t think it’s made it into my “top” SF films.”

But then I immediately wondered what films I would put on that list. My very first qualifier on that has to be that I am not a big film-goer, so my viewing is not exhaustive, but nonetheless, I do have favourites, as follows:

Star Wars: (the real ‘first” movie)—because it’s fun and adventurous and had space ships and a real sense of worlds and space. Plus “A long time ago in a galaxy far far away…” was just magic! Space opera? You betcha—but I still enjoy watching it again from time to time. A big reason, I suspect, for that is because as the first film, Star Wars was spared the “overblown” elements that overwhelmed the sequels, with the exception of The Empire Strikes Back.

Blade Runner: For me, Blade Runner is all about atmosphere, chiefly the world and the world-weariness of Dekker. But it also takes a slant-wise look at a really important question, what makes a human being—only without any big speeches or heavy-handed philosophizing.

Alien/Aliens:  Alien is atmospheric, eerie—and basically a great psychological thriller set in deep space. It’s also a really compelling take on what I regard as one of the great SFF themes, “person alone.”

Aliens is an equally great action movie set in space, but despite the difference in pace/focus it’s a sequel that really works for me—or it may be that the change in pace/focus is why it works as a sequel, rather than trying to do exactly the same thing over again.

Gattaca: Gattaca is another one of those “deceptively simple” stories, which in this case means that it takes one idea, the implications of genetic engineering in a near-future world, and works it through in a powerful and straightforward way, by focusing on the implications for human aspiration.

Deep Impact: I love this film, particularly because it actually has quite good science, as well great storytelling and interesting characters, including positive and interesting women characters.  Personally I think it knocks Armageddon out of the ballpark.

Forbidden Planet: Although an oldie (it was made in 1956) and accordingly dated in some ways, I still think Forbidden Planet has a lot to recommend it in terms of classic SF storytelling, with space travel and interplanetary exploration that anticipates the Star Trek genre. But it’s also a story that is as much about human psychology and motivation as external action.

Galaxy Quest: Because it’s such a brilliant take-off of Star Trek, but also has it’s own story integrity. Always fun.
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Other films that are up there, too, include:
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ET: “phone home” remains in the lexicon, as does the image of the kids riding their BMX’s across the face of the moon

Contact: I was a little disappointed by the ending to Contact, but I loved the overall idea and the focus on how “first contact” might come about.

Terminator/Terminator2: for very similar reasons to Alien/Aliens in fact, although set on a pre-Apocalyptic Earth, rather than in space, plus I love Sarah Connor

The Matrix: So cool! (But what do you mean, sequels? I’m sure it’s a standalone film!)

Inception: If only because you’re never really sure what’s real and what isn’t!

and Serenity: because, you know, Firefly!

The Puk-Wudjies

They live ‘neath the curtain
Of fir woods and heather,
And never take hurt in
The wildest of weather,
But best they love Autumn, she’s brown as themselves,
And they are the brownest of all the brown elves;
When loud sings the West Wind,
The bravest and best wind,
And puddles are shining in all the cart ruts,
They turn up the dead leaves,
The russet and red leaves,
Where squirrels have taught them to look out for nuts!
The hedge-cutters hear them
Where berries are glowing,
The scythe circles near them
At time of the mowing,
But most they love woodlands when
Autumn’s winds pipe,
And all through the cover the beechnuts are ripe,
And great spikey chestnuts,
The biggest and best nuts,
Blown down in the ditches, fair windfalls lie cast,
And no tree begrudges
The little Puk-Wudjies
A pocket of acorns, a handful of mast!
So should you be roaming
Where branches are sighing,
When up in the gloaming
The moon-wrack is flying,
And hear through the darkness, again and again,
What’s neither the wind nor the spatter of rain?
A flutter, a flurry,
A scuffle, a scurry,
A bump like the rabbits’ that bump on the ground,
A patter, a bustle
Of small things that rustle,
You’ll know the Puk-Wudjies are somewhere around!

by Patrick Reginald Chalmers, 1872 – 1942

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I always loved this poem as a child, especially lines such as:

“When loud sings the West Wind//The bravest and best wind” and

“So should you be roaming//Where branches are sighing,
When up in the gloaming//The moon-wrack is flying”

The rhythm and the images called up are both wonderfully evocative.

The poet, Patrick Reginald Chalmers, was (according to Wikipedia) “an Irish writer, who worked as a banker. His first book was Green Days and Blue Days (1912), followed by A Peck of Malt (1915).”

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A “farm boy”…

Note: I have tried to be broad-brush in my comments, but the following May Contain SPOILERS for some.

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Yesterday I shared my initial reaction to the movie Interstellar, reflections that still hold good.

I’d like to add, though, that it was really refreshing to see a film that while “big” in its conceptualisation was not about “big battles.” Much as I like big, heroic stories I can’t help feeling decidedly “over” films that reduce the storytelling to big battles (es-pecially if that was not the focus of the original: yes, Prince Caspian, I’m looking at you!)

…goes on an epic quest

Which leads me to my next reflection: yes, Interstellar is classic “epic” storytelling! Think about it: we have the “farm boy”, who goes on an epic (interstellar) journey, with a band of brothers and lovable “animal”—ahem, robot—sidekicks: and why—to save the world, of course!  The journey also comprises a take on “there and back again” with the changed hero unable (Odysseus fashion) to return to the old life…

Given the science, as I indicated yesterday, is pretty much “fantasy science” one could even argue that it is not only epic, but “epic fantasy”—but even for me, that would be stretching too long a bow. Let’s just say that this is definitely Space Opera and not hard SciFi. 😉

…& my feelings are mixed.

On the one hand: it’s about space—and the robots were cool (I liked it, too, that they did not turn out to be “evile” robots, for a change)—the characters were pretty good, too, and I can’t complain about lack of story—some parts of which were pretty durned exciting, as well.

On the other hand: “fantasy”–physics (and chemistry/biology, too, with the explanation for the nitrogen-isation of Earth’s atmosphere) and I had several “less-is-more” moments with the storytelling…

Oh, yes, and the film passed the Bechtel test—Lois and Murph had a conversation (brief, but nonetheless a conversation) that was not about men.

Overall? I enjoyed Interstellar well enough and certainly don’t regret having been to see it on the big screen (in fact I’d go so far as to say it’s a big screen film with the effects etc) but I don’t think it’s made it into my “top” SF films.

Click here, for my additional Thoughts On Interstellar

“Whatever you can do, or dream you can, begin it. Boldness has genius, magic, and power in it. Begin it now.” — Goethe.

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I think this is so cool, I thought I’d share it with you again today—just in case you missed it in Monday’s post!

The Wall of Night Series map; design by Peter Fitzpatrick

Last Friday I posted the final entry for A Geography Of Haarth, a series that has explored the full range of locales and places from The Wall of Night world of Haarth. Each entry has been accompanied by a quote from the books in which the place appears, whether The Heir Of Night or The Gathering Of The Lost (or both.)

A Geography Of Haarth commenced on February 8, 2013 (Academy Island) and has pretty much posted every Friday through until last Friday, November 14, when the final entry, Wymark, featured. That’s “almost” two years and approximately 90 entries altogether, which is not bad going!

To check out the full sequence, you can click here:

A Geography Of Haarth

What to replace it? Well now, I may have to think about that… But I’d like to do something book related to keep up the Friday tradition—because I do think almost two years and ca. 90 entries is “tradition” terrain.

On Tuesday, I featured the poem One Day, from my Ithaca Conversations sequence as this week’s Tuesday Poem.

As I noted on Tuesday, the Ithaca Conversations sequence is a slant-wise (to paraphrase Emily Dickinson) look at characters and events from Homer’s The Odyssey.

Over recent years, I’ve featured several other poems from the sequence, so I thought I’d do a wee feature today, with links to the full poems. 😉

So, in order posted since 2010:

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“The Wayfarer: Odysseus at Dodona

Acorns lie strewn with old leaves, thick
as years beneath the shadow of spreading oaks
where an old woman stoops, picking up sticks
that are no more or less twisted than she, binding
them onto her bent back, and watching with one
bright, blackbird eye as the wayfarer approaches,
an oar balanced across his knotted shoulder, his eyes
narrowed between deep seams, as one who has looked
out to numerous horizons and seen wonders…”

To read the full poem, click here.

The Wayfarer was a finalist in the Takahe Poetry Competition in 2006 (judged by David Howard) and published in Takahe 62. The post includes a reasonably full discussion of the Ithaca Conversations sequence.

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“Argos

Lying nose to paws in the shadow of the arched gate,
eyes fixed on the white, twisting road to the sea,
listening for the familiar footstep, the beloved voice
that urged me on as we raced together, over
the rocky mountainside, both young, both strong
of heart – how my voice echoed in the craggy
heights, belling out for stag, or wild boar:  all done,
all done with now…”

To read the full poem, click here.

Argos won Australia’s A2O poetry competition in 2007 and was published in the Writerlynks anthology Grow.

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“The Trojan Shore

Tonight, the wind blows bitter
from the stony heights
beyond the city, gusts
at the thousand cook-fires,
lifts dust and grit from the plain,
driving through tent flaps
and into eyes, rank
with the stench of a siege camp…”

To read the full poem, click here.

The Trojan Shore was published in JAAM 2008, edited by Tim Jones.

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“Homing

He hears it, in every slap
of wave against wood,
as the ship cleaves water
like a seabird, hears the word
that he has hungered for
through the lost years,
whispered to him now
by the sea as it bears him up,
speeds him on like a lover
to the consummation
of his long-held dream
of home…”

To read the full poem, click here.

Homing was also published in JAAM 2008, edited by Tim Jones.

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To finish, we had better come back to One Day

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“One Day

He sits in the wide door to his father’s house,
playing with toys,
crudely painted soldiers with gilded helms,
gleaming in the sun.

His nurse tells him he is a prince,
will be a king some day, and a warrior;
his mother stoops, whispers,
tells him of his father who is king,
long lost, long sought,
longed for …”

The poem was posted in full on Tuesday, here.

One Day was published in International Literary Quarterly 14, February 2011

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This is not all the Ithaca Conversations poems, but I hope it gives you a feeling for the sequence. Enjoy.
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~ by Rebecca Fisher

Introduction:

Though the first book in George R.R. Martin’s epic fantasy series was published in 1996 and became a best-selling success all on its own, it was not until the television adaptation first aired in 2011 that Game of Thrones entered the mainstream cultural landscape. These days even those who have never watched a single episode are capable of recognising the phrases “winter is coming” or “you know nothing, Jon Snow”, and words such as “khaleesi” have entered the common vernacular.

Nearly a decade after The Lord of the Rings film trilogy ended, Game of Thrones solidified the demand for serious fantasy stories for adult viewers. And I mean adult viewers, as there’s no way you’d want anyone under the age of twelve watching Game of Thrones. Heck, there are plenty of people over the age of fifty that I wouldn’t want watching it.

As it happens, Game of Thrones is as unlike The Lord of the Rings as you can possibly imagine two franchises that both technically exist in the same High Fantasy genre to be. The latter is an epic but straightforward good-versus-evil conflict between stalwart heroes and diabolical monsters. Game of Thrones is an epic that’s awash in moral ambiguity, where goodness of heart does nothing to guarantee a character’s happy ending, and the death toll among the main cast is matched only by how quickly it’s replenished by an endless profusion of new characters to replace them.

Premise:

It’ll be a challenge to sum up the gist of Game of Thrones, partly because it’s so vast in scope, and partly because most are already familiar with its twists and turns. Based on the books series A Song of Ice and Fire (as yet uncompleted) by George R.R. Martin, it’s not difficult to see why it’s so popular. Merging expansive world-building with a range of complex characters and events inspired by the War of the Roses, Game of Thrones feels more like a war epic with a heavy dash of political espionage than the usual fantasy conflict of good-versus-evil.

The continent of Westeros is divided into seven regions, ruled over by houses of varying power and influence. They all swear fealty to King Robert Baratheon (Mark Addy) whose seat of power lies in the city of King’s Landing, best described by a quoting a line from Star Wars: “a wretched hive of scum and villainy.” Here, though, the city’s rotten interior is wrapped in silks and hidden beneath courtly smiles.

Ned Stark and his family

And so it is north that King Robert goes to bestow the office of Hand of the King upon his old friend and comrade Eddard “Ned” Stark (Sean Bean), considering him the only man he can trust. Reluctantly, Ned is drawn into the court intrigues at King’s Landing, where he finds increasing evidence that the death of his predecessor was not an accident.

Yet this is only one small thread in a massive tapestry of plots and subplots that stretch across the continent and beyond, encompassing dozens—and dozens!—of characters, and leading to all manner of murders, subterfuges, battles, marriages, assassinations, trials, massacres, sieges, betrayals—and the occasional meeting with banking conglomerates.

Story:

The “story” of Game of Thrones is almost impossible to describe thanks to its intricacy and sheer size. Though Ned’s investigation into the potential conspiracy at King’s Landing lies at the crux of the first season, the plot also reaches to the far north, where a massive Wall guards the rest of the Seven Kingdoms from mysterious creatures known as the White Walkers, and the distant east, where the last of the Targaryen dynasty is preparing for their imminent return to reclaim the throne of Westeros.

What everyone is after: the Iron Throne

As the noble houses become embroiled in a civil war for the Iron Throne, the Night Watch stationed at the Wall become increasingly concerned that something strange is stirring in the farthest north – something that poses a greater threat than anything in the Seven Kingdoms.

Every character has a different agenda, is spurred on by a variety of motivations, and through them the show explores the issues of class, religion, family, war, and power. It’s all wrapped up in the titular “game of thrones” – what people will do to get power, and how far they’ll continue in order to keep it.

Characters:

Whew, where to start with this one? Game of Thrones boasts a massive cast of characters – a whopping thirty-six actors have been listed in the opening credits alone, and the show involves a supporting cast of dozens more. It’s estimated to be the largest cast on television, and no matter how small the role, a respected British thespian will be called in to fill it. The likes of Diana Rigg, Ciarán Hinds, Tara Fitzgerald, and Mark Gatiss get only a handful of scenes each, but the general motto of the show seems to be that there’s no character too minor that an illustrious actor can’t be cast to play them.

The closest thing this show has to a main cast: Jon Snow, Daenerys Targaryen and the Lannister siblings: Cersei, Jaime and Tyrion

Newcomers have since become household names in the wake of the show’s popularity (particularly Emilia Clarke, Sophie Turner, Nikolaj Coster-Waldau and Kit Harrington), while established character actors such as Lena Headey, Sean Bean, Natalie Dormer, and of course, Peter Dinklage fill out the main roles.

One of the advantages to having a cast this vast is that you’re bound to find a favourite character, even if a few others get on your nerves. Are you going to root for the noble Starks, one of the few houses in Westeros that are genuinely noble and fair? Or maybe the last remaining Targaryen Queen, who is slowly but surely mustering her forces in the east? Or the remains of the Baratheon family, exiled on Dragonstone Island? Or maybe you secretly admire the ruthlessness and cunning of the Lannisters?

The genius of the story is that each ruling house has both heroes and villains among their number, and it’s hard to root for the victory or fall of one when you know that several sympathetic or villainous characters will rise or fall along with them.

Conclusion:

Like many fans, I’m fascinated at the thought of what’s going to happen when the show finally catches up with the as-yet-unfinished books series. George Martin is a notoriously slow writer, and the show has already used material from A Dance With Dragons (the final available book), as well as delivering a couple of scenes that are completely original to the show (like what the White Walkers are really doing with all those abandoned babies). It’s somewhat ironic, then, that George Martin is so vocally opposed to fan-fiction, as new rumours surrounding season five suggest that producers/writers David Benioff and D. B. Weiss are straying very far from the books in order to fill out their ten-episode-per-season quota.

But with the show already green-lit for Season Six, the question of what’s going to happen next remains. Can George Martin churn out some new material quickly enough? Or will Benioff and Weiss be required to build plots and characterization from scratch? Given that the upcoming Season Five will be combining books Four and Five, it seems almost inevitable that scenes original to the show will sneak their way into the episodes.
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Next Time: Penny Dreadful

Back in the 19^th century a penny dreadful was a lurid and sensational magazine publication that could involve anything from vampires to highwaymen. The show Penny Dreadful takes this atmosphere of horror and suspense in the Victorian backstreets to craft a story that mingles three of our most famous Gothic tales: Dracula, Frankenstein and The Portrait of Dorian Grey. Somehow, the combination works.
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About The Reviewer:

Rebecca Fisher is a graduate of the University of Canterbury with a Masters degree in English Literature, mainly, she claims, because she was able to get away with writing her thesis on C.S. Lewis and Philip Pullman. She is a reviewer for FantasyLiterature.com, a large website that specializes in fantasy and science-fiction novels, as well as posting reviews to Amazon.com and her They’re All Fictional blog.

To read Rebecca’s detailed introduction of both herself and the series, as well as preceding reviews, click on:

Big Worlds On Small Screens

One Day

He sits in the wide door to his father’s house,
playing with toys,
crudely painted soldiers with gilded helms,
gleaming in the sun.

His nurse tells him he is a prince,
will be a king some day, and a warrior;
his mother stoops, whispers,
tells him of his father who is king,
long lost, long sought,
longed for …

One day, she murmurs,
lips soft against his sun-warmed hair,
one day—a world full of longing,
echoes of an endless sea,
all encompassing.

After, he will always see her thus:
standing in the empty door
with her eyes turned outward,
hear the murmur reflected
in every lineament—
one day.

It will cling to his shadow like the sea,
pace at his heels down every road
of the dream long held to, pursued
through the length of years
and breathed into his heart
with a brightness of sun motes, dancing
in that long ago doorway—
one day:

One day.
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(c) Helen Lowe

Published in International Literary Quarterly 14, February 2011

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One Day is a poem from my Ithaca Conversations sequence, a slant-wise (to paraphrase Emily Dickinson) look at characters and events from Homer’s The Odyssey. The “voice” in this particular poem is that of Telemachus, Odyssues and Penelope’s son.

I was prompted to feature One Day when regular commenter and SF Signal stalwart, Paul Weimer, remarked that Saturday’s post (which featured nikau palms) constituted “more evidence I need to visit NZ”:  To which I replied that I hoped he would, “one day.”

I hope you may enjoy the poem.

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Yesterday, I quoted US writer, educator, artist, brand consultant, and radio host, Debbie Millman more fully—but I think what most resonated with me was the part of the quote that concluded: “…don’t waste time. Start now.”

When speaking about writing, I often quote Hippocrates, to the effect that “life is short but the art long”, so one should indeed, “start now.”

It’s easy to have one’s energy dissipated into the distractions of degrees, careers, etc. but if the muse is calling, then I believe a lifetime is too short a time to allow—or, in fact, to have at one’s disposal—to respond to that call.

Interestingly, bestselling US author, Laini Taylor, also talked about “not waiting” and “starting now” in the Supernaturally event at the WORDChristchurch writers and readers’ festival in September—so clearly this is something that more than one serious artist experiences/feels.

So if you, too, feel the desire to write or pursue any artistic—or other—endeavour:

“Whatever you can do, or dream you can, begin it. Boldness has genius, magic, and power in it. Begin it now.” — Goethe.
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