Archive for the ‘Books & Movies’ Category

First Contact and the Black Death

Thursday, January 15th, 2009

At first glance the two wouldn’t go together. I’m glad to discover I was wrong.

Eifelheim is a book in two ages. A near-future where a historian tries to puzzle out why a town site was abandoned and never resettled, and a small german town in the 1300’s where the local preist is amazed to discover the most unusual pilgrims.

In and about the story, the typical questions are asked and explored about the nature of humanity, as well a few about faith, religion, and the nature of science and research.

I can definitely say I’m glad I read it.

Changes at Baen

Thursday, December 7th, 2006

Baen books has completely revamped its’ webscriptions webstore of electronic books. They have also moved their free library and integrated it with the  webscriptions site (I’ve already updated the link on the right), though for the moment it, as well as all of the “Prime Palaver” entries are still available at the old address.

Where Does He Get Those Wonderful Toys?

Friday, February 3rd, 2006

My family recently bought the Toy Story movies, as Disney had re-released them as the 10th anniversary and special edition, respectively. Yes, they’re wonderful Yes, it’s great to watch these masterpieces of cinema, and re-watch them to get all of the cute references and jokes. I sat for hours going through the movies, and delighted in the commentary on hows and whys.

That out of the way, there is something I missed. The credit gags. The first movie had some incredibly funny blooper reels added into the credits. The second had “Tour Guide Barbie” smiling and waving “bye now!” through the credits. finishing with her wiping her brow and asking if everyone was gone yet. The short animated films are gone as well, but I’m more upset by the fact they actually changed the content of the movie and not just the quality of the DVD transfer.

I’m still scouring the extras to see if the bloopers and shorts are elsewhere…

Big Fat Harry Deal.

Saturday, December 3rd, 2005

Saw the latest in the Harry Potter installments tonight. It was a worthy installment in the series, and has taken a significantly darker turn as it follows the arc set by the books. The story is more intense, the romantic aspects of the story are well handled, and most of the shortcuts taken to condense the story are well thought out and graceful. Most, I say, because the whole plot thread with the obnoxious reporter was simply left dangling.

The one real complaint I do have was the pacing and the choppy editing. It didn’t flow as effortlessly as Azkaban did.

Stealth, and National Treasure

Saturday, November 26th, 2005

Saw National Treasure again this weekend with the family and loved it all over again. Sure, there are “because it’s a movie and we can’t take the time to show this” nitpicks, there’s even one big logic flaw involving where a shadow falls, but all in all the production values and quality of the film make it an absolute joy to watch.

Stealth is a popcorn movie. Predictable as a straight line, though the AI isn’t evil, with logic flaws and plot holes you could steer a carrier through. That said, it was a great, 80’s, fluff experience with stuff blowing up and it was worth the price of the rental.

Now I need to watch that copy of We Were Soldiers i’d picked up at the library.

More Poetry and Art

Wednesday, July 27th, 2005

Over at Eaglespeak, an excerpt from a poem was posted. While I hadn’t personally run across it before, it’s a piece that spoke to me, and indeed, qualifies as “Words of Wisdom”:

A father sees a son nearing manhood.
What shall he tell that son?
Life is hard; be steel; be a rock.’
And this might stand him for the storms
and serve him for humdrum and monotony
and guide him amid sudden betrayals
and tighten him for slack moments.
‘Life is a soft loam; be gentle; go easy.’
And this too might serve him.
Brutes have been gentled where lashes failed.
The growth of a frail flower in a path up
has sometimes shattered and split a rock.
A tough will counts. So does desire.
So does a rich soft wanting.
Without rich wanting nothing arrives.
Tell him too much money has killed men
And left them dead years before burial:
The quest of lucre beyond a few easy needs
Has twisted good enough men
Sometimes into dry thwarted worms.
Tell him time as a stuff can be wasted.
Tell him to be a fool every so often
and to have no shame over having been a fool
yet learning something out of every folly
hoping to repeat none of the cheap follies
thus arriving at intimate understanding
of a world numbering many fools.

Tell him to be alone often and get at himself
and above all tell himself no lies about himself
whatever the white lies and protective fronts
he may use amongst other people.
Tell him solitude is creative if he is strong
and the final decisions are made in silent rooms.
Tell him to be different from other people
if it comes natural and easy being different.
Let him have lazy days seeking his deeper motives.
Let him seek deep for where he is a born natural.
Then he may understand Shakespeare
and the Wright brothers, Pasteur, Pavlov,
Michael Faraday and free imaginations
Bringing changes into a world resenting change.
He will be lonely enough
to have time for the work
he knows as his own.

A Worthy Seed

Sunday, May 15th, 2005

So I finally succumbed and rented the 2004 CGI-based remake of Appleseed.

The short version is – I like it. If you have the five bucks and a couple hours, go check it out.

The long version?

Appleseed is a story revolving around Deunan Knute, a female soldier with a fearsome reputation, and her boyfriend – cum – cyborg Briareos. She gets shanghaied/recruited to work for the ESWAT team for the self-proclaimed utopia of Olympus, the only shiny, active city left in the otherwise war-devastated earth. Over half of the city population is composed of bioroids, artificial humanoids that are basically biological, living robots. The bioroids run the city as well as much of its production, under the guidance of a council and a supercomputer called Gaia.

There are some who resent this, as all is not well in the utopia. As it turns out, there are decisions being made regarding the bioroids and humans that legitimately concern many of the humans who want to govern themselves, and this position, held largely by the military, also attracts bigots, and mean, spiteful men.

Of course, all hell breaks loose.

First, let me tell you what bugged me.

I haven’t followed the anime scene closely for a long, long time. I’ve seen Bebop courtesy of Cartoon Network, and I’d regularly collected and swapped movies post-Robotech including various Yamato movies, Crusher Joe, The Iczer series (blech), and so forth. Nevertheless, it looks now, as then, that the Japanese still have the knack for taking the worst of a marginally appropriate musical style and applying it in a gawdawful way. There are good places and bad places to apply techno and electronica music. This movie, like the chase scene in the Bourne identity, was not one of them. I say this both as a huge Oakenfold fan and a person who thinks the haunting piece that opens Ghost in the Shell: Stand Alone Complex is just too beautiful for words.

The consistency of the cel-shaded animation was absolutely fantastic. Body movements were far less stiff than the ever-so-mediocre Final Fantasy (beautiful still shots, though). The consistency of the texturing prevented any number of jarring incongruities like those you can see if you watch Titan A.E. Nevertheless, there are places where the shiny metal surfaces are just a bit too shiny. The biggest irritant is the faces. The eyes were sometimes wonderfully expressive, and sometimes…. just stiff, like a mannequin. The jaws never seemed to move when the mouth opened and closed, which was a jarring contrast to the smoothness and lack of puppet-like feel of the rest of the movements.

Don’t let these complaints throw you off. The plot is tight, the action well-paced, and frenetic. I especially liked the interactions and politics involved between the various groups and factions. The bioroids had their own imperatives which could give pause to anyone who wasn’t fully convinced that they would never try to take over, and one didn’t have to be a paranoid bigot to be worried about it with some of what was going on. The military, played mostly as the heavies nevertheless had some very legitimate concerns that were not being addressed, and thus the brewing conflict.

Having seen the 1988 1-hour OAV version, I’ve got to say this does far better credit to the complexity of the original manga, and doesn’t feel stripped of life or character.

It would be a spoiler to discuss which of the groups were really the bad guys. I will say that it’s amazing to what lengths a person will go to to enforce their will when they think they know better than you do what you need or want.

No, the Parents Should be the Coaches…

Friday, May 13th, 2005

From Roger Eberts review of a movie called Kicking & Screaming:

The problem with team sports involving kids is that the coaches are parents. The parents become too competitive and demanding and put an unwholesome emphasis on winning. One simple reform would enormously improve childhood sports: The coaches should be kids, too. Parents could be around in supervisory roles, sort of like the major league commissioner, but kids should run their own teams. Sure, they’d make mistakes and the level of play would suffer and, in fact, the whole activity would look a lot more like a Game and less like a Sporting Event. Kids become so co-opted by the adult obsession with winning that they can’t just mess around and have fun.

I’ll admit, at the beginning, that everyone has seen the stereotypically overwrought parent who can’t seem to accept anything but perfection from Little Johnny/Jennie and his or her coach on the field. It does seem worse these days, especially with the high-pressure drive for perfect lives with perfect little children and soccer games and football and art classes and the perfect dinner too. I suspect that this drive for perfection in all aspects of life just makes the incidences of parents-as-sports-monster worse.

That said, I think he’s wrong.

First of all, kids do get to “be their own coaches.” Even in this day and age of parental hyper-concern over predators, and nerf-society concern over bike helmets and not letting Johnny out of sight, kids get together to run around, play games, bike, play kickball, and so forth. They set their own rules, choose their sides if any apply, and get to make a mess of things or not as they see fit.

This is an invaluable experience and provides them a chance to make mistakes and just mess around.

That said, there is a darker side. We all know the stories of the playground bullies, the kids who don’t get chosen (or otherwise ostracized), and such, that without parental involvement kids have to deal with.

Organized sports with parent coaches doesn’t just serve the purpose of parental supervision, it’s an education. Sure, we can still have weak-spined coaches who don’t shield the kids from their own parents, and jerks who are just as mean as the parents or play favorites. Even then they are more likely to be fair, or fairer, and push the kids to reach beyond themselves to new heights.

It’s an education in sportsmanship, fairness, and teamwork that you will not get from other kids without a decent adult handy.

Baen Free Library

Tuesday, January 11th, 2005

I couldn’t wait to get started on my website, so this is getting posted a bit prematurely, but I had a few things that I absolutely had to put up and explain.
If you hadn’t gathered already, I’m a huge fan of Sci-Fi. One place I regularly get my fix is from Baen books.

Why?

Well, I like their stuff. My reading covers a broad range and their stuff often satisfies my cravings for adventure, military action, pulp, etc. when I’m not looking for something more overtly ‘thoughtful’ like Neal Stephenson’s (Snow Crash, Quicksilver, Cryptonomicon) or Dan Simmons (Hyperion).

My favorites? Overall, John Ringo, whom I’ve met, and even provided an illustration in one of his books (Hells Faire). Also included are John Dalmas, Dave Weber (known for the “Honor Harrington” books), David Drake (Hammers Slammers), and others. Though heavily ‘conservative’ and libertarian, it’s not exclusive and there is an interesting mix of political viewpoints in the mix along with a vast backcatalog that has accumulated over the years.

So why do I know so much of their stuff is stuff I like, and if I’ll likely enjoy the book or not before plunking down cold hard cash?

Simple.

The publisher has a dirty little secret.

Wait for it…

They give books away.

That’s right.

Go online here and you will see their “Free Library,” with many many books from their authors available for free download, to put on your Palm-pilot, your computer, a CD-ROM, print out, whatever.

Interestingly, not only do they not make it difficult to make backup copies for yourself, or for your friends, they encourage you to do so. Check out the notes on the back of There Will Be Dragons or several other recent Baen hardcover releases which include a CD full of free, unprotected material that they beg you to hand off to your friends.

Their “webscription” e-books are also similarly unprotected, and almost any title has a significant chunk of the book online even if it isn’t in the free library in its entirety.

They do this, interestingly enough, because it makes them money.

I enjoy it because it gives me the chance to check out new authors and freely carry along electronic copies of books I’ve already bought from the convenience of my laptop, my palm pilot, or anywhere I can get on the internet. They treat me like an honest, valuable customer who will pay them a reasonable cost when I can, are willing to cultivate my business when I can’t, no strings attached, and open my eyes to new things at their expense.

And that is why I spend my cash on them, and how they make money.

Check it out at http://www.baen.com.