COLLECTIVE FALLOUT: Queer Speculative Fiction!!

Cover art from Collective Fallout Vol. 3 Issue 3

While researching queer fantasy markets, I discovered Collective Fallout. It’s a literary magazine dedicated to queer speculative fiction.

Issues are themed, and the one I ordered – Vol. 3, Issue 3 – was called “Futuristic.”

It blew my mind. In a good way. If you’ve read my reviews, you know it doesn’t happen often that I go off raving about stuff I read.

The stories are imaginative and tightly written, and I’ll get to some of my favorites. But what I responded to, most wonderfully, was the sum of the issue’s parts: wild, conceptual fiction as a platform for queer possibilities, and often queer transcendence.

Most of the authors take the future theme from a dystopian perspective. Warren Rochelle’s “Green Light” posits the rise of a multinational, totalitarian empire, genetically engineered warriors, and a substratum of outcasts fending for survival on a war-ravished frontier. In Christopher Keelty’s “Toll Road,” bio-contamination leads to a politically-fractured state where Catholic knights vie with leather-clad biker dudes called “the Dawn.”

Somewhat smaller in scale, and charming in its quiet way, is Terence Kuch’s “Other I Now.” In Kuch’s future, media technology has born the creepy pastime of ‘voying’, downloading other people’s memories. When Kuch’s narrator Ned rents out a memchip that is uncannily like his own memories, he goes in search of his “other I,” and discovers another life he might have lived.

The struggle to live queerly and authentically is a theme tying many of the stories together. It’s sometimes the main narrative drive, as in the case of Rochelle and Keelty’s stories where an accumulation of heterosexual power has begotten a nightmarish era of persecution for their queer protagonists.

In Derrick W. Craigie’s “Tales of K’Aeran: A New Road,” opportunities for queer living are contrasted when two strangers, from different fantasy clans, band together for survival in a sub-zero neutral zone. The Highborn woman Tatyana comes from an elite society where being caught with her female lover brought about a campaign for her assassination. Her companion Garon, from the martially-centered Nathikan clan, reflects on the more nuanced traditions of his people, who hold heterosexual marriage as a tribal obligation, but believe in the essential practice of choosing additional lovers for personal fulfillment, whether hetero or homo.

Caleb Wimble’s “Singularity” evokes queer otherness through allegory. The central character’s choice to undergo experimental cloning, after a terminal diagnosis of brain cancer, sets off  violent, global organizing by “humanists.” “Synths” are criminalized because they are seen as an affront to the way God intended humankind to be.

I was surprised by the romantic spirit of the stories, a universal thread, which may be a bit too ‘on-the-nose’ for some readers, but it worked quite well for me. Rochelle’s “Green Light” has an outcast teen and a young warrior, trained to exterminate the masses, deferring life and limb to be together. The story invokes the poetry of Walt Whitman. “Singularity” finds love possible between a man and the clone of his former boyfriend.

Not a bad thought that in the future, love will conquer all.

 

Fantasy Movie Review: JOHN CARTER

Maybe after my huge disappointment with CLASH OF THE TITANS and IMMORTALS last year, my expectations for the latest fantasy blockbuster JOHN CARTER were low.

But I liked it. I really did.

My partner and I saw it in the theatre yesterday, the way – I guess – these movies are meant to be seen nowadays: on a massive IMAX screen with 3D glasses.

JOHN CARTER is a good story. The title character is a young, embittered former Confederate General from the Civil War. After losing his wife and daughter to a fire, Carter is grasping for a reason to live. He finds that reason when he’s stumbles on a magical artifact that transports him to an amazing world on Mars, where some trick of gravity, or bone density? (it’s not explained very clearly), gives him super strength, including the ability to leap great distances. There, he realizes that his abilities are exactly what the strange inhabitants need to save their planet from a tyrant who seeks to conquer all, and in the process destroy Mars.

Taylor Kitsch does a decent job as the movie’s hero. There’s not a lot of emotional range with these type of characters, but my favorite scenes from the movie were where he was overcoming his early dilemmas – a funny sequence of breakaways from the Union mounty who wants to recruit him, his awkward first steps on Mars with super-powered legs, and his attempts to ditch a martian creature, something like a giant, reptilian bulldog, who attaches to Carter hard and fast.

The action scenes are harrowing and great, and the world on Mars Barsoom is well-realized and imaginative.

My complaints are that the movie goes on too long, and I was uninspired by the romantic storyline. Of the former, there’s a point quite early on, when I think the audience gets it that this story is all going to come down to John Carter rallying Barsoom to liberation. But the journey is a belabored by a trip back to Carter’s original captors, the alien Tharks. We know what’s going to happen – Carter is going to succeed, no matter what incredible challenge the Tharks put him up to. They could’ve cut 15-20 minutes of film.

More on Ancient World Historicals: Nick Drake’s TUTANKHAMEN

Hi. It’s me again. The guy who posts every now and then, letting weekly deadlines go by, and feeling less and less guilty about it.

The functional breakdown I predicted last semester has arrived, and my beloved blog has been the worst victim of my negligence.

Elsewhere, I really have been doing a lot of productive things. An idea for an urban fantasy has turned into a 10K and growing story (novella?). I organized an LGBT writers critique group, which has taken off marvelously.

But this blog has been my rock throughout the ups and downs of my writing life, and it’s time to get back to it. Sorry rock :::rubs cute little rocky head:::

Thus, I retake to the blogosphere with some words on what I’ve been reading.

Despite my quibbles with Nick Drake’s first book NEFERTITI: THE BOOK OF THE DEAD, I picked up the sequel TUTANKHAMEN: THE BOOK OF SHADOWS. Drake’s writing is just so extraordinary, and I love the ancient Egyptian setting.

The second book has Rahotep, a clever Medjay officer, appointed to investigate threats against the young King Tutankhamen. Tutankhamen is despised equally by his great uncle Ay, protectorate of the kingdom during the reign of the child King, and the popular military hero Horemheb who has political ambitions of his own.

Meanwhile, Rahotep is haunted by the horrifying ritual murders of a serial killer, which may have something to do with the subversive campaign against his client.

Drake renders the people and places of ancient Egypt vividly and beautifully. His prose is at times poetic, and always efficient. I thought that Tutankhamen was a particularly successful character here, shown in his complexity: pampered, naive, wounded by the murder of his father who he succeeded to the throne, and wanting to make something of himself.

More actual mystery solving happens in the story than in NEFERTITI, a complaint of mine with Drake’s début novel, and it made for some satisfying reveals. Rahotep comes to life as a man with special gifts for reasoning and deduction, truly an ancient world detective.

There’s a lot to recommend TUTANKHAMEN, and I do. But being the peevish critic that I am, two problems kept the story from lifting from “great” to “excellent” territory.

First, Rahotep’s quest – to protect Tutankhamen – didn’t feel quite profound enough to hold my fascination. Drake has done extensive research to bring ancient Egypt to life, with historical accuracy, but as such, it wasn’t clear to me what the assassination of Tutankhamen would mean to people beyond the inner circle of privileged and oppressive elite. Put differently, I didn’t get the sense that the young King would be any more effective as a leader than his despotic and corrupt rivals.

Perhaps this is the essential challenge of writing an ancient world story for modern readers. We want to be transported to a vivid ancient time and place, but there has to be something there to relate to: a universal human struggle, for instance.

My other qualm is a carry-over from my review of NEFERTITI. Rahotep’s personal conflict – sacrificing his family life in favor of his dangerous work as a detective – is peppered into the narrative through sentimental ruminations and passages of ‘home-sweet-home’ domestic life. I wanted more from the portrayal, or maybe less, or maybe something entirely different. It felt like a convenient device to make Rahotep relatable to modern readers.

Still, TUTANKHAMEN will impress fans of ancient Egypt. The story delves vividly into the worldview and religion of the time as well as the curious details of daily life.

Favorite and Least Favorite 2011 Movies

A few weeks back I weighed in on 2011 book releases.  This week it’s my annual round-up of films.

I saw a lot of movies this year, and I’d have to say it was a pretty even mix of films I loved, films I liked, and films that were disappointments, of varying degrees.

I narrowed it down to my top favorites, and bottom busts.

THE BEST

J.J. Abrams SUPER 8 has a quirky pre-teen cast (a la GOONIES and STAND BY ME), great intrigue and tension, and truly spectacular special effects.  Everything worked for me.  It was like going back in time and seeing E.T. or Poltergeist as a kid.

Maybe this was the year for good extraterrestrial films.  PAUL takes the genre from a totally different point-of-view, and sensibility, than SUPER 8.  I thought it was equally entertaining, with many laugh out loud moments and a clever skewering of sentimental films in the genre (while managing some tolerable sentimentality in the end).

I didn’t catch many notable gay films this year, but I thought this quiet, British indie drama was a huge achievement.  WEEKEND is about two guys who fall in love at the wrong time.  A one night stand turns into an intensely emotional connection, but one partner is leaving in two days to relocate to the U.S..  It’s a modern, honest portrait of gay love, making no apologies for the fast-paced, and at some times, drug-infused progression of the relationship.

In picking my favorite fantasy film of the year, I could have gone with HARRY POTTER & THE DEATHLY HOLLOWS PART II, or RISE OF PLANET OF THE APES.  Both were excellent.  But I’ll go out on a limb, and declare THOR the winner.  Many people I know hated the collision of the fantasy characters and a contemporary setting.  I thought it worked just fine, not taking itself too seriously, and the Norse mythology brought something fresh to the superhero genre.

THE WORST

Every time I’ve complained to someone about how bad Scream 4 was, they say:  “What did you expect?”  I guess I’d be hard pressed to name a movie franchise that held up its entertainment value on its fourth follow-up, but I really had hope for SCREAM 4.   The previous versions managed to add something new to the movie-within-the-movie, copycat killer schtick.  SCREAM 4 felt flat and gimmicky about five minutes in.

 

 

Kind of the antithesis of THOR, PRIEST was way too earnest and cliché-ridden, trodding the very familiar territory of vampire killers.  As I said to my partner half-way through, I really didn’t care what happened to any of the characters.

 

 

It pains me to pan mythology-based adventures, but unfortunately, they’ve just all been so bad on the silver screen.  IMMORTALS tried to be stylish, but ended up being a baffling, and unintentionally comical clash of fantasy perspectives.

Best Books of 2011(ish)

It’s that time of year when people proclaim the best books of 2011.  I’m not exactly a trusty resource for new releases, since I’m perennially catching up on my reading and researching historical fantasy primarily.

But I do have my opinions, and – not surprisingly – they don’t jibe with the New York Times recent 100 Notable Books of 2011.  (I haven’t read any of them, gulp).

I can also sadly report that my reading productivity plunged terribly this year.  In 2010, I read twenty-six books.  This year, with only about a month to go, I’ve read thirteen.  I blame my iPhone and Twitter, the biggest time-sucks while I’m commuting back and forth to work.

Of the thirteen books I’ve read this year, only two were new releases.  And one of those, Neil Gaiman’s AMERICAN GODS, was a ten-year anniversary re-publication.  Eek!

So, here goes what I got around to read that was fairly new, and that I highly recommend.

Annabel Lyon’s THE GOLDEN MEAN

It came out in 2009.  I picked it up in January 2011.  This is my all-time favorite ancient world historical.  It tells the story of Aristotle’s tutoring of young Alexander the Great, and it’s a fascinating portrayal of how the philosopher’s rational and ethical teachings may have influenced the greatest military general of all time.  For the intimidated:  THE GOLDEN MEAN is not all philosophical and heady stuff.  It deals with complex family relationships, the cruelty of childhood, and issues of mental disability and illness – all set within a vivid ancient world.

Neil Gaiman’s AMERICAN GODS

Soon to be an HBO mini-series, AMERICAN GODS is a funny, epic, engrossing adventure in which a down-on-his-luck ex-con gets caught up in a battle between old world gods and the idols of modern times (i.e. materialism, the media).  It’s filled with great retold parables with contemporary twists.

 

 

Gabrielle Burton’s IMPATIENT WITH DESIRE

Imagining the diary of Tamsen Donner, Burton illuminates the infamous story of 19th century American pioneering gone horribly wrong.  Tamsen comes to life as an early feminist faced with impossible choices.  This one is really, truly a 2011 release.

 

 

 

Now for a couple excellent books I read in 2011, just a few decades behind the times…

Shyam Selvadurai’s FUNNY BOY

FUNNY BOY (1997) is a semi-autobiographical story about growing up in Sri Lanka amidst the rising ethnic tensions – Sinhalese vs. Tamil — of the 1970’s and early 80’s.  A compelling gay coming-of-age story within a rich cultural setting.

 

 

 

Ursula LeGuin’s LEFT HAND OF DARKNESS (1969)

Setting aside some sexist and heterosexist undertones, forgiveable for the time of its publication, this book fascinated me.  The premise:  a male, human envoy visits a distant world where there is only one gender, that is essentially hermaphroditic.  The book has provocative things to say about sexuality, and politics.