I tend to forget how much Use Your Illusion I sags in the middle. At their worst, Guns N’ Roses are just a more distorted version of The Rolling Stones, with a lot less swagger.
I tend to forget how much Use Your Illusion I sags in the middle. At their worst, Guns N’ Roses are just a more distorted version of The Rolling Stones, with a lot less swagger.
I started reading an actual, physical book today. ”Att skriva”, the Swedish translation of Stephen King’s ”On Writing”. I also keep listening to ”Count Zero”.
I’m thinking about Bobby Newmark’s mother, filling her mind with the life of others trough ”sim stim”. I’m thinking about myself, almost always with AirPods in listening to podcasts and audiobook, filling my mind with the life of others. I’m thinking about these thoughts, about blogging them. About how the very structure and rhythm of the sentences are influenced by whatever I’m currently mainlining into my brain.
I’m hearing these very words narrated in my head in Jonathan Davis1’ voice.
I finished Neuromance yesterday. What a thrill ride!
As I wrote before, it’s a novel that I’ve read a couple of times but I’m pretty sure this is the first time that I read the English original and not a Swedish translation. Also, it was a really long time ago that I read it last time so I’ve grown a lot as a person since then. I think I’ve grown to appreciate the setting, the world and the descriptions of thing more then the plot, whereas before I was very plot focused in reading. And the plot of Neuromancer is, truth be told, not that much to write home about. But it’s exciting in the moment and it’s a canvas to paint the world, the themes and the characters on.
I am so glad I re-read this, and I’m very much looking forward to the AppleTv show based on it. If done right, it could be a really good show.
Also, I went straight into ”Count Zero” afterwards.
Quick note on Neuromancer: The way Case speaks to and uses ”Dixie Flat-line” feels very similar to the way we use AI chatbots today.
My most recent listen, after The Sandman: Act III, is William Gibson’s ”Neuromancer”. It’s a novel that I’ve read a couple of times before, but that before is now the distant past. It’s definitely an important part of my science fiction origin story, and something that I’ve liked a whole lot because I’ve wanted to like it a whole lot. See also ”Blade Runner”.
Back in the mid nineties, probably ’94, I first watched ”Star Wars” and fell in love with it. Prior to that, and after that, I read and enjoyed a lot of science fictions stories. It also furthered me deeper into the sci-fi black hole. The first and most prominent stop in that hole was ”Blade Runner”. Here was a movie starring Harrison Ford, about a future cop chasing humanoid robots, in a hauntingly beautiful and disturbing dystopia. Obviously I was going to love it, right.
Right.
Right?
I think the fact that Blade Runner stared Ford did a lot of heavy lifting for me when I first watched it, probably as a twelve year old. I most certainly didn’t understand it, and the fact that what I watched was a VHS copy on a 19″ television screen meant that I could not fully appreciate it’s cinematic beauty. But I did convince myself that I liked it, and it’s a movie that I’ve returned to over and over again. It has grown with me and as an adult I absolutely think that it is a masterpiece.
What does this have to do with Neuromancer? Well, everything. Partly because they are both defining works within cyberpunk, partly because cyberpunk as a whole was one of those things that I knew that I wanted to like, so I made myself like, even though it was weird thing for pre teen me. I am so far removed from the standard cyberpunk protagonist, and I’ve never really been part of the goth, punk or any other subculture that’s close to cyberpunk. I was a squeaky clean, middle-manager type even as an elven year old.
Anyway, some way along the line I picked up on cyberpunk being a thing, and that William Gibson was important within that genre. The exact timeline is hazy, thirty years later, but it’s undeniable that the next Big Thing in this story happened in 1999 when I watched ”The Matrix”. No movie have ever before, not ever after, had a bigger impact on me.1 I was fourteen years old and I felt like I could suddenly see the world in a new light. Sure, the kung fu fights and the tight leather outfits was a part of the appeal, but the philosophy, the ideas also struck a chord big time. Even though it wasn’t a true description of the world, it was still accurate.
And as I geeky out to The Matrix, thought more about it, and read more about it, cyberpunk kept coming up. Again, the exact timeline is blurry. I had probably read a novel or two from William Gibson, but I’m almost positive that I read Neuromancer, in a Swedish translation, after watching The Matrix. After that, I read Count Zero and Mona-Lisa Overdrive as well.
Neuromancer was similar to Blade Runner to me, in that I probably wanted to like it more that I did. I absolutely wanted to understand it more that I did. But I did like it, and it felt profound. I re-read it. I read more Gibson, slowly but surely.
Now, as I listen to it as a forty year old, I think I fully appreciate it for the first time. It is really, truly a masterpice.
After finishing ”Rita Hayworth and Shawshank Redemption” I sort of ”lost the plot” on audiobooks for a while again. That meant a lot of podcasts for a few weeks but then I got into the audio drama version of Neil Gaiman’s The Sandman: Act III. I’ve listened to ”Act I” and ”Act II” in the past and liked them both. I’ve also read various parts of ”The Sandman” comic at various times and liked them. I also watched the first season of the Netflix adaptation (is there more seasons?) and found it decent, but nothing more.
For the past year or so, Gaiman has been accused of being, let’s say, a less than fantastic person. It’s hard to not think about that when reading/listening to his works, but I always try to not let that stop me from enjoying a work of art. If a person has committed a crime they should be punished for it, regardless of whether they are ”artists” or not. However, in my opinion, a piece of art could still, and should still, be enjoyed even if one or more of the artists behind it is a piece of shit.1
That being said, it’s hard to listen to various parts of ”The Sandman” with the recent accusations in mind and not think that it is probably the work of someone who is somewhat fucked up.
So did I enjoy it? Yes, most of it, but not all of it.
Nighttime, just days after Midsummer Nights Eve. I’m sitting on the backyard deck, an old fashioned next to me and my hand on my computer keyboard. This is probably my absolute favorite part of the year.
I just finished Rita Hayworth and Shawshank Redemption and now I’m holding back tears and I need to write something down immediately.
I consider myself a fan of Stephen King. I want to say that came to King quite recently, all though when I looked up that post I realized that it’s eight years old this year so maybe ”recently” is a relative term. Anyway, for those eight years I’ve read quite a few of his novels and a couple of his short-stories and I pretty much love them all. Rita Hayworth and Shawshank Redemption is probably my all time favorite, thus far.
Unsurprisingly I’ve watched the film version quite a few times and I love it. Part of the magic of listening to this novella now is in my memories of the movie. Even though it is narrated by the wonderful Frank Mueller, some times I hear Red’s words in Morgan Freeman’s voice. I also see Freeman and Tim Robbinson in my mind’s eye.
But mostly the magic i King’s writing, and his impeccable ability to have empathy for his characters, and to make us readers feel for them. Red is by no means a saint. In fact, he is indeed a murderer. If we disconnect him from the story, and from Freeman’s portrait of him, we all agree that he should be behind bars. But I don’t thing anybody can read the novella, or watch the movie, and believe that he is not worthy of redemption, and of hope.
This feels very topical today, when there is an election year here in Sweden and much of the past for years, both from the current government and from the opposition, has been about being
tougher on crime, on locking people up for longer times, on making it easier to lock people up. I honestly think every single politician should read this novella this year, to at least have some empathy.
After finishing 2001 yesterday, I needed to start a new audiobook on my commute. I didn’t want to spend to much time choosing so I scrolled through the downloaded books on Prologue and ended up glancing on Stephen King’s Different Seasons, so I started Rita Hayworth and Shawshank Redemption.
I’ve watched the film version multiple times, but I’ve never read the ”short story” before. It hooked me right away so I’m already an hour and a halt into it.
Yesterday evening, after blogging about reading it, I finished 2001: A Space Odyssey and I really, really liked it. From what I’ve understood it has gotten some (maybe even a lot of) critique over the years for spelling things out in the ending part, rather than being artfully vague like Kubrick’s film. Personally, I prefer the spelled out version.
Keep in mind, it’s been at least ten years since the one and only time that I watched the movie so I’m working from old memories here. However, I do remember not ”getting it” in the end. Now, it’s perfectly fine to make a movie that not everybody ”gets”. It’s even okay to make a movie that you are not supposed to get.1 But 2001 seems like a movie that has a clear narrative, but then decides to make the ending abstract even though nothing up until that point has been like that.
By contrast, by spelling things out the book can focus on the ideas and present them in a clear way.
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