CBS has announced their fall 2011 schedule. Of the two new genre shows, one may or may not count as genre to some viewers. A Gifted Man is about a man whose deceased ex-wife starts guiding him from the hereafter, which airs opposite Chuck in its new Friday night time slot. Unforgettable is about a police officer who is incapable of forgetting anything, except the details of her sister’s murder. Outside the genre, a new J. J. Abrams show, Person of Interest, is a detective show about preventing crimes which takes over CSI‘s Thursday night timeslot. CSI moves to Wednesdays, after Criminal Minds.
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This is one of those weeks with a doorcrasher so highly anticipated that most other studios avoided the same release date. Unless, of course, they could piggyback a related product. Expect a lot of superhero titles on Tuesday.
Moving pictures! With voices! And dialog by Joss Whedon!
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“Few movies are specifically tailored for appeal to those on controlled substances….”
–Andrew Borntregger, Badmovies.org.
“A bunch of people got really fucked up on drugs and made a movie.”
—Some Guy at a Party, the 1980s.
“I’m from Connecticut. I kill with my cunt.”
–Margaret, Liquid Sky
Our second summer Sunday feature, an 80s cult film, has found faint new life on DVD. No film about alien contact has ever played quite like this before or since. Warning: content may be unsuited to all kinds of people. I dispense entirely with spoiler/censorship tags in the main body of the review.
Rampant rumours over the past couple of weeks have
now been officially confirmed by multiple sources,
such as this
one. The upcoming Superman movie,
expected for summer of 2006, will star little known
Routh as the man of steel, little known actress
Bosworth as Lois Lane, and the remarkably gifted
Spacey as Lex Luthor. The creative team includes
Singer, and writers Michael
Dougherty and Dan
Harris. Singer, Harris, and Dougherty previously
collaborated on X2: X-Men
Its headlamps were eyes now, predictably, bristling with thick wire lashes, its cowcatcher a jawful of protruding teeth. The hug tusks of wilderness animals were strapped and bolted to them. The front nub of its chimney wore a huge welded nose, the smokestack ajut from it in nonsense anatomy. Sharpened girders gave it horns. And behind that enormous unwieldy face the engine was crowded with trophies and totems. The skulls and chitin headcases of a menagerie glared dead ferocity from its flanks: toothy and agape, flat, eyeless, horned, lamprey-mouthed with cilia-teeth, bone-ridged, shockingly human, intricate. Where they had them the trophies’ skins were tanned, drabbed by preservation, bones and teeth mazed with cracks and discoloured by smoke. The befaced engine wore dead like a raucous hunter god.
Imagine science and technology came to Middle-Earth. Now imagine that in place of hobbits, orcs, elves, and ents, you have steam-cyborgs, amphibious vodyanoi, insect-headed khepri, vegetable cactacae, ab-dead vampires, and a hundred other races. In place of epic heroism, imagine people so morally murky that Sauron would walk away from the worst of them in disgust. Mix SF, fantasy, steampunk, and maritime epic, people the result with psychologically complex (and complexed) characters, and have a gifted writer tell the tale. The world is Bas-Lag, created by China Mieville. He introduced it in Perdido Street Station and revisited it in The Scar, both extraordinary books by an extraordinary literary talent.
In 2004 he published his third and most political Bas-Lag novel, Iron Council.
Imagine science and technology came to Middle-Earth. Now imagine that it’s not Middle-Earth, but Bas-Lag, and in place of hobbits, orcs, elves, and ents, you have remade humans, amphibious vodyanoi, desert-born cactacae, and gargoyle-like wyvern. In place of epic heroism, imagine cross-motivated realpolitik. Mix SF, fantasy, steampunk, and urban drama, people the result with psychologically complex (and complexed) characters, and have an extraordinarily gifted writer tell the tale. The book is China Miéville’s Perdido Street Station, the mind-bending predecessor to this year’s Hugo-nominated The Scar.
Imagine science and technology came to Middle-Earth. Now imagine that it’s not Middle-Earth, but Bas-Lag, and in place of hobbits, orcs, elves, and ents, you have steam-cyborgs, crays, cactacae, and ab-dead. Instead of epic heroism, imagine people so morally murky that Sauron would walk away from the worst of them in disgust. Mix SF, fantasy, steampunk, and traveller’s tale, people the result with psychologically complex (and complexed) characters, and have an extraordinarily gifted writer tell their stories. The book is The Scar by China Mieville, and I suspect it will receive my vote for best novel at this year’s Hugo Awards.