Monday, January 21, 2013

MLK Day Music Club: some songs and pieces


Happy King Day! May there be peace, freedom and justice for all of us.

A decent slideshow of MLK, Jr. quotations (courtesy Bill Crider). [vanished and kind-of replaced.]

The Staple Singers: "Freedom Highway"


Charles Mingus Band: "Original Faubus Fables"


Gil Scott-Heron: "Johannesburg"


Harry Belafonte: "Don't Stop the Carnival"


Miriam Makeba and Harry Belafonte: "Khawuleza"

Nina Simone: "Backlash Blues"


Abbey Lincoln/Max Roach band: "Tears for Johannesburg" and "Triptych: Prayer, Protest, Peace"

Tom Lehrer: "National Brotherhood Week"


The Weavers: "If I Had a Hammer"


Dave Brubeck/Gerry Mulligan Quartet with Paul Desmond: "Truth"

from the choral work Truth Is Fallen by Brubeck, memorializing the students killed at Kent State and Jackson State

Sweet Honey in the Rock: "We Are the Ones"


Miriam Makeba: "A Piece of Ground"


Mahalia Jackson: "Keep Your Hand to the Plow"

live version with the Duke Ellington Orchestra

Mavis Staples: "Keep Your Eyes on the Prize"


Sunday, January 20, 2013

FFM: some first issues of fantasy magazines

Actually, the second issue, 1950, w/expanded title...
Cover by George Salter
This week, the "forgotten" books links are being compiled by Evan Lewis (who goes by Dave Lewis in some circumstances) at his blog, Davy Crockett's Almanack of Mystery, Adventure and the Wild West. I'll be hosting the links the following Friday, and then Evan, and then me, and one more pass before founder Patti Abbott can regain access to reliable blog-propagation

Meanwhile, I hope I shall be able to put my mind back together for next week's links, but it's currently blown by the ease with which I was able to find information on three or four books online which had been eluding me for years, when I cast about for substitutes for the book I intended to do this week, which I haven't had time to finish, much less think about even long enough for a slapdash entry. Managing to dig out information on such somewhat enigmatic and/or influential books on my young reading as Eric Berger's anthology For Boys Only or Emile Schurmacher's Strange Unsolved Mysteries (and further discovering that this journeyman writer had a diverse if obscure career, writing paperback originals, men's sweat magazine articles and, earlier, for Collier's, as well as for the tv series Coronado 9--and, apparently, his daughter became a sort of small-time newspaper magnate) or Nancy Faulkner's Witches Brew could've made for a decent entry...if any of these books but the Berger were actually good...and remarkable the paths this kind of engine-searching can take one down, so that coming across a Reader's Digest imitation called This Month led indirectly to Pacific, a literary magazine at Mills College, indexed by Dennis Lien at the FictionMags Index pages, that published such diversely influential people on my life as Charles Neider (he of the large Mark Twain collections from Doubleday that I plunged through when about 10), Woody Guthrie, George P. Elliott and a slew of major poets, and Iola Brubeck, already married to husband Dave who was just starting to catch fire in the SF Bay area as a jazz musician and composer. Perhaps it's notable that Fantasy Records, formed to offer recordings of Brubeck's bands, stole its first label logo from the Salter-designed title logotype of F&SF.

But, for now, what I'm going to do is steal an excellent notion Evan has been engaging in at his blog, in showing early issue covers (in all their often off-point glory) of such important magazines as Weird Tales (a magazine that in its first year was only a very poor representative of how great and important it would become--not altogether unlike Black Mask in its first year), and run some of the covers from the subsequent first issues I have read...with some bare-bones comments I hope to augment later. 

Thanks to Evan for the inspiration...and apologies for any encroachment!  One thing I note in looking at the issues below, is how often some of the same bylines appear in various first issues  (and, with some stretching, including the second for F&SF)...Manly Wade Wellman, H. L. Gold,  Kris Neville, Theodore Sturgeon, Damon Knight...of course, all were either major writers, even if at the time up and comers, or in Gold's case, and perhaps in Neville's as well, examples of people who could've done even better as writers if they'd allowed themselves, or if life had allowed them, to do so...

1949; cover by Bill Stone
F&SF began life with a slightly goofy-looking photo cover (stablemate EQMM's photo covers were a mixed bag as well), and an issue that featured Theodore Sturgeon's charming, funny sf story "The Hurkle is a Happy Beast" (so the immediate expansion of the title wasn't too taxing) and a slew of reprints...Perceval Landon's "Thurnley Abbey" being the one which resonated enough with Ramsey Campbell to make his Fine Frights rarities anthology...though I remember enjoying that story, I can't for the life of me remember details.

The second issue includes Ray Bradbury's revised "The Exiles" (which had in an earlier form, "The Mad Wizards of Mars," appeared in the Canadian magazine Maclean's)  and Damon Knight's first story he was proud to claim, "Not with a Bang," a solid, grim joke story in the mode of his "To Serve Man"...and a more distinctively F&SF cover, by the staff genius, George Salter. (And...the first Gavagan's Bar story by Fletcher Pratt and L. Sprague de Camp...and a fine Robert Arthur, in his "Murchison Morks" series...and the first and best of the Papa Schimmelhorn stories by R. Bretnor...all firmly establishing a fine tall-tale tradition of fantasy and borderline sf in the magazine. Interesting how much of the horror fiction in the first two issues comes from reprints...but there was so much more good horror fiction to reprint than either gentler fantasies or sf.)


Contents of the first two issues, courtesy ISFDb:

The Magazine of Fantasy, Fall 1949
Publisher: Mystery House, Inc. (The American Mercury, essentially, and Mercury Mystery, Ellery Queen's Mystery Magazine and offshoots)
The Magazine of Fantasy and Science Fiction, Winter-Spring 1950
Publisher: Fantasy House, Inc.


1939; cover by H.W. Scott
The first issue has the cover novel by Russell, and, perhaps even more brilliant, "Trouble with Water" by H. L. Gold and "Where Angels Fear..." by Manly Wade Wellman. Unz.org lets you read this issue. John W. Campbell, already well on his way to revolutionizing the sf field with his work as editor of Astounding Science Fiction, reportedly in his heart of hearts preferred fantasy fiction, or at least seized upon the excuse of the relatively paranoid premise of Russell's novel (which is sf by any reasonable measure) to launch a magazine that would specialize in the kind of one-fantasticated-element fantasy that H. G. Wells and , latterly, Thorne Smith had specialized in (Smith being a consistent bestseller before his rather early death, in the years just before this magazine's founding). Despite encouraging better-written and, famously, more realistically extrapolated (or "hard") sf in his sf magazine, JWC was also a lifelong fan of fringe science, and would also push that in both fiction and nonfictional work in the magazine...with some not altogether healthy effects, eventually. His colleague, Ray Palmer, at Ziff-Davis's fiction magazines, tended to push rather more adventure-oriented and stereotypically "pulpy" fiction, but also had some interest in fringe science and mysticism that would eventually make its mark in his magazines, and beyond...Palmer was one of the great early advocates of UFOs as alien visitors, for example. Palmer would eventually leave fiction-magazine publishing (per se) in favor of such titles as Fate, and turn his last sf magazine, Other Worlds, into Flying Saucers from Other Worlds for its last issues.

Feature Novel 
Sinister Barrier by Eric Frank Russell, pp. 9-94 - PDF

Short Stories 
Who Wants Power? by Mona Farnsworth, pp. 95-106 - PDF
Dark Vision by Frank Belknap Long, pp. 107-116 - PDF
Trouble With Water by H.L. Gold, pp. 117-130 - PDF
"Where Angels Fear---" by Manly Wade Wellman, pp. 131-136 - PDF
Closed Doors by A.B.L. Macfadyen, Jr., pp. 137-150 - PDF
Death Sentence by Robert Moore Williams, pp. 151-164 - PDF 

Cover by H.W. Scott, - PDF

1939; cover by Rudolph Belarski

Strange Stories is my entry for this title at the PulpWiki; as noted there, it was founded in 1939, a very good year for fantasy-fiction pulp titles in the US (Unknown, Famous Fantastic Mysteries, and the originally sf-oriented Fantastic Adventures were all launched that year, as well, as was Startling Stories at the same house as Strange, though Startling would last much longer and only very occasionally mix in anything more fantasy than sf). The Thrilling Group didn't seem to have much faith in this title...Mort Weisinger's editorial byline was nowhere in evidence  (and they folded the magazine as soon as he left to edit DC Comics), it didn't get house ads with the sf title Thrilling Wonder Stories nor its other stablemates, and while it wasn't a first-rate magazine to judge by the first issue, the only one I've read, it was certainly on par with their other titles under Weisinger. Even the cover of this issue is more suggestive, to me at least, of the "shudder" pulps, which emphasized fake-supernatural villains often torturing (with graphic description) their victims--S&M Scooby-Doo fiction, as it's often been referred to (and it has had some continuing influence and heirs). The Manly Wade Wellman story is the best here (and the best-remembered work the magazine would publish), though the pair each from Bloch and Kuttner are certainly pleasant enough, though not by any means either writer at the top of his game.

From ISFDb: Contents:

1952; cover by Barye Phillips and Leo Summers
Fantastic, of course, would end up serving as one of the most durable of fantasy-fiction magazines in the US, and two years after its founding in 1952 was merged with Fantastic Adventures, giving it roots going back, as noted above, to 1939. But it was launched as a departure by publishers Ziff-Davis and editor Howard Browne (also a writer who a bit of a Raymond Chandler disciple), who had been noting the falling fortunes of their pulp line (by 1952, they had folded all but FA and their sf title Amazing Stories; such once-profitable items as Mammoth Mystery and Mammoth Adventure were long gone), and they were well on their way to becoming what Ziff-Davis/ZD has been over the decades since, a publisher of large-format specialized nonfiction magazines (and their offshoots on cable television and the web)...but B.G. Davis, particularly, had an affection for fiction magazines, and Browne, who had succeeded Ray Palmer as fiction magazine editor for ZD, was never a great fan of sf, and particularly pulp sf, and more than game to attempt a semi-slick new fantasy/sf magazine that might feature crime-fiction crossover appeal...Ziff-Davis had even had aborted plans to remake Amazing thus in 1950, going as far as to produce an "ashcan" (non-distributed dummy) issue of what that might look like, but they waited till launching Fantastic to remake Amazing as its slightly less-interesting twin (Amazing's first semi-slick issue had as a cover story a sfnal joke, theoretically written by then-hot gossip-mongers Lait and Mortimer, called "Mars Confidential!"...in the manner of their bestselling books such as New York Confidential! and such, which presumably lent their name to the hugely successful Confidential! magazine soon thereafter). Fantastic got the big prize in its first year, a story from Mickey Spillane (easily the bestselling fiction writer in the world at the time) which had been mentioned in a Life magazine profile of Spillane...and there was part of the rub, the story Spillane submitted was apparently 1) completely "spoiled" in the Life article and 2) extremely awful, by Browne's lights, so he ghosted another (much to Spillane's apparent eventual irritation), "The Veiled Woman," and the third issue of Fantastic reportedly sold over 300,000 copies (an enormous amount for a fiction magazine at any time). The Browne is a good pastiche that only rarely ventures over into parody. But, for this first issue, Browne's relatively nonchalant attitude toward sf and perhaps editing generally was still on display...for the fiction, while paid for at a then impressive 5c/word (the other US fiction magazines in sf and fantasy were then able to pay 3c/word as their regular top rate, and most didn't pay that well), was a very mixed bag:

Contents (from ISFDb)("fep" is front endpaper, or inside the front cover..."They Write" being author blurbs attributed to the writers themselves; a reproduction of Pierre Roy's painting "Danger on the Stairs" is on the back cover, an odd attempt at "class"):
The most memorable story in the issue is the Asimov, a charming fantasy about What If a young married couple, riding on a train on a seat facing that of a man capable of showing them alternate realities, had never met. Ray Bradbury's "The Smile" is probably the best-known story from the issue, which seems to assume that 1) the Mona Lisa is painted on canvas, and 2) it was likely to have been on loan to some midwestern US gallery when armageddon struck. The Neville and the Outlaw are solid, decent fantasy stories, while the Gold and the Miller are examples of the weaker work by these writers; Gold, particularly, is better remembered as an editor (see directly below) than as a writer, despite such occasional brilliant work as "Trouble with Water" (see above).  The Hickey and the Fairman are utterly routine sf stories, from writers (like Browne) who had been part of Ray Palmer's stable of regular contributors, and while Sam Martinez's fantasy is slightly less overfamiliar, only very slightly less, in its account of a woman so annoying that Hell won't have her. This is the only story credited to Martinez in ISFDb, so I wonder idly if this is another Browne ghost job.  I must admit I have no memory of the Chandler (a "classic" reprint from a little magazine from only a year or three previous), despite reading it when I read the rest of the issue, some 35 years ago...I barely remember the Outlaw, other than thinking it was a better Bradbury than the Bradbury was.


1953; cover by Richard Powers
Of course, one of the inspirations to Ziff-Davis in attempting a "slicker" set of fiction magazines was the breakout commercial as well as artistic success of Galaxy Science Fiction magazine, launched 1950, with H. L. Gold as editor. Magazines which are in the black financially within the first several issues were as rare then as they are now, and Galaxy had made every effort to have a sophisticated package of design and content, though being published on relatively lesser-grade paper hampered that a bit. Gold, like Browne, only less casually so, (and like Campbell, probably) preferred good fantasy even to good sf, and a few years into Galaxy's run was secure enough to attempt an Unknown-like companion to the sf title...the then-smashing success of Fantastic for ZD probably didn't hinder the timing of Beyond's release, in 1953, with a cover format that aped that of Galaxy (only with a black half-border around the cover illustration rather than a white one), and a first cover from Richard Powers, in his Surrealist (particurlarly Tanguy)-influenced mode. 

Contents (from ISFDb):



  • 2 • Beyond • essay by H. L. Gold
  • 4 • . . . And My Fear Is Great . . . • novella by Theodore Sturgeon
  • 4 • . . . And My Fear Is Great . . . • interior artwork by Ashman
  • 60 • All of You • short story by James V. McConnell
  • 60 • All of You • interior artwork by Balbalis
  • 69 • The Day the World Ended • short story by Frank M. Robinson
  • 69 • The Day the World Ended • interior artwork by James
  • 79 • The Springbird • short story by Roger Dee
  • 79 • The Springbird • interior artwork by Barth
  • 92 • Babel II • novelette by Damon Knight
  • 92 • Babel II • interior artwork by Ed Emshwiller [as by Emsh ]
  • 116 • Share Alike • short story by Jerome Bixby and Joe E. Dean
  • 116 • Share Alike • interior artwork by Kossin
  • 128 • The Wedding • short story by Richard Matheson
  • 128 • The Wedding • interior artwork by John Fay
  • 136 • Eye for Iniquity • novelette by T. L. Sherred
  • 136 • Eye for Iniquity • interior artwork by Sibley


  • I also bought and first read this issue 35 years ago...in 1978, when these relics from the early 1950s seemed ancient, in their quarter-century-old status (I was just over half as old as they, after all). My memory over the years has faded heavily in regard to the Robinson, the Dee (which I remember as wistful), the Bixby and Dean (which I remember as clever),  and the Matheson. "All of You" seemed both heavyhanded and funny, but certainly is memorable enough, as a sort of inversion of "The Lovers" by Philip Jose Farmer (published not too long before to much attention in Startling Stories); "Babel II" (which I had seen in an anthology a few years before) was deft and funny and, like Sinister Barrier, could easily slip into any sf context. Sherred's "Eye for Iniquity" remains my second-favorite story by him, sharing with his debut sf story "E for Effort" not just a title format but a healthy disrespect for authority figures. The Sturgeon was impressive to me at the time, as well, and I should reread it, dealing as it did with repressed sexuality and envy in a way that would turn out to be very common coin in Beyond, a magazine more than any other I've read (though the comic magazine Help! came close) that clearly desperately wanted to be more open about its sexual concerns than it thought it was allowed to be (similarly, there's a not quite blatantly sexualized context to the vampire story by Bixby and Dean). If fantasy fiction if often even more fraught thus than most other forms of fiction (reaching as does so openly into the subconscious), few if any magazines in the field have felt that so intensely than Beyond...edited by the very hands-on, psychologically-oriented, and, at the time, extremely afflicted (by agoraphobia and an obsessive perfectionism, most obviously) Gold.


    1973; cover by Tim Kirk
    Skipping ahead a couple of decades, in part because I never have gotten around to picking up the first issues of such 1960s magazines as the Magazine of Horror,  Worlds of Fantasy, Shock, nor Gamma, nor such important little magazines in the field as Macabre nor Space and Time nor Trumpet nor Weirdbook, it's notable to me how relatively modest the soon clangorous Whispers magazine (edited and published by Stuart David Schiff) was at the beginning of its run as probably the most important of 1970s little magazines in the fantasy and horror fields:

    -which in no way is meant to slight the contents of the first issue (including short fiction from Joseph Payne Brennan, Brian Lumley and David Riley...though I'm least fond, in Lumley's work, of his Lovecraftian pieces). But soon Whispers would be packed with fine fiction (and relatively little of the amusing verse of this first issue, that last rather a pity).


    1993, cover by David Malin
    And we then jump ahead another two decades (as I never have gotten around to picking up the first issues of even such likely titles as The Twilight Zone Magazine, its offshoot Night Cry, and such notable other little magazines as Grue or Cemetery Dance...to another little magazine that impressed even more than such contemporaries as Strange Plasma and Century, the unfortunately-titled Crank! (edited and published by Bryan Cholfin, d/b/a Broken Mirrors Press in the latter capacity)...I managed to miss the first issues of these others, as well, and even of the magazine that would publish my first short story, Algis Budrys's Tomorrow Speculative Fiction...it was too easy to miss the first issues in those days...but Crank! was even better than the Budrys magazine, or the rather good, with bad covers, sf magazine Science Fiction Age, or its eventual fantasy companion, for a number of years filling the hole left on newstands by the folding of Fantastic (in 1980--officially, Amazing incorporated it) and Twilight Zone (in 1989), Realms of Fantasy (1994-2011)...I missed their first issues, too...

    Contents:



  • 3 • Clap if You Believe • short story by Robert Devereaux
  • 11 • Punctuated Evolution • short story by Garry Kilworth
  • 21 • Mortal Remains • short story by Rosaleen Love
  • 32 • Wax Me Mind • short story by A. A. Attanasio
  • 44 • His Oral History • short story by Jonathan Lethem
  • 49 • Blumfeld, an Elderly Bachelor • short story by Carter Scholz
  • 57 • The Thief, the Princess, and the Cartesian Circle • short story by Gwyneth Jones
  • 70 • Hymenoptera • short story by Michael Blumlein

  • It's also a sad fact of my memory that I clearly remember reading this issue, and enjoying all the stories (though future issues would be even better) but even the story by my friend A. A. Attanasio doesn't resolve clearly enough for me to say what it was about at this moment...as I could for his story "Ink from the New Moon" published a year before...so, at least to this extent, these are indeed "forgotten" stories...very good forgotten stories (at least I thought so at the time) I should reacquaint myself with...some day! Crank! had an impressive roster of contributors throughout its run, and The Best of Crank! volume as well as its issues are highly recommended.

    Related post: Fantastic's 6th editor, Barry Malzberg, interviews its third, Cele Goldsmith/Lalli.
    Also: October 1978 issues of the four bestselling US fantasy magazines at that time...

    Tuesday, January 15, 2013

    Tuesday's Overlooked Films and/or Other A/V: the links

    Thanks as always to all the contributors to the reviews and citations linked to below, and to all you readers; as usual, some additional links and posts are likely to be added over the course of the day, and if I've overlooked your or someone else's post, please feel free to let me know in comments (and apologies for some bad links last week that I'm just now discovering)...thanks again.

    Bill Crider: Sleeping Beauty (1959 animated feature) [trailer]

    Brian Arnold: Doctor, Doctor (1989-91 television series)

    BV Lawson: Media Murder

    Elizabeth Foxwell: Three Husbands

    Evan Lewis: A Year's Worth of Overlooked Films (and other A/V)

    George Kelley: Hyde Park on the Hudson

    Iba Dawson: Pleasantville

    Ivan G. Shreve, Jr.: Safety Last and other Harold Lloyd films

    Jack Seabrook: John Collier on TV: "None Are So Blind" (Alfred Hitchcock Presents:)

    Jackie Kashian: Beth Lapides and The UnCabaret

    James Reasoner: The John Larroquette Show

    Jeff Flugel: The Omega Man

    Jerry House: You Bet Your Life with Groucho Marx (radio/tv)

    ...with Lord Buckley

    John Charles: Raptor

    Laura: Background to Danger

    Lucy Brown: Of Human Bondage (1934)

    Martin Edwards: Father Brown

    Marty McKee: Battle Beneath the Earth

    Michael Shonk: The Fifth Corner

    Mike Tooney: Don Matteo


    Patti Abbott: That Was the Week That Was (US version and UK original)


    Prashant Trikannad: [Animals Are] Beautiful People

    Randy Johnson: Red Light

    Rick: Hugo Haas

    Rod Lott: My Dear Killer


    The Corner
    Ron Scheer: The Corner

    Scott Cupp: Six-String Samurai

    Sergio Angelini: Surprise Villains

    Stacia Jones: Una Merkel

    Stephen Bowie: Cliff Osmond

    Todd Mason: One More Train to Rob; Nothing Personal (2009); podcasts and radio quizzes; dance and animation to The Rite of Spring

    Vince Keenan: The Nickel Ride

    Yvette Banek: Television: I Hardly Miss You:
    Anastasia

    some Overlooked a/v: NOTHING PERSONAL (2009 feature), ONE MORE TRAIN TO ROB, several podcasts, etc.

    Nothing Personal, the first feature by Polish-born Dutch writer/director Urszula Antoniak, seems to encourage people to project upon it, filling in details that are not actually provided nor really necessary to enjoy this beautifully-shot, if dramatically somewhat slight, film. It begins with Anne (Lotte Verbeek) watching from (presumably) her emptied (Amsterdam?) apartment as various folk go through her household possessions out on the street below; divorced, widowed or merely leaving (various sources assume one or another of these, though the film doesn't confirm any), she pulls a wedding ring from her finger as she leaves the empty apartment. We next see her hiking/hitchhiking down what turn out to be coastal highways in Ireland, stopping at a picnic spot to retrieve a sandwich from the garbage, to the discomfort of an Irish family at a nearby table. She somewhat brusquely greets them and asks them for a lift, in English that sounds slightly Irish- as well as Dutch-accented (later, she will speak a few phrases in Gaelic); the mother of the family refuses, given their children. Anne takes this in stride, and gets a lift from a truck-driver who eventually begins to unzip his fly, causing her to throw her backpack out of the truck and take a dive after it; when he stops, shouting at her, she simply wordlessly shouts back at him till he leaves, flustered. And, not long after, she spots a little house nestled on a peninsula, from which a small motorboat is leaving...and she wanders down, breaks in, and makes herself briefly at home, rearranging the hanging coffee mugs in the kitchen so that they all face the same way, and rolling around in the large bed naked, careful to leave it after a night's sleep much the way she found it except for a long red hair from her head nestled among the sheets. 


    This turns out to be the home of Martin (Stephen Rea), a widowed man of not quite apparent occupation, though he might be primarily a lobsterman, as he has a few traps near his house, and goes off for daylong trips or so perhaps to check and harvest more distant snares. He returns to his house to find Anne sitting on a bench outside; she snarls at him when he asks her name, and in sudden anger he kicks the bench hard enough to knock her off it, suggesting she needn't be so rude. That bit of pleasantry aside, they soon fall into a mutual agreement, that he'll feed her if she helps him with his garden. A garden full of vegetables that must be very tolerant of salt not only from the sea air, but from the masses of seaweed he uses as mulch, which the film takes special care to display being shifted about by Anne's hands. Since neither party is as much a conversationalist as a music lover and reader, they agree to have a relation in which they ask Nothing Personal of each other, nor tell...whether it be personal history nor emotional support. But Martin can't abide Anne's living out of her tent on a patch of his fields for long, and installs her in a guest room in his house; he also seems to be afflicted by something that at first looks like it might be simple drunkenness, but quickly is revealed to be an unspecified medical condition, controlled to some extent by prescription drugs, but which could kill him. After their first breakthroughs in cooking for each other and beginning to chat each other up at meals, he asks her to watch over him one night, for fear that he might die. She agrees...they spend the night in bed together, but it is purposefully left vague whether they engaged in actual sexual activity at any time during the night.


    The film continues, thus, often wittily and always picturesquely limning their ever-more intimate relation, as they have a night on the small town nearby and continue to grow more domestic...and they learn about each other, both breaching the other's trust a bit in doing so. (The film has chapter headings that work in theoretically reverse chronological order in relation to the events portrayed, so that their first meeting occurs in the chapter entitled "The End of the Affair.")

    ***[Climactic events described below; though plot is not the strength of this film.]

    After a brief incident that leaves her slightly frightened of him, and him apparently a bit disturbed at his own aggression toward her, they approach the likelihood of a long-term romantic and sexual affair, at which point he somehow (overdose? underdose?) commits a quiet suicide, leaving his house and possessions to her with a note that he'd made it all legal before offing himself. She then takes her leave, and checks in to a Spanish hotel in the closing scene, alone again. 



    Meanwhile, One More Train to Rob is not nearly an allusive, mostly two-person drama, but instead a very boldly-stated, at times overstated, large (and impressive) cast going about various sorts of frequently illegitimate business in Gold Rush California. A crew of ambitious and devious train robbers (led by George Peppard's Harker Fleet and to some extent by John Vernon's Timothy X. Nolan and Diana Muldaur's Katy) have made an impressive haul, only to have Fleet caught off-guard by a young woman claiming he'd impregnated her, and her two brothers ready to make sure Fleet marries her. This leads to Fleet almost inadvertently assaulting a police officer, and sentenced to a chain gang for three years...of which he serves slightly less for good behavior. On his way back to the town where Katy, his girlfriend, and Nolan are likely to have his share of the proceeds stashed away, Fleet comes across deputies from the town attempting to steal gold from a Chinese immigrant Tong mining camp; Fleet helps the Chinese miners foil the robbery and a kidnap attempt, and with them takes the deputies into town under citizens' arrest; this attracts considerable attention from the townsfolk, including a young woman prostitute, Ah Toy (France Nuyen), who seems startled to see the Chinese men in town, and the utterly unappreciative sheriff. It turns out that Nolan and Katy have wed, and are the town's aristocracy now, employing among others the brother of one of the arrested deputies. Fleet determines that Nolan engineered his confrontation with the brothers and the lawman that led to his chain-gang sentence, and does his best to figure a method of revenge against Nolan that might get Katy back...and finds that making common cause with the Chinese miners while pretending to betray them for Nolan's benefit (and getting Ah Toy out of the prostitution contract she sold herself into with her madam, Marie Windsor, to finance her family's return to China some months before) are means to that end.


    This 1971 release, written by William Roberts, Don Tait and Dick Nelson and directed by journeyman Andrew McLaglen, is a curious mix of elements, beyond its impressive cast. Early on, particularly, some of the humor involved in the robbery caper, and the events around it, is almost childishly broad, but that's leavened with a knowing concern with the uglier aspects of life as the characters live it, treating with racism, rigid social roles, and petty thuggishness in a relatively unblinking way. I saw it on Encore Western, with an almost "standard" "windowbox" 4:3 aspect ratio, and it didn't look too cropped, if at all, suggesting it was made with television showings in mind, even though it was given a theatrical release. Certainly the Chinese-American characters are portrayed in a positive light, without making them into plaster saints; the sexual components to the principals' interaction isn't slighted nor even oversimplified, once past the opening attempts at easy jokes, and even the strained camaraderie between Fleet and Nolan is given some depth.

    And what makes these two rather good, not quite excellent films an interesting contrast is the degree to which they embody the yearnings of a lot of women and of men, in ways that are not so very often laid out thus. Anne, in Nothing Personal, seeks to be a free agent, unencumbered by her previous life or anything else, if she can help it...she's a pretty young woman, but also autonomous and proudly so, not about to take guff from anyone, ready to make her way on her own or in as equal a partnership as possible with a compatible spirit...and when she finds such a spirit, she's both willing to make a life with him, or not, as he chooses (it doesn't hurt, from the point of view of the identifying audience, that she could enchant a man and also have done so with one willing to sacrifice for her benefit). Ultimately, she remains her own woman, not caught in the interconnections that stereotypically define a woman's role in nearly every society, even more than they do a man's. Meanwhile, in One More Train, both Nolan from the outset and eventually Fleet see that what will bring them contentment is not the itinerant life of confidence trickstering and related sorts of theft, but settling down and establishing domestic and communal roots, taking a permanent place in society...something the Chinese men, and Ah Toy, are also striving to achieve. While the latter story is a bit more common than the former, particularly in film neither is the usual trend, where men are questing and women are nesting, entirely too often. 


    Janet Varney and Alison Rosen
    Ophira Eisenberg
    Adding to the long (and still reasonably accurate) list of (mostly comic) podcasts and radio series I listen to, I'll slip in a citation here for Alison Rosen Is Your New Best Friend, the personal podcast of collaborator on, and news anchor for, the Adam Carolla series, Alison Rosen. I first heard Rosen in conversation with comedian, actor, HuffPostLive newschat anchor and comedy festival organizer Janet Varney, who has a podcast, The JV Club,  on the Nerdist network, devoted to quizzing women who've met at least some of their lofty goals...about how they managed to do just that, and how they managed to survive their teen years and young adulthood to do so. And NPR decided they wanted another comedy quiz show--hey, if the BBC can have several--so added the rather charming and certainly geekish Ask Me Another with Ophira Eisenberg as host to their lineup. Worth a listen. 

    Saturday, January 12, 2013

    Saturday Music Club: choreography to Stravinsky's THE RITE OF SPING

    I have been the merest dabbler as an audience for dance, while appreciative (though the notion that ballerinas, and of course only ballerinas, should sacrifice their feet to en pointe strikes me at my distance as yet another iteration of "high-culture" hostility to women's health...if less pervasive than stupid shoes and less, if not enough less, damaging than footbinding). But listening to Greg Proops's podcast the other day, when in passing he strove to remember what bit of Fantasia was devoted to The Rite of Spring, got me thinking about how I'd never actually seen any productions of dance to this work...one wonders if the childishly hostile audience to its first performance would have been driven to more permanent distraction by any of the latter-day stagings...and at least of few of the excerpts below are probably Not Safe for Work, given that they employ nudity or translucent costume; they are essentially arranged here in rising "levels of explicitness"...given the reports of the rape and beatings in Delhi sparking a movement against official nonchalance by Indian police agencies (and the larger culture), perhaps the Preljojac struck a particular nerve for me, not least due to the performance of Nagisa Shirai as principal dancer/sacrificial virgin. 

    PBS series Keeping Score:

    Watch Stravinsky's Rite of Spring on PBS. See more from Keeping Score.

    from Fantasia:


    Pina Bausch:

    Part 2
    Part 3
    Part 4

    Maurice Béjart:


    Angelin Preljojac: