Sunday, April 23, 2023

From the TV GUIDE blog for MASTERS OF SCIENCE FICTION: on the adaptation of "Jerry Was a Man" by Robert A. Heinlein

TV GUIDE used to have, in its website, blogs for various television series, and, as a staffer, I wrote the entries for a number of those blogs, beginning with the ABC-TV series Masters of Science Fiction (4-25 August 2007)...other blogs I wrote for have old, now-"repurposed" links in the column at the right side of full-screen views of the blog here. MoSF was a companion series to the Showtime series Masters of Horror, and had six episodes in total, only four of which were broadcast by ABC as a summer replacement/filler series (the cable channel Space in Canada ran all six shortly thereafter, and the series was offered on DVD). I interviewed Harlan Ellison, sadly bedridden at that point, for his participation in and background for the articles I wrote. Here's the text of of the "Jerry Was a Man" as I've just found it in my drafts file.

The episode, as currently available ("free, with ads") on Roku.

“Jerry Was a Man” is the slickest and most handsomely-produced of the three episodes shown by ABC so far, and it’s based on a short story by probably the most influential of American science fiction writers of the Twentieth Century, Robert A. Heinlein—2007 is the centennial of his birth. Not the best American sf writer of the century (though many would give him that, too), but the most influential in part in demonstrating the ease with which one could sketch in details to give a sense of otherness in his fiction…but otherness in which his characters were entirely at home (unless there was some reason they shouldn’t be). And ingenuity, both in sociological speculation and in story construction, was often his strong suit, particularly in the work he published in the first decade or so of his sf-writing career, beginning with a story in John Campbell’s magazine Astounding Science Fiction in 1939. This story was first published in a competing magazine, Samuel Merwin’s Thrilling Wonder Stories, eight years later, by which timeHeinlein had established himself as a superstar in the sf field, and had also begun publishing sf stories in the hugely popular general-interest "slick"-paper magazines of the time, such as Collier’s and The Saturday Evening Post, when they were multi-million-copy-selling staples of many Americans’ reading.

Heinlein was also a Californian for most of his early adult life, and prone to satirical observation; the potential for a somewhat updated skewering of the idle rich of a certain flavor, among others, is probably what attracted the deft satirist Michael Tolkin to this story…Tolkin wrote the  screenplay for and directed this episode. It’s not in the same league as such previous Tolkin works as The Player or The Rapture, nor, clearly, was it meant to be, so much as a bit of fun at the expense of self-satisfied crusaders, such as Anne Heche portrays here, corporate greed and insensitivity, as personified by Malcolm MacDowell’s character’s genetic-modification factory, and of other targets as they arise…down to an otherwise sober judge in the trial at the center of the drama all but clapping her hands as some audiovisual footage is submitted in evidence. “I like videos,” she purrs.

The "Jerry" of the title is one of a series of manufactured androids, genetically modified clones which are (somewhat improbably) put to use as extreme inexpensive slave labor, since they have been created with only very limited desires and abilities, or so their manufacturers argue. The Van Vogels, an excruciatingly wealthy couple (and named for writing friends of Heinlein, the van Vogts), seek from the same manufacturers an item that will trump a country-club rival’s six-legged dachshund.

When told their desire for a live Pegasus is impractical, they settle for a miniature elephant (the size of a toy poodle) which can write the sentence “I like you” in cursive with a pen clutched in its trunk, and also insist on taking a mine-sweeping android, or “Joe,” which they are allowed to lease rather than buy, since it has already been sold to a pet-food manufacturer…as raw material. Ms. Van Vogel becomes an advocate for Joes’ rights, and finds a lawyer who is ready to argue the case that their manufacturer has no right to execute the Joes when they outlive their usefulness. Jerry is demonstrated to be as capable of deception and selfishness as any other human, and thus the case is won.

There are funny bits sprinkled throughout the episode, such as the geneticist’s rant criticizing himself for truckling to the Van Vogels and similar wealthy fools rather than doing work that will actually benefit humanity, or in Ms. Van Vogel’s sudden affectation of beret and Che Guevara t-shirt as she is interviewed for television news about her newfound advocacy (even if the latter is a particularly easy sort of joke). The animation of the miniature elephant ranges from acceptable to quite good indeed (I was reminded of the quite different sort of special effect used to create miniature elephants for the 1940 film version of The Thief of Baghdad). The framing of the shots at times seemed a bit odd: in the courtroom, one of the three judges is not only not heard from but barely can be seen in the image as broadcast, and a chat between Ms. Van Vogel and Jerry, during which they both lie in a bed, presumably intentionally has Heche’s head partially off the screen but for no obvious reason (at least when viewed as an analog broadcast in the 4:3 ratio). And I wonder if a telling point is intended by having the Joes speak in what sounds like a parody of what dialog Chinese-American characters were often given in westerns in decades past…one suspects the treatment of Chinese-American near-slave labor in California, and its effects on subsequent generations, didn’t escape the notice of either Heinlein  nor Tolkin. And I wonder how much the somewhat similar matters dealt with in L. Sprague de Camp’s short story “The Gnarly Man” inspired Heinlein to write this one.

Wednesday, April 19, 2023

Short Story Wednesday: BEST DETECTIVE STORIES OF THE YEAR: 23rd Annual Collection, edited by Anthony Boucher (Dutton, 1968)

Best Detective Stories of the Year: 23rd Annual Collection edited by Anthony Boucher (William White) (Dutton, 1968, 253pp, hardcover)


Sixth and last of the volumes in this series edited by "Anthony Boucher" (and this one even copyrighted in 1968 by his widow, Phyllis White), Boucher notes in his introduction his series of distracting illnesses over the last year and more, and apologizes for not including the innovation in the series he added upon succeeding David Cooke and "Brett Halliday" as editor, the Yearbook of the Detective Story...there are thus intimations that Boucher suspected this might be among his last works.

Also notable, the degree to which old favorites, among writers and magazines, are depended upon, and larger than even usual percentage of the book devoted to variously humorous crime fiction. He hadn't taken a story from Manhunt, a pale shadow of its glory days by the mid-'60s, since the '64 volume, nor any from Mike Shayne Mystery Magazine in this volume, nor do either have any citations in the "Honor Roll', leading to suspicions he might not have read their issues for '67 (or at least not charitably) and, lamenting the folding of The Saint Mystery Magazine in '67, he cites it as his second-favorite, after Ellery Queen's, with which he had a long and collegial relationship (ranging from publishing the first English-language translation of Borges's fiction in that magazine in the 1940s, to co-founding The Magazine of Fantasy and Science Fiction as Mercury Press's second fiction magazine per se, after EQMM in 1941, in 1949).

Ron Goulart, for example, began his professional career in the informal writer's workshop Boucher ran in his San Francisco Bay-area house, and Goulart's first professional sale was a reprint of his humor piece "Letters to the Editor", originally published in the U.C. Berkeley campus humor magazine Pelican, to F&SF in 1950. His story in this volume is an expert lampoon of Evan Hunter's "Ed McBain"-written "87th Precinct" series, with a special attention to, among other details, the incessance with which characters "cradle" their telephones rather than simply hang up. Likewise: "It bothered [Lt.] Terse sometimes that Megapolis City had the same street names as New York City. He had learned to work with it."

Jack Ritchie, another writer with at least a certain humorous touch to any of his impressive array of short stories, has two stories in this volume, the first being lead-off story "By Child Undone", Ritchie's slick and rather deft bit of fair-play detection writing (not his common mode); I guessed the gimmick, but not too long before Ritchie had the protagonist learn what it was. 

While the closing story is the only selection from The Saint magazine, and a clangorous one it is, Edward Hoch's early masterpiece "The Oblong Room", one which I first read in a "Hitchcock" anthology when I was about ten. The years have been kind to this bit of suspense fiction, and an early Captain Leopold story, with rather smoothly sensible handling of the potential kink and sexual minority aspects of the story helping to distinguish it deftly from too many of the other stories of the time, or since. Turns out to be far more sadly twisted than any of those aspects would drive...a very good story, and one which earned its Edgar Award for best short story of its year. It also deserved better proofreading than it got in this volume, with far more notable typos than the other stories seem to have...glad my first read, all those decades ago, looked less like the result of an optical scan of a grey photocopy. I suspect Boucher might well've passed by the time the galley of this one had been prepared, or was too close to it.

"Grendel Briarton" (Reginald or R. Bretnor) is represented here by one of his Ferdinand Feghoot pun stories, which Boucher is quick to note were a particular indulgence of his own in F&SF during his editorship, and Boucher was happy when Robert Mills, Boucher's successor as F&SF editor (and managing editor working with Frederic Dannay at EQMM, editor of Mercury Mystery Book/Magazine and Venture Science Fiction, both sadly folded as Mills stepped in at F&SF, and the continuing into the '60s Bestseller Mystery magazine)...happy when Mills continued to publish "feghoots", notable, Boucher notes, for not being solely pun stories, but pun stories (rather loosely) keyed to historical or "future-historical" events to spin their puns out of. This first post-F&SF example (Boucher somewhat disappointed Avram Davidson and Edward Ferman didn't share his enthusiasm for the series) appeared in the Sherlockian club organ The Baker Street Journal, and is about what one might expect from the series, cheerfully indulging in Holmes puns more heavily than any previous example chose to bang on about its targets. As someone who likes a good pun story...Fredric Brown could do them very well at times...this example is a bit of understandable nostalgia at play, and harmlessly brief. 

And in presenting Anthony Kerrigan's translation of Jorge Luis Borges's "The Dead Man", Boucher notes that Borges is his favorite living writer of any kind. Kerrigan, translating for the 1967 US version of A Personal Anthology, isn't quite as deft at the task as Borges himself and Norman Thomas di Giovanni would be a couple of years later, but essentially every predecessor is that much better than currently in-print Penguin's Anthony Hurley's butchery as to forgive nearly everything, in comparison. The Borges, which as Boucher notes, is an example of Borges making "the synopsis into an art form," also is part of JLB's career-long tribute to narrators from Lady Murasaki's on over to those from the earliest Arabic literature who continue to wish you to know things they describe might just have happened another way entirely. It's simply a pity that Boucher either didn't care for Borges's fantasy fiction, or, even more likely, didn't think F&SF readers would appreciate it. I certainly would've. This is, as Borges readers probably remember, a revenge story among the Argentine/Uruguayan criminal element.

Boucher is also very happy to feature one of Lawrence Treat's Homicide Squad/Alphabet stories, as every Boucher volume has, which Boucher credits as creating the template for police procedurals (more arguable than Boucher allows, but perhaps in terms of modern policing, more true than not) and the first of Joe Gores's DKA File stories, thus introducing the private detective procedural (same caveats, though in terms of realistic private detection, hard to argue with).

More to come after other tasks and needs attended to!

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Saturday, April 15, 2023

Saturday Music Club: some concerts and such, mostly rock, some jazz-pop

Some better recorded than others...

Aretha Franklin on The Steve Allen Show for Westinghouse stations and national syndication by them (the series that most influenced David Letterman's '80s chat show work), 1964...piano not always mic'd correctly, alas. (Clips-series repeats after first play.) 

"Lover, Come Back to Me"
"Rockabye Your Baby with a Dixie Melody"
"Won't Be Long"
"Skylark"
"Evil Gal Blues"
...then repeats the same sequence.

Fanny: 1971-73. and some later, television and related performances (click link for video combo, or this one for Beat Club gig in entirety.)

FLiP: Love the Toxic City, 2020

01. Tarantula - 0:00 02. ニル・アドミラリ - 3:26 03. カザーナ - 6:44 04. Dear Miss Mirror - 11:04 05. Shut Up, Men! - 14:14 06. 二十億光年の漂流 - 18:47 07. かごめかごめ - 22:22 08. ライラ - 26:26 09. Raspberry Rhapsody - 30:07 10. darkish teddy bear - 34:25 11. ホシイモノハ - 37:30 12. a will - 41:36 13. 永遠夜~エンヤ~ - 47:29 14. Log in “Rabbit Hole” - 53:27 15. CHERRY BOMB - 57:09 16. カミングアウト- 1:00:57 17. カートニアゴ - 1:04:17 18. 最後の晩餐 - 1:08:36 19. Bat Boy! Bat Girl! - 1:12:36 -Encore- 20. 平成ジュラシック - 1:18:51 21. ナガイキス - 1:24:45

The Dream Syndicate at Rockpalast, 2017

1. Halloween 00:00:00 2. The Circle 00:06:48 3. 80 West 00:11:03 4. Armed With An Empty Gun 00:15:07 5. Like Mary 00:19:28 6. Out Of My Head 00:24:50 7. Filter Me Through You 00:28:50 8. Burn 00:32:33 9. Whatever You Please 00:38:12 10. Medicine Show Go 00:42:03 11. How Did I Find Myself Here 00:45:31 12. Forrest For The Trees 00:56:06 13. That’s What You Always Say 01:00:19 14. The Days Of Wine & Roses 01:04:30 15. Interview 01:11:41 16. Glide 01:15:07 17. Boston 01:20:58 Steve Wynn - lead vocals, guitar;  Jason Victor - guitar, backing vocals; Mark Walton - bass, backing vocals; Chris Cacavas - keyboards, backing vocals; Dennis Duck - drums

Bôa: Acton Live

1. Ambula - 0:00 2. Bitch - 1:40 3. Disco - 5:08 4. DIY - 9:13 5. Freakshow - 16:51 6. Headstrong - 19:52 7. I Am A Woman - 23:57 8. I Love You - 29:33 9. It Could Be Better - 34:27 10. Love Peace Harmony - 37:27 11. Smooth Water - 41:47 12. Snake - 45:27 13. Welcome - 50:14 14. Who Are You - 56:07 15. You're Wrong - 1:00:55 Ed Herten - Drums; Alex Caird - Bass; Ben Henderson - Sax; Paul Turrell - Keyboards; Steve Rodgers - Guitar, vocals; Jasmine Rodgers - Vocals

Jawbox live at the Black Cat, 2022

:00:57 FF=66 0:03:49 Mirrorful 0:06:51 Nickel Nickel Millionaire 0:09:53 Reel 0:13:23 68 0:16:50 Desert Sea 0:20:02 Won't come off 0:23:19 Spoiler 0:25:49 Consolation Prize 0:29:19 Grip 0:33:46 Lowdown 0:36:34 Under Glass 0:38:22 Static 0:42:05 Ones and Zeros 0:45:09 Send Down 0:48:33 Iodine 0:52:04 Livid 0:56:20 Cruel Swing 0:58:56 Motorist 1:02:44 Jackpot Plus 1:06:09 Savory 1:20:30 U-Trau 1:15:50 Cornflake Girl

The Zombies, Colingswood NJ, 2018

Road Runner 
The Look of Love 
I Want You Back Again 
I Love You 
Sanctuary 
Moving On Edge of the Rainbow 
Tell Her No 
You've Really Got a Hold on Me/Bring It On Home to Me 
Chasing the Past 
Care of Cell 44 
This Will Be Our Year 
I Want Her She Wants Me 
Time of the Season 
Hold Your Head Up 
She's Not There 
God Gave Rock and Roll to You

The Go! Team US tour 2018

1. Flashlight Fight 2. Mayday 4:40 3. Ladyflash 9:34 4. The Answer’s No 13:42 5. Hey! 18:37 6. Semicircle Song 22:27 7. Chainlink Fence 26:26 8. Get It Together 30:29 9. Rolling Blackouts 34:20 10. Everyone's a VIP to Someone 38:35 11. Huddle Information 43:06 12. All the Way Live 47:26 13. Keys to the City 51:53 14. She’s Got Guns 57:01 15. The Power Is On 1:01:07

Wednesday, April 12, 2023

"Love is in the Ether" by Laurence Dumortier, ONE STORY, 30 March 2007, edited by Hannah Tinti; ten vignettes: BULLET #1, 2004, edited by Keith Jeffery: Short Story Wednesday

 from the FictionMags Index:

Bullet [#1, 2004] ed. Keith Jeffrey (Digitalent Ltd., £2.50, 18pp, 4″ x 8″) []

One Story [Issue #90, Volume 5 No. 18, 30 March 2007] ed. Hannah Tinti ($2.50); this issue's page at One Story







My first thought, quickly abandoned, was to call this entry one about MicroMags (or even MicroMagas), but doubt Voltaire nor anyone else would enjoy that much. But Bullet (in its brief, UK Arts Council-supported run, with TLS reviewer and fiction-writer Keith Jeffrey as editor of all seven issues 2004-2006) and One Story (which keeps plugging along, edited since its 2002 debut by occasional crime-fiction writer Hannah Tinti) have both been intentionally Quick Reads, one devoted to crime fiction vignettes, the other to, oddly enough, one short story per issue.

Tinti's selection for this issue wins the quality stakes in comparison, though several of the vignettes in the first Bullet are quite good (and others not so much). Ms. Laurence Dumortier, PhD, could seem at first a good candidate to be writing under a pseudonym, but if her byline is one, it's one she uses even in her classrooms, so likely not...she notes she primarily teaches personal essay and other nonfiction writing, and fiction-writing is slow going for her. The first line in "Love is in the Ether" is "1. After your son dies, this is what you remember." Beatrice Worth Longfellow speaks of what she didn't get to do in her life, but how that wasn't too thoroughly upsetting till the younger of her two children, just off to university, is killed while exiting a cab as a drunk driver plows into the taxi. Suddenly, obscured voids and unmet desires become a lot more important, the pain of being reminded of the lost son (her slightly older daughter remains a key part of her life but she grows more distant from her husband), and general flow of her life is about as disrupted as one might suspect...and the slow healing comes, eventually, as well. Well-written, and it not unkindly doesn't have the protagonist ever use her son's nor her daughter's names, though her husband and others are named. 

Bullet, as one can note above, hoped to offer "high voltage" stories, and the general tenor was to seek "rock'n'roll" grittiness in each short tale...sadly, the more imbued with punk and other rock music references a given brief story might contain, the more forced it usually seems. An obvious question is How many pseudonyms are in evidence here, beyond the rather unlikely "Milky Wilberforce", particularly given how few contributors to this first issue have ever published again, at least in another magazine or anthology aside from future issues of Bullet that the FictionMags Index has tracked, before, during or since. The lead-off story, by "Wilberforce", is probably the low-point in the issue, and I have to wonder if Milky is the editor or a close friend; "Take Over" is careful to drop a Ramones reference or two in the not terribly compelling nor fleshed-out account of a corrupt takeover of a failing business, but it's full of Attitude. Ross Bradley's "Redemption Vodka" is rather better in its account of a youngish man drinking himself to death as he mourns his murdered sister, and what eventually happens after the prime suspect is freed on a technicality. The vagueness of some of this very short item seems less forced, not least given the state the protagonist is in. John Call's "Night Moves" is a reasonably good, but in no way exceptional, caper story with the slightest sort of twist in the end. Tony Lagosh's "Being Dead" makes a better stab, if still a pretty obvious one, at incorporating music into its brief narrative, as the protag listens to a tape of nearly 30-year-old punk and punkish songs (ca. 2004) as he goes about some grim business...more clever than "Take Over", at least. Breanda Cross's "Death by Fermentation", (possibly) the only story in this issue from a woman contributor, is the funniest of the stories, not quite a complete parody of tough private detective fiction featuring lesbian sleuth Wannabe Bond (most of the humor is a bit more sophisticated than that). Jared "Louche" Hendrickson self-mythologizes much as a singer for the band Chemlab, who supposedly spent some years working on Wall Street after leaving that band, would tend to, in the other contender, "East River Park", for worst story in the issue albeit with a few amusing details, though not helped by no one catching that he wrote "phase" when he meant "faze".  

Allan Guthrie is easily the best-known cf writer in the issue, with the decent caper vignette "Dealing with Flaws"...one could say that what feels like a Dortmunder story at first, among Donald Westlake's two sustained series, turns into more of a Parker caper, with the wit turning grimmer. Laird Long, perhaps the second-most published cf writer in the issue, offers in "A Prayer for the Prey" a more traditional if very grim sort of biter-bit story, also pretty good, if not quite memorably so.  Neil Campbell's "Dangerbirds" is also a little less mythologizing than a roseate memory of past self-abuse (and less self-abuse eventually), but is sufficiently breathless and believable about a young punk rock fan's adventures, touring with a new band he befriends. I can see why Nicholas Royle thinks he's a writer to watch, and worth having here despite not really being crime fiction at all. Jason DeBoer's "Anniversary" closes the issue, a Very brief reprint. from a now folded and vanished e-zine, that is essentially a grim joke, and OK enough in that context.

So...glad to have finally read these issues, sitting in the enormous 
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Wednesday, April 5, 2023

SSW: BEST DETECTIVE STORIES OF THE YEAR: 14th Annual Collection, edited by David C. Cooke (Dutton, 1959, 255pp, hc): Short Story Wednesday

courtesy the FictionMags Index:

Best Detective Stories of the Year: 14th Annual Collection ed. David C. Cooke (Dutton, 1959, LC:46-5872, $2.95, 255pp, hc)

David Cooke gets points for casting his net widely, albeit in 1958, there still were a slew of crime-fiction magazines and a number of others (such as even Good Housekeeping) which still included fiction in their mix...that great winnowing on both counts seemed to get fierce in the '60s and '70s, though Cooke has occasion to note the folding of Collier's.  Two each from the currently (in 2023) still-surviving CF magazines, Queen's and Hitchcock's (long after the deaths of their namesakes), and one each from all his other sources, including newspaper syndicated supplement This Week (serializing a novelet seems a bit excessive). Perhaps a pity he didn't find anything from The Saint nor even Robert Lowndes's low-paying but talent-nurturing Double-Action Detective and Mystery...if he considered any, perhaps "squeezed out" by Frank Ward's novella (unlike successors such as "Anthony Boucher", Cooke doesn't provide us with an Honorable Mentions list).

The lead-off story, "Suppose You Were on the Jury" by Thomas Flanagan, is a slightly odd choice...perhaps caught Cooke's eye by being almost stereotypically EQMM brittle, but with a sort-of twist ending...sadly, exactly the one which is suggested in the conversation that takes up most of the earlier text of the story. I think Cooke might also be at least as partial to courtroom drama as any midcentury CF editor.

The closing story, Helen Nielsen's "Your Witness" (from AHMM) is also a courtroom procedural with a somewhat less (but not much less) telegraphed twist, and as one of only two (apparently) stories written by women in this volume, does feature a rather more detailed look into the female protagonist's psyche than the other stories read or reread so far...and Cooke has the good sense to put these two stories as bookends to the rest of the anthology. (Craig Rice being the other woman, with a Malone story that Cooke took to be her last completed story...whether trunk stories or not, including ghost jobs possibly when not definitely, work continued to appear under her byline.)

"Over There--Darkness" by William O'Farrell is reaching a little harder toward being literary art, and gets most of they way there...Cooke liked this one enough to reprint it in the next year's 15-year retrospective (as noted below), and it is all-'round the second-best story so far in the book, even if the blithe arrogance of the elderly woman protagonist is portrayed in rather stark shades. But there are Donald Trumps in the world, an some of them are women, if perhaps rather fewer so utterly lacking in self-awareness. Sleuth was a short-run Mystery Writers of America-sponsored magazine, essentially published by the same folks, at HSD Publications, who produced AHMM, and with a similar strong editorial input as Flying Eagle's Manhunt and stablemates from the Scott Meredith Literary Agency, which also had an In at Hitchcock's.

And the best story so far is the young Donald Westlake's not quite sentimental...but like some of his other short fiction, running right up to the line of sentimentality...caper story "Sinner or Saint"...which Cooke all but apologizes for including as not being primarily a detective nor mystery story, when it's about a long con that doesn't quite work out as intended...but not at all for the reasons that the future Parker nor  Dortmunder jobs might not pan out. Westlake did include this one in one of his few collections, A Good Story and Other Stories, so perhaps he liked it, or at least liked it enough among his early work to want to make an example of it (my copy of that collection is currently in a storage box). It appeared in Mystery Digest, a decent magazine that ran almost exactly six years, from May '57 to May/June '63, edited and published by Rolfe Passer for most of its run, with Westlake the credited editor of a few 1959 issues. I first held a copy of the magazine after buying a stack of them, along with the late Westlake's other fiction magazines for the most part, from Abigail Westlake, through an offer advertised by Lawrence Block...meeting both (after a brief, almost wordless encounter some years before when Block had come into a bookstore I was working in to sign copies of one of his novels) was an honor, if one tinged, obviously, with sadness).

More to come.

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