Friday, December 28, 2012

Review: The Last Detective


The Last Detective
The Last Detective by Robert Crais

My rating: 5 of 5 stars



This might be the great American detective novel.

It perfectly captures the spirit of the genre:
It is a once-in-a-series opportunity for Elvis Cole to solve a deeply personal mystery, and it delivers on
all fronts. The mystery is pernicious, and is solved by honest-to-god detective work.
There are actual consequences for character actions. The characters* emerge at the end
changed from how they were at the beginning. (And I trust Robert Crais to carry these changes through
the series). But really, what makes this novel work is that it presents the detective as hero: Intelligent,
determined, and in the end, indomitable. This world is the kind of world I want to live in.

The only (minor) negative is that the main threat never quite feels fully threatening,
but this quite forgivable in the face of how awesome everything else is.

* Except, perhaps, Joe Pike, which is as it should be.



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Review: The Stand


The Stand
The Stand by Stephen King

My rating: 4 of 5 stars



** Spoiler alert for both this book (and minor ones) for the Passage by Justin Cronin **

At long last*, my review of the classic post-apocalyptic** novel.

Stephen King is a very talented writer, and commensurately, The Stand is very good. And yet, I still found this novel not completely to my taste.

I have always found Stephen King to be highly readable, and able to make both the pedestrian and the wildly implausible seem equally interesting and engaging. In particular, the characters in this book are pretty good. They're all distinctive, which is a pretty neat trick seeing as there are way too damn many of them. The main ones at least get a fair bit of character growth and maturation (even the bad guys change and grow--if not always towards the light...)

Despite this, the best parts of the novel don't really have much to do with the main characters at all. The chapter which documents the deaths, not by the the flu, of dozens of the survivors really sings, as does the creepy graph-theoretic montage of disease transmission.

But here's the problem. I get that King is really telling a story about religion and the arbitrariness of ritual sacrifice.*** But it makes the novel feel kind of hollow when the heroes whom over the past 1100 pages have been charged with saving the world don't actually have to do anything but be there to get snuffed.**** And beyond the climax, a bunch of the the other character endings didn't really have enough meat to them.*****
In the most egregious case, I get that King needed his villains to have some teeth, but, dude, you suddenly and capriciously killed my favorite character when there were like 4 (for lack of a better term) red-shirts
in the room. Not cool.

A few other details and comments. I read the extended version (why bother with anything else...) Having spent
a bit of time on the wikipedia page to figure out the differences, I think I'm glad I
read the expanded addition, if for no other reason than that "The Kid" is scary and funny. That being said, his is another character whose denouement was not...big enough for the novel. Nextly, what is up with the cover art? I get that it's the final climactic battle between good an evil,****** but that scythe guy that has been on the cover for basically every edition of the novel I've ever seen is not even actually hinted at in the text. Is he supposed to be Flagg?...why the scythe?!?!?!
And finally, is or is this not, basically, the exact same damn book as The Passage. Seriously, right down to the damn nuke. At least the Passage has some surviving characters (and a sequel)...*******

* This book has been on my radar since like the mid-90s...
** Does it count as "post" apocalyptic if the apocalypse happens during the events of the novel?
*** Or maybe Stephen King really believes in the cleansing power of arbitrally killing good people. I don't

know.
**** Don't get me wrong the nuke was pretty cool. But the hand of god thing was kind of dumb.
***** Like basically all of the bad guys, most of whom went up with the aforementioned nuke. I was ok with

Harold's exit, but Nadine could have used, you know, a couple more paragraphs, or something.
****** Except it's not, see *******.
******* Yes, yes, I know there's a larger Stephen King continuity. I'm slowly working my way through the dark

tower series, but i really don't think that counts.



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Review: Knife of Dreams


Knife of Dreams
Knife of Dreams by Robert Jordan

My rating: 4 of 5 stars



Oh, goodness, this is going to have spoilers galore.

After a long hiatus (with the intention of making it so that I would finish Towers of Midnight just in time to read A Memory of Light; but with that date something like a week away and with me being about half way through New Spring with two more full-lengths to read after that, it looks like I may have over shot...oops) I am back at my wheel of time re-read.*

And so, without further ado, and enumerated for your convenience, my thoughts on The Knife of Dreams.

1) I TOLD YOU MOIRAINE WASN'T DEAD! (On the other hand, I'm kind of impressed at Robert Jordan for stringing that particular plot thread along, basically without barely so much as a hint for six 800 page books.) By my recollection, the only plot thread that's now been hanging on longer is who killed Asmodean....)
2) Boy, for what might be the biggest plot revelation in the whole book, the loss of Rand's hand
is...underwhelming. I mean, we knew his meeting with the Daughter of the Nine Moons was fake, cause, uh, she's with Mat, thanks...., but the "oh hey it's Semihrage, and oh hey she burnt off his hand" was just.....kinda pedestrian.**
3) I never felt the same fatigue at the Faile, Perrin subplot. Its conclusion was mostly satisfying, except that I thought Aram's death sucked. Even though I liked him, I didn't really mind that he got brainwashed by Masema. He was always was intended to be a tragic figure, but killed randomly by Aiel? bull$#i^.***
4. It kind of seemed to me like Robert Jordan was going out of his way to avoid Heroic Charges. (I mean, this has been a theme of his for some time....) I guess that the one actual charge (Guybon against the darkfriends) was pretty heroic, but I thought the rest of that battle (i.e. to retake Caemlyn) was kind of a mess. We're just going to Travel to right behind them and start fighting. Have fun!
5. I rather liked the ending of the epilogue, it was delightfully creepy. on the other hand, I'm kind of disappointed that Mazrim Taim is actually a Darkfriend. Partially that's because I liked him, but more so, cause I wanted him to *just* be a bastard....
6. I was also disappointed with the title. I mean, it's called "Knife of Dreams" I was expecting some crazy Tel-aran-rhiod shenanigans, and there was basically nothing. Just a random quote from yet another historical figure in one of the heroes' heads.
7. Likewise, holy God is the cover art bad. Is that supposed to be Gual on the cover? He looks dumpy! There are _so_ _many_ iconic scenes in this book: The loss of Rand's hand, the taking of Caemlyn, the charge against the darkfriends, Mat does...anything, the meeting of Pevara with Marzim Taim. The dead walking among the living, that guy sinking into the ground. Galad Fights Pedron Niall. Egwene getting spanked.
And yet Mr. Sweet chose....Perrin sitting around a table. What. the. Fuck.

As you're probably gathering from these bullets, I actually liked this book quite a lot. An awful lot more happens in this book than in the last one, it advances the story well, and reemphasizes some of the themes of the burden of leadership, the necessity of war, etc. Still, there were some moments when I wanted to fling the book across the room. Like in the first chapter. Did we really need the excruciating detail of Siuan's walk (and ride, and moon for Gareth Bryne) through the Aes Sedai camp? I could barely remember who half of the people she encountered were, nor why I should care****

* Well, since Path of Daggers it's just been my Wheel of time read.
** I mean, it's not that surprising a revelation to anyone whose, oh, SEEN THE COVER OF THE GATHERING STORM, (and people on the internet claim this was well foreshadowed.) All I really have to say to that is, "I never thought I'd miss a hand so much." (Pic related)


*** On the other hand, I did like the kind of awful conclusion to the Faile-Rolan storyline. It's gruesome, inevitable, and heartbreakingly sad.
**** Turns out for most of them, I probably shouldn't.




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Monday, October 29, 2012

Review: Synechdoche, New York

Note: So, I wrote this review right after I watched the movie, about 8 months ago. I just noticed that I never posted it. So, here you go!

Review: Synechdcohe, New York
Rating: 4 out of 5 stars.








.....what....the....fuuuuuuuuuuuuck?

 This is one weird movie. It's packed to the gills with imagery and symbolism. I actually liked it quite a lot. I think Charlie Kaufmen does a tremendous job of using his weird plot devices to capture something significant about life*, love**, art***, death****.

Unfortunately, as a consequence, I'm not sure I have much more to say. I mean, the symbolism of the film is fairly transparent. The acting is fine***** (but is really not the point), the highlight of the film is really the background detail: the various clues as to what's going on in the world as we zip forward into the future, the ever increasing detail of the warehouse.

So, lacking anything more profound to say, I want to talk about the poop. One of the things that makes this movie remarkable is that it talks about human feces. This is kind of remarkable, because outside of the sub-sub genre of gross-out comedies, I defy you to find feces discussed in any serious film, and yet it's hard to argue that it's not an important part of the human existence. I mean, every one produces it on a near daily basis. And so, I present this as a microcosm of why Synechdoche is so successful. Synechdoche doesn't shy away from any part of the human existence, no matter how taboo.

Afternote. I am tremendously glad I watched this movie BEFORE I saw this episode of community. Bravo, Mr. Harmon.





* Being John Malkovich
** The Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
*** Adaptation (my personal favorite)
**** And, finally Synecdoche. Not that each of these movies are about only one thing, of course...
***** I think I'm just getting tired of Phillip Seymore Hoffman, I mean, he's been in, like, everything. I have to say though, the guy that plays his double was outstanding.


Review: Hell and Gone

Hell and GoneHell and Gone by Duane Swierczynski
My rating: 3 of 5 stars

Sigh. This book was no where near as good as its predecessor.

I mean, it takes some doing to be even less realistic than Fun and GamesFun and Games but here you have it.

In summary (some mild spoilers for Fun and Games): After royally pissing off The Accident People, Charlie Hardie is abducted and sent to a bizzaro kafka-esque prison. There he interacts with the various guards the prisoners and plots his escape.*

So, one of the things that made Fun and Games so engaging was the claustrophobia invoked by the Hollywood Hills. Ironically, the claustrophobia induced by the prison where most of the action in the book takes place has the opposite effect. The Hollywood Hills are sufficiently accessible that new characters could be introduced or removed, where as the prison was static and as a result the stakes felt waaaaay lower.

Plus, I don't know, the way my brain is wired I'm willing to accept that there is a secret society of assassins that, for the right price, commit murders and make them look like accidents, but i'm not really willing to accept that those same people would own an underground prison**. Nor still would they at the very end.***

* Major pet peeve here: the conceit of the prison was _both_ bewilderingly obvious, and tremendously badly explained.
** (Mild Spoiler) Let alone one affiliated with a major university.
*** If you've read the book (or even the synopsis of the sequel you'll know what I mean.)



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Sunday, October 28, 2012

Review: This Crooked Way


This Crooked Way
This Crooked Way by James Enge

My rating: 3 of 5 stars



This might be the most uneven book I've ever read.

Part of it is obviously due to it's structure. The novel is made up of a sequence of short stories. Some of them were probably going to be duds.

Don't get me wrong. Some of them are awesome. "Where Nurgnantz Dwells" is amazing, for one thing. For another, despite his general weakness in characterization*, James Enge does a surprisingly impressive job with his female characters, and the two stories with female narrators are certainly the best of the middle sequence.

On the other hand, Morlock is something of a Mary Sue. He's _always
_ one step ahead, always has the magic to win the day, or just happened to have built the bridge your standing on and knows how to knock it over. This isn't bad in and of itself, but the book gets a little tiresome, when for the 15th time, Morlock concentrates, does something impressive with Tal**, summons his magic sword and.... Yup, Morlock wins again.

I liked Blood of Ambrose because it gently and subtly rose the stakes from "oh, political intrigue." to "is Morlock and Friend or a Foe?" to "holy shit zombies!" But this book had none of that escalation. I will give some consideration to reading the next Morlock book, since I already own it,*** but probably not for a good long while.


* Part of this is a problem of the medium. It's hard to introduce good characters in a short story...
** The magic systems sucks. There, I said it.
*** Bought on the strength of Blood of Ambrose alone. Oops.



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Review: Angelmaker


Angelmaker
Angelmaker by Nick Harkaway

My rating: 5 of 5 stars



With only two books out, Nick Harkaway has rocketed to near the top of my favorite authors list. This is the best book I've read in a while. It is fun, complex without being convoluted, has great action, and Something to Say. I love Nick Harkaway's writing. I love the intricate sentences and the extraordinary amount of detail given to the characters, the settings, the scenes.* And as I was reading Angelmaker and writing other reviews, I would notice over and over again just how much Nick Harkaway's writing has influenced my own. Even though he's ONLY WRITTEN TWO BOOKS!**

But.

Yes, unfortunately, there's a sizeable:

But.

I loved this book, but I didn't love it as much as I loved The Gone Away World. The ambiance was great, but some of action didn't quite fit the tone. Every scenes moves forward at a brisk pace, but in between scenes I would put the book down for months at a time with no apparent desire to pick it up again.*** Nick Harkaway is near the top of my favorite authors list, but he was before Angelmaker ever came out.

So, I declare: Go out and buy this book. Support Nick Harkaway. Join me in eagerly waiting his next novel.**** Read his blog.*****

But get the Gone Away World first.


* Aubergine porn. 'Nuff said.
** Technically not true; I think he has a nonfiction book out, but I haven't read it. . .
*** Which is why I wrote so many reviews in the interim.
**** Which I think might be coming soon due to delays in publishing Angelmaker? Here's hoping that's true.
***** Nick Harkaway writes some fabulous essays on his blog. For example, http://www.nickharkaway.com/2012/09/mistruth-and-the-lexicon/




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Tuesday, September 25, 2012

Review: How To Be Black


How To Be Black
How To Be Black by Baratunde R. Thurston

My rating: 3 of 5 stars



Baratunde Thurston seems like a pretty cool guy. He has a fairly interesting story about how (basically
through his mother's determination) he grew up in "inner city*" Washington, DC, attended the Sidwell
Friend's school and Harvard, and then became a dominant internet personality. (He made his name on
the internet writing for the Onion, and Jack and Jill Politics and his twitter coverage of the 2012 republican national convention was hilarious.) I would love to get the chance to hang out
with him and talk about race and class in modern American society. I was hoping that this book would be like
a distillation of that experience in easily portable book form.

Unfortunately, it's not.

The problem I had with this book is that it's just not enough. It's not funny enough, it's not provocative
enough, it's not prescriptive enough. I mean, the book is called "How to be Black." But the answer to the
question: "How to be black?" is "Just be yourself (assuming you're black)."

The greatest sin is the first, of course. The Onion has produced some of the most incisive humor of the last
decade. I was expecting more from this book, but unfortunately, far too often the humor boils down to: list 3
real but outrageous things followed by one wildly outlandish thing.

The best part of the book is the black panel of experts, but there's no dialogue presented, just paragraph
responses to the author's questions.**

Occasionally the book shines. There are maybe 3 very funny pages.*** There's a really interesting interplay
between the author Christain Lander about how to the extent that there's a white culture, it's a product of
privilege and wealth and what this means for other cultures.**** But again, it's just not enough.

* Questions I would have liked answered in this book: What are white people supposed to call the crack-blighted neighborhoods where so many black people live.

** I did appreciate that Christian Lander of Stuff White People Like was included on the black panel, but
again, it would have been much more effective to have Baratunde Thurston and Christian Lander have a
discussion on some issue, and explore it in depth rather than (i'm guessing) cutting and pasting an email
response into the book.

*** The office party section from the chapter: How to be a Black Employee is my favorite.

**** Persistent readers of my reviews will notice a theme here.



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Review: Liar's Poker


Liar's Poker
Liar's Poker by Michael Lewis

My rating: 3 of 5 stars



Liar's Poker

It's hard not to compare this book to the Big Short. For one thing that book was my introduction to Michael Lewis, and my introduction to reading popular nonfiction about the financial industry. Unfortunately, the book doesn't stand up to the comparison well.

There are two major problems with this book. First and foremost, the events discussed are coming up on 30 years old. It's hard
to get too excited about financial misdeeds that have been so thoroughly overtaken by events.* Second, it's just not as
interesting as The Big Short was. The middle third of the book which delves into the formation of a real estate backed bond market
is much too light on story or details. Michael Lewis's talent is creating engaging biographical sketches of the people who are involved
in these world changing actions, but for the stories that he didn't participate in directly, his access wasn't good enough to tell a compelling or plausible story.**

By way of comparison, The Big Short managed to both explain how the Mortgage Backed Securities crash happened, and tell an engaging story about how certain individuals figured it out and bucked the system.

Despite it's shortcomings, this is a pretty important book. It meticulously documents just how awful the world financial system is. Moreover, the observation that money shouldn't be the end goal*** is highly relevant in today's political landscape. But it doesn't offer much in the way of solutions beyond: "the only way to win is not to play."


* Of course, that being said, it's downright chilling to read about the original formation of the mortgage backed
securities that would lead to the financial crash 25 years later (And which Michael Lewis would also write about...)

** For example, it's never made terribly clear why Lewie Ranieri was so insistant on forming that particular bond market.
Many reasons are given for why it's a bad idea, and obviously it ended up being very lucrative, but how did this guy know? We're left wondering...

*** Which I acknowledge is an attitude that can only be adopted by someone who is extremely privileged to begin with. (As Randall Monroe put it: "'Because it's there' is more poetic than, 'I'm rich enough that my goals are arbitrary.'" http://www.xkcd.com/1110)





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Sunday, September 9, 2012

Review: Outliers: The Story of Success


Outliers: The Story of Success
Outliers: The Story of Success by Malcolm Gladwell

My rating: 5 of 5 stars



This a neat book. While masquerading as a a book about what makes people successful, it turns out to a lengthy exploration of how much privilege and luck has to do with individual success (and how little raw talent does.*)

Of course, this is a pop non-fiction book, so it's never quite clear how many of the author's conclusions generalize beyond the case studies presented. Even so, the fact that Malcom Gladwell has tricked so many people into thinking about privilege makes him a genius in my book.

* Also interesting is how controversial this idea is. I frequently mention this idea to coworkers and colleagues, and every single one of them has argued against me, in favor of raw talent being king.




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Review: King of Thorns


King of Thorns
King of Thorns by Mark Lawrence

My rating: 4 of 5 stars



So, I was a little harsh on Prince of Thorns.

Having read king of thorns, I'm not so sure it deserved it. I think perhaps Mark Lawrence willfully sacrifidcd
a satisfying ending to his debut novel to bolster the theme of his trilogy. In which case Mark Lawrence has a scary
degree of talent, and I would advise against ever playing poker against him.

Because where Prince of Thorns was about free will and determination, King of Thorns is about acknowledging your
position in the world and all of the things both within your control and out that got you where you are.* And that,
I suspect, is leading us to a much interesting (and perhaps profound) conclusion than I had previously thought.

Regardless of the deeper themes (I suspect we'll need to wait until Emperor of thorns comes out to really see
what he's up to), Mark Lawrence is a tremendously talenter writer. The structure of this book is a literary feat
to behold, juggling four parallel plotlines separated across years of book time and making everything readable and interesting
and entertaining.

None of the individual scenes in King of Thorns** is quite as awesome as the best of Prince of Thorns but the
overall plot hangs together much better. More of the characters get fuller development, and I'm very excited to see
what happens to the survivors in the next book.*** Finally, threats and villains abound , and most of them remain undealt with.

I am giddy with excited for the conclusion of the trilogy and anything else Mark Lawrence has up his sleeve for the future.

*Or maybe i'm overthinking it again.
** {Possible Spoiler Alert} and i'm not quite sure the author did the math on some of them. Does anyone know how much heat is required to melt an ice lake? I'm thinking it's a lot more than someone could be within close proximity of, and survive.
*** On the other hand did we really need both monographs about the world AND paragraphs about Jorg's brothers. While the latter did a great job of adding depth to the first novel's too-many characters,
in this book they just feel superfluous.





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Sunday, August 26, 2012

Review: The Year of Living Biblically: One Man's Humble Quest to Follow the Bible as Literally as Possible


The Year of Living Biblically: One Man's Humble Quest to Follow the Bible as Literally as Possible
The Year of Living Biblically: One Man's Humble Quest to Follow the Bible as Literally as Possible by A.J. Jacobs

My rating: 4 of 5 stars



A.J. Jacobs is a master of pop-non-fiction. His writing is entertaining, funny, highly-readable, and effortlessly compelling. He keeps his sections short, so that the book moves very very quickly. The down side of this is there's rarely enough detail to be really satisfying. He is happy to reference the thousands of pages of analysis that have gone into every bizarre and curious aspect of the bible, but hardly ever leaves the reader with any satisfying conclusion*.

And mostly in the text this works, because he's on to the next witty anecdote, and again, it's all very compelling. But at the end, I felt sort of empty, which is too bad, since that's exactly the opposite of what the book is supposed to be about.

This is exacerbated by the biggest the biggest fault of the book: the short shrift given to Christianity (which, unfortunately comes at the end). I understand that Jacobs is culturally Jewish, but one of his goals in writing this book is to study the sort of biblical literalism and extreme devoutness** that infects the right wing of our political system, and those people claim to be Christians.***

So yeah, there are really no answers for those issues, which is too bad because I think those are the most pressing issues we're facing these days. But at the end of the day, I can't really fault Jacobs for that. With all its flaws this is still one of the more nuanced and balanced treatment of religion that I've seen recently. And it was a lot of fun to read.

* Mixed-fiber clothes, anyone?

** Like Representative John Shimkus who says that Anthropogenic global warming isn't a problem because only god can destroy the earth. http://opinionator.blogs.nytimes.com/2012/08/23/the-crackpot-caucus/

*** I don't believe that the science denying, misogynistic, sex-negative, homophobic, budget hawk nutjobs that make up today's "religious right" are truly Christians. But rather than dwell on that, I'll let John Scalzi do it for me. http://www.scalzi.com/whatever/003530.html



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Wednesday, August 22, 2012

Review: Wild Cards


Wild Cards
Wild Cards by George R.R. Martin

My rating: 3 of 5 stars



So, I understand the need for world building, but this book feels like two books rolled into one.
About half of the book is a dry, so-thin-it's-transparent metaphor for oppression. A virus is let loose onto the city of manhattan. Most are killed, a few are deformed, a very few gain superpowers.
Then McCarthy suspects the ones with superpowers of being communists; then the ones with deformities are forced into ghettos and otherwise marginalized*. Then they riot throughout the 60s and the 70s.**

The other half is a rollicking superhero fantasy featuring a retiring telekinetic who flys around in a armored VW bug, a pimp whose superpowers only come out when he has tantric sex, a badass archer dude and more. This stuff is great, and with some careful writing (maybe, uh, compressing all of the riots into one) and a good director this could be the basis of a grand superhero ensemble franchise. An R-rated avengers with slightly more pertinent social commentary.

As it is, the sheer unevenness of the stories means it lands squarely in 3-star territory, but I have high hopes for the sequels.

* I would love for someone who knows more about the history of these things than I do to work out
whether Wild Card's did it before or after X-men. If it's before, then I will give this a pass, but if not, it's both blatantly derivative of X-men and also less interesting boo.

** One of the main flaws of the book is that there's really not much to differentiate the Vietnam peace riots from the civil rights riots in this book. They were really different things in real life, but, because they fall so closely together in the novels it feels lazy.







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Review: Come Closer


Come Closer
Come Closer by Sara Gran

My rating: 4 of 5 stars



I really enjoy Sara Gran's writing. Her books are clearly very carefully written. Every phrase is considered for maximal impact. Her careful word choices produce deeply evocative prose, without sacrificing an ounce of readability.

This is a short book, and so it has nowhere near the depth of Claire DeWitt and the City of the Dead, but it was still tremendous, creepy fun.





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Friday, August 17, 2012

Review: Spycatcher


Spycatcher
Spycatcher by Matthew Dunn

My rating: 3 of 5 stars



Apparently Matthew Dunn was a real life MI6 agent, involved in dozens of successful missions and (despite a reminder that "Medals are never awarded to modern MI6 officers") Dunn was personally commended for his actions on one mission that was "so significant that it directly influenced the successful conclusion of a major international incident.*"

Does this lead to a more realistic spy thriller? Decidedly not.

I mean, on one hand, the various spy agencies actually do what they're supposed to do. MI6 and CIA do human intelligence**. NSA does cryptography.*** On the other hand, Will, the intelligence officer in question, wantonly slaughters dozens of Iranian operatives (many of them in central park, no less) not to mention operatives from a bunch of other countries as well. Somehow, I think if this were an actual day in the life of an MI6 field agent we would be reading about them in the press somewhat more frequently.****

The writing is dreadful. Lots of paragraphs that are structured like, "Will did this thing. Will did this other thing. Will knew that this implausibly detailed thing would happen because of his time as a field agent in Prague in 1997." The dialogue is equally stilted and dull.

I know a hallmark of the spy novel is the globetrotting, but in this book it was downright excessive. Will zips back and forth between 3 or four countries keeping ducks in a row and checking in on people. Characters randomly demand meetings in various and sundry other European cities. Clearly in the universe of this book, you don't have to arrive at the airport 2 hours early, because if you did, Will would have spent the entire length of the plot sitting in a waiting room. Furthermore, none of the cities visited have any real personality--all the action could have happened in one country and the story would not have suffered one bit.

For all this, the book moves very swiftly. The tension kicks in on the first page and doesn't really let up until the end. It was enjoyable to read, even if, in retrospect, it wasn't very good.

* Source: his author bio on the back cover.
** And, to be fair, the mission is to recruit an operative, which I gather is fairly realistic.
*** None of this Halle Barry in a bright orange bikini bull$#^&.
**** "Our source was the New York Times."




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Review: Fun and Games


Fun and Games
Fun and Games by Duane Swierczynski

My rating: 4 of 5 stars



Blecch*, I appear to have started my last two reviews with "Highly Engaging" Sorry about that.
It turns out Fun and Games is also highly engaging, but I won't dwell on that.

What I will focus on is that Fun and Games is really fun! The characters are great. Both the heros and villains are interesting and imperfect and I wanted to learn more about them. I loved the superhero dynamic and I sincerely appreciated the fact that the same "How are you possibly still alive" superpower dynamic was applied equally to the good and bad guys.** I loved the balance induced by the constraints placed on the villains. "We have infinite resources, but we have to make your death look like an accident, so, uh, no guns..."

And although I hated it at the time, I have grown to appreciate the messy, hardly-any-resolution-at-all ending. After all, there are sequels!!!


* This Bleccch is not about the book, which I enjoyed very much, but about my own deplorable review writing ability of late.
** With one notable and sad exception that I won't spoil here.



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Thursday, August 16, 2012

Review: The Long Fall


The Long Fall
The Long Fall by Walter Mosley

My rating: 4 of 5 stars



Highly engaging private eye procedural. I very much appreciated Walter Mosley's perspective on the current state of race relations in the Northeast. And he manages to provide his perspective without damaging the momentum of the plot.

Leonid McGill has a unique voice. And the fight scenes carried with them a sense of real danger.

My only complaint is with the mystery itself. For one thing, it was too easy, and for another, the steps the detective took to solve it didn't make a whole lot of sense.*

* Possible spoiler, but why on earth does the detective decide that the mental institution is clearly where the connection between killers happened. It seems like it could have been anywhere. I would have started with the victims....



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Review: The Gray Man


The Gray Man
The Gray Man by Mark Greaney

My rating: 4 of 5 stars



Highly engaging action thriller. This book doesn't even attempt to be realistic and that is a very good thing. Instead, we get a positively gripping action packed race against time from the middle east to Europe featuring some excellent action scenes.*

The ending sags a little, which is too bad, since the rest of it was so good. Still, I eagerly await Court Gentry #2.

* The zero gravity shootout in the plummeting plane is a highlight.



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Review: Count to a Trillion


Count to a Trillion
Count to a Trillion by John C. Wright

My rating: 2 of 5 stars



Spoilers abound, so read at your own risk. However, I will say, if you had to choose one or the other, I'd recommend reading this blog post over the book itself.

Now then, where were we. Ah, yes. Count to A Trillion by John C. Wright. What an odd book this is.

It starts off as a high-concept sci-fi of the first order. Humankind discovers a monument orbiting* an antimatter star. (A real star, too, which is kind of cool.) The monument has a message from other beings encoded in higher mathematics. And the contents of the star will change human destiny.

...Ok. So far so good...

And in order to delve into the mysteries of the monument (oh, yeah, and harvest some of that there antimatter to solve some of our energy woes here on earth) the most powerful men, including the prince of Monaco, and the governments of Spain and India** on earth recruit a spaceship crew consisting of the brightest mathematicians on the planet.

...Yup. I'm with you...


One of these is a man named Menalaus Montrose. A Texan lawyer, which, in what's left of the USA means one part orator, one part gunslinger.

Wait, what?...

Moreover, due to his Texan nature, Menalaus Montrose is the only one of the several hundred brilliant mathematicians who has the audacity to realize that mere human intelligence will never be enough to decode the monument and comes up with a way of modifying his intelligence to become post human.

...Wait, go back, you said he was a gunslinger, what's that about?...

Unfortunately, the experiment goes horribly wrong, and Menalaus wakes up thousands of years later. The journey to the stars has been and gone and now he find that his crewmate and a beautiful young woman who was on the ship (unbeknownst to the protagonist, of course) have used the antimatter to take over the world.

...Nope, I'm still stuck on the fact that he's a gunslinger. And from Texas...

Then there are a whole bunch of plot twists about how an alien race is coming to enslave us. Or maybe not. Each plot twist is delivered basically as a "And suddenly Character X figured out the next section of the monument." Some of the ideas are really interesting. Most of them, I'm pretty sure are bull$#^&. For example, I am guessing it is not the case that if you only had sophisticated enough game theory you could work out precisely and quantitatively the inter-planetary and inter-species dynamics involved in figuring out whether the energy expenditure of conquering a people many thousands of lightyears away is worth it.

...At least there are vac-trains drilled through the core of the earth...

There's also a romantic subplot, which might be interesting if the female character had any personality whatsoever. Writers: if you ever need an example of a dreadful, and unrealistic female character. Princess Rania is your blueprint.

...but she's pretty!...

Yes, and insipid and boring, except when she's talking about game theory.

...and that tower thingy is cool...

Yes, I do like space elevators, and it's neat that they blow one up in the climax. But what is up with the ending? I get that we're not supposed to know whether Menalaus survives, and I think his decision to detonate the tower, means that Princess Rania is going to go negotiate for the freedom of the species, but the whole thing is unclear. Far too many of the plot twists happen in the last 20 pages.

So, yeah, basically, this book has one good character, several very bad characters, a bunch of interesting ideas. It is also of note that this is the slowest book I can ever remember reading. (Not slow in terms of plot details...plenty happens: the world is destroyed and remade twice in the first 100 pages.) No, I mean physically slow to read. I had less than 100 pages left of this book when I got on a multihour plane flight, and when we landed I had only been able to read 50 of them.


* Or something. The logistics in this book were not what you'd call clear.
** The only functioning governments left, or something, see *.



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Thursday, July 19, 2012

Review: The Magician King


The Magician King
The Magician King by Lev Grossman

My rating: 5 of 5 stars



For those of you following these reviews in anything like chronological order,
you'll notice that I just reviwed Lolita.

Now, in the aftermath of that bloodbath*, I am here to commit further literary blasphemy.
I am here to tell you that The Magician King is a similar book to Lolita in terms of its themes and plot, and also a vastly superior one.

First the theme, Lolita is about imprisonment, and about the desolation of fulfilling your innermost desires. The magician kings is about choices, and freedom, and the desolation of not having a purpose (e.g. because you've already fulfilled your innermost desires.) It's not a perfect match, but it really resonated with me reading them more or less side by side.

But where Lolita deals with this with clever word play, subtle manipulations of the characters,
and the readers expectations for them, and a never quite infocus view of a tremendously disturbing abusive realtionship,
the Magician King handles them head on, with characters for whom it is actually possible to have some true affection**, and a
plot that actually #$%^ing goes somehwere; one that has some real stakes, and produces honest challenges for the characters. And on top of that it's a wildly epic fantasy set in a very compelling multiverse with some fairly grand set pieces. (I'll see your moral apotheosis*** and raise you an ACTUAL apotheosis.)

Which is not to say the magician kings is sugarcoated. In some senses, it's more disturbing than Lolita is. The difference is the Magician King has the guts to present the world as is, not hiding behind literary tricks. Characters die, characters suffer
horrible physical and spiritual wounds, and learn to live with them. The don't all mysteriously expire off camera to make a literarily convenient conlusion.

Of course, I'm biased. I have said over and over that I like books with heroes not characters. No one in Lolita comes within a mile of being a hero.
but the heroes in the Magician king have the kind of resonance that truly good characters ought to, too.

So, dear readers, I say to you. Jettison your lit-ret-chaw! Find your literary pleasures in the world of the fantastic!

You can actually have your cake and eat it too.

* Actually, I mostly liked it, but where's the fun in that.
** You know, apart from mild distaste.
*** No, seriously, it's one of the main themes of Lolita. Google it if you don't believe me.



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Wednesday, July 18, 2012

Review: The Stranger You Seek


The Stranger You Seek
The Stranger You Seek by Amanda Kyle Williams

My rating: 1 of 5 stars



About 25 pages into this book, I really liked it. The detective, her support network of family, friends and coworkers seemed to have a nice dynamic, the story had a good mix run and gun bounty hunter action and behavioral profiler procedural and a nicely nasty serial killer. It was really promising and I was already writing a 4 star* review in my head where I apologized for saying all the Shamus award nominees always suck.**

By 125 pages in my review of the book had shed a star because nothing was happening. By 200 pages I was planning a 2-star review because the plot twist in the middle was stupid and because I had already, basically, figured out the mystery AND because nothing was still happening.

Then with 50 pages to go, right when the narrative tension should have been at it's highest, when the mystery should have been solved and the the climatic confrontation between killer and detective should be beginning, the detecitve goes off on a subplot to look for a missing cow.

A missing cow.

The entire momentum of the serial killer plot (what little of it there was) is stopped so that the detective can go look for A MISSING COW. At that point I was done with the book, but of course, my policy is to only review books that I've finished. So I slogged through.

And you know what? In the last 30 pages (yes, the missing cow subplot took 20 fucking pages), when the detective FINALLY gets around to solving the mystery that I had figured out in the previous 180 (cowless) pages?...still nothing happens.
Pic Related (from comixed.com) 

The detective dithers about with a downright silly interrogation of the killer, and a whole lot of political nonsense.

The climax between the detective and the killer? About a page long. And that pages doesn't even make much damn sense.

* The book loses a star early for having in its opening pages a shootout that, if it had happened in real life would have had the detectives arm splattered all over the pavement when she stupidly reaches inside a house to unlock a door, knowing full well there's a bail jumper with a shotgun on the other side.

** If Clare DeWitt and the City of the Dead doesn't win the Shamus award for best first PI novel, I am done with PWA forwever.





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Sunday, July 15, 2012

Review: The Annotated Lolita: Revised and Updated


The Annotated Lolita: Revised and Updated
The Annotated Lolita: Revised and Updated by Vladimir Nabokov

My rating: 3 of 5 stars



This is actually two reviews in one (What a deal!) as I read the Annotated Lolita and frankly the annotations deserve some words, too.

First a caveat about expectations. On one hand, Lolita is hailed as one of the great works of 20th century literature,
so in that sense my expectations were high. On the other hand, I usually hate anything that could be construed as "lit-ret-chaw." so my
expectations were very very low.

First the good. There are parts of Lolita that are very very good. For the most part the writing is excellent.*
There is lots of word play, puns, spoonerisms, and neologisms. Parts of the book are very very funny, parts are downright heartbreaking.
The threads that span the novel (both internal: such as Quilty's subtle but pervasive presence,
and the external: the continual Poe and Joyce-ian themes.**) are both interesting and sufficiently apparent that (although I apprecaited having the notes to crib from)
I could pick up on most of them easily. The annotations, for the most part are clear. A pretty good balance is struck
between purely textual notes: all of the french is translated, as are most of the obscure words***, and contextual ones.
The best part about the annotations is that the author of them knew Nabokov and held him in high esteem. There is
genuine affection in the notes about what he consideres particularly brilliant wordsmithing or particularly innovative manipulation of the reader.
It's fun to read writing that is passionate, and both Lolita and the annotations are passionate if nothing else. It's also kind of hilarious to have the annotator mention and allusion and then have to admit that Nabakov declared to have intended none.

Then the bad. Parts of Lolita are really really boring. There is only so much you can read about the loveless manipulations
of a pedophile before it starts to grate on you. I'm sure this is some brilliant literary trick by Nabokov to echo the
them of imprisonment within the reader: "As Lolita is imprisoned so too shall you be imprisoned." Maybe it's brilliant but
it's not much fun to read. Likewise, even some of the word play gets wearing. I really liked the idea of Quilty's cryptic motel ledger references,
but seriously? Dr. Gratiano Forbeson, Mirandola, NY?**** Really? that's the best you could come up with? Really?
The worst part of the novel is that for a novel that proclaims to be about Lolita, she's really not much of a character is she? Again, I get that this is partially intentional, Humbert Humberts
tragedy is that he could not help but uttler smother the thing he loved, but it also means that the reader is left wondering just what the fuss is all about.

As for the annotations, well, come on, there was bound to be some bullshit in there somewhere.
Some of the references (not to the mention the conclusions drawn from them) are pretty obscure. Meanwhile, some of the themes were explored in excrutiating detail. (Butterflies, anyone?)
While others are given pretty thoroughly short shrift.

And, for proper dramatic form, the ugly: The book is about sexual slavery and sex abuse. Yuck! If Lolita were a more
finely drawn character, then perhaps we could make some sense of her experience. Is her initial consent, as presented by Humbert real?
Is there any affection for Humbert from Lolita? Likewise, the annotation which are content to ramble for pages and pages on things like allusions to french, english, and russian literature, butterflies, fairy tales, greek mythology, celtic legends, 19th century painting, popular music, prostitution, every conceivable slang for penis, and the full pallet of colors used by nabokov,
have almost nothing to say about the dynamic between Humbert and Lolita. WHAT?!?! Kind of makes me think they do not make for such a thorough treatment of the book after all.

One more interesting (if not so ugly observation): The thing that everyone thinks of when they think of Lolita is Humbert and Lolita's cross country road trips: the roadside motels and cheesy
tourist attractions. These two scenes take up, what 3 chapters in the novel? I rather wonder why that is? Maybe because
we're prefer to put on the rose colored glasses and talk about the defining american experience rather than how it's kind of awful that Humbert pays Lolita to continue to abide persistent
sexual molestation.

* No, in fact, I do not take it as a given that one of the most celebrated works of literature from the last 100 years would have good writing. Why do you ask?
** One of the aspects of lit-ret-chaw, that I actually like are the veins that transcend a single authors work. A character who is created by one author can be alluded to and given to life by another--in this sense all of the "great" books exist in the same bizarre universe.
*** Actually this got kind of irritating, too. I know what "lavender" is, thanks.
**** Dr. Gatiano is a reference to Commedia Dell'arte adn Mirandola is (according to Nabakov no less) a minor character in a different italian play. What a...uh...rogue that Quilty is.



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Review: Upgunned


Upgunned
Upgunned by David J. Schow

My rating: 3 of 5 stars



This one is so much out of the Warren Ellis playbook that I'm surprised it doesn't have a blurb from him
on the cover. It is a straightforward thriller, peppered with [highly implausible] anecdotes about a host of the messed up things humanity
has to offer. Tell me that doesn't sound like Crooked Little Vein.

Fortunatly, I liked Crooked Little Vein quite a lot, and I liked this one too.

It starts as a straightforward, if hard-edged, thriller: a cynical photographer, narrating in the first person
is kidnapped by a psychopath and made to take some blackmail photographs.
But the reader is surprised (at least I was) when in the second chapter the point of view flips and we get the
story from the psychopath's point of view.

Chambers, the aforementioned psychopath, has a great voice and is a very interesting character.
Unfortunately, he's also so unredeemably nasty that there's no real way to root for him. The thing that
would have elevated this novel from pretty good to amazing would have been a story line that offered the reader a
real choice.

There are a miriad of other flaws: the denoument is weak. The main character is really tremendously ineffective.
But overall this is a fun ultraviolent romp through hollywood's seamy underbelly. I will be checking out the author's other work.*

* Which, incidentally includes the screenplay for the Crow, which I've seen, and leads to a creepy bit of in-world
verisimilitude when the weapons handler on a movie set discusses with great seriousness the changes in weapons safety following
brandon lee's death on the set of The Crow.



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Review: Claire DeWitt and the City of the Dead


Claire DeWitt and the City of the Dead
Claire DeWitt and the City of the Dead by Sara Gran

My rating: 5 of 5 stars



Holy crap is this book good. I don't really even have the words for it.
It is worthy entrant into the Canon on mystery novels (such as it is.)

I have read so many god-damned books where the author is declared to be a worthy successor to
chandler or hammett, and with the exception of robert b. parker at his pinnacle, or robert crais, at his pinnacle,
I have always been disapointed.*

And this book wasn't even advertised as the worthy successor to hammett. But oh my is it ever.

The novel is so very brilliant because it succeeds on three levels. The first, it is a precise encoding
of the experience we want to have when we read mystery novels. The identity of the Detective is important. Detectives are born, not made--they discover in themselves the need to find the Truth, and from there
it is pre-ordained that they shall, in time, find themselves working as licensed private eyes.** In this world, mysteries are
Named and have registered: The Murder on Rue Temple, The Mystery of the Green Parrot. The detective who is wary of the clues
being presented cannot help but find the truth, even when, inevitably, the truth is something no one wants to hear.

Secondly, the novel is a noirish, The Wire influenced portrait of post-Katrina New Orleans.*** The ruined city truly comes to
life with vivid descriptions of city before during and after "The Storm," as do each of the rich and complex characters. No one in
this novel is really good, but no one is entirely evil either.

Thirdly, the novel lays seeds for a truly awesome saga. Although the central Mystery (the Mystery of the Green Parrot) is
thoroughly resolved, there are many Mysteries that are introduced but not solved. Better still, there is a tantalizing
preview into what's next for Claire Dewitt, which although it is foreshadowed early is not truly revelaed until the end and i will say, it's a doozy.
I simply cannot wait for the next Claire Dewitt novel.

My obligatory complaints? I found Claire DeWitt's pervasive drug use and mysticism vaguely irritating. A few of the plot pieces
could have been better integrated. But these are minor: I am deeply impressed by the writing in the book. Seriously, is the next one out yet? How about now?


* I am looking squarely at you, p.g. sturges.
** Don't all we mystery readers, deep down, want to believe that we too will someday discover our inner Detective?
*** That reminds me, I need to watch Treme one of these days.



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Wednesday, July 11, 2012

Video Game High School

Video Game High School
Webseries
4 out of 5 stars*

I want to be clear. I really really liked Video Game High School. Please keep that in mind when I  tear up the season finale in a few paragraphs.

Because the series was so damn good, it deserved a much better finale.


Video Game High School is a Kickstarter funded webseries from Freddie Wong. It is available for free (with 15 or 30 second ads ahead of each episode.)  at http://www.rocketjump.com.**
The premise is, shall we say, implausible. In the not too distant future, video games are our nation's national passtime, and there exists a Hogwarts-like boarding school for very talented young video gamers as a farm league for the pros. You can only go to VGHS by special invitation, and if you're ranking falls too low you are expelled.*** (Kind of like a video game, get it?)

The thing is, the show wears it's improbability well. Nothing is taken too seriously, and yet everything is played with a straight face.  As a result, even the most ridiculous set pieces (like the mario-esque jump for a lost id) come off as charming and funny, rather that uncomfortable and sad.

The real highlight of the show is the casting. Pitch-fucking-perfect. Josh Blaylock (playing our hero Brian D) is believable both as an out of his depth underclassman, and as a competent, tough as nails first person shooter player. Plus the fact that he's tiny and adorable makes his attempts at swagger downright hilarious. Speaking of hilarious, Brian Firenzi's villain, "The Law" is doubly so. Over the top evil is rarely done so well, and that's entirely due to his polished acting. Finally, Ellary Porterfield perfectly captures the technically-hyper-competent, socially-utterly-inept every-nerd. Plus she's gorgeous.

This leads to another thing that VGHS does really well. Throughout most of the series, there's a more or less equal mixing of genders in all of the video games, and by and large the women are portrayed as just as competent as the men.

Until the last episode. (Spoiler alert, by the way.) In the last episode, Jenny Matrix, the  love interest, gets the jump on the bad guy not once, but twice! And does nothing about it! The first time, she just walks away--the second time she sacrifices herself (and her chance to play on the "varsity" team.) to give the main character her gun and let him take everyone out. First off, it's a video game: no one dies for real, so there is never a good  reason to not take a fucking shot if you have it, and secondly, it would have been just as easy to write a finale where the hero gets the girl, and saves and the day AND the girl doesn't have to be a dumbass.**** Seriously the ending would have been ten times better if, when The Law and his ENTIRE TEAM have Brian D surrounded, Jenny Matrix just captured the flag and won the game. The end! Good guys win. Monologues will get you nowhere. Instead we get the season's least sensible action sequence*****, and a feeling like we've been cheated out of the real ending.

So yeah, I really really liked video game high school. I think you should go out and watch it. And the ending really bothered me. But, you know what? Here's hoping for a season two!

* Was on pace for 5 except the finale sucked. 
** Yes, that's right, I'm complaining because the free webseries I really liked wasn't quite good enough. Deal with it.
*** One minor pet peeve, the ranking system and how it fluctuates is never fully explained? Is it a point system? Is is a ranking from 1 to the number of students? How do you gain and lose points? Inquiring minds demand to know.
**** And, you know, if you'd explained how the selection for the teams worked, you could have worked in how their teamwork was somehow good for both of them.
***** In a show about a video game high school, no less.

Monday, July 9, 2012

Review: Redshirts


Redshirts
Redshirts by John Scalzi

My rating: 4 of 5 stars



"Huh."

That was my response to Redshirts.
Now, to be fair I finished the novel in a severly jetlagged state
and so I blame that for at least part of my ambiguous and incoherant response.

To be fair though, it's a kind of an apt summary.
Let me clarify. It's a nuanced "huh." vaguely positive, said with a small nod, but perhaps with
furrowed eyebrows. A "huh" that says, "I understand, but will have to
ponder about what I think about all this."

For those of you living under a rock* Redshirts is the new novel by John Scalzi in which he deconstructs the lives
of the hapless members of a Star-Trek-ian away team who would inevitably suffer some horrible fate to add additional drama
or convince the watcher that the situation really is dangerous.

Scalzi himself claims the novel can be spoiled, so consider yourself forewarned, but frankly, I had been avoiding reading reviews
before hand for fear of spoilers, and I had a pretty good guess about the twist by the time I had finished the prologue.
I mean, it's pretty obvious, really.

The concept is fun. The Universal Union is appropriately evocative of Federation Starfleet, and the deaths that
inevitably befall the crew are amusing and keep (most of) the moribundity at bay.
I actually felt like the writing and editing were weak for scalzi. The device "a part of his mind said this, a part of his mind said this, a part of his mind said,
boy I sure do have a lot of parts today" is used like two too many times.*** And to be frank the characters are all a little too slight. I realize this is part of the
conceit, but I feel like a better written (or hell, maybe just a longer) book could have preserved the conceit and still given each character enough dialogue
to formulate a more distinctive voice. Plus, there's a major gaping plot hole which kind of ruined the mood for me.

Ultimately, though, the novel isn't really about being on an away team or anything else. It's a deeper meditation
on living, living well, dying, dying well, destiny, fear, and fate. And actually, the real meat of the themes doesn't really come out in the novel itself but rather in the
codas.

Which brings me to the primary redeeming quality of this book.

The codas are really great. The first one is best. It's really funny, but it's also a slightly profound look at art and life.
The other two are pretty great too, but revisit some pretty familiar Scalzian themes.****

So, "huh" John Scalzi. I liked this. And I was worried after Fuzzy Nation, but if you average a good novel and a great set of codas I think you get something very good. I wish it were better, but I think very good is probably good enough.

* By which, of course, I mean most normal people who aren't tied in to the nerd-o-sphere.**
** To everyone else, though, you should have heard of this. It has a theme song from Jonathon Coulton for god's sake.
*** To be fair, I think it was only used twice.
**** (This one really is a spoiler) I'm on to you Scalzi--Having two people fall in love because their alternate representations
were in love sounds an awful lot like what happened to John Perry and Jane Sagan in Old Man's war.



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Review: Shortcut Man: A Novel


Shortcut Man: A Novel
Shortcut Man: A Novel by p.g. sturges

My rating: 3 of 5 stars



Private Eye novels are my genre. They have been ever since I asked my mom (a librarian) for the kind of
mystery novels where they talked about "dames" or something like that.

My mom said immediately, "oh, they're called hard-boiled detective stores" and pointed me to Dashiell Hammett and Raymond Chandler and the rest was history.

20-ish years later, I try to keep track of the private eye genre. One of the most straightforward ways of doing this, of course, is
keeping track of the Shamus awards. I mean, that's the awards from the Private Eye Writers of america.
Seems like it ought to be a good place to start.

Problem is, most of the Shamus award nominees suck. But still, I keep an eye on them, read the ones
that seem interesting, and occasionally I find a sleeper hit.

This book is not that sleeper hit, but nor does it suck, so I'll let it slide.

The plot is straightforward: The main character is a shortcut man, someone who solves problems, not by doing any detecting per se, but
more like by breaking noses and legs.

The good news is, he's funny. The plot moves swiftly, after an unrelated introduction to show how the character does his business, our hero
the detective is asked to determine whether a porn producers wife is cheating on him.
The wife in question happens to already be the detectives girlfriend. (So, as mysteries go,
this ones a dud. but as a crime novel it works ok.)

The author plays it close to the noirish tropes. The wife/girlfriend is a femme fatale of
the first order, and ancillary characters are engaging enough.
In the end though, there's not much *there* there. If there are grander adventures for the
character in place, i'd be interested in seeing it, but for the moment this is a light, fun, and substanceless noirish thriller,
heavy on the noir, light on the thrill.



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Review: The Lost Ones


The Lost Ones
The Lost Ones by Ace Atkins

My rating: 4 of 5 stars



This novel is quite an improvement on its predecessor, largely because in place of the former's clumsy consequenceless action sequences, this novel features some genuine character development on the part of many of the characters from the first book, and some new ones.

Even the bad guys (well, some of them) get a more nuanced perspective. The ending is a bittersweet affair, that leaves everyone significantly changed.


If the next one shows the same degree of improvement, this is going to be a series to be reckoned with.



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Wednesday, June 20, 2012

Fuck yes, Bastion!


Bastion (game)
Supergiant games
5 out of 5 stars.

While all of my friends were busy with Diablo 3, I decided to save $48* and buy the humble indie bundle instead. The thing is, I was kind of in the mood to play a Diablo-like game.

Enter Bastion. A quirky roleplaying adventure game that is completely and unequivocally awesome. The mechanics are straightforward. You move around with the keyboard and click to attack the random beasties that attack you. There is a small amount of customization: throughout the game, you find new weapons***, which you can upgrade in a variety**** of different ways. Along with your weapons you can choose a special attack and as many special powers as you have levels. One of the things this game did really really well is keep the amount of customization manageable. I felt like my decisions had real impact, but I didn't spent all that much time thinking about it.***** The design is, likewise, just right. It's brightly colored****** and all of the levels have a distinctive look and feel.

What really makes Bastion a fabulous game, though, is the storytelling. The story is good enough. There has been some kind of apocalypse. You appear to be the only survivor, until you meet Rucks, a mysterious old man who guides you on the path to save what's left of the world. What makes it transcendent is how it's told. Everything you do is narrated by Rucks in a gravely, old-timey, vaguely hard-boiled sort of voice. And Rucks is an amazing character, he is sweet, and funny, and interesting, and, single handed-ly******* keeps the player engaged in the story. With his narration the story becomes something you really want to hear, and makes the ending one of the more dramatic and engaging endings I've ever seen in a video game. At some point in the ending the game has you make some choices, and the way the story is told, it felt like the choice matters.******** 


Somewhere out there, there's probably a Myers-Briggs-lite test that tells you what your choices in bastion say about your personality. All I know is that I'm happy with my choices, so much so, that I'm not going to go back and try the other ending...

I had some minor quibbles, of course: the difficulty is, shall we say, uneven. I was playing on normal mode, which gives you a finite number of lives (two or three depending on your power-ups...) with which to finish the level. This was not at all a problem until the first interlude level where you fight 20 rounds of monsters. This fucking destroyed me until I figured out the right combination of powerups. And then the game went back to being pretty (to too) easy.*********  Also, the control system is kind of crappy on the computer. You move around with WASD, but since it's a three-quarters top down view, the natural directions that you generally want to move are diagonally. Also, the mouse response left something to be desired, my mouse frequently dropped clicks, and "forgot" I was holding down the mouse button. 

Bottom line? Save ${the current cost of diablo} - ${the cost of bastion}, and play Bastion. It's great!


*And better yet, my measly** $12 was well above the average, which is how I got Bastion!
** I wouldn't feel bad for them. The humble indie bundle made $5,107,675.35. 
*** You find them deterministically though. Apart from picking up money and health potions there is, blessedly, no looting in this game.

**** 2^5 if you're counting.
***** Did I mention there's not looting?
****** Eat your heart out, Diablo fans.
******* Single voicedly, maybe?
******** None of this red explosion, green explosion bullshit.
********* Except for another gem of Bastion innovation: Early in the game, you unlock the ability to customize the difficulty level--in doing so you give the monsters a particular power up, and in return get increased money and XP. With all of these "idols" activated, I defy anyone to claim that the game was too easy...

Tuesday, June 19, 2012

Review: Someone Comes to Town, Someone Leaves Town


Someone Comes to Town, Someone Leaves Town
Someone Comes to Town, Someone Leaves Town by Cory Doctorow

My rating: 3 of 5 stars



OK, let's just take it as read that Cory Doctorow is great for publishing all of his novels under a creative commons license and get straight to the point: This book is freaking weird. And not just because the protagonist is an ambiguously named, navelless Mary Sue whose father is a mountain and whose mother is a washing machine ("he kept a roof over our heads, she kept our clothes clean." it rhymes, get it?*), not because there are characters who are, unironically, Russian nesting dolls (they can't digest food unless all three of them and appropriately stacked), not because the heroes girlfriend has wings that need to be trimmed regularly so she can appear in public, and certainly not because the various handy man tasks that the hero does are described in glorious, meticulous detail. No, this book is freaking weird because of how it randomly and capriciously jumps from a (granted low stakes) Cryptonomiconian techno-thriller about dumpter diving for computer parts to make routers to provide free wi-fi to downtown Toronto, to a quasi horror story about Danny,Doug,Davey**, the psychotic brother chasing down Alan,(Albert,Aaron), to a story-within-a-story allegory about being one's brother's keeper.***

At a thematic level, everything is linked. All of the stories are about how people depend on each other both in explicit and implicit ways. (The brother's keeper-ness being an example of the former, dumpster diving an example of the latter.) But while the novel is heavy on ideas and examples it's low on conclusions.*** What is to be done about Davey,Devin,Darcy, the psychotic and evil brother? He can't be killed, he is an entirely unredeemable malevolent force.**** Everyone loves the idea of free municipal wifi, but who provides the electricity? Who provides the bandwidth?

Or maybe I'm missing the point. As I've commented in my other reviews of Cory Doctorow books, he does a fine job of packing an emotional punch, within reason. The flashback sequence of Alan and his first girlfriend are sweet and moving and heartbreaking.

I have a great deal of respect for Cory Doctorows writing *and* his ideas. I think he's Right an awful lot of the time, and what he says, he usually says very well, but this novel could have really, *really* benefited from some kind of grand unifying conclusion?

But, as i've said before. Cory Doctorow writes fascinating, moving, highly readable, grandly ambitious and deeply flawed novels. I'm glad he does what he does, but I think i'm ready for a break.

* This is apparently a Gene Wolfe literrary reference, so bonus points to Mr. Doctorow for digging deep into the archive.

**Oh, yeah, did I mention none of the characters have a name? Over the course of their appearances in the novel, only their first initials remain constant. This has lead to a delightful remix of the novel where a script dynamically randomizes the first names as you read. (http://craphound.com/someone/) Brilliant!

*** This is straight out of the classical Doctorowian playbook, actually.

**** This degree of malevolvence is one of the most genuinely scary things I've read recently and his character is one of the high points of the novel, but loses something for not having anything resembling a cathartic climax.



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Review: Down and Out in the Magic Kingdom


Down and Out in the Magic Kingdom
Down and Out in the Magic Kingdom by Cory Doctorow

My rating: 3 of 5 stars



Thank god for Cory Doctorow. Thanks to him and his quest to Understand the Future one's reading device can be packed full of Corey Doctorow novels for free and guilt free.

And his novels are fun, light gooey balls of science fictional zanyness. Bonus!

That's not to say that these novels are actually good. Near as I can tell Down and Out in the Magic Kingdom is an exercise in whether or not one can produce a compelling story where absolutely nothing is at stake.

I mean, the premise is that in the {not-too|extremely distant} future, death has been conquered, as has scarcity of resources. One backs up one's digital brain weekly, and should one meet death, one is simply restored from a backup. Likewise, one does not have to work for a living--food is free, instead the coin of the realm is the deploringly named whuffie: a weird hybrid of facebook ''likes'' and brownie points, where good deeds, hard work, or just generally being awesome are rewarded, aparently in proportion to how far out of your social network you've managed to advertise yourself.

The plot then, involves a plucky group of deathless characters trying to save The Haunted Castle exhibit at Disneyworld. Wait. what? Why do I care about that?

The book is highly engaging, and there's several levels of nested irony. This book released on a creative commons license and is about how great disneyworld is. Of course, Mickey Mouse isn't in it because Mickey Mouse will ALWAYS be under Disney's copywrite.
Likewise there's a wink and a nod to the fact that on one hand Disneyland is a magical place, where the details of the user's experience is given foremost attention, but on the other hand, lurking in the background are the secret disney police whose job it is to stamp out any rebellion before it starts. All in the name of preserving the good time of the paying customers, of course.

In fact, these are things I was interested in! I wish they'd been explored more fully. But again, ironically, I suspect it was the fear of ramifications of besmirching Disney's precious reputation, that caused the author to pull quite a few of his punches.

Despite the lack of grave consequences in a world without death, Mr. Doctorow convincingly creates a plot hook that is both convincing and compelling, and there are moments of brilliance as the duality of being an artist and a fan are explored, along with the conflicting desire to both conquer and appreciate the objects of our affection.

But ultimately, the setting (no one can die, everyone lives in fucking disneyworld) gets in the way of the gravitas of the ending and I am left wondering why I should care, and finding that I don't, much.



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Sunday, June 10, 2012

Review: The Prestige


The Prestige
The Prestige by Christopher Priest

My rating: 3 of 5 stars



From perhaps the moment you pick up this book, The Prestige, you get the sense that it's going to be a book with an Ending. (You know, where there's some grand mystery revealed only in the final pages to be a devious and perversely unexpected plot twist. If it were a movie you would think it would join the ranks of The Usual Suspects or the Sixth Sense).

But, in the case of the book, the surprise ending is that there isn't really a surprise ending.
Although there is a central mystery, which involves a mystery phantom twin of a modern character and can only be resolved by looking into the past to the history of the rival magicians, its solution is evident long before the end of the book. And although the book itself (and the ending) is atmospheric and creepy, upon finishing it I found myself wishing that there had been more there.*

That being said, this novel is delightfully plotted and has great timing. The solutions to the various puzzles are not hard to work out, but the manner in which they are presented is interesting and engaging, and the fact that the story is broken into several small pieces each with their own buildup, and tension, and resolution, makes it a fast and for the most part satisfying read.

As a note to my readers, I ended up reading The Prestige because of Christopher Priests online rant about the deplorable state of science fiction awards. This rant I found to be delightful (http://www.christopher-priest.co.uk/journal/1077/hull-0-scunthorpe-3/) (as did some of the people he was ranting against http://www.zazzle.co.uk/internet_puppy_t_shirt-235730813931635704). I highly recommend you read that, at least, even if you end up skipping Mr. Priest's actual literary output.

* And although to a certain extent the book spoils the movie, the movie
is a much tighter and darker piece of storytelling, with not one, but two surprise ending, to boot. I might recommend that in favor of the book, but beware this book is downright cozy relative to its movie version.



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Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Review: Eastern Standard Tribe


Eastern Standard Tribe
Eastern Standard Tribe by Cory Doctorow

My rating: 3 of 5 stars



As I've said before, and will surely say again, I think Cory Doctorow is an amazing human being and I am glad he has sufficient influence to force his vision of the future onto reality, at least a little bit. I mean, seriously, if there are any other modern, (relevant*) authors whose entire literary catelogue I can download without guilt or financial expenditure, someone needs to point me to them immediately.

And for a few dozen pages each, Cory Doctorow's books really sing. I mean, really, who else looks at the corporate emphasis** (or lack thereof***) on usability engineering, and takes it to the logical extreme of business entities sabotaging each other by sending in rogue usability engineers to give the companies bad advice and produce products that are non functioning and overly cumbersome to use. . . .....OR IS IT HAPPENING ALREADY!****

Moreover, the plot thread that gives the story structure--Our hero, Art, trapped on the roof of a towering monolithic sanitarium, a pencil up his nose, poised, ready to lobotomize himself--is wonderfully evocative and compelling.

But actualy, the central plot kind of sucks. Art's friends Fede and Linda are obviously crazy from the get go**** and it's not really ever plausibly explained why Art would hang out with losers like them. Nor is the main conceit ever really explained. Art is a brilliant usability engineer. Why on earth would he be more useful as a saboteur...I mean there is no motivation even for the antogonism between tribes, really.

And while we're on the subject, the tribes themselves don't even make sense. Yes, I get it, you start being friends with people in a particular geographic area and you want to chat with them online, this neccessitates a bit of sleep deprivation. But I don't buy for a second, that the only people you're going to want to hang out with live in one time zone, even if you allow for a very generous amount of homophily based movement.

So yeah, ultimately, this book feels like a poorly rehashed****** Catch 22. But you know what, I had fun reading it, I had fun writing the review, and I have no qualms about saying, Go Download All of Cory Doctorow's Books Now. And better still, they're free.*******

* there are hundreds of self-published "authors" for whom this might true, but I don't have time to read them...that's what editors are for.

** Apple, early Google.

*** Microsoft, late Google.

**** See ***.

***** Not that there isn't a delightful irony in the fact that Art's crazy friends are the ones who
try to have him committed, but a small amount of delightful irony does not make up for a large about of crappy plot.

****** Actually, drop the 're', and I hated Catch 22, anyway.

******* Footnote not realated to the text of the review, but I didn't have any good place for it above. One part of the book that I really enjoyed was Art's early foray onto the Eastern Standard Tribe chatrooms. It's a perfect logical enpoint to IRC chat rooms, complete with finding useful services via cryptographically secure means *and* dealing with obnoxious trolls. It's too bad social networking has all but killed off IRC (at least in my tribes, that is...)



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