Cover to “Weird Tales,” Margaret Brundage, March 1938

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Poster for “Sneakers” (1992)

It’s funny how fallible memory is.  I love this flick, but could have sworn that this was a late-80’s movie that I saw in high school.

I have no doubt that cryptology will always be the world’s most important information technology issue.  (Unless the singularity gives us terminators, that is.)  But it’s funny how the screenwriters here couldn’t have anticipated how hyper-partisan websites, “fake news,” “bots,” “troll farms,” spies and social media could influence democracies.

By the way, I absolutely hate the childish appellation, “fake news,” which I am now seeing thrown out by people on the left as well.  The word we are all reaching for is “propaganda,” isn’t it?  I know I sound like a pedant here, but “fake news” sounds like something a  kindergartener would say — or maybe Orwellian “newspeak.”

 

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“Dark Sonnet,” by Neil Gaiman (“I Didn’t Write This” series)

I am linking here to another terrific poem interpretation from “I Didn’t Write This.”  The poet here is none other than Neil Gaiman.

You can check out the entire “I Didn’t Write This” series at Yulin Kuang’s Youtube channel here:

https://www.youtube.com/channel/UChiPJ3Nyc0shHi91fOE0r6A.

 

A short review of “It” (2017)

“It” (2017) succeeds on a number of levels; it’s both an excellent horror movie in its own right and a faithful adaptation of Stephen King’s incredible 1986 novel.  It’s rate it a 9 out of 10.

The movie works so well because it captures the book’s key juxtaposition of sweetness with horror.  There is a gentle innocence about the story’s circle of adolescent protagonists, who remain kind and good in King’s story — despite facing an incredibly powerful monster while being alienated by adults who are shifty, feckless, or monstrous themselves.  The screenwriters understand that juxtaposition, and successfully bring it to the screen.  The kids here feel real, three-dimensional, quirky and damned likable.  (My favorite was Eddie, the wisecracking hypochondriac, played by Jack Dylan Grazer.)  It adds great tension to the story.

And the monster itself is truly terrific, thanks to an inspired, menacing portrayal by Bill Skarsgard and startling visual direction that nicely summons summons both coulrophobia and grotesque (yet sometimes subtle) body horror.

The film might suffer just a little from something its makers couldn’t avoid — so many of its basic story elements are overly familiar tropes.  King wrote his novel more than 30 years ago.  “Scary” clowns are now omnipresent in popular culture.  (It’s something I’ll never understand.  Clowns are mysteriously and positively irritating to me.  They’re a lot like David Tennant before “Jessica Jones.”)  We’ve also seen more than a few alienated adolescents, period settings and shape-shifting monsters that impersonate our worst fears, in everything from “The X-Files” to “Stranger Things” to … other Stephen King adaptations.  We don’t want the filmmakers to neglect these key story components.  That would ruin the movie.  But they feel like overly common tropes in 2017.

Still, this was a great fright flick.  I can’t wait for Part 2.

 

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Cover to “Weird Tales,” Virgil Finlay, August 1939

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“Leaving the Studio,” William McGregor Paxton, 1921

Oil on canvasboard.

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Throwback Thursday: the Card Catalog

I remember learning to use the card catalog in grade school in the 1980’s.  It was intimidating for a young kid.  The teacher made a big deal out of it, and those long, light brown wooden cabinets looked positively monolithic.  They looked as though they were holding difficult math problems in their uniform, ordered little drawers, in the same manner as the mute Sphinx might hold impossible riddles.

And I still remember how surprised I was at how easy it was.  You only had to remember one of three things: author, subject or title.  And the alphabet took care of the rest.  Every kid knew the alphabet.  It was a bizarrely empowering experience for a young, nascent nerd.

No, we didn’t have the Internet.  Hell, we didn’t even have the Internet for research purposes when I was in college.  I remember driving with Tom (the other most befuddled member of Mary Washington College’s psychology program) an hour and a half to Charlottesville to research our term papers at the University of Virginia.  That was a long drive.

 

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Cover to “Amazing Stories,” Julian S. Krupa, June 1940

Ziff-Davis Publishing.

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Do Androids Dream of Electric Geeks?

Google Deep Dream really is a Kafkaesque nightmare.

Find out for yourself by uploading your photo right here: http://psychic-vr-lab.com/deepdream/

 

“Morris Clothier Maxwell,” portrait by William McGregor Paxton, 1924

Oil on canvas.

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