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- EDITORIAL. This issue heads for the fringes of SF with nonfiction books,
- comics, and, perhaps least central of all, the plans of publishers. Future
- issues will include reviews of periodicals in "Squirming Mags" and a semiotic
- analysis of science fiction in rock videos.
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- Mr. Augean Stapledon, a third-eyed tuatara of the first water, offers us the
- following REPTILE NEWS:
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- I started with the intention of writing something about Isaac
- Asimov's ROBOTS OF DAWN. And then I thought, why do you want to do that?
- That old hack isn't the problem. Just another guy resurrecting the decaying
- flesh of ideas, plots, and characters dead thirty years now, pumping in a
- little '80's topicality (lame sex), and grabbing himself a whole bunch of
- money and a chrome rocket. What the hell? You give a guy a license to
- steal, you've got to expect him to use it.
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- But who gave him the license? That's better, more to the point.
- First, though, look further. An endless stream of Dune books, leper
- books, Riverworld books, 2010-and-counting books, Majipoor books, magic blue
- horse books.... help me, Jesus, I can't do it by myself.
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- It can't be the books. Most are unreadable, some merely boring, and
- a few achieve the exalted status of a well-prepared cheeseburger.
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- SF used to be solely the province of the visionary and/or deranged.
- Its writers could count on, at best, a living wage -- along with, of course,
- the warm admiration of thousands of the isomorphically visionary/deranged,
- for whatever it was worth. This was not a good thing. Philip Dick ate pet
- food; others committed suicide, said the hell with it, or lived lives of
- constant despair. Name your poison. But the crazed were allowed to flourish
- in their own peculiar way, and the results were, now and then, amazing.
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- So by all means bring SF onto center stage and give it a shot at the
- Big Time: New York Times Best Seller Lists, mighty advances, fancy covers,
- seven-piece supermarket dump bins.
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- But don't take a razor to the hamstrings and then say, "Go on, get
- out there, buddy, and run with the best." Don't, in short, isolate the
- Dune-leper-magic blue horse&c. books as quintessential SF and ignore
- everything else. But this is, of course, precisely what mainstream corporate
- publishing does.
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- Meanwhile, back at Waldenbooks, they're honing the SF section -- you
- know, stripping it down to the 'essentials' ... and Waldenbooks are spreading
- exponentially, in more disgusting fashion than any monster SF ever dreamed
- up, while the publishers are reading the writing on the shopping center walls
- -- which says nothing about being weighed in the balance and found wanting --
- and following along.
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- There was a hint at the end of ROBOTS OF DAWN that Asimov might tie
- the ROBOT books and the FOUNDATION books together. Imagine that.
- INVASION OF THE BODY SNATCHERS, my ass. Why bother?
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- CHEAP TRUTH TOP TEN (Nonfiction special)
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- This issue's expanded Top Ten extols works of visionary nonfiction, along
- with lighter pieces to stanch the flow of blood from nose and ears.
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- THE WORLD, THE FLESH, AND THE DEVIL by J. D. Bernal. In the 1920's this
- visionary English scientist, his mind inflamed by what he conceived to be the
- imminent triumph of World Socialism, reinvented the nature of the human
- future. To read this book is to marvel over what science fiction might have
- been if Hugo Gernsback had not misled the genre. A work of staggering
- daring, utterly lacking in comfortable bullshit.
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- DISTURBING THE UNIVERSE by Freeman Dyson. The great physicist-visionary of
- the Orion Project explores the implications of man's role in the cosmos and
- the simple warmth of human life. A sad, wise, hopeful book.
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- THE THIRD WAVE by Alvin Toffler. Former Marxist Toffler had his paradigms
- set early; he aims to be the Marx of the twenty-first century, only this time
- it'll be done right. A brilliant conceptual framework for seeing emergent
- order in the confusion of our times, deliberately pop-oriented and slanted as
- a polemic for action. Echoes of his rhetoric are already apparent in many
- politicians' sudden romance with high-tech industry. Must-reading for anyone
- whose head is not in a bucket.
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- THE NINE NATIONS OF NORTH AMERICA by Joel Garreau. Fascinating social
- analysis of the geographical subcultures of the continent. Floods the mind
- with insight. If you ever wondered why Californians are crazy, this is the
- book for you.
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- THE NEW SOLAR SYSTEM, Beatty, O'Leary, and Chaikin, eds. Mind-expanding
- compendium of the discoveries garnered from unmanned planetary exploration.
- Consigns whole reams of musty space opera to the ash-heap.
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- INFINITY AND THE MIND by Rudy Rucker. Mathematically rigorous treatment of
- the ultimate in mind-stretching concepts, drawn from the warped pen of the
- transrealist Seer of Lynchburg. Like being hit in the head by a bowling
- ball.
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- NEW EARTHS by James Oberg. NASA technician Oberg tackles terraforming in
- this series of technical studies prefaced by SF vignettes. With his two
- other books, RED STAR IN ORBIT and MISSION TO MARS, Oberg has established
- himself as a cornucopia of cribbable data for SF writers. Worth its weight
- in reaction mass.
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- A HOUSE IN SPACE by Henry S.F. Cooper, Jr. The definitive book on Skylab,
- the real lowdown on what it's like to live in freefall. A treasure-house of
- weird sidelights and bizarre detail. Refreshingly free of paramilitary NASA
- tripe.
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- THE PSYCHOTRONIC ENCYCLOPEDIA OF FILM by Michael Weldon. A monument of
- bizarrist cinematic trash. The reader's preconceptions crumble under a
- blizzard of the worthless and deranged. Seems to include every sleazoid SF
- flick ever inflicted on the world, along with countless teens-on-drugs
- flicks, beach movies, and ax-butcher epics. Unbelievably thorough and
- convulsively hilarious. Deserves a place of honor on the reference shelf of
- every cultural mutant.
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- DREAM MAKERS VOLUME II by Charles Platt. More painful frankness from Platt,
- who has a genius for showing up others' eccentricities as if he himself were
- sane. Low-key, utterly convincing demonstrations of the manifold nature of
- psychic damage. In its portraits of the competition, this is perhaps one of
- the most cheering books that a would-be science fiction writer could possibly
- possess. For those already damaged beyond all hope, it provides irresistible
- frissons of warm camaraderie. Meticulous journalism with an eye for the
- absurd.
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- Man-about-graphics Bolt Upright lends us the benefit of his expertise:
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- My father used to buy me comic books. The reward for enduring a
- monthly scalping at the hands of the ex-Nazis who ran the local barbershop --
- Heinz and Willy, the barbers of Belsen. It wasn't a fair trade. Dad got a
- son with a burr, and I got the world's greatest comic magazine; and more. I
- mean, yeah, OK, astronauts are astronauts if you're a kid and have a hero
- jones, but here's what I really needed: this guy Reed Richards, a mad
- scientist in the worst way, takes his girlfriend (Tuesday Weld in MY movie
- version), her kid brother, and a possibly deranged test pilot for a joyride
- in an experimental rocket. Not only do they get away with it, they end up
- with these incredible super powers.
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- Ben Grimm's incessant whining used to really chap my ass. Who was he
- kidding? I would have gladly taken lumpy orange skin, cartoon mouse hand and
- foot digit allotment, and who-knows-what-kind of genitalia for the ability to
- crush cheap essential scenery like papier-mache.
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- And, not to neglect the world's second greatest comic magazine, I
- watched spiders constantly for that tell-tale glow of radioactivity.
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- When I was a child, I read comic books as a child; but when I became
- a man, I put away childish things, and bought the first six issues of
- AMERICAN FLAGG!, the world's greatest comic magazine.
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- Steranko's NICK FURY, AGENT OF SHIELD was the first comic that made
- me see the form as form, and the artist as auteur; MR. A, written and drawn
- by Steve Ditko, as bizarre and didactic as anything could possibly be,
- suggested nonetheless that fairly sophisticated ideological material might
- work in the comic book format; and more recently, the Frank Miller DAREDEVIL
- series with its fine balance of strong scripting, excellent art,
- well-developed characters, and the staples of entertainment, sex and
- violence, set a new high standard in the field.
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- The field, represetned by Howard Chaykin and First Comics, responded
- immediately, and with such an amazing product that, after having read and
- re-read -- (when was the last time you wanted to re-read a comic book?) --
- the first three issues of AMERICAN FLAGG!, I had the peculiar feeling that
- this was the first real comic book I had ever owned. There are terrific
- characters (the protagonist is an ex-vidporn star), impeccable art (every
- issue has a suitable for framing, right-in-your-goddamn-face cover), a
- multi-layered, conspiracy-ridden, paranoid, balls-out story line, got
- politics if you want it, lettering you won't believe (by Ken Bruzenak), and
- whatever sex and violence you require, but never tawdry or gratuitous.
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- In addition to all that stuff, AMERICAN FLAGG! is science fiction of
- a caliber that is almost impossible to find in comics and pretty scarce
- anywhere else. Yeah, there's hardware. Plenty of hardware. There's an
- adventure guy and his adventure girls, even talking animals with mechanical
- hands, but here's my point: good SF is a literature of ideas. The best
- science fiction builds a place for them to live. It's hard to imagine a
- denser, more intricate, cohesive creation that the world Chaykin constructs
- and populates in AMERICAN FLAGG. I used to ask myself, as the simplest way
- of judging a fictional creation, a future-world particularly, "Could it
- happen? Is this projected future reasonable?" I was on the wrong track.
- The question is, "DOES it happen?" In AMERICAN FLAGG, it happens.
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