Saturday, March 7, 2009

Dollhouse Episode 4

Via sometime commenter Maureen, according to ask ausiello in this week's EW:

Question: Do you have any Dollhouse tidbits? --Jenni
Ausiello:
The show's mythology will really start to unfold on April 3 when, through a series of flashbacks, we learn who Echo was and the underlying "why" and "how" she ended up being lured into the Dollhouse.

I think they should have scheduled it sooner.  

And no, I have no idea who Ausiello is or why we should believe him.

There's more.

These are totally random thoughts.

It was a nice switch to have Echo start out as just a plain person acting like a midwife instead of some sex object.  But why on earth wouldn't that couple have just gotten a real midwife?  At first I wondered, "Why a midwife?  What makes Whedon choose certain roles."  But it soon became apparent that we are, like last week, supposed to juxtapose a client who says she wants to forget something (in this case the pain of childbirth) with the reality of forgetting.

Topher is really annoying.  I assume the writers created an assistant for him because they knew it would be completely unbelievable that he could have been that annoying in front of any of his other colleagues for so long.  His colleagues would have walked away from him  or told him to leave.  Hence the necessity for an assistant who is stuck with him. 

I detected more Whedonisms in this script than in the last three:  Echo/Taffy calling the art expert "old guy expert" and the exchange between Victor and Ballard about Georgia: 

Victor: Russia Georgia not sweet home Georgia.

Ballard: Alabama

I assume that we're going to now see Victor in other characters.  I also assume Victor is his "dollhouse" name too?  DeWitt referred to him as Victor.

The idea of Echo getting remotely wiped in the middle of a gig was a good idea. I think I might have liked the concept of this show the best of the four that I've seen.   The story arc is developing so slowly that I felt that this was a good step forward.  On the other hand I'm not sure that we learned much, except that the wiped Echo was still able to get the nicer of the two accomplices out with her at the end. 

On the other hand, I found it completely unrealistic that those two guys would be as patient with Echo as they were.  It seemed more likely that the one would have beaten her senseless or at least thrown her in a corner and told her to shut up.   And it made no sense that Sierra would give the wiped Echo instructions on how to break out and not insist that one of the professional burglars who owned the drill do the actual drilling.

Hopefully next week we'll get some of that information about Alpha from Dewitt that she was giving to Topher at the end.

Thursday, March 5, 2009

Question

Over at Booking Through Thursday the Question is this:

We’ve all seen the lists, we’ve all thought, “I should really read that someday,” but for all of us, there are still books on “The List” that we haven’t actually gotten around to reading. Even though we know they’re fabulous. Even though we know that we’ll like them. Or that we’ll learn from them. Or just that they’re supposed to be worthy. We just … haven’t gotten around to them yet. What’s the best book that YOU haven’t read yet?

It's probably The Brothers Karamazov. The translation by Richard Pevear and Larissa Volokhonsky has been sitting on my shelf for at least ten years and I know that someday I'm going to read it.

Why don't I, you ask?

I think it's because I don't know how to allocate my time for it because I don't really know anything about it. I'm not familiar with the narrative. All I know is that it is a long novel. I don't know what the flow of the story is; I don't know how many natural stopping points there are; I don't know how demanding it will be from a time perspective.

I don't mean overall time, that never bothers me. I mean each individual segment of reading time. In my youth, when I had large blocks of time that I could spend reading, long novels never deterred me. But now my reading time is more often broken up into smaller segments. So before I pick up a large novel I wonder how many natural stopping points there are and I wonder how intense the reading experience is going to be (i.e. how fast or slow am I going to have to read).

Last September I decided I was going to read Anna Karenina over the winter and part of me hoped it would be a warmup for Dostoyevsky. Why did I feel I could read Anna but not Brothers? Because I knew the story of Anna - I've seen movies based on it. A year ago I saw an Opera based on it. Since I knew the story I felt comfortable that I knew where the natural stopping points were going to be and I also felt comfortable that if I had to put it down for a while I would remember the storyline when I picked it up again.

And, indeed, I was pleasantly surprised to find that Tolstoy broke the novel up into very short chapters. So it is possible to pick it up and put it down over the course of a week. And when I was diverted for almost three months I didn't give up on it, I just eventually picked it up and started reading where I left off. It helps that it is one big soap opera. But I knew before I started that the narrative had a soap opera quality to it.

Brothers? I know nothing. I don't want to start it, find out I don't have time and need to divert myself and then give up because I know that I'll be helplessly lost when I pick it up one (or two or three) months later).

But. I will read it one day.

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

This & That: TV, Books, etc.

Here's some stuff:

  • David Simon (the Wire) has a new series coming out for HBO. "Treme," which takes its title from an area in New Orleans, is a post-Katrina-themed drama that chronicles the rebuilding of the city through the eyes of local musicians. I don't have cable so if it is successful I won't see it until the DVD comes out. I watched the first three seasons of The Wire on DVD but I haven't seen the last two yet. I didn't want to watch Season 4 until Season 5 was out on DVD. I just haven't gotten around to watching them yet.
  • Lindsey Davis has a new book coming out in May: Alexandria. It is #19 in her Marcus Didius Falco series and Falco will travel to ... Alexandria. For those of you who have never read this series, I can't recommend it enough. The recurring detective/investigator character, Marcus Didius Falco, is a gumshoe detective who lives in the ancient Roman Empire during the reign of the Emperor Vespasian (for whom the Vespasian Amphitheater is named by whom the Flavian amphitheater was built, although you may know it as the Colosseum.) Falco and his wife Helena Justina (the daughter of a Senator) are as delightful a couple as Nick and Nora Charles. Here is the synopsis:
    In first century A.D. Rome, during the reign of Vespasian, Marcus Didius Falco works as a private “informer,” often for the emperor, ferreting out hidden truths and bringing villains to ground. But even informers take vacations with their wives, so in A.D. 77, Falco and his wife, Helena Justina, with others in tow, travel to Alexandria, Egypt. But they aren’t there long before Falco finds himself in the midst of nefarious doings—when the Librarian of the great library is found dead, under suspicious circumstances. Falco quickly finds himself on the trail of dodgy doings, malfeasance, deadly professional rivalry, more bodies and the lowest of the low—book thieves! As the bodies pile up, it’s up to Falco to untangle this horrible mess and restore order to a disordered universe.
  • I found an interesting blog today via BookNinja. It's called Seen Reading and it is "literary voyeurism". Toronto based blogger Julie Wilson came up with the idea: She spots someone reading a book and she jots down a description of the person and the name of the book. She guesstimates how far the person has gotten in the book (for instance, 50 pages in) and she goes to a bookstore, finds the book, opens it up to about where the person was and copies down a passage. She then posts that passage on her blog along with something she imagines. OK, that doesn't describe it very well so click the link and look. And here's a video interview (and btw I'm really impressed by how spotless the Toronto subway is):

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

You Suck

No insult intended.

In between reading Anna Karenina and various other books, I've been reading Christopher Moore's You Suck:  A Love Story.  It's what I call my Car Book because it's the book I keep in the car to read when I'm stuck in traffic and at lunch on the one or two times a week that I have time to run out for lunch by myself.  I always have a Car Book but I've found that it can't be too complicated and it needs to have fairly short chapters because I'm reading it in spurts.  And sometimes days go by before I can pick it up again.

I picked You Suck because I've liked all the Christopher Moore novels I've ever read and I'd never read this one.  I should have looked more closely because it seems to be a sequel to another one of his novels, one that I've also apparently never read; I'm guessing  Bloodsucking Fiends if titles are anything to go by.  It is, you've probably guessed, about vampires. 

Picking a story about bloodsucking vampires probably wasn't the best choice for a book to read at lunch time.  But since Moore is a comic writer even the grizzly details are funny.  I must admit that this isn't my favorite Moore novel (in fact I would say that, so far, it is my least favorite) but it was fine for what I wanted.

I think one of the things I like about Moore novels is that he always creates such loveable male dorks.  In this case the dork is Tommy, a brand new vampire recently sired by his girlfriend Jody (yeah he knew she was a vampire but ... love).  In this scene Tommy is out looking for a minion who can run errands for him during daylight hours (I cannot even think of the word minion without thinking of Harmony on BtVS).  Tommy thinks he might have found a likely prospect at a club full of goths and vampire wannabes where Tommy is hanging out pretending not to be a vampire.  But the girl , a goth teen, turns out to be smarter than he thinks and suddenly she bares her neck and tells Tommy that he should "take her":

Tommy had no idea what to do. How did she know?  Everyone in that club would have scored higher on the "are you a vampire" test than he would. There needed to be a book and this sort of thing needed to be in it.  Should he deny it? Should he just get on with it?  What was he going to tell Jody when she woke up next to the skinny marionette girl? He hadn't really understood women when he was a normal, human guy, when it seemed that all you had to do was pretend that you didn't want to have sex with them until they would have sex with you, but being a vampire added a whole new aspect to things. Was he supposed to conceal that he was a vampire and a dork? He used to read the articles in Cosmo to get some clue to the female psyche, and so he deferred to advice he'd read in an article entitled "Think He's Just Pretending to Like You So You'll Have Sex with Him?  Try a Coffee Date."

"How bout I buy you a cup of coffee instead," he said.  "We can talk."

I love Moore's dorky guys.  Which is kind of funny because in real life dorky guys are way too much effort and tire me out after five minutes of conversation that goes nowhere.  After I finish a Moore novel I'm always convinced that I'm going to give the next dork I meet a chance. 

I think one of the reasons this is one of my least favorite Moore books is because, other than the two main characters being vampires, everyone is so normal.  There is no exotic location, as in Lamb or Island of the Sequined Love Nun.  The people aren't crazy as in The Lust Lizard of Melancholy Bay.  And other than a shaved cat, there are no animals or strange creatures as there were in Lust Lizard and Fluke.

The shaved cat, Chet, has personality but we never see anything from Chet's perspective.  Compare this with one of my favorite characters that Moore has ever created: a Labrador retriever named Skinner.  Skinner's human is another dorky guy who Skinner refers to as "food guy" but whose real name is Gabe. 

Skinner had been banished to the porch that afternoon, after he had taken a roll in a dead seagull and refused to go into the surf or go near a hose to be washed off. To Skinner, dead bird was the smell of romance.

 
Gabe crawled out of bed and padded to the door in his boxers, scooping up a hiking boot along the way. He was a biologist, held a Ph.D. in animal behavior from Stanford, so it was with great academic credibility that he opened the door and winged the boot at his dog, following it with the behavior-reinforcing command of: “Skinner, shut the fuck up!”


Skinner paused in his barking long enough to duck under the flying LL Bean then, true to his breeding, retrieved it from the washbasin that he used as a water dish and brought it back to the doorway where Gabe stood. Skinner set the soggy boot at the biologist’s feet. Gabe closed the door in Skinner’s face.


Jealous, Skinner thought. No wonder he can’t get any females, smelling like fabric softener and soap. The Food Guy wouldn’t be so cranky if he’d get out and sniff some butts. (Skinner always thought of Gabe as “the Food Guy.”) Then after a quick sniff to confirm that he was, indeed, the Don Juan of all dogs, Skinner resumed his barking fit. Doesn’t he get it, Skinner thought, there’s something dangerous coming. Danger Food Guy! Danger!

Now that's a character with personality.  And Gabe wasn't bad either.

Moore has a new book coming out called Fool that is, apparently, set in England and involves Shakespeare (or at least Shakespearian language). The Globe and Mail published a Q&A with Moore as part of the promotion for the new novel.   Someone asked him how he researches his books:

Generally, when I get an idea, I read a few books on the subject, but then I go to where the book takes place. For Lamb I spent three weeks in Israel. For Coyote Blue I lived on the Crow Reservation for a months. I think really start forming the story and doing the academic research, which may involve archeology, sociology, geography, history, religion... well, you get the idea. I'd say I probably read 100 or more books for Lamb, and had to completely map out the Gospels into a coherent time-line, as well as create characters who only have one line in the Gospels, or sometimes are only named. Yes, it can get pretty intense.

For a book like Lamb the research can take a couple of years. For Fool, my new one that's just out, it was over a year just to learn the Shakespeare and British idiom enough to write a British-sounding comedy.

This sounds encouraging.  It would be more encouraging if one of the main characters was a non-human mammal.

Monday, March 2, 2009

Re-Reading Babel Tower

I hesitated before I moved on to A.S. Byatt's Babel Tower.  I disliked this novel the first time I read it and I wasn't eager to get into it again.  But I truly enjoyed re-reading The Virgin in the Garden and Still Life and, while I could have stopped after Still Life, I had always wanted to re-read A Whistling Woman at some point and to do that I needed to re-read Babel Tower.  There seemed no time like the present, so I plunged in.

I still didn't like it, although not with the same intensity that I disliked it the first time.  At over 600 pages, it is a very long novel.  I paused at about the 200 page mark to ask myself what Byatt was trying to accomplish with this novel.  It wasn't a novel about the the characters'  thought processes; it wasn't about the creative process.  And yet there was creation and thinking in it.  It is much more driven by narrative than the first two novels in the quartet.

The story takes place in the early 1960's, six years after the end of Still Life. There are multiple stories, all intertwining. One narrative is the story of Frederica Potter who has made a bad marriage and is going through a bitter divorce and custody battle. The other stories involve a novel called BabbleTower written by an eccentric named Jude Mason: large parts of the actual narrative of that fictional novel are excerpted but there is also the story of the struggle to get the novel published and then an ensuing court case over whether it is obscene.  There is also a side story in which the writer Alexander Wedderburn becomes involved in an education commission that studies and makes recommendations on how children are or should be taught.  And there is a small side story about Agatha, a single mother and Frederica's landlady, who among other things is spinning a long serial fantasy story for the children. And there is the story of Frederica's brother-in-law whose narrative has stopped as he has walked away from his old life and isn't clear what he will do with his new life.

I found Frederica's narrative compelling. Byatt was at her best when writing about the relationship of Frederica with her child, Leo. And also the struggle Frederica had with the expectations of society (or at least a certain type of society) and her own expectations of herself.  I found the back story story of the publication of the BabbleTower novel mildy interesting.  I found I was just as bored with the actual narrative of the BabbleTower novel this time as I was the last time and, just like last time, I had a hard time believing that it would find a publisher.   I was also again bored by the children's story that Agatha was weaving. I found both trials only mildly interesting.

I knew from my prior reading that part of the point of this novel was about the force of narrative, both in fiction and in real life. I knew that by the end of the novel Frederica would see her life reduced to a narrative in legal documents, the content of which was partly untrue and, in any case, incomplete.  In the end, the judge would believe the false narrative and not the truth.  At the same time, the narrative of the Babbletower novel would be rejected as obscene by a jury who could not get past their disgust at the content to see the larger truths that the novel espoused.   This novel was Byatt's first novel published after Possession and part of the story of Possession is that the modern characters feel they are trapped in a traditional narrative and wonder if they are doing things because they want to do them or because they think they should do them.  It seemed to me, when I first read Babel Tower, that Byatt was further exploring that theme of the power of narrative.

But it doesn't take 600 pages to show the power of narrative.  So I always felt that I must have missed something else in this novel the first time around, something else that Byatt was trying to get me to think about. There was simply too much going on in the novel to make it only about the truth of certain human relationships, such as the relationship between a mother and son.

At the 300 page mark I finally gave myself permission to skim or simply skip major parts of Jude Mason's dystopian novel and reading became easier. I also decided to allow myself to skim over Agatha's fantasy story. I have a low tolerance for fantasy novels, although I can tolerate them better when they are meant for children, and I knew the the pages and pages of direct text from those stories were one reason I had disliked this novel the first time.  I remember that each time I would come to one of them I would find it difficult to go on.  Some people say the same thing about all the poetry in Possession. By giving myself permission to skip them or just skim them I kept myself engrossed in the rest of the novel.

I found myself, this time, focusing more on Alexander Wedderburn's story and Frederica's path toward becoming a teacher.  And it finally dawned on me, that was what else this novel was about for me - the importance of learning critical thinking; the effect of learning how to think critically but not being able to use critical thinking because you are stuck at home with children (this was somewhat explored in Still Life); the effect of not learning critical thinking and reading stories only for their face value; the actual process of learning critical thinking and the questions that educators ask themselves about the best way to teach critical thinking.

This theme is mostly seen through the study of literature.  Again, as in the other novels, the study of literature is key to Byatt's characters and is represented by the storytelling for young children and Frederica's frustration at not being able to go back to school and the adult education classes held after long hours of work in church halls.  It culminates in the jury's bewilderment at being asked to look beyond the literal story of BabbleTower to what message the novel might have for society and why it was important that authors be able to create works that might, on their face, be judged obscene.  Byatt seems to be saying that critical thinking is important when you are looking for the truth --whether you are judging obscenity or judging a divorce/custody fight.

If critical thinking is a doorway to truth then learning how to think critically is the key to opening that door.  And this novel ends up being a novel about learning or, more specifically, a novel about education.  This novel asks all the questions that were being asked about education in the 60's.  Can we educate ourselves or do we need to be led by a teacher?  Do we need basic skills to understand (and write) literature?  Grammar, for instance.  Does grammar come naturally or does it need to be taught? (It blows my mind that this was ever a real question.) What is the best physical environment for children to learn in?   Do you teach children by rote memorization or by freeing them to learn what they want and what do they lose when you take one of those methods away?

One of my favorite moments is a disagreement on Alexander's committee about the importance of rules.  The committee had visited a school in which the children learned nothing by rote, not even the alphabet.  One of the committee members asks how they navigate the dictionaries that they carry and the teacher says she just shows them, until they eventually know it.  Later, one of the committee members says he:

is not in favor of new educational methods which attempt to promote discovery at the expense of learning a few facts.  He thinks children are being cheated by being made to discover all sorts of things they could actually simply learn about and then go on to discover more interesting things. Rules facilitate. Rules create order, and without order is no creativity.  The poor little children who didn't know the alphabet are wasting hours looking through their dictionaries at random. 

He concludes that the need for rules is a deep human need.  In response, one of the other more "modern" committee members retorts "That's what the Fascists said."   The whole conversation brought back to me my life as a child in a 1960's elementary school and the wasted year of 5th grade as the teacher took away all structure and just let us learn.  Or not.

But this novel also reminded me of the best of my teachers.  Here is Frederica teaching D.H. Lawrence's Women in Love:

"At the centre of Women in Love," says Frederica, "is a mystery, an emptiness.  The two women are wonderful both as real women making decisions about love, about sex, about the future, and as myths, as mythic beings willing life or death.  But what are we to make of Birkin, who in many ways is Lawrence, in many ways is the central consciousness of the whole tale? We are told, and mostly forget, that he is an Inspector of Schools.  Indeed at one moment, we actually see him inspecting a school, when he discusses with Ursula the sexuality of hazel catkins.  But mostly we do not believe in him as an Inspector of Schools. He has the entree both to the upper class society of Nottinghamshire and to the Bohemian artistic world in London.  There is no reason why this should be so.  It feels wrong."

Frederica is discussing this with her students because it is a problem that she has been trying to work out in her own mind.  Why there is an emptiness - because, she thinks, Lawrence has written Birken as an Inspector of Schools who sees the world as if he were a novelist writing a book.  But he isn't a novelist.  Writing a novel is not part of of the narrative of Birken and that's why certain things feel wrong.

Frederica, who has never wished to teach, discovers that she is a good teacher. And that is important - for the students and for Frederica.  As one of the members of the Committee on Education comments after some school visits, there were two schools they found that were exemplary but those schools were, perhaps, exemplary because of the individual skills of the particular teachers.  Good teaching depended on the skills of the teachers.  And I said aloud, "duh."

But of course the best teacher still works within the confines of an educational system.

The theme of the novel is very much, among other things, education and differing ideas about the best way to educate children.  In Frederica's divorce trial, she ends up with custody of her son in part because she emphatically disagrees with her husband that their seven year old son should be sent off to boarding school.  Unexpectedly, the judge agrees with her.  He was sent away at the age of seven. 

And in the obscenity trial of BabbleTower the author's upbringing in a boy's boarding school is an issue.  There is a question as to whether or not he was abused. As we read novels like Harry Potter we shouldn't forget that not all boarding school experiences were good ones.

So, in the end, although I still didn't like the novel I am glad that I re-read it.  It sets me up to re-read A Whistling Woman which I remember enjoying tremendously and it gave me many things to think about. 

Sunday, March 1, 2009

Dollhouse Episode 3

If you don't want spoilers, don't click for more.

Victor is a doll? 

Now there was a twist I didn't see coming. And was he an active inserted into the Russian mob without their knowledge or does this mean that the Russian mob is behind Dollhouse?   (Who were the suits who were talking with Sierra's handler at the end of the show? ) Does that make it more likely or less likely that the strange chick who lives across the hall from Ballard is a doll?

Early in this episode I was watching Tahmoh Penmikett's performance as Agent Ballard and thinking that it just wasn't doing anything for me.  He doesn't do anything for me.  And I was thinking that most Joss Whedon shows have an appealing male actor with real charisma.  David Boreanaz. Nathan Fillion.  James Marsters.  

I was idly thinking that the only male actor in this show that might have "it" is Enver Gjokaj whose portrayal of Victor I've found appealing.  And I was inwardly lamenting that he had the smaller role.  And I was wondering if I'd get tired of his Russian accent. This plot twist gives me hope.

Other than that, I wasn't particularly enamored with the stand alone plot of this episode.  Another week with lots of skin on display.  At least they didn't hire her out for sex again this week, that was starting to annoy me.  But the plot seemed like something they found in the vault originally intended for Charlie's Angels.

I give Eliza Dushku credit for singing.  I've never been a big fan of Dushku but I think she's done a good job on these three episodes and I don't fault her for the fact that I haven't connected with the Echo character.  It's a problem with the writing.  Having her switch personalities every week makes it really hard to connect with her and her blank character is uninteresting (at least, it was until the final moments of this episode).  I really want to get past these first stand alone introductory episodes and get to the point where Joss can be Joss. 

On the other hand, the few times I first saw Buffy I wasn't hooked on it either.  I didn't get hooked until I started watching it regularly (which was unintentional).  I never did get hooked on Angel even though I enjoyed it when I did watch it.  And they took Firefly off the air before I even got a chance to see more than one episode.  So maybe I shouldn't complain.

I found the end intriguing with the little signal exchange that happened between Echo and Sierra.  I think the development of Langdon's character is coming along.   I feel like more of the back story is developing.  All of which are positives.

But I don't really care about this show.  Not yet.

I'll keep watching until they take it off the air because I can't help myself, but I'd rather feel really sad when they take it off than indifferent.

And in the meantime I'll hope that I like Nathan Fillion's new show.

The Pirates of Penzance at OTSL

    The Opera:  Frederic has turned 21 which marks the end of his apprenticeship with the Pirate King (he was supposed to be apprenticed to ...