Saturday, October 29, 2011

11 in 11

I spent last night at the 7th game of the World Series watching the Cardinals win.  It was a totally different experience from the 2006 Series game that I went to even though both were games where the Series was won by the Cardinals. 

In 2006, I knew that they hadn’t had a great season and it was a shock that they got to the Series and I was on pins and needles the entire time. Everyone in the crowd around me was the same.  This time, they had a terrible season up until the end and it was a shock that they got to the Series but I was just so happy they were in it that I didn’t even really care if they won.  And many of the people around me weren’t even paying attention to the game, they were too busy taking pictures to show that they were there.

There was a large group of people who didn’t get tickets to the game who brought lawn chairs and watched through the left field gates.  As the game went on the crowd out there grew until there seemed to be thousands of people.  The benefit (perhaps the sole benefit) of big empty lot next to the stadium, where the old stadium used to be, is that it can hold thousands of partying people.   And they did party.  The streets were packed when the game was over.  Everyone was so happy.  Strangers were high fiving each other.

The parade is Sunday and that should be a lot of fun. 

And then the hot stove league starts and we find out of Albert is staying or leaving us. 

Saturday, October 15, 2011

International Dorothy Dunnett Day

Today is the first International Dorothy Dunnett Day, meant to mark the 50th anniversary of the publication of her first novel, The Game of Kings.  At 1:00 p.m. local time all fans are to gather and toast the author.  If there is a gathering here in St. Louis, I don’t know about it so I will be toasting her by myself.

I was standing in line at the grocery store a few weeks ago, gazing without seeing at the magazines in the rack, when the latest Time Magazine came into focus.  On the front was an article called “Why Mom Liked You Best” and a picture of three little kids with plates in front of them holding slices of cake.  One of them had a much bigger slice of cake.

I thumbed through the magazine and realized that the theme really tied in with some thinking I had been doing lately about Dunnett’s epic series of novels, The Lymond Chronicles .  In the article it said that in any given family most children are perfectly knowledgeable about which child is the favorite, even if the parents try their hardest not to play favorites.  I had been recently thinking about how Dunnett had used that very fact to lay a foundation for a surprising twist in her story.  A twist that might have worked better if it had been able to be structured a little differently.

I had been thinking about Dunnett in connection with last season’s Doctor Who, which I thought was too rushed from an emotional point of view.  To set up a really satisfying ending you have to set up the characters emotionally and you have to give the reader enough facts along the way that the ending doesn’t require too much exposition of new facts.  I applaud Moffatt for trying what he tried this season but I didn’t think it quite worked.  But creative people have to try things and sometimes they succeed and sometimes they don’t.  And I was thinking that even Dorothy Dunnett, who was brilliant in bringing her plots together, sometimes had to rush things a bit.

There are many reasons why I like the writing of Dorothy Dunnett, but one of them is that I love how she structures her stories over many thousands of pages to bring the reader to moments that are both surprising and satisfying not only intellectually but emotionally.

It isn’t solely that she peppers her story with facts that are necessary for the final twist to make sense, it is that she lays the emotional foundations that are necessary for a reader to be fully invested in the the answer to the question she is raising and that makes the reader really appreciate the surprising twists in the story rather than feeling cheated by them. 

Dunnett was a master at setting up endings. But even she wasn’t perfect. She had one plot line which didn’t quite come together as well as it might have and, in my opinion, felt too rushed at the end.

At the end of her six novels called The Lymond Chronicles Dunnett resolves a number of plot lines that she has been working on for thousands of pages.  The most obvious resolution is to the question of whether Lymond is going to live or whether she will kill him off.  The ending  works because it has been firmly established through six long novels that she is ruthless in pursuit of her tale and never hesitates to kill off a character if the tale requires the death to occur.  And, it turns out, that over six long novels she has laid every factual and emotional foundation necessary for her to structure the resolution to that question without having to introduce any extraneous explanations after the fact, so that the story can unfold before us and the emotions can wash over us. 

spoilers ahead (although only limited spoilers)

The other big question to be resolved by the end of the tale is the question of Sybilla Crawford’s past life – what she did and why she did it and why she worked so hard to keep it a secret. This resolution does not work quite as well, at least not for me.  It seems a little rushed and it needs a significant amount of exposition right at the end to get the reader to what should be the emotional “aaah” moment.    

The problem is that Dunnett has laid the emotional foundations for the resolution brilliantly but for very practical structural reasons she can’t lay the entire factual foundation in advance.  So there comes a moment at the end of the novel when Sybilla must simply tell her story.  The reader is given a whole lot of important facts to digest about Sybilla’s past life and long dead people.  A whole lot of complicated important facts to digest, and they all must be digested at a time when the reader is emotionally drained by what came before. 

The thing that we the reader have known and understood from the very beginning of the tale is that Sybilla has two sons, Richard and Francis, and she loves both of them but she loves the younger son, Francis, more.  Dunnett doesn’t try to turn that concept on its head at the end.  There is no doubt that the bond between Sybilla and Francis is key to understanding most of the story. 

But it is so easy, throughout the story, to sympathize with Richard’s frustration over this.  Most of the time Richard simply accepts the situation.  He knows his mother loves him.  He tries not to hold it against his brother that she loves Francis more. But occasionally Richard’s frustrations get the best of him, especially when it seems that Francis is just not worthy of that extra love.  Especially when Richard has been the reliable, dutiful son who has been there for his mother while Francis is gallivanting all over the world. 

There is no doubt in Richard’s mind or in the mind of the readers that, for Sybilla, Francis and his welfare would always come first.  Francis himself perhaps even assumes this for a very long time.  After all, as the Time Magazine article suggested, siblings are well aware of their own hierarchy.

So what a nice little “ahh” moment it is when we discover that the big secret that Sybilla has been keeping for so long, at such great emotional cost to herself and to her favorite son Francis, is a secret that she is keeping for Richard’s sake.  In this matter, Richard came first for her.

And the beauty of Dunnett’s plotting is that Richard will never, ever know this and will go on thinking, for the remainder of his life, that he always comes second.

It is such a nice little moment and it is unfortunate that it is almost buried at the end of the novel.  

I’ve always felt that Dunnett was brilliant in laying the factual and emotional foundation for the hugely emotional penultimate chapter of The Lymond Chronicles.  By that moment in the novels she has set up the story of Francis Crawford of Lymond in such a way that she has three very real choices:  she can kill him; she can let him live with an unsatisfying life laying ahead of him or she can let him live with a happy ending.  And it is a tribute to her that letting him live with a happy ending, while desirable, is incredibly unlikely because of the almost insolvable problems that she has set up in the psyche of her characters.

At the moment in which we find out whether he lives or dies, we are in the midst of a Shakespearean tragedy where death is the result of hubris.  Lymond himself has driven Austin Gray to the point of insanity  and we, the readers, have a complete understanding of why Austin feels driven to take the actions he takes.  We, the readers, have been led to this emotional point very carefully through more than 5,000 pages and all of the factual points necessary to make the situation work have all been clearly established earlier in the novels. It all comes together in one moment of brilliant plotting.

Because of the huge emotional drain of that penultimate chapter I’ve always read the ultimate chapter as if it was an epilogue. It has the rushed feeling of an epilogue.  And although Dunnett has laid the emotional foundation for the final reveal about Richard and Sybilla, the factual foundation is not complete.  There are too many important facts that need to be introduced and the only way for her to do that quickly is through exposition.  Thus, the emotionally drained reader is still trying to take in the import of exactly what happened to Sybilla when the reader should be reacting to the disclosure that Richard, who has always come second in the minds of everyone, was first in the mind of Sybilla in this one very important situation.  And he will never know it.

But since these are the types of novels that one thinks about long after one has finished reading, eventually we can bring our focus on that moment and realize how Dunnett and Sybilla fooled us for all those pages into thinking that Sybilla would never put Richard first.  And realizing what a brilliant plot resolution that is.

It has occurred to me that Dunnett perhaps knew that this moment got lost at the end of The Lymond Chronicles and wanted to further explore this idea.  When she moved on to her series of novels that became The House of Niccolo she intentionally made her main character someone whose youth was significantly flawed as the result of a situation similar to the situation Richard might have found himself in at the age of ten.  The facts are very different, but the end result might have been the same if Sybilla hadn’t decided to keep her secret for Richard’s sake.

In the end, this rushed ending doesn’t result in a significant flaw in the novels.  They are still brilliantly realized and she manages to tie up all the big threads and leave enough little threads hanging that readers are still discussing them.  But a part of me always wishes there had been a little more time to lead us to that ultimate ending rather than tacking it into an epilogue-like chapter.

But certainly all of you should read the novels yourself and judge for yourself.

So on this, the first International Dorothy Dunnett Day, I raise a toast to Dorothy Dunnett.  Writers like her don’t come along very often.

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Withdrawal

via Discoblog, a fan made 50th anniversary video that I think manages to get all the doctors in except the 6th and most of the major villains.

Friday, October 7, 2011

When I Discovered Colin Firth

I’ve always felt somewhat good about the fact that I was a Colin Firth fan before he became well known in America.  I was a Colin Firth fan even before he starred in what is, for me, the definitive film version of Pride and Prejudice.  I became a Colin Firth fan way back in the 1987 when the PBS Masterpiece Theater series aired Lost Empires.

I remember watching Alistair Cooke introduce each episode and explaining that if the novel/film had been set in America it might have been called “Lost Palaces” because this was a story of vaudeville  in Britain and every small town had an Empire Theatre, just like every town in America had a Palace Theater.  But of course it was also a play on words because it was a film looking back on the days when the British Empire was not yet in decline – pre World War I. 

Firth played Richard Herncastle, a young man who loses his parents and is left with only one living relative, his uncle Nick who is a very successful vaudeville magician.  Richard joins the act and travels the music hall circuit.  Lawrence Olivier was in the film, playing a sad, washed up comedian.

I’ve always been fascinated with “back stage” stories that show the good and bad about theater life.  Richard isn’t interested in a vaudeville career, he wants to be an artist. But he meets a lot of interesting people.  

Lost Empires is being released on DVD.  I’d like to see it again.  Maybe someone will give it to me for Christmas … 

Sunday, October 2, 2011

Doctor Who Season 6 Finale

First.  I love Doctor Who and an average season (or even a bad season)of Doctor Who is better than most of what else is on television.

Second, I’ve never really liked any of the season finales for New Who except last season’s “Big Bang”.  In the Russell T. Davies era the stories were so over the top that my eyes got tired of rolling.  I particularly disliked the season finale where they had to tow the Earth back to the solar system. 

Third, I constantly remind myself that this is a show that is essentially meant to be a silly show for the family to watch.  I think of Doctor Who the way I think of those old fashioned Disney movies starring Fred MacMurray.  I don’t usually expect deep character development; I understand that there are going to be many stereotypes and some of the characters will verge on cartoonish.

So, keeping all of that in mind, I thought the finale was fine but not great. It was a visual treat and it tied up lots of loose ends.  It’s one of those episodes that, on the one hand, you can’t think about too much or it just doesn’t make sense.  On the other hand it is the kind of episode that you will think about a lot and eventually figure out twists that you missed the first time.  Just like the rest of the season it had a lot of potential and just like the rest of the season it did not, for me, hit the high mark that the fifth season hit.

But I give them credit for trying. 

I think Steven Moffat is one of the most creative writers in television today.  I applaud what he experimented with this season.  Doctor Who has done story arcs in other seasons of New Who but not to the extent that was tried this season.  There is a big difference between putting the words “Bad Wolf” in every episode or putting a glimpse of the crack in the universe in every episode and what was tried this season – a character driven story arc. 

In my opinion it didn’t quite work, but that’s ok as long as they learn from it.  Maybe a thirteen episode season in which the audience expects (and likes) many stand alone episodes was just too short for the kind of story that Moffat was trying to tell.  It felt rushed.  The emotions felt undeveloped.  It didn’t hang together at times.  If this was an American series with 23 episodes it might have worked.  Maybe.

But although the execution was a bit flawed I do think he achieved what he set out to achieve.  He has deconstructed the Doctor and moved the Doctor back into a position where he can act more like a traditional Doctor who isn’t seen as a superhero and isn’t known in every corner of the Galaxy.  As far as character development of the Doctor went, I think this season was very successful.   I look forward to what Moffat tries to do with the Doctor next season.

I also think Moffat was fairly successful with the character of Rory.  Not perfect, but very good.  At one point I said I had a theory that this season was “all about Rory” as opposed to last season that was all about Amy.  Well, that didn’t end up being completely true, it was really all about the Doctor.  But Rory definitely shone in the spotlight. 

The Companion is always a lens through which we, the viewer, see the Doctor and this year we saw the Doctor very much through Rory’s eyes.  Rory was not enamored of the Doctor and saw the Doctor as dangerous.  That worked very well for Moffat’s plan.   And I sort of liked that we did, for once, see the Doctor more often through the male companion’s eyes rather than the female companion’s eyes.  To think that only the female companion can be the eyes of the viewer is really somewhat sexist.

But the weakest part of this season was, undoubtedly, the female characters – both River and Amy. At this point I feel like a broken record in my complaints about Amy so I’m not even going to go into it again other than to say that, while Amy’s speech to Madame Kovarian was a nice moment, it didn’t make up for the lack of emotion she showed over the entire season about what happened to Melody/River or, for that matter, what happened to her in being kidnapped and her body used to carry a child that was immediately taken from her.

On the other hand, I will complain about what was done with the character of River Song in the second part of this season.  River Song went from being a strong female character who we assumed had a career as an archaeologist separate and apart from her interest in the Doctor to being a woman who is completely and totally obsessed with a man.  We find that she became an archaeologist solely for the purpose of tracking the Doctor.  She is willing to destroy the whole Universe because she cannot bear the thought that she is the one to kill the Doctor.   She goes to prison for killing the Doctor when he and she know darn well that he is not dead.  In the Library River gave up her life for the Doctor and it seemed noble.  But in this episode she gives up her freedom for the Doctor and it just seems like she’s being the dumb woman who will do anything for her man.  I almost expected Tammy Wynette to start playing after the scene in Utah.

But while all of that was disappointing, it was the way the Doctor treated her in this last episode that really struck me. The moment when the Doctor tells her that he’s going to marry her (after telling her that he doesn’t want to marry her and that she embarrasses him) and she needs to just do as she’s told has got to be the low point in the character development of River Song. That was the moment that I realized that Moffat had destroyed River as the unique female character that she was when the Doctor met her in the Library.  She has now become just like all the other Doctor Who women – there to serve the Doctor.

What a disappointment.

As I said, I think Steven Moffat is one of the best writers in television.  But even the best writers sometimes get it wrong.  And when it came to the women of Doctor Who this season, he really got it wrong.

Friday, September 30, 2011

Sherlock Tracks The Doctor: A Study in Time

Watch this GREAT mashup of Sherlock and Doctor Who:

via Live for Films

Can’t wait for January and new Sherlock on PBS.

Sunday, September 18, 2011

Complex – Many Different and Connected Parts.

After Let’s Kill Hitler I decided not to blog every week about Doctor Who.  It is, after all, a show aimed at kids (although not only at kids) so analyzing it too much takes the fun out of it, in my opinion. 

But as we go into the home stretch on this season I find that I want to go on record about a few things.  With two more episodes to go, I don’t have any compulsion to make a definitive judgment about the season yet.  That would be like judging a 1300 page novel after finishing 1100 pages.  So I fully intend to wait to see how Steven Moffat winds up the story arc before judging it.

I just want to record my own temperature at this point to see where I am now versus where I was a few weeks ago. 

  • I complained about direction in previous posts.  The last two episodes (The Girl Who Waited and The God Complex) were both beautifully directed by Nick Hurran who seemed to get that little extra something out of his actors that has sometimes been lacking this season.  Or at least he managed to capture their very good acting and see that it showed up on the edited final product.  I really felt involved with each character and understood what each character was thinking.   I really hope they use him again.
  • The stories for the last two episodes have been very good. The Girl who Waited was written by Tom MacRae.  His previous effort was a two part story for the Tenth Doctor and although I know that critics didn’t really like The Rise of the Cybermen and The Age of Steel I remember liking them very much.  The God Complex was written by Toby Whithouse who also wrote one of my favorite episodes for the Tenth Doctor – School Reunion which saw the return of Sarah Jane Smith. (His other episode was Vampires of Venice which, while not a favorite, I did enjoy.)  When Moffat decides to leave Who they might want to consider Whithouse as the next head writer.
  • I enjoyed Night Terrors enough but thought it was weird to have a story about a terrified little boy and never have Amy or Rory mention their own daughter (although it was also weird that Old Amy in The Girl Who Waited never mentioned that failure of the Doctor either).  Then I read that Night Terrors was originally intended for the first half of the season and was switched with The Curse of the Black Spot.  That’s a shame.  It would have made much more sense in the first half and The Curse of the Black Spot, with its very fallible Doctor constantly guessing wrong and the alien medic who harmed through kindness, would have fit much better in the second half.  I hope there was a production reason why it had to be switched and not simply a realization that they needed the Pirates to already exist before A Good Man Goes to War for that brief second where they stop Madame Kovarian from getting on her spaceship.
  • Unfortunately, despite the ending of The God Complex I don’t for a moment believe that we’ve seen the end of the Pond-Williams duo (and it really annoyed me that the Doctor tried to change her name to Williams at the end).  At a minimum, if the action goes back to Utah and the death of the Doctor, which is where the season began, they have to be there because, well, they were there. But I really really hope that this is the end of them as regular Companions.  I feel very much about Amy Pond as I felt about Rose Tyler – in fact I’ve gone through almost the exact same arc.   I really liked both characters a lot at the beginning and thought the story arc that brought each character to the end of her first season was brilliant.  By the middle of each character’s second season I disliked what had been done to each of the characters and by the end I was more than ready for both to go.  It isn’t necessary to suck Amy into an alternate universe since there isn’t any silly love story that can’t go anywhere.  But she needs to leave the TARDIS permanently and the Doctor needs to move on.   I wouldn’t mind seeing River visit them occasionally.
  • After this story arc is finished, I’d like to see the Doctor begin to travel more to other planets that are not either places made to fool people into thinking they are on Earth or terra-formed planets filled with earthlings who have migrated at some point in the future.  I miss alien planets like we used to get in the old Classic Who.  There hasn’t been enough of that in New Who.  Maybe being in an alien culture could mean that the companion could act more independently and help those people from other planets who will (inevitably) be in distress. I’m really getting tired of the companion as “Damsel in Distress saved by the Doctor” meme, both of which were present in the last three episodes.
  • I previously complained about the lack of emotion this season.  The Girl Who Waited made up for that in spades.  Lots of emotion and handled almost flawlessly (except for the failure to mention Melody being stolen).   Lots of emotion in The God Complex too, although I find it hard to believe that Amy could give up her faith in the Doctor just like that when he told her to.  I would have liked to have seen a gradual failure in faith through this entire season with this episode being the final straw that finally puts him in perspective for her.  I liked Whithouse’s story but he was called upon to find a way to get that entire complicated concept into one episode.  They spent 13 episodes in the first season building Amy’s faith and not nearly enough time in the second season destroying it.  Truthfully, a part of me really wished it had been Old Amy who had survived in The Girl Who Waited.  Or at least that more was made of Young Amy realizing that Old Amy kind of had a point about the Doctor – that would have made The God Complex episode a bit more believable.
  • And that leads me to the whole concept of pacing.  I’ve felt from the beginning of the Moffat seasons that part of his plan was to deconstruct the Davies years and take the Doctor back to a place that is closer to the Doctors of old:  A brilliant, arrogant alien who travels through time and space observing the wonders of the universe but, while he fights bad guys along the way, someone who is still a fairly irresponsible being. The Eccleston/Tennant years saw the Doctor evolve from a war damaged alien who still basically thought the way the old Doctors thought, to a godlike being who was responsible for all of humankind.  The Lonely God was very effective, although a bit exhausting. 

    But it leaves you nowhere to go with the character except to start bringing him down a few pegs.  Davies destroyed all the other Time Lords so the journey down can’t be inflicted on him, it has to be a slow realization of his own.  (I admit that I wondered if Moffat would bring back the Time Lords since Time Lord atoms were in the TARDIS when Big Bang 2 occurred.)  So Moffat is slowly breaking the Doctor down with a long slow process where he realizes how he is thought of and what effect he can have on people – completely unbalanced of course the way people in a depression are unbalanced.   All the emphasis is on the “dark” Doctor and not remembering all the years of the good, heroic Doctor.  But while the set up for the descent has been long and slow, I fear that the descent is going to be brief and fast and over too soon.   It took Davies and Eccleston/Tennant five years and a whole lot of emotion over all of those five years to bring the Tenth Doctor to the point where we believed that he was, or at least thought he was, The Lonely God.  To have the emotional part of his descent back to ordinary Time Lord crammed into a few episodes at the end of this season seems way too fast.
  • Finally, even though I have so many good things to say about The God Complex I still find myself relatively cold on the season. In general, I find myself less satisfied at this point in the season than I have with any other season.  Although it probably doesn’t help that I’m watching this season in real time and not straight through as I did for the other seasons.  

And so we’re off to the end of the season.  Throughout this past year Moffat has seeded his stories with allusion upon allusion to past episodes in the Doctor’s life.  It has been clever and fun.  It remains to be seen how many of those allusions are clues to what is going to happen and which (the vast majority) are just red herrings and there for fun. 

But at least the Cybermen will be back next week. 

July and August Reading

I was away on vacation at the end of July and never posted my July reading. So this post is a combined post for July and August.  In the pas...