Thursday, June 24, 2010

The Puppet Masters

by Robert A. Heinlein
(New York: Signet, 1951)
Paperback, 175 Pages, Fiction
ISBN: N/A, US$1.25

ABCD Rating: BACKLIST

From the Cover: Attack from space! Lock your doors. Never enter a dark place. Be wary of crowds. A man wearing a coat is an enemy. Shoot! This is a state of emergency. Invaders from another planet have landed in a flying saucer at Des Moines. They are capable of controlling man’s every thought and action. No one is safe. The monsters must be stopped. There is no choice. It’s your life or theirs. You must kill.

My Review: For my Afrofuturism seminar, I wrote a paper on reproductive anxieties as evidenced in science fiction, using posthuman theory. I had originally planned to discuss Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein, Jack Finney’s The Body Snatchers, Philip K. Dick’s Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?, Octavia E. Butler’s Lilith’s Brood and Heinlein’s The Puppet Masters. It had been a number of years since I had last read the Finney, Dick and Heinlein and so I decided to pick them up again and read through them in preparation for my paper (they’re all fairly short).

As I read through Heinlein’s book, it was different than I had remembered, and I ended up not using it in my paper, but that doesn’t mean I didn’t enjoy the read. I think the last time I read this novel was in either middle school or high school, so well over 20 years ago. I don’t remember much from that particular reading, other than being freaked out by the whole idea (and titillated by the notion of having to walk around naked … so I must have been in middle school). This time around, as a much more mature reader (ha ha!) I was in love with Heinlein’s terse prose and his way with a yarn.

The whole idea behind Puppet Masters is brilliant, the passive (so to speak) alien invasion is one of the best plots out there and when done right (as here and, another good example, in Finney’s novel) it is a reading experience of utter and sheer paranoia. Reading Heinlein’s novel will cause you to peer over your shoulder every couple of minutes and make you look askance at anyone who appears to be “overdressed” for the location, season or weather.

Hand-in-hand with the paranoia goes the fact that The Puppet Masters, like any good piece of genre fiction, really relays a time’s fears and concerns and anxieties (that was part of my argument in my paper) and with Heinlein’s novel, it really has a Cold War, There’s a Commie Under Every Bed, Fifth Columnists, Better Dead Than Red mentality in its battle versus the invading space aliens. But that’s what makes a book like this “timeless.” The Puppet Masters is an anti-communist story. It is a Big Brother story. It is an anti-consumer culture story. It is a story of the “war on terrorism.”

Political overtones aside, though, the long and the short of it, though, is that I thoroughly enjoyed this story.

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Post #800 and Some Drooling Over Bookshelves

So, 800 posts over five years. Who’d’a thunk it? So, for Post #800, I thought I’d share some fun book shelves…

I want this one…


(From dvice)

And, because you can never have too many bookshelves:


I have to echo the sentiment of Susan over at Well-Mannered Frivolity (whom I stole this from, and she apparently stole it from The Centered Librarian) when she said of this: “If you didn't just utter the words, ‘Holy freakin' crow! That's a lot of books!’ then perhaps, you're visiting the wrong blog.”

And I would add I might have to reassess our friendship.

Teaser Tuesdays: I Will Never Be Ready...

Teaser Tuesdays is a weekly bookish meme, hosted by MizB of Should Be Reading. Anyone can play along! Just do the following:



  • Grab your current read
  • Open to a random page
  • Share two (2) “teaser” sentences from somewhere on that page
  • BE CAREFUL NOT TO INCLUDE SPOILERS! (Make sure that what you share doesn’t give too much away! You don’t want to ruin the book for others!)
  • Share the title & author, too, so that other TT participants can add the book to their TBR Lists if they like your teasers!
I took a break from Android Karenina to plow through some other, shorter books, and am just pages away from finishing one of my favorites, Thomas Harris’ The Silence of the Lambs, and with that, here is my Teaser (with an additional sentence just to make things interesting):

The Silence of the Lambs
-Hannibal Lecter Series, Book Three-
(New York: St. Martin’s, 1989)
Paperback, 367 Pages, Fiction
ISBN: 9780312924584, US$7.99

MY TEASER: “Pembry had managed to sit up and he was crying. Dr. Lecter looked down at him with his red smile. ‘I’m ready if you are, Officer Pembry,’ he said” (238).

Monday, June 21, 2010

Musing Mondays: Genres, Genres, Genres

Today’s Musing Mondays (hosted by Should Be Reading) is as follows: Name your top 2-3 favorite genres (the ones you read most from).

I’ll make this one short and sweet since it is a pretty straightforward question. Number One is, without a doubt, the Horror Genre. Of the books I own the greatest percentage of them could be classified as Horror and I consistently read that genre more frequently than most others. Number Two is, probably, the Fantasy Genre. I love a good pulp-y sword and sorcery novel and the whole Dragonlance series is at the top of that list. Finally, Number Three would probably have to be—if I’m going to be honest with myself—is children’s literature. I read to my children every night at bedtime as well as at various times throughout the day, and so that genre would definitely make the list.

Sunday, June 20, 2010

Father's Day

I’m not a “traditional” Dad … I don’t fish, play golf, wear ties, work in an office, drink coffee or alcohol, fix cars … I’m not a complete domestic klutz, I can do laundry, cook, change diapers and take care of the kids. My father was the same, and so Father’s Day was always a challenge because all of the gifts and cards were/are geared toward a stereotypical view of Fatherhood. So, the easiest route to go for both my Dad and myself has always been books, since we are both big readers. Therefore, on this Fathers’ Day, it seems to me that it would be fun to look back on the books I have read and answer three questions:
  1. Best Father in Literature
  2. Worst Father in Literature
  3. Best Book for Dads

Best Father in Literature
After a lot of consideration, I think that this “award” goes hands down to Atticus Finch in Harper Lee’s novel To Kill a Mockingbird. Now, my choice of Atticus may be colored by Gregory Peck’s masterful portrayal in the film but whether it is or not is immaterial because the Atticus in the film is, more or less, the Atticus in the book and so whether or not Peck influences my decision has no bearing on the choice. (Does that make sense?) Anyway, even though Atticus is an older dad, and a single dad, I think that he is one of the greatest dads in literature because he is one of the most loving and caring dads. He is very involved in the lives of Jem and Scout and he is a model father in that he is always teaching his children and never disciplining them in a manner that would have been consistent with the time. I love that he is gentle with Jem and Scout, and one of the best images in the novel is Atticus sitting in his chair with Scout on his lap as they read the newspaper and he reads with her and teaches her to read. It is a very loving and wonderful image that really sticks with me.

Worst Father in Literature
My inclination in this category is to name Jack Torrance from Stephen King’s The Shining as “Worst Father in Literature” and I think that that is what I am going to do, though with a bit of a caveat. Why Jack? Well, after all and if you will remember, he is the father who is a fall-down drunk who breaks his son’s arm, beats a student senseless … oh, and chases his wife and child around a deserted hotel with a roque mallet calling for them to “take their medicine.” It doesn’t get much “worst” than that, really, and in spite of Jack’s “good” moments, he really is a pretty bad father from page one and it doesn’t go anywhere but south from there: destroying the engine of the only snowmobile and blaming it on your son, smashing the only CB radio and blaming it on your son, blaming your weaknesses and peccadilloes on your wife, taking absolutely no responsibility for your own failings and always seeking to pass the blame to others … that rates you pretty high on the Worst List. That said, it is time for the caveat of which I spoke. In spite of all of this, Jack isn’t a “horrible” father. Danny genuinely loves him, Jack seems to genuinely love Danny, Jack—depending on your interpretation of the novel—may not be entirely responsible for his actions in the Overlook (it is haunted, after all, and violently so … but it does seem to amplify Jack’s emotions and feelings that he already has), he comes from a history of domestic violence (his father was a world-class wife- and child-beater, so to speak), and in the end in spite of being possessed by the hotel manages to at least redeem himself a little by giving his son and wife time to escape before it all goes up in a massive fireball. So, I name Jack Torrance “Worst Father in Literature” but hang an asterisk (*) after that title and acknowledge that his failure as a father is all the more glaring because of his prior success.

Though, to be fair to Jack, it might just be the way King (and Kubrick) have portrayed him. After all, according to this, he might not be a bad dad after all:


Best Book for Dads
So, my initial thought on this particular “award” was Sherman Alexie’s Flight which is a novel that is, in one sense, a book that is a meditation on fathers and sons and the nature of “fatherhood” and what those two words mean in relation to each other and what relationships can be passed along those lines. It really is, in the end, a wonderful and heart-warming story. However, the more I think about it, the more I think that Flight ties with Ray Bradbury’s marvellous Something Wicked This Way Comes which, like Flight, is a meditation on the relationship of fathers and sons and what goes on between them. Like Alexie’s book, Bradbury’s takes the innate closeness of a father and son and then runs all sorts of problems and complications through that relationship and sees what comes out in the end. For Alexie, that end result is hopeful, if somewhat problematic, and for Bradbury it is equal parts nostalgia and melancholy. However, whichever way you take it these two books are simple amazing pieces of fatherhood literature and so they both are my choice for “Best Book(s) for Dads.”

Friday, June 18, 2010

The Friday 56: A Hunch

The Friday 56 is hosted by Storytime with Tonya and Friends

RULES
  1. Grab the book nearest you. Right now.
  2. Turn to page 56.
  3. Find the fifth sentence.
  4. Post that sentence (plus one or two others if you like).
  5. Post a link with your post to Storytime (and here on Bryan’s Book Blog).
Robert Bloch’s Psycho is the closet book to hand here, and I want to say that if you haven’t read it yet, then you really need to. It is a simply amazing book: suspenseful, scary and absolutely terrifying. And the end, oh the end … it’s one of the best endings in literature … so understated and so chilling. So, without further ado, here is my Friday 56:

Psycho
by Robert Block
-Psycho Series, Book One-
(New York: Bantam Books, 1969)
Paperback, 137 Pages, Fiction
ISBN: N/A, US$0.60

My 56:I was playing one hunch—that she’d stick to the highway because she was coming here” (56).

Friday Finds: June 18, 2010

Friday Finds (hosted by Should Be Reading)

What great books did you hear about/discover this past week?
Share with us your FRIDAY FINDS!

Since I haven’t listed Friday Finds for a while now, I have been accumulating book titles. After culling through that list, here are my favorites of which I am most excited to get my hands on. They come from a variety of sources (many of which are now lost in the sands of time) and so I’ll dispense with that part of this and just give some blanket thanks to one and all. (Though, if I had to pick … I’d have to say that the one on this list that tickles me the most is Jeff Burk’s Shatnerquake … the premise is just too funny, and c’mon … how can you resist a cover like that?)

Bird by Rita Murphy
Claire de Lune by Christine Johnson
The Dark Lantern by Gerri Brightwell
Full Dark, No Stars by Stephen King
Kicked, Bitten, and Scratched: Life and Lessons at the World’s Premier School for Exotic Animal Trainers by Amy Sutherland
Kraken by China Miéville
LEGO: A Love Story by Jonathan Bender
The Looking Glass Wars by Frank Beddor
The Passage by Justin Cronin
Shatnerquake by Jeff Burk
Stories: All New Tales edited by Neil Gaiman and Al Sarrantonio
The Suspicions of Mr. Whicher: A Shocking Murder and the Undoing of a Great Victorian Detective by Kate Summerscale
Tea Parties for Dads: A Crash Course in Daughters for New Dads by Jenna McCarthy
The Transformation of Bartholomew Fortuno by Ellen Bryson


Thursday, June 17, 2010

Booking Through Thursday: Now, Past and Pastest

Another Thursday is upon us, and that means it is time for yet another Booking Through Thursday prompt. What will it be this week, you ask? Here you go…


Prompt: Do you prefer reading current books? Or older ones? Or outright old ones? (As in, yes, there is a difference between a book from 10 years ago and, say, Charles Dickens or Plato.)

Until I got really serious about my college career as an English major, I was an equal opportunity reader. I read Current Stuff, Older Stuff and Outright Old Stuff without any rhyme or reason. I was as likely to pick up Beowulf as Alexandre Dumas as Stephen King. However, as I worked my way through my undergrad career and went through survey courses and started specializing, I leaned more and more toward contemporary literature and that is more or less where I have planted my academic flag: in contemporary lit (i.e. roughly 1950 and forward). That is not to say that I won’t pick up Bede or Alcott, there is something to be said for the predecessors of Charles Johnson, Angela Carter, and, say, Don DeLillo … after all, the postmodern movement and contemporary literature are writing in conversation with and writing against what came before it, but I lean toward books from the last 50 years before most anything else nowadays.

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

A-Z Wednesday: Playing Catch-Up (Again)

So, here I am, once again, playing catch up on A-Z Wednesday. Hopefully, from here on out I’ll be more regular about posting these. As I’ve mentioned on this blog … one of the things that I really enjoy in my reading is what is called Weird Fiction and its descendents. That old school horror and science fiction of the 30s and 40s are some of my absolute favorites and so I’ve decided to showcase some of what I feel are the best and essential works of the Weird Fiction, Horror Fiction and Science Fiction that are on my shelves. I set 26 books aside, and actually have been able to post A-M and since this Wednesday’s letter is S, I’ll still have some back filling to do. Just in the interest of time I won’t be giving any “Thoughts” on letters N-R other than to say I endorse every single one of these books, and a few of them have been reviewed on the blog in the past, and I’m thinking of reading some of these in the near future and so will be reviewing them, probably soon. (How’s that for equivocation?)

And, just by way of fun, here are the links for the past letters: A-G, H, I, J, K, L, and M.

A-Z Wednesday is hosted by Reading at the Beach.

Here are the rules: Go to your stack of books and find one whose title starts with the Letter of the Week and post the following:
  1. A photo of the book
  2. Title and synopsis
  3. A link (Amazon, B&N, etc.)
  4. Come back here and leave your link in the comments
If you’ve already reviewed this book, post a link to the review as well. Be sure to visit other participants to see what books they have posted and leave them a comment (we all love comments, don’t we?) Who know? You may find your next “favorite” book.

So, without any further ado, here are my N-R books:


N: The Nightwalker
by Thomas Tessier

(New York: Signet, 1981)
Paperback, 184 Pages, Fiction
ISBN: 9780451015280, US$2.50

From the Cover: Bobby never meant his lover to end his life beneath the wheels of a London bus. Yet when the uncontrollable tingling sensation began in his hands, he could only watch in helpless horror—powerless to prevent those savage, killing hands from pushing her to her doom. … He almost convinced himself it was all a bizarre accident, till the day he saw the jogger. Gazing at the man in almost hypnotic fashion, Bobby felt that same eerie power flowing into his arms and legs, found himself racing with effortless, animal-like grace to overtake the runner. He never knew when the race was transformed into a chase that signified the beginning of a devastating reign of terror, terror that would relentlessly stalk the streets of London—and, again and again, would end in the bloody jaws and rending claws of death.


O: Off Season: The Author’s Uncut, Uncensored Version!
by Jack Ketchum
also includes the bonus short story “Winter Child”

(New York: Leisure Books, 2006)
Paperback, 308 Pages, Fiction
ISBN: 9780843956962, US$6.99

From the Cover: September. A beautiful New York editor retreats to a lonely cabin on a hill in the quiet Maine beach town of Dead River—off season—awaiting her sister and friends. Nearby, a savage human family with a taste for flesh lurks in the darkening woods, watching, waiting for the moon to rise and night to fall. … And before too many hours pass, five civilized, sophisticated people and one tired old country sheriff will learn just how primitive we all are beneath the surface … and that there are no limits at all to the will to survive.


P: Psycho
by Robert Bloch

(New York: Bantam Books, 1969)
Paperback, 137 Pages, Fiction
ISBN: N/A, US$0.60

From the Cover: She stepped into the shower stall … and let the warm water gush over her. That’s why she didn’t hear the doo open. At first, when the shower curtains parted, steam obscured the face. The she saw it. … A face, peering through the curtains, hanging in midair like a mask. A head-scarf concealing the hair, and glassy eyes stared inhumanly. The skin was powered dead-white and two hectic spots of rouge centered on the cheekbones. But it wasn’t a mask. … Mary started to scream. And then the curtains parted further and a hand appeared, holding a butcher knife…


Q: Quicker Than the Eye: Stories
by Ray Bradbury

(New York: Avon Books, 1996)
Paperback, 294 Pages, Short Fiction Anthology
ISBN: 9780380789597, US$5.99

From the Cover: The first new collection in nearly a decade from America’s preeminent storyteller. The internationally acclaimed author of The Martian Chronicles, The Illustrated Man, and Fahrenheit 451, Ray Bradbury is a magician at the height of his powers, displaying his sorcerer’s skill with twenty-one remarkable stories that run the gamut from total reality to light fantastic, from high noon to long after midnight. A true master tells all, revealing the strange secret of growing young and mad; opening a Witch Door that links two intolerant centuries; joining an ancient couple in their wild assassination games; celebrating life and dreams in the unique voice that has favored him across six decades and has enchanted millions of readers the world over.


R: Rosemary’s Baby
by Ira Levin

(New York: Dell, 1968)
Paperback, 218 Pages, Fiction
ISBN: N/A, US$0.95

From the Cover: Suppose you were an up-to-date young wife who moved into an old and elegant New York apartment house with a rather strange past. Suppose that only after you became pregnant did you begin to suspect the building harbored a diabolically evil group of devil worshippers who had mastered the arts of black magic and witchcraft. Suppose that this satanic conspiracy set out to claim not only your husband but your baby. Well, that’s what happened to Rosemary … Or did it…?


This brings us, finally, to this week:

THIS WEEK’S LETTER IS: S

My “S” Book is:

The Silence of the Lambs
by Thomas Harris

(New York: St. Martin’s, 1989)
Paperback, 367 Pages, Fiction
ISBN: 9780312924584, U$7.99

From the Cover: A young FBI trainee. An evil genius locked away for unspeakable crimes. A plunge into the darkest chambers of psychopath’s mind—in the deadly search for a serial killer…

My Thoughts: While it is not strictly “weird fiction,” as has been my theme for A-Z Wednesday these past 19 weeks, The Silence of the Lambs is certainly one of the most horrifying and psychologically thrilling novels to have been published in the last 40 years. I mean, honestly, since 1970, the three scariest novels to be published have got to be William Peter Blatty’s The Exorcist (1971), Stephen King’s The Shining (1977) and Thomas Harris’ The Silence of the Lambs (1988). It also introduced the literary world to one of the greatest villains in contemporary literature: Dr. Hannibal “The Cannibal” Lecter. It is true, now, that Sir Anthony Hopkins’ portrayal of the good doctor in the 1991 film is what people immediately go to when you say “Hannibal Lecter”, but if you truly want to get to the roots of one of the best villains in the 20th Century, then you need to pick up Harris’ novel because what Hopkins (and director Demme) have essentialized in the film (in spite of Hopkins’ nuanced acting) is so much more complex in the book, and if you thought Hopkins’ Lecter was scary, then you need to meet Harris’ original. Add to that, one of the scariest serial killers—Jame “Buffalo Bill” Gumb—in literary history (probably since Norman Bates in Robert Bloch’s Psycho) and a really taut plot, and The Silence of the Lambs is a real gem of a horror novel.

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Doctor Who: Dead Air, An Exclusive Audio Adventure (Audio)

by James Goss
read by David Tennant
-Doctor Who, Series 4-

(London: BBC Audio, 2010)
MP3 Audiobook, 33.2 MB, 1.2 Hours, Fiction
ISBN: 9781408426807, US$24.95

ABCD Rating: ACQUIRE

From the Cover: “Hello, I’m the Doctor. And, if you can hear this, then one of us is going to die.” At the bottom of the sea, in the wreck of a floating radio station, a lost recording has been discovered. After careful restoration, it is played for the first time—to reveal something incredible. It is the voice of the Doctor, broadcasting from Radio Bravo in 1966. He has travelled to Earth in search of the Hush—a terrible weapon that kills, silences and devours anything that makes noise—and has tracked it to a boat crewed by a team of pirate DJs. With the help of feisty Liverpudlian Layla and some groovy pop music, he must trap the Hush and destroy it—before it can escape and destroy the world...

My Review: Ahhh, Doctor Who. While I have enjoyed Matt Smith’s Eleventh Doctor, he cannot hold a candle to the manic and boyish Tenth Doctor of David Tennant. Luckily Tennant’s Tenth Doctor lives on in the BBC’s audiobook editions of the wider Doctor Who universe.

So, I chose this particular DW audiobook for a couple of reasons, chief among which are (1) it is read by David Tennant, and that is always a plus (I have the tiniest of man-crushes on Tennant) and (2) I am fascinated by the whole British pirate radio-BBC radio tiff in the 1960s and the prospect of having the Doctor mucking about on a pirate radio station was just too good to pass up. I am always impressed by the quality of these audiobooks … the writers of the Doctor Who print and audio universe do such an excellent job of not just making the historical contexts come to life, but they do such a wonderful job of capturing the essence of the characters and Goss has done just that in Dead Air. This audiobook is just fantastic and Tennant’s vocal chops not just telling the story but acting it out at every turn is absolutely delightful. Also, I have to say that Goss has created a great companion for the Doctor in Layla and his villain in the Hush is quite terrifying (and the truth behind the origins of the Hush is truly chilling).

Really, I have nothing but good things to say about Dead Air, it really is a lot of fun and I cannot recommend it, or any of the other Doctor Who audiobooks highly enough.

Titus Andronicus (Bantam Anthology)

by William Shakespeare
edited by David Bevington
anthologized in Three Classical Tragedies: Titus Andronicus, Timon of Athens, Coriolanus

(New York: Bantam Classics, 1988)
Paperback, 139 Pages, Drama
ISBN: 9780553212846, US$4.95

ABCD Rating: ACQUIRE

Why, foolish Lucius, dost thou not perceive
That Rome is but a wilderness of tigers?
Tigers must prey, and Rome affords no prey
But me and mine.
(Act III, Scene i, Lines 53-56)

From the Cover: This, Shakespeare’s earliest tragedy, is also his bloodiest and most horror-filled. A Roman general to appease the spirit of his dead son, sacrifices the son of a captive Goth queen—and sets in motion a remorseless cycle of revenge and counterrevenge. The play’s vivid spectacle of violence stuns audiences with rape, murder, mutilation, and unmitigated cruelty.

My Review: So, this past Spring Quarter I took a seminar class titled “Shakespeare and Music.” It was an interesting course, to say the least, and it really has made me rethink the way I approach the Shakespearean play and the different voices, tones, and musicality in the various plays.

For my final paper, I decided to approach Julie Taymor’s 1999 adaptation of Shakespeare’s play Titus (starring Anthony Hopkins, Jessica Lange and Alan Cumming). I discussed the Bakhtinian Carnivalesque aspects of the play and how it then resists a traditional reading and rather than reaffirming any sort of social norms or values Taymor’s adaptation tears those norms and values down.

In addition to watching Taymor’s film over and over again (which I do not recommend, by the way, it is a really emotionally draining film to watch) I went back to Shakespeare’s original text so I would have some sort of basis of comparison (it has been decades since I last read Titus Andronicus). Now, all other interpretations aside Titus is a fascinating play, a real anomaly in Shakespeare’s work, which is probably why it has such a contested place in the Shakespearean canon with some scholars questioning its authenticity. There is talk that perhaps it is a play not by William Shakespeare but rather by Christopher Marlowe or Thomas Kyd, which given Faustus and The Spanish Tragedy, it is understandable, perhaps, where that sentiment comes from.

Yet, whether or not it is a Shakespearean play is immaterial, though I happen to believe that it is a Shakespeare play … many of the same themes that he deals with in later plays are here in Titus, undeveloped and a little ham-handed it is true, but this is one of Shakespeare’s firsts … his first truly popular play in fact and that fact, given the Elizabethan love of the sensational and their relationship to revenge and justice it is no wonder that Titus Andronicus did as well as it did during the Early Modern Period.

This play is, perhaps, best known for its extreme violence (including, but not limited to, human sacrifice, dismemberment, rape, cutting out of a tongue, beheadings, murder, assassination, and—most famously—cannibalism) and is often called Shakespeare’s “Quentin Tarantino Play” or described as Shakespeare “Channeling Brian De Palma” and yet those are too trite an explanation for such a complex play, and complex it really is. Because, who says revenge is a dish best served cold? (Sorry, I couldn’t resist.)

As with Shakespeare’s more “mature” and later tragedies—Hamlet, Othello, King LearTitus Andronicus deals with themes of justice and mercy, senility, the nature of revenge, martial life versus domestic life (and the inability of military men to cope with home life), the cyclical nature of violence, civilization versus barbarity, Self and Other, racism, the nature of evil, the nature of madness, infidelity, the nature of leadership … Titus Andronicus takes all of these themes and runs with them all in a wide and bloody swath (and, admittedly, it is not as sophisticated as say Hamlet or Othello) and in the end, leaves the viewer pondering all of these themes. I will grant that some of the message is lost in the delivery (there are an awful lot of bodies piling up at the end in a very short time) but that does not take away from the essential and visceral nerve that the play is able to hit.

Add to all of that the character of Aaron the Moor who one of the best Shakespearean villains since Iago and the play is worth every bit of emotional capital it takes to watch. And, in spite of this being a book blog, I would recommend you watch Titus Andronicus rather than read … Shakespeare’s plays were meant to be watched, after all, and if you’re going to watch this play then you might as well watch Taymor’s adaptation … the trailer can be seen HERE.

Blockade Billy

by Stephen King
contains the chilling bonus story “Morality”

(New York: Scribner, 2010)
Hardcover, 132 Pages, Novella and Short Fiction
ISBN: 9781451608212, US$14.99

ABCD Rating: BACKLIST

This is for every guy (and gal) who ever put on the gear.

From the Cover: From New York Times bestselling author Stephen King comes the haunting story of Blockade Billy, the greatest Major League baseball player to be erased from the game. Even the most die-hard baseball fans don’t know the true story of William “Blockade Billy” Blakely. He may have been the greatest player the game has ever seen, but today no one remembers his name. He was the first—and only—player to have his existence completely removed from the record books. Even his team is long forgotten, barely a footnote in the game’s history. Every effort was made to erase any evidence that William Blakely played professional baseball, and with good reason. Blockade Billy had a secret darker than any pill or injection that might cause a scandal in sports today. His secret was much, much worse … and only Stephen King, the most gifted storyteller of our age, can reveal the truth to the world, once and for all.

My Review: So, I’ve mentioned it on this blog before, but I really do feel like I am in an abusive relationship with Stephen King, and the two stories in this new volume from King just go to prove that feeling even further. I was initially skeptical when I found out that King was releasing Blockade Billy … after all, the most recent offerings from King have been less than mind-blowing (with the possible exception of UR), and yet some of the advanced hoopla that I read about Billy hinted at a “realistic” story, one that eschewed all of King’s typical trappings of horror, the uncanny and the supernatural, and so—given the fact that King is typically better when he is writing from the heart (The Green Mile anyone?) and that his short fiction is infinitely better than his long—I was intrigued. Though only intrigued enough to put it on hold at the library and let it come with it came.

Surprisingly, I got it fairly quickly (just a day or four after its publication … yes, I am that behind in posting reviews) and given the fact that it is a fairly short read (I think it only took about 90 minutes for me to get through the whole thing) I dove right in. I have to say that I was pleasantly surprised by what King has managed to create in Billy, granted it is not exactly anything new in the genre of mysterious yet amazing baseball players (I have to say that in this particular genre the X-Files episode “The Unnatural” (written and directed by David Duchovny) does it best), and yet King is able to bring a certain amount of earnestness and sincerity to the story which is a touchstone of King’s novels, but it has been lacking in a lot of his recent releases and so it was nice to see it here again.

That said, however, I felt that the payoff for Billy was less than, shall we say, satisfying and in direct contradiction to my statement above, I wish King had gone the route of some sort of supernatural or uncanny explanation for what was going on in the story because the end just didn’t feel like it was worth all the build up. That is not to say it is a bad book … I just wouldn’t rush out and spend $15 on it. Buy it used, check it out of the library or get somebody else to buy it for you as a gift.

As for the short story “Morality” also contained herein … I dunno … it didn’t make that much of an impression on me, and was a little too heavy handed to be any kind of effective. It hews too much to the old “morality play” style (which I guess it implied in its title) to be really compelling. King is usually best when he is ambiguous and not laying out thick black and white moral lines.

Horns (Audio)

by Joe Hill
read by Fred Berman

(New York: HarperAudio, 2010)
MP3 Audiobook, 1.37 GB, 13.8 Hours, Fiction
ISBN: 9780061768026, US$39.99

ABCD Rating: ACQUIRE

From the Cover: Ignatius Perrish spent the night drunk and doing terrible things. He woke up the next morning with a pair of horns growing from his temples. At first, Ig thought the horns were a hallucination, the product of a mind damaged by rage and grief. He spent the last year in a lonely, private purgatory, following the death of his beloved, Merrin Williams, who had been raped and murdered under inexplicable circumstances. A mental breakdown would have been about the most natural thing in the world. But there was nothing natural about the horns, which were all too real. Once, the righteous Ig had enjoyed the life of the blessed. But Merrin’s death damned all that. The only suspect in the crime, Ig was never charged or tried. And he was never cleared. Nothin Ig can say or do matters. Everyone it seems, including God, has abandoned him. Everyone, that is, except for the devil inside. … Now Ig is possessed of a terrible new power—a macabre talent he intends to use to find the monster who killed Merrin and destroyed his life. It’s time for a little revenge … it’s time the devil had his due …

My Review: As I’ve said in a past post due to a difficult quarter and dealing with some depression, I’ve been behind in posting reviews on my blog and given that it’s been nearly a month since I’ve finished listening to Horns, I’m going to have to do my level best to try and recreate some of what I was thinking at the time.

So, I am an unrepentant fan of Joe Hill, and have been ever since I got my grubby little mitts on Heart-Shaped Box. He is a masterful storyteller and his ability to craft a gripping tale definitely surpasses his father’s ability to spin a yarn … at least recently. Given all that Hill’s most recent novel, Horns, is a very interesting story and, I have to say, highly original. Hill deftly manages the fine line between the horrific and the philosophical quite nicely treading just enough in both realms to make the story equal parts compelling and thought-provoking (and, just like his father, Hill doesn’t shy away from going for the jugular and gross out when the story requires it).

If I had to say what I enjoyed the most about Horns, I’d have to say it was the way in which Hill doles out the information and plot points in the story. He gives his Readers (and in this case Listeners) quite a bit of information up front regarding who did what, and then a lot of the suspense comes from how the resolution is going to work itself out, because in a story like this, you know that it might not have a happy ending, but then it could, but then again … they sometimes don’t. What, you ask, is the outcome? Well, I can’t tell you that … that’d be cheating. (And, that is one of the key reasons I love audiobooks so much … the compulsion to turn to the last page(s) has to be thrust aside because there is no way one can “turn to the last page” in an audiobook … at least not easily.)

As for this particular audiobook edition, I enjoyed everything about the story, but I’m still not sold on reader Fred Berman. There was something about his voice that didn’t sit with me and with the tenor of the story. Personally, I would have preferred Stephen Lang (who read the audiobook of Heart-Shaped Box) or Campbell Scott (who reads The Shining) or even Raúl Esparza (Under the Dome’s reader). Berman just didn’t seem to have the weight behind his voice that a book like Horns needs.

Other than that, though, Horns is a brilliant book in every way, and I cannot recommend it highly enough. (I’ll avoid any “devilishly good” or “helluva good read” puns at this point…)

For other reviews of Horns, check out reading & writing by pub light and The Novel Bookworm.

The Joy of Comps


So, after having completed my first year of grad school, and being a year closer to getting my Masters in English Studies (also known as Literary Studies elsewhere) I get to spend my summer reading books for my Qualifying Exams. Theoretically the “exam offers the opportunity to develop a body of knowledge in two historical periods and to demonstrate [my] ability to think theoretically across authors, genres, and periods. More broadly, this exams offers a unique opportunity in [my] graduate career to perform the kind of sustained and self-directed work required of faculty and scholars in the field. Unlike the work that [I] do in [my] seminars, which is supported and shaped by [my] professors and the course materials they have organized for [me], this exam asks [me] to demonstrate intellectual independence and self-motivation in [my] reading and writing.” So, hooray for me, right?

We are given six “Historical Period Reading Lists”—Pre-16th Century, 16th-18th Century, 18th-19th Century, Second Half of the 19th Century, First Half of the 20th Century and Second Half of the 20th Century—and then have to pick two of the time periods (only one of which can be from the 20th Century) and then craft two reading lists of the equivalent of twelve books and a minimum of ten authors from each time period as well as at least three critical tests from each time period to create a “scholarly context.”

We had to turn our Reading Lists in around the end of May, and get them approved by our Committee Chair … and once they were approved, we were off to the races. We spend the summer reading the books, steeping ourselves in our time periods, the texts and the scholarly work so that in the Fall Quarter we can submit a handful of potential essay questions based on all of our reading and once our Committees pick the two questions/prompts they like the best, we spend a weekend fast and furiously writing the two essays which then get judged, for lack of a better word, and we then find out if we pass or not. Loads of fun.

As anyone who knows me could have guessed, my chosen time periods were Second Half of the 19th Century and Second Half of the 20th Century (in fact, a number of the other grad students were able to easily guess what lists I had chosen when we were discussing them). Big surprise, I know, but there you go, and my reading lists are as follows:

Second Half of the 19th Century
PRIMARY TEXTS
The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn by Mark Twain
Behind a Mask, or, A Woman’s Power by Louisa May Alcott
Billy Budd, Sailor by Herman Melville
Bleak House by Charles Dickens
Dracula by Bram Stoker
“Goblin Market” by Christina Rossetti
The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde
The Souls of Black Folk by W.E.B. Dubois
The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde by Robert Louis Stevenson
A Study in Scarlet by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
“The Turn of the Screw” by Henry James
“The Yellow Wall-paper” by Charlotte Perkins Gilman

SCHOLARLY TEXTS
Between Men: English Literature and Male Homosocial Desire by Eve Kosofsky Sedgwick
Masculine Desire: The Sexual Politics of Victorian Aestheticism by Richard Dellamora
Rule of Darkness: British Literature and Imperialism by Patrick Brantlinger

Second Half of the 20th Century
PRIMARY TEXTS

Angels in America, Parts I and II by Tony Kushner
Beloved by Toni Morrison
Blood and Guts in High School by Kathy Acker
The Bloody Chamber and Other Stories by Angela Carter
Invisible Man by Ralph Ellison
Libra by Don DeLillo
Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov
Naked Lunch by William S. Burroughs
Rosemary’s Baby by Ira Levin
The Shining by Stephen King
Watchmen by Alan Moore
Woman Hollering Creek and Other Stories by Sandra Cisneros

SCHOLARLY TEXTS
America by Jean Baudrillard
Mythologies by Roland Barthes
Postmodern Literature by Ian Gregson

I made some changes to the list and so I had to submit a rationale for said changes since I have an overall reasoning for the two lists I crafted:

I have attempted to craft two reading lists across two time periods that run roughly parallel to each other in terms of content and critique. There are a number of reasons for this, but chief among them is my belief that literature reflects and is a reaction to the social changes that were occurring during its time. I find this to be especially true for the late Victorian Period and the last half of the Twentieth Century, especially since both those time periods are dealing with many of the same issues: gender roles, societal violence, burgeoning sexuality, reactionary politics, immigration, etc.

I have tried to craft two reading lists that are not only coherent in their internal rationale, but also that run parallel to each other in terms of the issues that the books are dealing with. To that end, I have made a handful of changes: I have included Henry James’ novella “The Turn of the Screw” and Robert Louis Stevenson’s novel The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde to the Second Half of the 19th Century reading list because it is my belief that the role of Gothic literature in exposing societal anxieties is indispensible and, while this genre was somewhat represented in the 19th Century reading list (with Stoker and Wilde’s novels and Gilman’s short story) I felt it stood to be augmented by the inclusion of James’s novella and Stevenson’s story as these to works serve to amplify Victorian concerns of the mental/inner self as well as working intertextually with many of the other books on my list.

In terms of the Second Half of the 20th Century, I have included Stephen King’s novel The Shining and Ira Levin’s novel Rosemary’s Baby to the reading list because, as with the 19th Century, is my belief that the role of Gothic literature in exposing societal anxieties is indispensible and felt that the genre was under-represented in the Master Lists (with only Carter’s short story and Morrison’s novel representing the genre). I feel that both King and Levin’s novels, critically speaking, are their most complex in terms of relaying the social anxieties of their respective times: King’s dealing with issues of gender roles and the changing face of masculinity, and Levin’s dealing with the anxieties of urban living and the shifting views of religion in the 1960s (culminating in the April 8, 1966 (a year before Levin’s novel was published) cover of Time reading “Is God Dead?”).

As for the substitution of DeLillo’s White Noise with his 1988 novel Libra, I made that change chiefly because I have read (and written on White Noise) a number of times in my undergrad career and am, quite frankly, sick of the book. However, I recognize that DeLillo is an important writer of the time period and to that end, I made the substitution of Libra, which not only serves to replace White Noise but also fits with my overall rationale for my two reading lists which is I believe that Libra brings certain elements—plot-wise—to the discussion of literature’s ability to reflect on and react to the social anxieties of its time, specifically the “unknowability” of history and how a violent act (the assassination of JFK) can create a point in history where so much is known and yet nothing is known at all. This simultaneous knowing and unknowing is, as I see it, a major concern of both time periods I have chosen.


So, this is how I’ll be spending my summer vacation. That and I’ll be prepping to start my Masters Thesis, my proposal for which reads thus: I am interested in exploring the intersections of sex, violence, gender and race in contemporary horror (specifically horror written in the 1970s (with a major focus on Stephen King's The Shining)) and how this genre at this specific moment in time and its recurring themes both reflect and are a reaction to the social changes that were occurring during this era (i.e. Affirmative Action, The Men's Movement, the ERA, Gay Rights, etc.).

Oh, and there will be another little Reader coming into the family some time in August, so I’ll be having a busy busy Summer!

Teaser Tuesdays: Ain't That the Truth...

Teaser Tuesdays is a weekly bookish meme, hosted by MizB of Should Be Reading. Anyone can play along! Just do the following:



  • Grab your current read
  • Open to a random page
  • Share two (2) “teaser” sentences from somewhere on that page
  • BE CAREFUL NOT TO INCLUDE SPOILERS! (Make sure that what you share doesn’t give too much away! You don’t want to ruin the book for others!)
  • Share the title & author, too, so that other TT participants can add the book to their TBR Lists if they like your teasers!
So, this week’s teaser comes from yet another of Quirk’s brilliant mash-ups:

Android Karenina
by Leo Tolstoy and Ben H. Winters
translated by Constance Garnett and The II/Englishrenderer/94
illustrated by Eugene Smith
(Philadelphia: Quirk Books, 2010)
Trade Paperback, 541 Pages, Fiction
ISBN: 9781594744600, US$12.95

MY TEASER: “Functioning robots are all alike; every malfunctioning robot malfunctions in its own way. Everything was in confusion in the Oblonskys’ house” (14).

Monday, June 14, 2010

Musing Mondays: Reading Reading Everywhere...

Today’s Musing Mondays (hosted by Should Be Reading) is as follows: Who in your family (both immediate and extended) are readers, and who are not?

I actually come from a big family of readers. We always have books on us wherever we go. Bring books on vacations, to the restaurant, wherever. I married a reader, and both of my children (ages four and two) love to sit with books and read with the rest of us and/or be read to. My mother, my father, my brother and my youngest sister are all avid readers, even in my extended family my grandmother and my late grandfather are/were big readers. All branches of the family have shelves and shelves of books in their houses and apartments. In fact, it is just my older younger sister that isn’t as big of a reader. That doesn’t mean she doesn’t read, she’s just not as in to books as the rest of us.

Back in the Saddle ... Again

Okay, after a bit of a hiatus caused by a tough quarter of Grad school and some bouts with depression, it is time to get this Book Blog back to where it should be. I plan on getting back on track with the various memes I used to participate in and I also have a backlog of reviews to get through:

A number of books:
Titus Andronicus by William Shakespeare
The Puppet Masters by Robert A. Heinlein
The Body Snatchers by Jack Finney
Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?: Redux by Philip K. Dick
Blockade Billy by Stephen King
The Three Little Pigs Buy the White House by Dan Piraro

And two audiobooks:
Horns (Audio) by Joe Hill
Doctor Who: Dead Air, An Exclusive Audio Adventure (Audio) by James Goss

My ARC of Quirk’s new book by Leo Tolstoy and Ben H. Winters—Android Karenina—finally came in the mail (too late to participate in the blogsplosion that they were holding … stupid snail mail) but I am anxiously looking forward to diving into that one later today. (Look for a teaser tomorrow.) And I am currently listening to Scott Westerfeld’s brilliant reimagining of WWI: Leviathan (read by Alan Cumming) so it is going to be a steampunk June for me.

Also, and I’ll devote a whole post to this at a later time, I have my Qualifying Exams (unaffectionately known as Comps in the corridors of the English Department at WWU) coming up in the Fall Quarter of 2010, and so I have a reading list of 24 books plus six critical texts from two time periods that I have to find time to blast through over the next three months or so, which ought to at least give me some kind of direction for my reading.

I guess the bottom line here is that I am hoping to jumpstart this blog (again) and get everything back on track. At least until the baby comes in August…