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We Are All Completely Fine by Daryl Gregory (A Novella)

WAACFI picked up We Are All Completely Fine on a whim over at NetGalley.com without realizing either that it was shortlisted for the Nebulas or that Daryl Gregory had also written Afterparty, which is one of the few books I’d give four stars to. Out of four stars. I probably shouldn’t confess that, because I’m supposed to have a clue, but this is a safe space, right? You’re not all monsters, are you?

We Are All Completely Fine is every bit as good as Afterparty, but being a novella, gets the job done a lot faster. That book was about a drug that blurred the line between you and whoever your notion of god was, but this work goes in the other direction, bringing together a disparate group of damaged people who’ve all survived something horrible. To the world, their different stories were separate and testimony to the worst that humans can do. As a group they discovery that there’s nothing separate about their experiences at all, and very little that’s human in the horrors that were visited on them.

Dr. Sayer has brought together the therapy group from hell. Not quite literally, but not far off. Each of the members, Martin, Stan, Barbara, Harrison and Greta have suffered horribly, some in the recent past, some in events decades before, but all deeply scarred by the experience. For Stan, who survived prolonged captivity by a family of cannibals, Barbara who’s bones were etched like scrimshaw, and Greta who’s entire body is covered with intricate tracings left by razor blades in the cult she grew up in, there are visible marks, but for all the pain goes bone deep.

Harrison was the boy that stopped a madman called the Scrimshander, whose beautiful scrimshaw scored the bones of his victims, who like Barbara, another member of the group, would always wonder wonder what story they told, hidden away under their resealed flesh. At seventeen Harrison stopped the monster, and a massive supernatural event, and if it hadn’t been for someone getting hold of the story and telling it to the world as fiction, he might have been able to move on. Maybe not.

Martin wears dark glasses and lives in a VR world of his own, but the funny thing is that he’s not doing it to hide from the real world, but to see it more clearly. And there’s Greta, but she keeps her story longer than the others, and I won’t tell it here.

So, they’re all marked by some devil or other, and you have to ask what coincidence would get them all together. I mean, if you believed in coincidences.

Daryl Gregory has clearly been somewhere close to where these folks have been. He clearly knows what therapy looks like and every bit of it rings chillingly true. The man is a truly gifted writer and We Are All Completely Fine is just more evidence to the fact.

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Ex Machina

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Ex Machina – To erase the line between man and machine is to obscure the line between men and gods
IMDB: tt0470752
GENRES:Drama Sci-Fi
DIRECTORS: Alex Garland
WRITERS: Alex Garland
CAST :Domhnall Gleeson / Corey Johnson / Oscar Isaac / Alicia Vikander / Sonoya Mizuno / Claire Selby / Symara A. Templeman  / Gana Bayarsaikhan / Tiffany Pisani / Elina Alminas / Chelsea Li / Ramzan Miah / Caitlin Morton / Deborah Rosan / Johanna Thea / Evie Wray

In Ex Machina, Caleb (Domhnall Gleeson), a twenty-something programmer who works for Bluebook, the world’s dominant search engine company, wins a week at the remote estate of the company’s CEO, hanging out and male bonding, or something. Sounds like the perfect setting for a horror movie, doesn’t it? He should be so lucky.

Nathan (Oscar Isaac), is a monomaniacal asshole, you know, like that social media CEO guy from the company that ends in the same word as Bluebook, except that his two main pastimes seem to be beating a punching bag into submission and drinking himself into a stupor. So just hanging would be stressful enough.

But Caleb isn’t really there to hang out and share endless beers with his bro boss. He hasn’t even really won a contest (spoiler, sorry about that). He’s here so Nathan can can get his take on the next big thing. Hot robot chicks. Fully-functional hot robot chicks.

Caleb’s a nice boy, and that’s really why he was chosen, which seems like a pretty stupid criteria. He’s too polite to call his boss on being an arrogant asshole. He’s too nice to hurt the cute robot’s feelings, especially when it’s playing him by acting shy and helpless. So what’s the test? Can you get a lonely nerd, selected because he has no family, no girlfriend, and a good “moral compass,” to accept a cyborg with a pretty synthi-flesh face and a glowing blue pelvis as human?

We know from the outset that she’s not human. She’s a robot, dammit. So we’re really asking something else, like can Caleb accept her as a person. The problem is that Caleb wcould accept a dog as a person if it would only lick his hand. Forget asking if ‘Ava’ (Alicia Vikander) is a person. Ask if Caleb has free will. Just don’t put money on it.

This is highbrow stuff. We know because it looks like something Stanley Kubrick would have filmed, full of sterile interiors and stark scene titles between each of Caleb’s encounters with Ava. Weird music underscores the alienness of it all and Nathan watches the proceedings through cameras that see everywhere. You almost expect Caleb and Ava to get caught plotting together by lip-reading their dialog in an escape pod. Actually, the movie very nearly does just that.

Of course, coming off like Kubrick is no mean feat, and both the casting and acting are first rate. Director Alex Garland’s choice of Alicia Vikander was inspired, as her training at at the Royal Swedish Ballet School gave her the ability to provide a stellar physical performance as the fembot. Ms. Vikander managed to combine the deliberateness that is the classic definition of robotic motion with the fluidity and gracefulness that it will surely become. The resulting movement is beautiful, but not quite human Her acting is equally up to the challenge of the role.

In fact, the acting is very good throughout. If there is a fault, it lies not in the stars, but in their scripts.

There’s some good science in the mix too. The notion of using the massive data collection capability to create a model of human behavior is thought provoking, forcing us to ask whether Ava is operating by emulation or simulation(link). Caleb might have helped us explore that question as he tries to talk science to Nathan, but the audience will breathe a sigh of relief when his boss shuts him down, telling him that he wants to know what Caleb feels, not what he thinks.

All in all, it feels more like Nathan is conducting a focus group than a Turing test. That Ava can pass for human, especially after she slathers on pseudo-skin and a modest dress, is a foregone conclusion. In fact, the point of the exercise is the weak link in this film. Caleb and Ava have been selected and created respectively to complement each other, which seems like unnecessary stacking of the deck. Ava has Caleb convinced the moment she shyly looks away from him, and when he challenges Nathan on the choice of a female form as cheating, Nathan defends his choice by saying that gender and sexuality are part of being more than machine. He might well have been quoting Cole Porter:

And that’s why birds do it
Bees do it
Even educated fleas do it
Let’s do it, let’s fall in love(link)

There’s a lot of biblical stuff woven in here, starting with the character names, which makes it clear that on at least one level, this isn’t abut robots at all, but about people. Ava doesn’t steal knowledge from her creator, and may not turn out to be the ideal mate, but she’s no angel either. Though Nathan’s explanation of the choice of her sexuality is appealing, it’s equally likely that what’s really going on is more about misogyny than synergy.

Ex Machina covers a lot of territory in its 108 minutes, but it’s hard to believe that the Turing test is its raison d’être. In fact, most of the movie seems like prologue for the climax, just there to keep us engaged long enough for the director to deliver the punch line.

In the end, killer alien chicks and killer robot chicks turn out to be sisters under the skin, and you have to ask whether this is intelligent science fiction about alienation (seen through the eyes of an alien), or what it means to be human (from the viewpoint of a robot), or if the love child of Stanley Kubrick and Russ Myers has emerged from a test tube in some demented scientist’s lab to wreak havoc on us all.

maria-robotMainstream critics may try to tell you that nothing like this has ever been done before, but that slights Ava’s AII bloodline, which stretches back through movie history through the unquestionably human HAL-9000 to the robotic MARIA of Fritz Lang’s Metropolis, and a host of androids, AIs and cyborgs in between. What Ava brings to the table isn’t how like a person she seems, but how deep the resemblance actually goes. Then again, there are all sorts of people..

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Tomorrowland

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imdb: http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1964418/?ref_=ttfc_fc_tt

Remember Tomorrowland, the part of Disney;s theme park with all the rockets and visions of the future? What if it wasn’t really about when, but about where? That’s the engaging revisionist premise that Disney has come up with to provide a back-story for the theme park that resonates with today. Much as they tapped Johnny Depp to breathe new life into the Pirates of the Caribbean, they’ve picked George Clooney to bridge the gap for Tomorrowland.  And you know what? It works pretty well.

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Depth by Lev AC Rosen

Depth by Lev AC Rosen
Review by Ernest Lilley
Regan Arts. Hardcover  ISBN/ITEM#: 1941393071
Date: 28 April 2015 List Price $24.95 Amazon US /
Simone Pierce is a gumshoe in galoshes in a post-climate-change New York City that isn’t so much Venice as it is Atlantis just before it slips beneath the waves. The water stopped rising at the 21st floor, and the big apple is now bobbing in the Atlantic, miles from shore. Aside from that, Depth is a pretty straightforward clone of the Hollywood PI story. Simone is supposed to be trailing a cheating husband, but the blonde in the picture, and it’s always a blonde, doesn’t look like that’s what she’s selling. Then our gal  picks up another case, babysitting a guy looking for the fabled lost tunnel beneath the waves and she has to juggle her cases to keep everything afloat. Oh, you winced at the “afloat” bit. That’s nothing compared to the nautical jargon that the author has injected for slang, skipper.

As it always happens in detective stories, everybody winds up involved in the same con in one way or another, and they’re all lying to you. Either that or they’re lying to themselves.

Frankly, I like my noir detectives gritty and world-weary, and you’d think being a New York City PI after an apocalyptic sea-level rise would provide enough water-logging to sink a Shamus’ spirits. Not so. Our gal is just a standard career detective who passed on a job on the force like her dad, who got into the PI biz the traditional way, and now she takes cases from her best gal-pal, the deputy mayor. She’s got an ex-boyfriend on the force, but lipstick is thicker than water if you ask me, and Simone’s only really crisis comes when she can’t figure out if her best friend is her friend at all. Can gals have a bro-mance? Ironically, in today’s literary market, “strong women,” are the normalized characters. Were that not the case, I expect that his protagonists would just have been gay and been done with it.

If the characters grabbed me, nothing else would matter, but they didn’t, so my attention turned to the scenery. I know it’s petty of me, but the whole sea-level rise thing is just badly done. Three hundred years on, the waters have risen to the 21st floor in NYC and the entire eastern seaboard is underwater all the way to Chicago. Seriously, you have to ask if the author has been to New York (he has, he lives there). For one thing, it’s not flat, and what may be the 21st floor in the Battery is somewhere in the sub-sub basement on the Upper East Side. Not to mention the Palisades. Or what tides would do to all the lobbies that our gal wades her way through.

If he’d bothered to check the map he could have come up with a much more interesting landscape.(1) If he wants to go back to this waterlogged world again, and there’s no reason he shouldn’t, I recommend he read Paolo Bacigalupi’s The Windup Girl or The Drowned Cities to see how it’s done.

I expect this book will find a fairly receptive audience, and that’s fine, but I wanted a lot more  but it never wound up delivering it. The writing is fairly good, but I never really connected with the main character. Like any noir PI tale, the plot is twisty and the bad guys are always closer to you than you’d like. Really, all it needs is a little more depth.

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(1) 21 stories is about 250 ft, or 75 m. You can get an idea of what that means at: Geology.com: New York City, Long Island and Newark – Sea Level Rise Map; http://geology.com/sea-level-rise/new-york.shtml

Daryl Gregory on Afterparty, We Are All Completely Fine, and Harrison Squared

Daryl-GregoryDaryl Gregory has been cranking out some terrific fiction. He first popped onto our radar with last year’s Afterparty, then again with the Nebula Award nomination(1) for his Novella: We Are All Completely Fine, which meant we had to read the prequel novel, Harrison Squared, that came out this March. And then, we had some questions. Fortunately, he had time to find us some answers.

SFRevu: Your novella, We Are All Completely Fine, came out in August 2014 from Tachyon, but Harrison Squared, its prequel, or first of its prequels, just came out in late March 2015 from Tor. Now, that doesn’t seem like quite enough time to have written WAACF, then decide to write a novel to set it up, so how did that happen, anyway?

Daryl Gregory: It happened in the most complicated way possible. I wrote the first draft of Harrison Squared as a middle-grade adventure novel, intending to write something light and fun with as much banter as possible. My idea of light and fun, however, was out of step with middle grade editors. Several of them said that what I’d written was way too scary for little kids. (I don’t think this is true. I loved gruesome stuff when I was ten. But hey, that’s the market.)

I was ready to set aside the book as an experiment, but it did start me thinking about what kind of PTSD a grown-up Harrison would have to cope with. And what about all those sole survivors of horror novels and movies? Surely they needed a lot of therapy. Jacob Weisman of Tachyon had been after to me to write a novella for him, so I pitched him the idea of a therapy group made up of final girls and last men standing. He thought it was a hilarious idea. I kept trying to explain that it wasn’t funny. We still argue about whether the novella is a comedy. I think we’ve compromised on “ultra-dark comedy.”

harrisonsquaredWhile I was writing the novella, Tor offered to buy Harrison Squared, but they were interested in YA, not middle grade, and asked if I’d be willing to change it. I said, if you’re willing to pay me, I’m interested. But this actually solved my scariness problem for me. An older protagonist, and therefore older readers, would be able to handle the creepy stuff, and allow me to spend more time with the monsters, which is always my favorite part of horror stories.

So, as soon as I finished WAACF, I rewrote Harrison Squared from scratch, using that first draft as a kind of detailed outline that was missing some of the story. But because I now had written the adult Harrison, that changed how I wrote him as a kid. There’s still a big gap between the boy he was and the man he becomes—but now I know what that arc is.

WAACFSFRevu:  The setting in WAACF is a therapy group for survivors of supernatural horror, though at the outset its members don’t know that they’re connected. You did an excellent job of capturing the personalities and tensions crop up in therapy. How much of yourself are you channeling here? Which is probably just beating around the bush to ask if you’re as pissed off as Harrison. It’s OK. This is a safe space and nobody’s judging. Mostly.

Daryl: When you’re writing this kind of ensemble piece, it’s your job to put yourself in each person’s shoes. So some of it comes from me, but most of it is imagination. It’s acting. I start with the person’s situation, and then think about how their body feels, and how they’d filter the information they’re getting.

In the group scenes, I would do a sort of round-robin of mental states. A character would speak, and I’d imagine how each character would respond, verbally or physically. Then you try to figure out if the point of view character in that scene would notice these reactions. Somebody who’s very empathetic would pick up on many of them, but someone more oblivious — or distracted by their own issues– would miss them.

SFRevu: In Harrison Squared the teens face a string of horrific events, but they manage to live pretty normal lives regardless, falling back on humor, some more deadpan than others, to lighten things up. Do you think teens process tragedy differently than adults?

Daryl: Not as much as adults might think. A teenager might not have the life experience to cope with tragedy–but many adults don’t, either. I do think that adults are more aware of how they’re supposed to process tragedy, but that can cause more problems than it solves.

Anyone who’s been to a funeral knows that hilarious things can happen. People crack jokes even in awful circumstances. Horror and hilarity are a hair’s breadth away from each other. (That’s a lot of H’s.) I don’t trust a novel or movie in which people don’t ever laugh. That just means that the characters have not been fully imagined.

 SFRevu:  I gather you recently got back from your Harrison Squared Tour. Any interesting experiences from the road? How did this tour differ from the one for Afterparty? Were the audiences as different as the book, or as similar as your themes?

Daryl: If something really interesting happens on tour, it’s probably something horrible. I’m happy to report that the trip itself was pretty low key. It was great meeting people who’ve read my stuff, and really great to meet indie bookstore owners who are excited about the novel and are willing to hand-sell it to customers after I’m gone.

As for the event itself, I’m just happy when anybody shows up to see me. I’d rather do comedy than read from the book, so I always get to the Q&A section as quickly as possible. I provide the questions. I hand them out on notecards, and then if the questions are too personal, I don’t answer them.

SFRevu: You’ve now left Harrison hanging at two different points in his life. I’m sure I’m not alone in wanting to find out where he goes after WAACF, but before he even gets there he’ll have to finish up the business in Dunnsmouth you’ve started him on in Harrison Squared. That’s a lot of writing. Did you know what you were letting yourself in for?

Daryl: I really didn’t think this through. I usually write standalone novels, and there’s a certain freedom in saying everything you have to say on a subject or character, then moving on. But I have to admit I’ve been a little jealous of writers like Michael Moorcock and Kim Newman who built a fictive universe, with characters they could return to at different points in their lives. Chris Roberson built an entire family tree of characters he can pull from at any time!

SFRevu: Since you’re e no stranger to manga and comics, I’m sure you’ve thought about making Harrison Squared into a graphic novel. Any chance of that? And speaking of other media, any nibbles on a movie, or is it two soon?

Daryl: Harrison Squared might make a good graphic novel, because of the monsters. Or maybe not. Usually when I put on my comics hat, I think of different stories that depend on the visuals.
As for movies, well, funny you should ask. People are always curious about movies and TV, and I always try not to get excited when something gets optioned. My standard explanation is: “Someone hands you an envelope of cash and a puppy. The puppy has a 99% chance of dying in twelve months. This is what’s called a movie option.”

But it looks like one of the puppies has a much better chance of living than usual. Right after you sent me these questions, the SyFy channel announced that they’d gotten Wes Craven to write the script and direct the pilot for a show adapted from We Are All Completely Fine. I’m looking forward to seeing what he does with that.

This is the first thing that’s gotten this far. Darren Aronofsky optioned my first novel, Pandemonium, to make into a TV show, and I would have loved to see that. An HBO producer is currently trying to create a show around Afterparty, but it’s in the very early stages. But until one of these projects actually gets to the pilot stage, I won’t grow attached to the puppies.

SFRevu: Taking it for granted that you’ve read Lovecraft, Dracula, and other horror classics, could you tell us a bit about what you read as a young adult yourself, and some important books or authors in your life as a reader and writer?

Daryl: Oh, I gravitated toward the weird stuff immediately, and it never wore off. I learned to read on comics, and Stan Lee and Jack Kirby were the gods of my youth. Then I discovered science fiction. I read everything I could get my hands on, but I was particularly blown away by Roger Zelazny and Gene Wolfe. As I got older, I kept returning to the books of Philip K. Dick, and he’s continued to influence my books. I included PKD as a character in my first novel, and Afterparty owes a lot to Valis(2).

SFRevu: Back in 1988 you attended the Clarion workshop where you wrote “In the Wheels,” your first published story. Before that you taught English. Now that you’ve got a lot more than one story to your credit, are you giving any writing workshops?

Daryl: I loved teaching high school. What I didn’t love were all the administrative headaches and the long hours — I got almost no writing done in those years, and going to Clarion the summer after my first year of teaching convinced me I needed a new life plan. So, I always say yes when I’m asked to teach. I’ve done a few workshops, and in June I’ll be teaching a day-long workshop at the Locus Awards Weekend(3). If anybody wants to see my slides and material, I post them for free up on my website(4).

SFRevu: Afterparty, your recent novel about a drug that supercharges the regions of the brain that give rise to a feeling of something like divine presence, was terrific. I’d call it Ken Keasy meets William Gibson, with the bonus of your writing. What inspired you to write it? And here’s an odd thought; what would happen if you gave the drug to a dog…or even a cat?

Daryl: I’m pretty sure my dog already thinks I’m a god. If you gave the drug to a cat, they would probably imagine themselves, only larger.

I’d been wanting to write a novel focused on neuroscience and pharmacology for years. Many of my short stories were about consciousness, the origin of religious feelings, and the illusion of free will, and several featured designer drugs, but I never could figure out how to make a novel-length story out of those ideas.

Meanwhile, I’d been reading a lot of crime novels, especially the books of Lawrence Bloch and Elmore Leonard, and I wanted to write a novel with that kind of velocity. So finally I struck upon the idea of writing a crime novel about neuroscience, big pharma, and imaginary angels, and making it a “road” novel that moved from Toronto to New Mexico. The trick was to discuss all my favorite ideas (like the illusion of the self) while not slowing down the plot. Fortunately, on a road story, you have time for smart characters to talk to each other about this kind of thing.

SFRevu: What are you thinking about besides Harrison and his friends? Are you making time for other works?

Daryl: I’m working on a long novel about a family of not-very-powerful psychics. I’m only halfway done, but I’ll spill more details later!

SFRevu: WAACF is a Nebula Awards nominee, so is there any chance we’ll see you in Chicago this June?

Daryl: I’ll be there with bells on. Chicago’s my home town, and every time I cross the Illinois state line I start salivating for Italian beef sandwiches and stuffed pizza.

SFRevu: We’re looking forward to that. Thanks for all the great answers, and best wishes on the Nebula.

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