Where there's a Sea

I'm aware that when I write about the Intrepid moviemaking, I've leapt straight in with no preamble. Unless you've checked the links below, you'll probably have no idea what I'm talking about. Where there's a Sea is a short Star Trek fan film which myself and some friends are making as a follow up to Heavy Lies the Crown which we released back in January. Our new one is the first outing for a new (ish) camera and a chance to put into practice everything that we have supposedly learnt over the last few years. A few weeks ago we shot the last of the footage needed to piece the thing together. Last night I got the footage from Nick (writer, producer) on an external hard drive and got it into the computer. I now face the unpleasant prospect of looking at myself for a few months, since for a change I was in front of the camera, and now I'm editing it all together. I swear I will not try to make myself look good at the expense of everyone else!

NaNoWriMo Crash and Burn

Well, so much for all the planning. By some horrible co-incidence on Thursday, the very first day of the eagerly anticipated competition to write a novel in a month, my laptop decided that it'd had enough. Pausing for a half-minute and then a minute between coming out of standby and doing anything useful had now got a little worse. A minute became two minutes and then on Thu, indefinitely. So of course I blamed windows and got as far as wiping the whole lot before discovering that it was a hardware problem that could be fixed by, um, taking the laptop in both hands and flexing it slightly.
No, I don't understand that either.
In any case, this has had two effects. One is that in a fit of pique, I installed Ubuntu (very nice by the way) and the other is that I have abandoned NaNoWriMo for this year since as I write this I'm about 5000 words down before I've even started. Watching telly has never seemed so appealing this weekend.

More Rumbly Writings

I'll do better this time... Last year I entered the National Novel Writing Month competition and managed to rack up 19000 words or so before the deadline expired. Since that was a little short of 50000, it was a fail. On the other hand I've rarely had so much fun committing words to paper. I've decided to continue on the same novel as before, only this will be a fresh 50000 to add to the existing ones. After all, I seem to have a problem beginning writing and then seeing it through. Last year was also a tad problematical in that I was supposed to be doing a lot of other stuff. Actually, the same applies this time, but I don't feel so guilty! I was planning on writing, just not writing something else.

Elsewhere, I'm halfway through the first draft of a script which will hopefully become Intrepid's second full-length episode. It's been referred to on the official wiki for some time now, but it's only in the last few months that I've started working on it in earnest. (For various values of 'earnest').

What is Science Fiction Anymore?

Nobody seems to know anymore. A recent poll conducted by the BBC drew much comment on our own forums, because of the twenty or so favourite SF shows (as voted for by the public), it seemed to us that just a little over half of them were actually SF. Admittedly, there seemed to be a sliding scale of 'SF-ness' with the usual suspects of Star Trek and Battlestar Galactica flying the SF colours, then shows with a strong flavouring of SF and then... hold on a second. A sliding scale of SF-ness? If the poll was to be believed, the public – astoundingly - considers Twin Peaks to be Science Fiction!

But is that really so astounding? Up until now, the bane of SF fans was the tendency to lump anything vaguely genre-looking in the same immature-shaped hole labelled 'not literature' or at least 'not worthy'. Librarians and book chains mix Magician and 2001 with a completely straight face. Nowhere does there appear to be a section that isn't headed up by the words “Sci Fi and Fantasy”.

However, the poll has solidified something that I've been gradually becoming aware of. In the magazine SFX, there has been an increasing amount of horror coverage, which to be fair reflects the amount of horror movies newly released and 'SFX' is somewhat of a catch-all for genre fiction anyway. But now there's a rival magazine out there and it had hit the ground running with an equivalently large proportion of the pages devoted to horror. Sci Fi and Fantasy seems to have become Sci Fi, Fantasy and Horror. In some cases without the Fantasy.

Looking for a movie to watch on Virgin Media's on-demand feature, I was presented with a list of categories and it was this that nailed it for me. One of the categories was “Horror and Sci-Fi”. This was interesting all by itself, since within that category I counted thirty eight movies of which an entire four were Sci Fi. Sort of. So few purebred SF titles appeared, that before I'd got halfway through the listing, I was convinced I'd have to include Gremlins which was surely more appropriate as Fantasy. Discounting that, I had three SF titles and one of those was Frankenstein, which we elitists SF types tend to add to the canon because it adds respectability. But if I discount Gremlins, then how can I add Frankenstein which anyone will tell you is (very obviously) a Horror?

The reasoning goes that the Frankenstein novel is often called one of the first examples of true Science Fiction because the power that drives Frankenstein's creature is explicitly derived from science, not magic, in the form of electricity; then new and mysterious but in principle explicable. Primarily, though, any example in cinematic form is going to be labelled a Horror, even if a classic one.

So that left me with two titles from the thirty eight vying to represent our maligned genre. From here it got even more muddled, since the next one in my shortlist was Lord of the Flies. This was even more of a stretch than Frankenstein had been, but as I recalled it from reading it in school, the island setting involved a nuclear war having taken place offstage. (I confess that I haven't been able to support that statement, but it is genuinely how I remember it.) Lord of the Flies is a very literary source novel, much favoured of English teachers and so describing it in genre terms could be taken as a crafted insult. SF's rich heritage is rarely recognised and it is this 'worthiness' distinction that leads to quality SF being lauded as long as the SF part is dismissed.

Worthy, as long as we ignore those troublesome SF elements. Battlestar Galactica was noted by the public as being Science Fiction. Indeed with fleets of spacecraft, space battles, searches for a missing planet and artificial lifeforms that mimic humans, how could anyone mistake it for anything else? Because Battlestar Galactica is really high quality, therefore some commentators have declared that it's not really Science Fiction at all, an opinion shared by some members of the cast! The night before Sky One vanished from Virgin cable boxes, the announcer introduced it with “Forget Sci Fi, this is real drama”. Jeanette Winterson recently wrote a novel containing spacecraft fleeing a dying Earth complete with sentient robots and a post-apocalyptic city.. Jeanette Winterson also hates Science Fiction. She said so in an interview with New Scientist.

Really, I shouldn't have had too many hopes for the movie category which now had a shortlist contained a single item. One film left which was reputedly SF and that was Village of the Damned, based on a novel The Midwich Cuckoos, which actually is truly, authentically Science Fiction. Well, mostly. Primarily it was a still a horror, just like Frankenstein. So the number of possible movie choices I had in that category numbered exactly nothing. I found this slightly bewildering, since the complete A-Z section had Armageddon which I thought (dreadful, brain-dead mess though it may be) would have been an obvious choice as SF. Only, it was Action Adventure. Then there was Deja Vu which has as solid an SF premise as you could ever hope to find, looking back into the past through a wormhole. It was a Sci Fi Thriller, but clearly a thriller with a veneer of SF. Thriller first, anything else second.

So why does no-one seem to know what Science Fiction is anymore?

Did they ever?

I suspect that SF has become less a genre in its own right, than a kind of flavouring for other genres, since SF as a standalone type of story is notoriously hard to quantify. Damon Knight defines it thusly: “science fiction is what we point to when we say it”, whilst Norman Spinrad tells us: “science fiction is anything published as science fiction”. Frederik Pohl is quite explicit: “Science Fiction is what science fiction fans mean when they point to something and say 'That's Science Fiction'”. Can I be correct, then, if I assert the opposite? What if I point to something and say “That isn't science fiction”? Part of the dilemma, I think, is that traditionally distinct Sci Fi elements such as robots, ray guns, rockets and computers are now so much part of mainstream drama, indeed part of real life, that we fail to recognise them as such anymore.

I'm thinking of TV shows like Alias, Spooks and other hi-tech spy thrillers whose plots can revolve around some gimmick or gadget that would have deserved a short story all to itself in the 50s and been hailed as visionary. How often does nanotechnology crop up in these shows? It has reached the status of a tired cliché, if somewhat more advanced in fiction than we've seen in the labs so far. I first encountered the concept of nanotech in an old issue of the role playing magazine White Dwarf, where it described microscopic robots injected into the bloodstream to repair damaged cells. It was dated 1973. Reading New Scientist, such uses now seem merely a matter of waiting until they're ready. Does nanotech even count as SF anymore?

What about computer viruses? Even more than nanotech, they have become solidly embedded in the mainstream. Indeed, computer viruses in drama have become nothing more than a lazy plot device, whose implications are never worked out. Why would I even consider it to be a SF device? It depends where you happen to be in time. The concept of a computer virus was reputedly invented by John Brunner in his 70s novel Shockway Rider, which was an astonishingly prophetic vision of the future. Yet as I was writing this, a computer security firm has stated that there are so many real viruses out in the wild that they've stopped counting them. When did they stop? At a quarter of a million. Yesterday's futuristic SF element has become something that, if you're reading this, you are not unlikely to be sitting within a few feet of one.

The future is become out of date more quickly than ever! The US Army has a working pain ray, we've had rockets for decades and a robot probably built your car. William Gibson – father of Cyberpunk – has even given up trying to predict the future because it's become so difficult. So how can we say what is genuinely Science Fiction when those classically SF trappings are used merely as window-dressing on big-budget-billed-as-SF movies and those trappings are becoming indistinguishable from the world you see outside the window? What does it mean that a writer can create a short story where the big revelatory point is that – shock! - satellite TV can be used to broadcast violence and porn and is an excellent propaganda tool because of it? That's the box I've had in the corner of my living room for a decade. Yet Arthur C Clarke's short story I Remember Babylon was published in 1960. Can we still call it SF? Did it become mainstream by some literary equivalent of radioactive decay?

I didn't know what my conclusion would be when I started to write this. But my take is that anything with overt SF trappings, flavouring, colouring or a veneer of those old-fashioned futures which may or may not take place, has become somewhat muddled with the real world. Technology proceeds at great speed, the understanding in the street is that science and technology between them are capable of anything at all. Even if it's something unlikely, it probably just means (they reckon) that it hasn't escaped from a super-secret government laboratory yet. So it's just another plot device to dump seamlessly into the middle of a TV drama.

And true SF? Or what, with a hint of smugness, I will claim to be the genuine, hard-core stuff that really makes you think? True SF would take that gimmick, that gadget and really work out the consequences of it. In the novel, The Trigger, a device is invented which can throw up a field in which explosives can no longer explode. If that was Alias, then it would either be stolen or destroyed by the end of the episode. The world moves on and so what. The novel, in contrast, explores what such a capability would do to society and it ain't pretty, despite what you might first assume.

My contention, then, is that a properly SF work of fiction doesn't leave the world the way it found it. The world is, effectively, not our world although it starts off the same. And in the true spirit to the quotes earlier, there is plenty of Science Fiction which bears no resemblance to what I just said! In the end, I forgot about trying to watch a movie and instead watched a topical comedy news quiz, Mock the Week.

They were joking about cities rising up on giant robot legs.

Mainstream indeed.

Overhaul

Repurposing, revisiting, re-thinking and re-somethinging. All of which means that I may actually start using my blog in earnest.

Erk...

Two consumer oriented posts in a row... I must be getting old and fogeyish.

Currying Favour

With Currys.digital, the electrical retailer.

I often take a wander around Currys, gawping at all the large TVs and miscellaneous gadgets I can't afford. This being a Sunday was no different, except that for the first time ever I was stopped at the exit and asked to complete a survey. "How do you rate Currys on your visit TODAY". I have no idea why I agreed, but I sat down and prepared to tick off the relevant boxes in the three page form.

Relevant boxes... there didn't appear to be any.

Were staff friendly and courteous? Agree, completely agree, completely disagree? Well I never actually interacted with any of them. Were they well presented? I didn't even look at any of them. What did I think of the queue? Never bought anything so have no idea?

And so forth. When I realised I wasn't able to answer anything fairly, I made my excuses and left. It was only on the way up the road that I realised what had gone wrong. Currys in their wisdom had obviously got a clear idea of the sort of people who visit the shop; people who take note of the staff and the modernity of the surroundings and the clear display of the prices and all the millions of things that never even made it past my consciousness.

None of the questions addressed the sort of consumer I evidently was: I was on my way to Tescos to buy washing powder and only wandered in to Currys see if there was anything new and/or interesting.

There wasn't.

So Currys, sorry about wasting the nicely printed survey form, so here's some feedback by way of recompense: my shopping experience (and I've bought plenty from you over the years) is highly enhanced by not having staff bug me the second I enter through the door and highly enhanced by not asking me to buy extended warranty three times in the same two minutes.

Thank you.

Convenience Reduction Measures

The convenience reduction in this case being that the Hydro Electric shop now doesn't take Pay Point payments on Saturdays, only Monday to Friday. Pay Point is designed for all kinds of payments, not just energy bills. I work during the week. If it wasn't for the small detail that I have each Friday afternoon off, it would now be impossible to pay my phone bill.

Not that this is earth-shattering/ insightful/ worthwhile, but it simply has to be recorded for all eternity in case any future alien species arrive and wonder why humans eventually ended up destroying themselves. Beaurocrageddon.

After trying to pay my phone bill, this now seems likely.

I'm Making a Movie!

I'm sitting here talking about Doughuts and John F Kennedy being a "Berliner" in preparation to filming the second set of scenes from the short amateur movie myself and the team are filming today.  It's a Star Trek fan film and this is a follow up to the full length Trek fan film that we've been making (not finished) over the last few years.  The atmosphere is electric - well, relaxed with caffeine hangovers - and we seem to be ingesting as much sugar as possible before kicking off again.

The point is to make use of everything we've "learned" and to press into service the new higher quality equipment.

Ah, rehearsals have begun.  I'll have to direct soon...

Blogging from Anywhere

All of this still counts as testing. I've just found a blogging app for my pocket pc. So what this means in a practical sense is that I've written this from a rather comfortable armchair, far from the computer and without having to put any distance between me amd thr vodka. (It was a Christmas present and since the chair is situated at the bay window of my third floor flat and the stars are out, I'm having a relaxing time.)

Now I've just got to see if the post works!

And it posted! In the meantime an aircraft just scrawled a vapour trail across the sky, which is now illuminated by the moon. I'm listening to music and it's good to have the TV comprehensively switched off for a change.