My media in 2018

(First of six posts: see also Instagram, LinkedIn, Livejournal, Twitter and Facebook.)

For the last few years I've done a round-up of my my year on social media. This year I'm starting with the more traditional media pieces to which I contributed or in which I was mentioned, grouped by theme rather than in date order.

Northern Ireland

As usual, I got a lot of coverage on Northern Ireland issues — three small themes and one big.

A BBC interview in the summer, marking the moment that Northern Ireland overtook Belgium's record for the longest period of time without a government, got me another bite of the cherry in the Belfast Telegraph.

I wrote a piece for Slugger O'Toole in January on the forthcoming West Tyrone by-election, and got quoted in the News Letter on the result.

And the Guardian quoted me in a piece about the DUP in the context of Brexit.

The big topic for me was the obscure question of the proposed new parliamentary boundaries, which were leaked in January to much excitement, and finalised in September; I wrote a long analysis for Slugger O'Toole, summarised it for the BBC, and was quoted in the Belfast Telegraph and the News Letter.

And the BBC also reported that when the Queen's University of Belfast Students Union was being cleared out prior to its demolition, they found an old photograph of me.

International politics

For the second year running, I found myself on the top 40 #EUinfluencer list. Very flattering.

I wrote for Euractiv and was interviewed by CNN on next year's European Parliament elections.

My work for the Bulgarian EU Presidency was covered by POLITICO and the Bulgarian magazine Капитал.

I Tweeted and Facebooked a lot about Brexit, and contributed a column (dubbed "Whyte Noise") to APCO's monthly Brexit Bites bulletin, ending the year with this gloomy take from last week.

On other parts of Europe, I did this short analysis of the Hungarian electionsHelsingin Sanomat ran this as a story. (Must have been a slow news day.) One of my tweets about Helsinki made it to EurActiv's Tweets of the Week.

In July I participated in two panel discussions on CGTN about Chinese policy and its perception in Europe. Only one of them is online:

Finally, I did an interview with Croatian TV where there was a bit of a glitch with the spelling of my name. People get "Whyte" wrong all the time, but this was special.

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Monday reading

Current
Finding Time Again, by Marcel Proust
The Name of This Book Is Secret, by Pseudonymous Bosch

Last books finished
Perilous Dreams, by Andre Norton

Next books
A Cold Day in Hell, by Alan Grant
The Year's Best Science Fiction & Fantasy, 2010 Edition, ed. Rich Horton
Factfulness, by Hans Rosling

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Doctor Who, Series 11 (or 37), 2018

For the last few years I've been largely avoiding doing play-by-play reviews of New Who, as I did when it first came out, though I have continued to watch it avidly and definitely have Views about it all. I've slowed down on my commentary partly because the blogging environment has changed, and I now use LJ largely for book reviews; but also partly because one of the senior production team of the Moffat era is related to me, and I didn't want to make his life difficult (people saying "Look what your cousin wrote about your show!" etc).

Obviously the Moffat era is over, and the Chibnall era has begun. It's been too busy a time for me to do the episodes one by one (I think I was travelling on four of the last ten Sundays), but here's my brief take of likes and dislikes from the year just gone. If you want more detail, I strongly commend this comprehensive and thoughtful overview by Darren Mooney, and the episode reviews by various contributors at the Doctor Who Reviews and Space Time Telegraph blogs for each episode which I link to below. (I note that seven of the ten reviews on DWR are by people named Matt or Matthew; John Connors seems to have written five of the ten at STT.)

Overall I have enjoyed it. I don't agree with Darren Mooney that this has been the weakest series of New Who; I really think that Series 6 (2011), which started with The Impossible Astronaut and ended with The Wedding of River Song, made much greater demands on the viewer for insufficient payoff. However I think I will agree that the highest points of this year's stories were not as high as those of previous New Who seasons; even Series 6 had The Doctor's Wife. On the other hand, none of the low points was quite as awful as the 2007 Daleks in New York two-parter or the 2014 Kill The Moon. I do agree with Darren Mooney that it looks in general much much better than any series of Doctor Who ever has before. The absence of continuity (no theme music in the first episode, no Tardis interior until episode two) was disruptive but also intriguing. The new music is a welcome change (not that I hated Murray Gold, but he's been doing it since 2004).

It's interesting to see historical stories being approached in a different way. I was scratching my head to think of previous New Who series with three stories set in Earth's historical past, but actually there have been several (Series 3 with The Shakespeare Code, the Daleks in New York and the Human Nature adaptation; Series 5 with Victory of the Daleks, The Vampires of Venice and Vincent and the DoctorA Town Called Mercy, Hide and The Crimson HorrorRosa and Demons of the Punjab.

Of the ensemble, I think Jodie Whittaker has clearly nailed the kind of Doctor she and Chris Chibnall want her to be. She does the open-mouthed flabbergastedness a bit too much, but she is not the first Doctor whose standard facial expression annoyed me (Peter Davison's anxious face, Jon Pertwee's arrogant pout, Colin Baker in general). I'm a bit more concerned about the character, which doesn't always display the compassion that most incarnations have shown. (But the First and Fourth Doctors, who are among my favourites, often fell short there too.) I hope that Chibnall has a plan for a character arc here, to be further developed in 2020.

I like all of the three companions. Against fan consensus, my favourite is Mandip Gill's Yaz, who I find a convincing audience identification figure, followed by Bradley Walsh's Graham and then Tosin Cole's Ryan. I do feel that juggling four regulars, for the first time since Davison days, has proved challenging for the scripting at times. The extra five minutes per episode helps. So does the switch to Sunday, which seems so obviously a good idea now that one wonders why it was never tried before. I am not sure about the decision to have a series of ten single-part episodes. Previous series of New Who were able to play with the pacing of the plot to make things more interesting (admittedly, not always with huge success). It's also clear that the last episode of this series, effectively, is the New Year 2019 special.

And speaking of the episodes:

The Woman Who Fell To Earth: (See also Matt Tiley at DWR, Matthew Kilburn at STT)
This really had one job to do, and did it pretty well – introduce the new Doctor, set up the companions, have an alien threat. The death of Grace showed that this version of the show is going to play hardball. (I would not be at all surprised if one of the main cast gets written out in similar fashion in 2020. NB that in the first episode of Torchwood, Chibnall also killed off a woman of colour who looked like she might be one of the core cast, and she too was brought back to life in a later episode.) The alien threat itself was rather low-key – locally horrible but without wider drama – which turned out to set a tone for the rest of the season. Glorious shots of Sheffield (a city I have never been to).

The Ghost Monument: (See also Matt Dennis at DWR, Sean Alexander at STT)
One of the weaker episodes, in which the Doctor and companions (and the people they meet) are getting from A to B. Like the previous episode, it features a bizarre sfnal quest, though this time we sympathise with the questers. Some good lines in the script but not a lot of oomph, and a muffed ending (not the last). A rare Norn Iron accent from Susan Lynch.

Rosa: (See also Matthew Kilburn at DWR, Tim Worthington at STT)
Now we're getting serious. I remember an Eastercon panel discussing places that a Doctor Who story could never go, such as the Holocaust. (I would add Ireland.) I'd have thought that the segregated Deep South would be on that list too, but was proved wrong by Chibnall and Malorie Blackman (incidentally the only woman of colour to have written for Doctor Who in any medium, as far as I know; her first venture was a short Seventh Doctor story in 2013.) Within the constraints of the format, I thought this dealt with a crucial subject respectfully and entertainingly. One of my favourite stories of the season.

Arachnids in the UK: (See also Ken Scheck at DWR, John Connors at STT)
A very obvious riff on The Green Death, my favourite Third Doctor story, which also had some great return-to-Sheffield characterisation moments, and really impressive special effects, but completely muffed the ending. (What happens to the bad guy? Is it really more compassionate to lock the spiders up until they die?)

The Tsuranga Conundrum: (See also Matt Hills at DWR, John Connors at STT)
This was the only episode of the series which really qualifies as space opera. It has notable similarities to Chibnall's Tenth Doctor story, 42. But we also get challenges to gender stereotypes (the woman general, the pregnant man), the Pting is a work of genius, and of course I loved the Hamilton reference, though as John Connors points out, "for the second week running we have a predator just doing its thing, the threat it poses being a side effect". Not awfully deep, but I thought it was effective.

Demons of the Punjab: (See also Simon Moore at DWR, John Connors at STT)
My favourite story of the season. Partition is an even trickier topic for a Welsh show to tackle than segregation, particularly if you are bringing aliens into it, but this was a brilliant piece of bringing the huge story of the breaking of nations home to the local effect on one family. The special version of the closing theme really does bring tears to one's eyes. This and Arachnids in the UK are part of why I like Yaz so much.

Kerblam!: (See also Simon Moore at DWR, John Connors at STT)
This on the other hand left me cold. I was not happy that the Doctor leaves an evil system un-overthrown, having defeated the revolutionary who was trying to bring it down. As Darren Mooney points out, "The episode’s happy ending has the company giving the employees four weeks off, but only paying them for two of those four weeks." It is totally out of whack with the show's progressive history. The script, performances and especially the effects were all good, but the politics left a bad taste in my mouth.

The Witchfinders: (See also Matthew Kilburn at DWR, John Connors at STT)
This one also fell very flat for me, my personal low point of the series, though a lot of people seem to have loved it; it simply had too many egregious historical errors for me to enjoy it. I was reminded of my similarly hostile reaction to The Plotters, a Who spinoff novel set in the same historical period. Alan Cumming is clearly having great fun as King James; perhaps a bit too much.

It Takes You Away: (See also Marcus at DWR, Sean Alexander at STT)
On the other hand, and again contra fan consensus, I really liked this one: quietly understated and creepy, scary in places, emotionally effective, and with a stellar performance from Ellie Walwork as Hanne. Along with Rosa and Demons of the Punjab, one of my favourites of this series. Incidentally this is not the first time that TV Doctor Who has been to Norway – the final scenes of Doomsday (2005) are set on Bad Wolf Strand, which we are told is not far from Bergen.

The Battle of Ranskoor Av Kolos: (See also Matt Hills at DWR, Matthew Kilburn at STT)
It's not unusual for Doctor Who to muff the final story of the year, both in Old Who (The Time Monster in 1972, The Armageddon Factor in 1979) and New Who (Last of the Time Lords in 2007, Dark Water/Death in Heaven in 2014; not to mention End of Days, the appalling last episode of the first season of Torchwood, also in 2007). It's still disappointing when it happens, though, and I felt that the final episode had a particularly complex setup (the Ux requiring considerable suspension of disbelief) which then failed to pay off emotionally or even dramatically – it seemed rather bathetic to lock the villain in a box from which the next space tourist will surely release him. Bradley Walsh's Graham did get a bit of closure, but at the end of it all I didn't really feel I understood the point of the whole journey. Maybe things will become clearer on New Year's Day.

So there we are. I'm glad the show is back; I'm glad we have a very different star and ensemble from the past; and I hope it will find its feet, as the second season of Torchwood largely did after the bumpy first season.

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  • Tue, 12:56: RT @ezraklein: In each of the five years preceding Paul Ryan’s speakership, annual deficits fell. In each of the three years since he’s bee…
  • Tue, 13:49: Latest edition of APCO’s Brexit Bites – doing our best to stay up to date! https://t.co/33mbn9EOyN
  • Tue, 19:13: RT @pmdfoster: “Frank”. That’s never a good word when diplomats use it. https://t.co/CbhDNUbyUS
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  • Tue, 20:11: RT @anthonyzach: Ireland knows its place: alongside 26 other nations who are supporting them because they’re part of the same Union and Ire…

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  • Tue, 10:18: RT @davidallengreen: If Brexit is cancelled, the sensible majority will pretend, with relief, that the entire embarrassing spectacle never…
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Monday reading

Current
Finding Time Again, by Marcel Proust
Perilous Dreams, by Andre Norton

Last books finished
The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay, by Michael Chabon
Destination Moon and Shooting Destination Moon, by Robert A. Heinlein
Saga, vol. 8, by Fiona Staples and Brian K. Vaughan
Delta of Venus, by Anaïs Nin

Next books
The Name of This Book Is Secret, by Pseudonymous Bosch
A Cold Day in Hell, by Alan Grant
The Year's Best Science Fiction & Fantasy, 2010 Edition, ed. Rich Horton

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  • Sun, 12:56: RT @ProSyn: Complaints about unfair Chinese trade practices are actually complaints about the mismatch between the slow pace of economic op…
  • Sun, 14:40: RT @astroehlein: Far-right @de_nva drops out of Belgian governing coalition with a fake argument over a UN agreement its own people negotia…
  • Sun, 14:43: RT @garethharding: Goodbye and good riddance to far-right NVA – whose presence in government was a stain on this fine country. #Belgium htt…
  • Sun, 14:44: RT @tom_nuttall: Migration politics bullshit latest – Belgium’s Flemish nationalist party, which ran a shameful social media campaign again…
  • Sun, 14:48: RT @News_Letter: In his weekly column, @BenLowry2 looks what could happen after next week’s Brexit vote,none of which look great from a uni…
  • Sun, 16:05: RT @astroehlein: “We need an EU-wide Magnitsky Act to tackle human rights abuses” – Very important op-ed, signed by 44 national MPs & Europ…
  • Sun, 16:19: Destination Moon (1950); and Heinlein novella https://t.co/ujRMBQE1Kb
  • Sun, 19:25: RT @bbcdoctorwho: The series finale is on NOW! #DoctorWho
  • Mon, 09:22: RT @EUCourtPress: #ECJ: UK is free to unilaterally revoke the notification of its intention to withdraw from the EU – Case C-621/18 Wightma…
  • Mon, 10:45: Climbdowns and compromises on long road to a botched Brexit Two big setbacks in June 2017 forced prime minister to… https://t.co/38Dwwp72ww

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Destination Moon (1950); and Heinlein novella

I'm tracking Retro-Hugo winners (and in due course Hugo winners) of Best Dramatic Presentation along with the Oscars for best Picture, and having done Dorian Gray a few weeks ago that naturally takes me to Destination Moon, which in 2001 beat off Harvey, Cinderella, Rabbit of Seville and Rocketship X-M for the 1951 Retro Hugo. (Of the others, I have only seen Cinderella.) The entire film is currently available on YouTube here, but if you don't have the energy here's a trailer:

As you would expect from the title, it's about the first trip to the moon, based on a story by Robert A. Heinlein, in which our four gallant heroes outwit government interference to make their voyage (which also from context appears to be the first manned spaceflight). To get my inevitable complaint out of the way first, absolutely everyone in the film is white, and there are only three women with speaking parts, two of whom (the secretary in the first picture below, who I have not been able to identify, and Grace Stafford performing Woody Woodpecker for the first time in her long career) don't even get credited. We met Erin O'Brien-Moore (here playing a gallant astronaut wife) previously as Nana in The Life of Emile Zola, thirteen years ago.

It's impossible to watch this film without comparing it with the other famous treatments of the same subject. Tintin's visit to the Moon was first published in periodical form in the same year, 1950, and has a lot of similarities in plot and technology, though the timing makes it unlikely that the two copied from each other. The first volume of the two Tintin albums was given the title Destination Moon when translated into English in 1959, and that probably was a conscious homage. (The original French title was Objectif Lune, whereas this film was translated into French as Destination… Lune !)

The most famous portrayal of the first landing on the Moon is of course the real thing in 1969. As is well-known, it was a government-funded effort rather than privately financed; the mission was planned as a lunar orbit rendezvous rather than a direct flight; the space capsules were pretty cramped affairs rather than the spacious workshop of the film; and there were three astronauts rather than four, of whom only two landed. (Also the moon's surface is in fact a rocky, dusty desert rather than looking like a dried lake bed.) However, some things just cannot be left out; you have the excitement of the first footfall itself, the thrill of looking back at Earth from space, and the difficulties of free fall and low gravity. Most of this goes back at least to Jules Verne.

The most entertaining bit is when, as noted above, Woody Woodpecker makes an appearance explaining the lunar mission to investors. To keep the drama going after take-off, two technical crises are manufactured for our heroes to solve. Both of these seem rather silly by the standards of today's carefully planned missions. First, the radio antenna gets stuck because its lubrication froze in vacuum, and in the course of a spacewalk (in which everyone perilously participates) one of the crew starts drifting away (but is saved). Second, once they are on the Moon it turns out that the ship is too heavy to lift off again, and it looks as if one of the crew may have to stay on the Moon forever (but a solution is found). Extra laughs are provided by the fact that the radio operator is a blue-collar chap from Brooklyn, contrasting with the other posher astronauts.

I can see why Hugo voters chose this in 2001; it is somehow closer to the spirit if subsequent sf than any of the other finalists (except for Rocketship X-M which is a knock-off of Destination Moon). I strongly suspect that Harvey and Cinderella are better films, though. You can watch it on YouTube here (at least for now) or buy it here.

Next up in this sequence is The War of the Worlds (1953).

Robert A. Heinlein published a novella-length adaptation of his own screenplay in 1950; the second paragraph of the third chapter is:

But the power pile was unsealed and the ship was ready to go. Thirteen-fifteenths of its mass was water, ready to be flashed into incandescent steam by the atomic pile, to be thrown away at thirty thousand feet per second.

You can get it here along with some notes from Heinlein on how the film was shot. There are a couple of striking differences: the stuck antenna and spacewalk scene are not in the book; the radio operator, Emmanuel Traub, is coded as Jewish and regarded with (unjustified) suspicion as a potential foreign saboteur (in the film he is the salt-of-the-earth Joe Sweeney); the crew land in a place on the Moon where they cannot communicate properly with Earth because it is below the mountains on the horizon; and most remarkably we are left not knowing if the crew make it home safely. Similarities include the good old private sector overcoming government inertia and interference, and the subplot about the excess weight being equivalent to an astronaut (as seen also in "The Cold Equations" and the Blake's 7 story Orbit). There is a startling moment of misogyny:

His [Corley's] secretary’s voice sounded in the room. “Your wife wants to call long distance, Doctor. I’m stalling her. Are you in?”
“Put her on,” he said wearily. Mrs. Corley’s words could not be heard, but her angry tones came through. Corley answered, “No, dear . . . That’s right, dear. I’m sorry but that’s how it is . . . no, I don’t know when the lines will be free; we’re holding them for calls placed to the east coast . . . no, you can’t have the car; I’m using it. I—” He looked surprised and replaced the instrument. “She hung up on me.”
“See what I mean?” said Barnes.
“Jim, you’re a fool,” Bowles answered.
“No, I’m a bachelor. Why? Because I can’t stand the favorite sport of all women.”
“Which is?”
“Trying to geld stallions. Let’s get on with the job.”

It's typical enough Heinlein, not especially original or vivid but clearly substantial enough for a memorable film to be based on it.

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All About Eve (1950)

All About Eve won the Oscar for Best Motion Picture of 1950, and was nominated in a total of fourteen categories, a feat which remained unequalled until Titanic in 1997 and still has not been beaten. It won five other Oscars: George Sanders won Best Supporting Actor, Joseph L. Mankiewicz won for both Best Director and Best Screenplay, and it also got Best Costume Design – Black and White and Best Sound Recording. All four female leads were nominated (the only time this has ever happened), Anne Baxter and Bette Davis for Best Actress and Celeste Holm and Thelma Ritter for Best Supporting Actress, but none of them won. The other contenders for Best Motion Picture were Born Yesterday, Father of the Bride, King Solomon’s Mines and Sunset Boulevard.

All About Eve is actually top of the IMDB popularity vote for films of 1950, and is fourth on the number of votes metric after Sunset Boulevard, Rashomon and Disney’s Cinderella. Cinderella, which got three Oscar nominations but no awards, was the only other film from that year that I had seen before this, though I have since also watched Destination Moon (which comes in 32nd on both IMDB metrics). All About Eve is one of the few Best Picture winners that also has a 100% score on Rotten Tomatoes (the other two that I’ve seen so far are Rebecca and All Quiet on the Western Front). Here’s a modern trailer:

This is another one of those films I had not heard of before starting this project. It’s the story of an aging actress who is flattered by attention from a young fan, but then alarmed when the younger woman starts to infiltrate her professional and personal life. I liked it immensely, and it’s going near the top of my list, ahead of Hamlet from two years ago and just behind The Best Years of Our Lives from two years before that.

Whitewashing: To start with the negative, and it’s the usual story, there are only two or three black people visible in the entire film, a passer-by and two non-speaking cast members at the far end of a curtain call in a theatre scene (one of whom may be the same person as the passer-by, whose face we cannot see). This in a film set largely in New York theatre-land. (At least The Great Ziegfeld, back in 1936, actually had two black speaking parts even if they were rather awful; The Broadway Melody in 1929 was completely white.)

That’s the downside. There are lots of upsides. To start with, this was one of Marilyn Monroe’s first screen roles; she has only a small part, as an actress who is rising through the ranks, but already the camera loves her. George Sanders’ character, Addison DeWitt, actually says, “I can see your career rising in the East like the Sun”.

Although the film is dominated by the two leads, Bette Davis as Margo and Ann Baxter as Eve, there’s a good sense of ensemble from the cast and some nice camerawork pulling it together. I love the stairs set with Marilyn, above, and these two shots looking in different directions from the same scene in Margo’s dressing room, with first Gary Merrill as Margo’s boyfriend Bill, Celeste Holm as her friend Karen, Thelma Ritter as her maid Birdie (the two nominees for Best Supporting Actress) and Bette Davis as Margo all looking at Ann Baxter, out of shot as Eve; and the next shot shows us Thelma Ritter / Birdie and Bette Davis / Margo from behind, Ann Baxter / Eve facing them, and then Celeste Holm / Karen and Gary Merrill / Bill from vehind again. The message is that there is often more than one perspective from which to understand a story.

We saw Celeste Holm just three years ago in Gentleman’s Agreement, for which she did win an Oscar. Here she is again. So is George Sanders (on right of second pic below), who we met both in Rebecca ten years ago and in a more recent Retro Hugo diversion to Dorian Gray.

Anne Baxter really glows as Eve, muscling in on Margo’s life and then at the end discovering that she has a young female stalker of her own.

But the picture is totally owned – in a perfectly collegial way – by Bette Davis as the aging Margo, who gets most of the good scenes and most of the good lines.


Margo: Lloyd, honey, be a playwright with guts. Write me one about a nice normal woman who just shoots her husband.

Margo: Bill’s thirty-two. He looks thirty-two. He looked it five years ago, he’ll look it twenty years from now. I hate men.

Margo: Nice speech, Eve. But I wouldn’t worry too much about your heart. You can always put that award where your heart ought to be.

Lloyd Richards: What makes you think either Miller or Sherwood would stand for the nonsense I take from you? You’d better stick to Beaumont and Fletcher! They’ve been dead for three hundred years!
Margo: ALL playwrights should be dead for three hundred years!

And of course,

Margo: Fasten your seatbelts, it’s going to be a bumpy night!

It was an amusing coincidence that several of the early scenes are about catching a flight to San Francisco, and I was actually on a flight to San Francisco as I watched.

Next in the sequence of Oscar winners is an old favourite of mine, An American In Paris – but I actually watched it just over a year ago, and wrote it up out of sequence, so I will be going straight on to The Greatest Show on Earth, of which I know nothing. Knowing that An American In Paris is in colour, I am wondering if All About Eve will be the last film I watch for these purposes in black and white?

I also read the original short story, “The Wisdom of Eve” by Mary Orr, as so often first published in Cosmopolitan. The third paragraph is:

There was a crowd at the stage door. They were the usual autograph fans, all with little books open and fountain pens dripping ink. Some appeared to be intelligent theatergoers; they carried programs for Margola to sign and had obviously seen the play that evening. I could hear their enthusiastic comments through the tiny opening where I had lowered the car window to let my cigarette smoke escape. A few were boys in uniform with dreams of dating Margola—dreams that would not come true. There was only one person standing there I could not catalogue. She stood nearest the car, and I could see her face clearly in the light of the streetlamp.

It’s a nice character study, only a dozen or so pages long, which sets up the emotional dynamic just the same but has a very different ending – the narrator is Margo/Margola’s friend Karen, and Eve runs off with Lloyd, her playwright husband (as she threatens to but doesn’t in the film). It doesn’t add much to my appreciation of the film but I’m glad to have read it for completeness.

1920s: Wings (1927-28) | The Broadway Melody (1928-29)
1930s: All Quiet on the Western Front (1929-30) | Cimarron (1930-31) | Grand Hotel (1931-32) | Cavalcade (1932-33) | It Happened One Night (1934) | Mutiny on the Bounty (1935, and books) | The Great Ziegfeld (1936) | The Life of Emile Zola (1937) | You Can’t Take It with You (1938) | Gone with the Wind (1939, and book)
1940s: Rebecca (1940) | How Green Was My Valley (1941) | Mrs. Miniver (1942) | Casablanca (1943) | Going My Way (1944) | The Lost Weekend (1945) | The Best Years of Our Lives (1946) | Gentleman’s Agreement (1947) | Hamlet (1948) | All the King’s Men (1949)
1950s: All About Eve (1950) | An American in Paris (1951) | The Greatest Show on Earth (1952) | From Here to Eternity (1953) | On The Waterfront (1954, and book) | Marty (1955) | Around the World in Eighty Days (1956) | The Bridge on the River Kwai (1957) | Gigi (1958) | Ben-Hur (1959)
1960s: The Apartment (1960) | West Side Story (1961) | Lawrence of Arabia (1962) | Tom Jones (1963) | My Fair Lady (1964) | The Sound of Music (1965) | A Man for All Seasons (1966) | In the Heat of the Night (1967) | Oliver! (1968) | Midnight Cowboy (1969)
1970s: Patton (1970) | The French Connection (1971) | The Godfather (1972) | The Sting (1973) | The Godfather, Part II (1974) | One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest (1975) | Rocky (1976) | Annie Hall (1977) | The Deer Hunter (1978) | Kramer vs. Kramer (1979)
1980s: Ordinary People (1980) | Chariots of Fire (1981) | Gandhi (1982) | Terms of Endearment (1983) | Amadeus (1984) | Out of Africa (1985) | Platoon (1986) | The Last Emperor (1987) | Rain Man (1988) | Driving Miss Daisy (1989)
1990s: Dances With Wolves (1990) | The Silence of the Lambs (1991) | Unforgiven (1992) | Schindler’s List (1993) | Forrest Gump (1994) | Braveheart (1995) | The English Patient (1996) | Titanic (1997) | Shakespeare in Love (1998) | American Beauty (1999)
21st century: Gladiator (2000) | A Beautiful Mind (2001) | Chicago (2002) | The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King (2003) | Million Dollar Baby (2004, and book) | Crash (2005) | The Departed (2006) | No Country for Old Men (2007) | Slumdog Millionaire (2008) | The Hurt Locker (2009)

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The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay, by Michael Chabon

Second paragraph of third chapter:

Over the course of the last week, in the guise of the Escapist, Master of Elusion, Joe had flown to Europe (in a midnight-blue autogyro), stormed the towered Schloss of the nefarious Steel Gauntlet, freed Plum Blossom from its deep dungeon, defeated the Gauntlet in protracted two-fisted combat, been captured by the Gauntlet's henchmen and dragged off to Berlin, where he was strapped to a bizarre multiple guillotine that would have sliced him like a hard-boiled egg while the Führer himself smugly looked on. Naturally, patiently, indomitably, he had worked his way loose of his riveted steel bonds and hurled himself at the throat of the dictator. At this point—with twenty pages to go until the Charles Atlas ad on the inside back cover—an entire Wehrmacht division had come between the Escapist's fingers and that gravely desired larynx. Over the course of the next eighteen pages, in panels that crowded, jostled, piled one on top of the other, and threatened to burst the margins of the page, the Wehrmacht, the Luftwaffe, and the Escapist had duked it out. With the Steel Gauntlet out of the picture, it was a fair fight. On the very last page, in a transcendent moment in the history of wishful figments, the Escapist had captured Adolf Hitler and dragged him before a world tribunal. Head finally bowed in defeat and shame, Hitler was sentenced to die for his crimes against humanity. The war was over; a universal era of peace was declared, the imprisoned and persecuted peoples of Europe—among them, implicitly and passionately, the Kavalier family of Prague—were free.

I had read this long ago, but enjoyed returning to it. It's a great story of two young Jewish cousins in New York during the second world war, who break into comics and become super-successful very quickly. But one of them is gay, and the other is struggling to bring his family to America from Nazi-occupied Europe. The detail is beautiful – Al Smith and the late Stan Lee get walk-on roles; the comics of Kavalier and Clay are slotted neatly into the real history of the Golden Age. The story is told with sympathy and humour, slipping into epic mode at the moments of tragedy. It won the Pulitzer Prize for Fiction back in 2001, and deservedly so. You can get it here.

This was the top book in my library that I had read but not previously written up online. Next in that sequence is Candide, by Voltaire.

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My travels in 2018

Every year since 2005, I have posted a list of the cities where I have spent a night away from home in that calendar year. (In each of the last three years, I then found myself doing one more trip to a new place later in December. Not expecting that this year, but then I didn’t in 2015, 2016 or 2017 either.) Previous years: 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, 2013, 2014, 2015, 2016, 2017.

This year’s list is as follows (an asterisk marks places where I spent more than one non-consecutive night):

*Sofia, Bulgaria
Strasbourg, France
*London, UK
Istanbul, Turkey
*Tirana, Albania
*Skopje, Macedonia
Ohrid, Macedonia
*Oxford, UK
*Dublin, Ireland
Bratislava, Slovakia
Dubrovnik, Croatia
Berlin, Germany
Zagreb, Croatia
Lys, France
*Kidderminster, UK
Loughbrickland, UK
Riga, Latvia
Heathrow, UK (far enough out from London to count separately)
Helsinki, Finland
Belgrade, Serbia
Paris, France
Santa Rosa, CA, USA
Brussels, Belgium

That’s 23 cities in 15 countries, relatively high (though still less than 2016 or 2017). I also changed planes in Austria, the Czech Republic and Slovenia, and drove through the Netherlands and Luxembourg without an overnight stay, so the country total for the year is 20, again relatively high. Latvia was new to me.

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Europe map, showing the family trek to Northern Ireland:

Central Belgium map, showing my two alternative commutes (up to Leuven and west, or down to Ottignies and northwest) and excursions with B around Tienen:

Leuven/Oud-Heverlee map, showing how little I venture beyond the shopping/restaurant streets in the city centre:

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Fools, by Pat Cadigan

Second paragraph of third chapter:

“At least I have something to be arrogant about,” I replied. The soft background music I’d been talking over stopped suddenly and my too loud voice hung in the air. All party conversation ceased.

I approached this with some trepidation, having bounced off Synners a few months ago – but actually I really enjoyed this tale of a woman with three identities, or possibly three women sharing bodies, or possibly a woman struggling for mindspace with two artifical personalities, each with different parts of the picture trying to work out what is going on. I found it very engaging and even funny in places, as well as a serious exploration of what might happen if personalities can be uploaded and downloaded freely (or, well, for a fee or some other consideration). Cyberpunk doesn’t usually do it for me, but this hit the mark. You can get it here.

Incidentally I took the photo of the author currently on her Wikipedia page earlier this year.

This won the Arthur C. Clarke Awards in 1995, making Cadigan the first writer to win it twice. Gwyneth Jones’ North Wind, which I bounced off, was on the shortlist for Clarke, Tiptree and BSFA and won none of them. John Barnes’ Mother of Storms and James Morrow’s Towing Jehovah were both finalists for Clarke, Hugo and Nebula and also won none of them. (The Hugo went to Mirror Dance, by Lois McMaster Bujold, and the Nebula to Moving Mars, by Greg Bear.) The Tiptree Awards went, as previously reported, to Larque on the Wing, by Nancy Springer, and “The Matter of Seggri”, by Ursula Le Guin. Next up in this series of reviews will be Feersum Endjinn, by Iain M. Banks.

Arthur C. Clarke Award winners:
The Handmaid’s Tale | The Sea and Summer | Unquenchable Fire | The Child Garden | Take Back Plenty | Synners | Body of Glass | Vurt | Fools | Fairyland | The Calcutta Chromosome | The Sparrow | Dreaming in Smoke | Distraction | Perdido Street Station | Bold as Love | The Separation | Quicksilver | Iron Council | Air | Nova Swing | Black Man | Song of Time | The City & the City | Zoo City | The Testament of Jessie Lamb | Dark Eden | Ancillary Justice | Station Eleven | Children of Time | The Underground Railroad | Dreams Before the Start of Time | Rosewater | The Old Drift | The Animals in that Country | Deep Wheel Orcadia | Venomous Lumpsucker | In Ascension | Annie Bot

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Outside In, ed. Robert Smith?

Second paragraph of third chapter ("The Edge of Destruction: A New Fan's Guide to Old Who, by Val. E. Gurl" (as told to Taylor Deatherage)):

Anyway, this episode was… disappointing to say the least. First of all, it was in black and white. Borning! I know each episode is only, like, 26 minutes, but it felt like an ETERNITY. Next time, they should consider making it in colour just because people are not going to pay attention. Sometimes, I just want to ask television studios if they know what their audience wants. Ugh.

According to the subtitle, this is a collection of "160 New Perspectives on 160 classic Doctor Who stories by 160 writers". I must say it’s a very refreshingly different take compared to other guides I have read to Old Who; the variety of voices makes for a very entertaining read. There are some interesting defences of stories which are generally held i low esteem. Steven Warren Hill looks at the Silurians in the context of the Northern Ireland conflict; Matthew Kilburn looks at The Invasion of Time in terms of the British class system; there are lots of entertaining insights, and very few that miss the mark (fewer than one gets in the many books about Old Who where the same author or authors write about each story).

Not every essay is actually about the show as broadcast. There’s a review of the first BBC video release of one story, of the novelisation of another. The shortest piece of the lot is by my own brother, who writes up “The Daemons in the style of new Doctor Who” thus:

JO: Don’t kill the Doctor, he’s fantastic! Kill me instead!
AZAL: Good point. I was just realizing how stupid it would be to kill the Doctor. (KILLS JO).
DOCTOR: Tut tut.
AZAL: I’m the last of my kind, you know.
DOCTOR: Really?

It’s very refreshing, and you can get it here.

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Monday reading

Current
The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay, by Michael Chabon

Last books finished
And the Mountains Echoed, by Khaled Hosseini
All The King’s Men, by Robert Penn Warren
Outside In: 160 New Perspectives on 160 Classic Doctor Who Stories by 160 Writers, ed. Robert Smith?
Fools, by Pat Cadigan

Next books
Delta of Venus, by Anaïs Nin
The Name of This Book Is Secret, by Pseudonymous Bosch
Perilous Dreams, by Andre Norton

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