" In this universe the night was falling; the shadows were lengthening towards an east that would not know another dawn. But elsewhere the stars were still young and the light of morning lingered; and along the path he once had followed, Man would one day go again"

Arthur C. Clarke Against the Fall of Night

Wednesday, June 21, 2017

Grayson & Grayson London, Bleiler, Dikty, Conklin, van Vogt and more

Grayson & Grayson appears to have been a UK publisher 
that reprinted science fiction published in the US for 
the UK  market from 1951 to 1957. (I looked at their 
listings in ISFDB). I became interested in them when I saw  
this cover illustration, 


I knew it had to be an illustration
for one of my favourite works of sociological SF, 
"And Then There Were None" by Eric Frank Russell.  
Published in 1953, the anthology was edited by
Bleiler and Dikty, the cover is signed by illustrator 
Mudge Marriott who does a number of covers for this
publisher. Additional contents include, "The Hunting 
Season "by Frank M. Robinson, "Flight to Forever" by Poul ,
Anderson and "Izzard and the Membrane" by Walter M. 
Miller, jr. 

The Miller story is a really interesting computer AI 
story that I will discuss in more detail another day,
 but it originally appeared in Astounding Science Fiction,
in May 1951 and the US and UK editions of this "best of
anthology" and then does not seem to have been reprinted
again which I think was very unfortunate.

By now it should be clear that I love this type of bright, 
garish 1950's illustration with alien landscapes and big rockets
so I really liked Mudge's work. I also like small or lesser known 
presses so I began looking for more books by Grayson & Grayson 
and Mudge Marriott.

Score, while A.E. van Vogt has suffered a lot of criticism 
from some, he was as popular as Heinlein in his heyday 
before his unfortunate foray into Dianetics. He was Canadian,
 "eh" and he produced Slan, The Voyage of the Space Beagle,
The Weapons Shops of Isher, and Null-A series among
other novels and short stories, love them or hate them
people read, discussed, debated them and generally had 
a good time reading his work.

My buddy Doug would want me to point out the Coeurl should 
be red again I say it is a trick of the lighting. 

This edition was published in 1951, cover uncredited.



A 1952 reprint of a Conklin anthology, with a snazzy radio 
antenna, power station, secret headquarters or whatever?
Again by E. B. Mudge Marriott 



  

And another "Best of" anthology this time from 1952 with another 
cool rocket, the name Mudge Marriott appears on the cover.


As I  noted earlier, my wife and I are taking a trip to the London 
in the fall and hopefully I can find acquire more Grayson titles,
this time without the hefty shipping charges.


  

Monday, June 19, 2017

Into the Unknown: A Journey Through Science Fiction review – almost all non-human life is here, Barbican London




The Cyclops from The Seventh Voyage of Sinbad and two of
my favorite of Ray's  films.

(all photos for this post from my collection not the exhibit)

As my wife and I are planning to be in London this fall she alerted me to a show on science fiction material appearing at the Barbican in London. Sadly we will miss it by several weeks but I thought I would mention it here in case it was of interest to others.

The exhibit sounds wonderful, and as you might guess it contains material on Ray Harryhausen's work.

https://www.theguardian.com/artanddesign/2017/jun/18/into-unknown-journey-through-science-fiction-barbican-review?CMP=Share_iOSApp_Other

I was interested because of course I enjoy science fiction in many forms as does my wife. 

We are also both interested in architecture and the Barbican is one of London’s best examples of Brutalist architecture.

The Barbican  link discussing the exhibit


http://www.barbican.org.uk/intotheunknown/ more on the exhibit

Link to the history of the Barbican

http://www.barbican.org.uk/about-barbican/history

The third reason for me is the Barbican is the headquarters of, as well as the name, of the European Men in Black type organization represented by the wonderfully realized Immacolata Sexton, found in Caitlin Kiernan's brilliant Agents of Dreamland.   

I discussed her novel on my HPL site and the link to my comments can be found here.

http://dunwichhorrors.blogspot.ca/2017/04/agents-of-dreamland-by-caitlin-r-kiernan.html

For SF buffs Kiernan's novel lies at the wonderful intersection of science fiction and horror that can be found in the works of authors like George RR Martin and Richard Matheson. (Read it)

But I digress, there are a couple of things about the review of the show at the Barbican I wanted to discuss. The author Rachel Cooke starts with the following statement. 

"The most brilliant definition of science fiction I know comes courtesy of the writer Brian Aldiss, who once described it as “hubris clobbered by nemesis”. " While Aldiss's
Trillion Year Spree: The History of Science Fiction, as well as his extensive list of science fiction novels and short stores has given him a well deserved stature in the field, this does not appear to be a useful definition of anything. Just had to get that off my chest.



The second observation I found interesting was her statement. "Dinosaurs used to be a metaphor, a means of addressing our most deep-seated fears. They roared and we trembled; we fought them to win. Now, though, they bring with them a prelapsarian longing." I asked my wife about this, we both grew up in the 1960's. The dinosaurs we saw in the works of Ray Harryhausen ( my hero ) and his mentor Willis H. O'Brien, (O'Brien worked on The Lost World, King Kong, Mighty Joe Young, Harryhausen created the dinosaurs that appeared in Beast from 20,000 Fathoms, The Valley of Gwangi among others) were menacing but they were not metaphors for fear in our minds. I wonder if that is a generational difference, possibly after films like Jurassic Park dinosaurs assumed this metaphorical role I cannot say. Certainly in the 1960's as now, dinosaurs were everywhere, in films, cartoons, books, advertising, tchotchkes of every kind and in my case as plastic dinosaurs on a birthday cake, thanks Mom.


This illustration is from a post on science books on my nature website. 

But if they were metaphors then, I think they were metaphors for the mysteries unlocked by science. Science then was the lens by which we were examining the mysteries of the earth, of time and of the universe. We had the past via dinosaurs and archaeology, the first exploration of the ocean depths with submarines, bathyscopes and aqua-lungs and outer space with our telescopes, satellites and rockets. And of course all of this became the stuff of our science fiction dreams and sometimes of our science fiction nightmares.



Friday, June 9, 2017



    Some time ago it occurred to me that I was buying far more books than I was reading, much less discussing and reflecting on. Part of the reason is that I enjoy books not just as text, but as physical objects with bindings, fonts, print runs and cover artists. I also see science fiction books as historic artifacts reflecting politics, society, science, current conditions and future extrapolations all changing over time. They move from religious allegories, to utopias, lost race, planetary romances, time travel, alternate history, juveniles. The atomic age, and cold war paranoia are followed by hard science fiction, feminist science fiction, anthropological science fiction, new wave, cyber punk, mainstream science fiction and post colonial science fiction all merging with and informing each other. And then you have the outliers like Cordwainer Smith, stories or authors that seem to come out of no where and disappear the same way, like fireflies that flash for only a moment, So when I have spare time or money or both I buy books this means I also read about the books, the authors and the historical trends they represent. Add to this the ever present social media which saps my time and energy and demonstrates very clearly that many of us are determined to replicate the science fiction dystopia as our preferred political model (hence it’s absence for the list above) and I realize I have not been reading enough.

   So I have brought a number of books to the cabin, some “classic” works or important authors I have never read and some old friends. I have also tried to incorporate more female authors, Canadian authors, and Russian authors. Given that the cabin already contained some volumes of Gunn’s excellent The Road to Science Fiction and The Science Fiction Hall of Fame I am well served. By design this grouping does not contain a great deal of very current SF. Bud Webster the great science fiction historian/ fan/writer used to talk about how he was a geeky, some what picked on kid, looking for the refuge when he found it in the science fiction section of the public library and the books of Raymond J. Healy, Groff Conklin, Robert Heinlein, Isaac Asimov, Andre Norton and others. 

 “But the library was sanctuary for me. Nobody would chase me, nobody would yell at me, and best of all, nobody there would rag me for reading books. I'd have stayed there forever if I could have. It was quiet, cool, and it's where I became addicted to books, both as artifacts and because of the content.

I was probably all of nine years old when I first found the thick, heavy collections of stories edited by Conklin and Healy & McComas for the first time. But there they were, that pair of behemoths: Adventures in Time and Space (ed. Raymond J. Healy and Francis McComas, Random House 1946) and The Best of Science Fiction (ed. Groff Conklin, Crown 1946). They changed my life, and without a doubt altered the way I read science fiction, and I wasn't the only one.”

Anthopology 101: The Best of Time and Space, by Bud Webster

I was that kid's twin living in a different city and country but holding the same books in a similar library. I want to see if I can find him again, (okay maybe a bit less geeky). So I have chosen books I hope will help on that journey, Later today I will raise a beer to toast Bud and see how I do.



Monday, May 22, 2017

Science Fiction, Definitions/Themes/Golden Ages/Thoughts/Questions

     

 Much ink has been expended on science fiction: what actually is science fiction, what are the classics, is the Golden Age a fixed chronological period or personal experience? What is the sense of wonder, who belongs in the new wave, who were cyberpunks? What are the ten best stories, novels, authors, movies etc., and how does the list change?

But for both old or new science fiction, perhaps the unifying and defining aspect is that the questions are the same.

* Given the length of this post, please consult the ISFDB for cover information, or request additional information in the comments section.

What does the future hold?  

 













What does it mean to be human, 

















male, female?























What about the promises, 

will we have jet packs, ray guns,



giant insects?


Immortality anyone?











What does it mean to be a family, a society, a culture?




       
                
Where might technology lead us? 














    

 

How will technology change us?

         

  What kind of society will 

we live in? 

 How should society be organized?  

What is intelligence?



Is there other life in the universe? 

  


What does it mean to meet aliens?




Will they be friends 


or enemies?


What is the nature of time?




Can we travel there?


  


 What if the past had been different, 

the future?  

What about the near future, the far future? 

 

 

What about the earth, the environment?



What is the universe like and will we ever explore it?



   

Will it be scary?

Is there a directing intelligence(s)?

      
How will human life end, 

the earth, 

the universe, 


Will anyone/anything see it?