Retro Nostalgia

Retro Nostalgia: Mars Attacks (1996) and Its Detached Timestamp

Long-time viewers of science fiction film will likely recognize Tim Burton’s homage to 50s/60s SF cinema.  How could they not?  From the narrative undertones of the Cold War’s nuclear fears to its borrowing and twisting of the narrative structure of H. G. Wells’ War of the Worlds and its 1953 adaptation, which helped solidify a developing SF cinematic aesthetic (the Orson Welles radio drama certainly stuck Wells’ terrifying tale of alien invasion in the public consciousness beforehand), the film is in every way a mockery of the 50s and 60s.*  But it’s not simply the politics or the narrative that make the 1996 alien invasion comedy Mars Attacks! an amusing bedfellow of or foil to the 1950s (and 60s).  Rather, its visuals are an at times direct parody/assault on the material and social logic of the era, despite having no clear temporal placement of its own — after all, the film is neither set in the 1950s, nor the 1990s, and instead merges or maps the span of historical time over itself (a palimpsest). Part of the reason I am mashing the 50s and 60s together here is because Mars Attacks! is never fixed to a specific decade.  It is, in a sense, trapped in the limbo of transition between two cultures we like to think as distinct, but which bleed into one another.  The Beehive (B-52) hairstyle, after all, didn’t gain popular momentum until the 60s, despite existing as early as 1954.  There are times when the film veers a hard right into 60s territory (most notably through cars and the flashy fashion of Vegas that conjures images of a somewhat neutered, caricatured Hunter S. Thompson), but it frequently bounces back, merging the two periods — both understandably important to SF cinema — into one incoherent mishmash.  I’ll refer to this as the 50s Transition to save space (roughly the late 50s to the early 60s). A primary example of this assault on 50s Transition culture is the aptly named Martian Girl played by Lisa Marie (seen in the above image).  Her swaying, robotic walking style, her absurd hair style (a greatly exaggerated B-52), and her eye-catching pointed breasts are all digs on the visual culture of the 1950s Transition.  She is at once a clone of the era and a play on the sex symbol of the era:  Marilyn Monroe (minus the hair). Or, perhaps, a mix of Monroe and another female icon of the time:  Audrey Hepburn from Breakfast at Tiffany’s. The exaggeration of the Martian Girl’s features — to the point of perfect exaggeration, even — seems, in my mind, to make light of the hyper-commercialized culture that arose at the turn of the century and solidified after WW2, one which hyper-sexualized certain “ideal” forms of women, fashion, etc. (or, to put it another way, created a specific set of images for the era that were hyper-sexualized).  After all, she is, in every way, a “perfect” 50s Transition girl.  Except that she isn’t.  She’s a grotesque perfection that draws attention to the fact that she isn’t real.  Her features are too perfect.  Too exaggerated.  Blame it on the aliens for translating their own genetic monoculture onto our own. Much of the film’s fashion aesthetics draw upon the transitional era, almost to comedic effect, sometimes by exaggeration and sometimes by simply cloning things that already existed.  Some of this is deliberate.  Annette Bening, for example, modeled her performance as Barbara Land on Ann Margret from Viva Las Vegas.  The resemblance is clear.  This shouldn’t surprise us, of course, because the mish mash was intended by the writers and Burton himself, who imagined Mars Attacks! as an homage to 50s scifi flicks, with a heavy dose of mockery.  Whether they intended to critique the culture of the 50s Transition is hard to say.  I like to think this was an unintended consequence of transplanting a cultural period into a different cinematic paradigm.  Rather than stare with nostalgic eyes at a bygone era, we are compelled to think about what made the 50s Transition fascinating and thankfully dead at the same time. I could probably say more about this topic, but I won’t.  That would require tracing all the ways Mars Attacks! explores 50s SF and the 50s Transition period (as mockery, parody, or direct homage).  Maybe for another time! ————————————————- *The 1953 adaptation of War of the Worlds was nominated for three Academy Awards and has since been included in the Library of Congress catalogue.

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RIP: Chinua Achebe (1930 – 2013)

If you haven’t already heart, Chinua Achebe passed away last Thursday (March 21st).  While not a genre writer, Achebe various works have had a profound impact on English-language literature.  He is probably best known for Things Fall Apart, which appears from time to time on American high school English curriculum.  However, he also wrote four other novels, numerous short story and poetry collections, and a number of essays.  If you’ve never read anything by him before, I recommend you do. My first introduction to his work was in a graduate-level course on African literature.  And, as per usual, the work in question was Things Fall Apart.  Since then, I’ve read short stories, poems, and other novels by Achebe.  Most of them I have enjoyed immensely. He was a great writer, to say the least.  And he will be missed immensely. You can read more about Achebe and his death here and here.

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ICFA (Are You Going?) and Disappeared Shaun (Temporary!)

Two things: I am presenting at this year’s ICFA (International Conference on the Fantastic in the Arts).  That means I will be rather busy this week with, well, paper stuff, conference stuff, and stuff stuff.  However, if you are attending ICFA and would like to get together, send me an email or leave a message or something.  Should be fun! (FYI:  I’m presenting a paper on the adaptation of Cloud Atlas.  I’m also creating a list which will include that film.  Mwahaha.) Due to #1 and to some PhD stuff I need to finish, I am putting the blog on a temporary hiatus.  And I mean temporary.  At most, I’ll post nothing new until the end of next week.  However, I strongly suspect I’ll be back at my old games on Sunday or Monday.  In any case, that means all the stuff I had planned to post this week is getting moved until later, including the Retro Nostalgia feature.  I just don’t have the time to put my heart into it right now (PhD stuff, conference stuff, and teaching stuff = super busy Shaun). Again, this is temporary.  I am not disappearing.  This blog will fill up with my nonsense before the end of the month.  Promise. And that’s that.

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Tolkien and Martin Don’t Have Much to Answer For (Or, Hey, Bad Arguments About Fantasy)

Apparently A.J. Dalton doesn’t care for J.R.R. Tolkien or George R.R. Martin.  Here’s the moment when I stopped reading: They have both come to dominate the genre in which I write, that’s what. All fantasy gets compared to them. They are the standard. They are the definition of fantasy. Anything too different to them doesn’t get recognised as fantasy, as it doesn’t contain enough of the required motifs and conventions. Anyone who can make that argument with any seriousness has no idea what they are talking about.  Really?  Anything that doesn’t look like Martin or Tolkien isn’t considered fantasy anymore?  Really?  So apparently N.K. Jemisin doesn’t write fantasy.  Good to know.  Diana Rowland doesn’t write fantasy.  Good to know.  In fact, all those authors who are shelved in the fantasy section who aren’t writing anything that directly mimics Martin or Tolkien are just magically shelved in the wrong place in some grand conspiracy to get people to mistakenly believe they are fantasy writers…Huh? All fantasy doesn’t get compared to Martin or Tolkien, fella.  That’s absurd.  A lot of fantasy does, but not all.  They are also not the definition of fantasy.  Only a moron thinks that Martin or Tolkien are all that fantasy has to offer (or that the fantasy market only demands derivative work). Meh. —————————————————- Alright, so it’s not true that I stopped reading there.  I decided to read a little more of his argument just so I could say I did so.  And that’s when I discovered this: A quick example. I published Empire of the Saviours, an epic fantasy, with Gollancz last year. The book starts modestly enough with a boy growing up in a village in a remote corner of the empire in question. Several influential online reviewers refused to read it, saying they’d heard it all before, no matter the book’s purported humour and contemporary social and religious considerations. Hadn’t I heard how Mr Feist’s Magician and Mr Paolini’s Eragon opened with the selfsame premise, and besides weren’t they just versions of Bilbo in his burrow at the start of The Hobbit? An Australian newspaper then reviewed the book with the statement that Tolkien had ‘a lot to answer for’. Sheesh. Now it’s all starting to make sense.  Dalton isn’t upset that Tolkien and Martin are the standards.  He’s upset because someone thought he sort of wrote like them, and then refused to read his work.  Author is sad or something.  Makes sense, right? Wait, no it doesn’t.  Dalton just said that you can’t write fantasy without writing like Martin and Tolkien.  That’s the only way to get recognition.  Now he’s saying that if you write like Martin and Tolkien, nobody will love you.  Signals crossed, I guess. I get it.  Tolkien and Martin do define much of the genre.  That’s bad for diversity, since much of what readers of fantasy want is stuff similar to what they’ve already read.  But let’s not pretend that fantasy is ONLY stuff that looks like Tolkien and Martin.  Let’s not pretend that nobody reads anything that is different, or that people don’t read things that are similar.  That’s absurd.  Derivative fantasy exists.  It sells.  Different fantasy exists too.  It sells too. This isn’t rocket science…

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Link of the Day: Liz Bourke on (Male) Rape in Epic Fantasy

I’ve got nothing to say about Liz Bourke’s recent post on the topic in the title — at least, not right now (maybe later).  However, I do think she’s raising a damned important question:  why aren’t more male writers dealing with the sexual abuse/rape of male characters in epic fantasies (especially when the sexual abuse/rape of female characters is somewhat common)? Head on over and read what she’s got to say.  That is all.

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Hugo Award: What I Nominated

First, I’d like to request that nobody shoot me for this list.  I know I left some stuff out.  I know I missed things.  Some of that is my fault, but I also blame it on a ridiculous work schedule (teaching five classes is insane).  So, you know, don’t shoot me — do leave a comment, if you are so inclined. And on that note, here’s the finalized list: Best Novel In the Lion’s Mouth by Michael Flynn Lost Everything by Brian Francis Slattery Arctic Rising by Tobias S. Buckell And Blue Skies From Pain by Stina Leicht Ink by Sabrina Vourvoulias Best Novella Nothing (I just didn’t read enough stuff to justify nominating anything in this category) Best Novelette Nothing (same as above) Best Short Story “The Magic of Dark and Hollow Places” by Adam Callaway “Scattered Along the River of Heaven” by Aliette de Bodard “Immersion” by Aliette de Bodard “The Bookmaking Habits of Selected Species” by Ken Liu “The Performance Artist” by Lettie Prell Best Related Work StarTalk Radio w/ Neil deGrasse Tyson LabLit.com Steampunk 3 edited by Ann and Jeff VanderMeer (correction:  Ann VanderMeer edited this on her own; my apologies for the mistake) Best Graphic Story Worm World Saga by Daniel Lieske Best Dramatic Presentation, Long Form Cloud Atlas The Avengers Chronicle Cabin in the Woods Skyfall Best Dramatic Presentation, Short Form “Blackwater” from Game of Thrones “The Ghost of Harrenhal” from Game of Thrones “Valar Morghulis” from Game of Thrones Best Editor, Short Form Andy Cox Sean Wallace Scott Andrews Best Editor, Long Form Liz Gorinsky Lee Harris Simon Spanton Best Professional Artist Stephan Martiniere Kekai Kotaki Daniel Dociu Min Yum Jonas Dero Best Fan Artist Pavel (artbypavel.com) Best Semi-Prozine Interzone Beneath Ceaseless Skies Shimmer Cross Genres Clarkesworld Best Fanzine The World SF Blog The Weird Fiction Review Best Fancast The Coode Street Podcast The Agony Column Best Fan Writer Liz Bourke Abigail Nussbaum N.K. Jemisin John H. Stevens Paul Weimer John W. Campbell Stina Leicht Myke Cole

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