Moxyland is an excellent thriller, an engaging spin on the ageing genre of cyberpunk, and a thoroughly convincing portrayal of youth culture in various social strata of near-future Cape Town. However, its political heart leaves something to be desired.
A review covering three books from three up-and-coming authors (on in Tidhar’s case, fairly well established). Originally published in Vector.
New York’s The Strange Times aren’t shy of sharing their mission statement. Their claimed intent is to “make the most relevant punk rock you’ve heard in decades.”
A British film about alien invasion? We’ve seen a few of those recently. Into the fray comes this mixed effort from director Dominic Burns.
Oakland’s Acid Fast recently released their first album, presumably to help me ring in the new year.
“It was the Stalker that spoke. Its voice grated on the senses, like a dozen knifeblades being drawn over metal and concrete, but beneath that there was a melancholic timbre, the impossibility of poetry lurking beneath monstrosity.”
“There was something clinging to the ceiling. A nightmarish figure of spikes and rails and blades, with six dimly glimmering eyes set into a squat head. Four of its limbs were driven into the ceiling, suspending it, and the other two reached toward Bearer and the Gun.”
“To those versed in the art of murder, a gun is understood as an impersonal tool.”
“Above her a dead sky cavorts in whirls and swirls as it spits poison and lightning.”
“Once they had gotten over their initial fear, Earth’s leaders scaled back their plans to build bigger guns and instead focused on how best to ‘welcome Earth’s alien friends’ and initiate advantageous trade.”