“This issue includes my review of Haikasoru’s Hanzai Japan, a collection I thoroughly enjoyed. It’s variable, as are many anthologies, but its breadth and variety elevate it.”
It’s a sad truism of writing today that the less something needs writing about, the more writing there will be on it. Major pop-cultural events like the release of a new Star Wars film are relentlessly covered, from pre-release promotional puffery to post-release criticism. The reason for this is as simple as could be: people want to read about things they care about, even if what they end up reading tells them nothing new or of substance. And so this writing is produced: publications and websites want readers because readers mean revenue, and even non-commercial writers want readers because readers are often their primary means of validation. For all such parties, it feels good to feel part of a conversation.
With that in mind, here’s a short review of the new Star Wars film!
Bruce Sterling needs little introduction and nor does the Massachusetts Institute of Technology. Twelve Tomorrows, perhaps, does.
I’ve been absolutely terrible lately at bigging up any of the writing I’ve been doing. Fortunately, I have genuinely exciting news! Time to grab the doldrums by the metaphorical shoulders, fling them into the seat of a jalopy and kick it down the hill, all the while screaming “SOMETHING IS HAPPENING”.
“…when reading fat skiffy trilogies you have to expect a certain degree of padding, so it’d be churlish of me to complain about an author including lots of sex alongside lots of pew-pew space fighting if that’s what he’s decided is cool. Where it becomes a problem for me is where sexual objectification pours off the page by the gallon, and it’s all astonishingly one-sided. I have, entirely unironically, described the Void trilogy to friends as Male Gaze: The Space Opera.”