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                        Mt. Holz Science Fiction Society
                    Club Notice - 12/19/97 -- Vol. 16, No. 25

       MT Chair/Librarian:
                     Mark Leeper   MT 3E-433  732-957-5619 mleeper@lucent.com
       HO Chair:     John Jetzt    MT 2E-530  732-957-5087 jetzt@lucent.com
       HO Librarian: Nick Sauer    HO 4F-427  732-949-7076 njs@lucent.com
       Distinguished Heinlein Apologist:
                     Rob Mitchell  MT 2D-536  732-957-6330 rlmitchell1@lucent.com
       Factotum:     Evelyn Leeper MT 3E-433  732-957-2070 eleeper@lucent.com
       Back issues at http://www.geocities.com/Athens/4824
       All material copyright by author unless otherwise noted.

       The Science Fiction Association of Bergen County meets on the
       second Saturday of every month in Upper Saddle River; call
       201-933-2724 for details.  The New Jersey Science Fiction Society
       meets on the third Saturday of every month in Belleville; call
       201-432-5965 for details.  The Denver Area Science Fiction
       Association meets 7:30 PM on the third Saturday of every month at
       Southwest State Bank, 1380 S. Federal Blvd.

       1. URL of the week:
       http://rsc.vic.edu.au/depts/science/sheep/clone.html.       Special
       issue of THE NEW SCIENTIST devoted to cloning.  [-ecl]

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       2. Maybe it is that great minds think alike or that science fiction
       readers think alike, but Robert Silverberg has written an editorial
       in the February 1998 ASIMOV'S that could  be  inspired  by  one  of
       mine.  He asks why all the fuss over the cloning of a sheep and why
       are we all so afraid of human cloning.  He also does not  rule  out
       that  there  could  be some terrible consequence, but like me he is
       waiting for someone to point out the danger.  He is  more  eloquent
       than  I  am,  and  he  has  always  been  sort  of the level-headed
       spokesman for science fiction.  But he and I are in what I think is
       complete agreement.  [-ecl]

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       3. Evelyn is going through  the  set  of  films  that  film  critic
       Leonard Maltin gives a rating of four stars out of a possible four.
       Some of these are films that I have seen years ago, but  never  saw
       as  an  adult.   For  example,  a  local station has shown the Walt
       Disney classic animated film DUMBO.  The film was made in 1941  and
       I  saw  it  on  a re-release, but I was about nine years old at the
       time.  It is interesting to see the film with the eyes of an  adult
       and  to  see  what it is really about.  We have the circus elephant
       Mrs. Jumbo wanting and awaiting having a baby elephant.   Where  is
       Mr. Jumbo?   Nobody seems to know or at least not to talk about it.
       He has long since left the scene.  All the other  female  elephants
       looking on expectantly, if not themselves expectant.  Then the baby
       is born and suddenly we realize that while the mother has the small
       ears  of  an  Asian elephant, little Dumbo has the giant ears of an
       African elephant.  Suddenly Mrs. Jumbo, who  till  now  has  seemed
       just  a  little  frumpy,  takes  on a whole new aura.  The old girl
       clearly has not always been  so  domesticated  as  she  now  seems.
       Sometime  in  her past she has obviously sown her wild peanuts.  We
       have what must be the first screen story of  the  offspring  of  an
       inter-racial  union.  This is pretty strong stuff to take five- and
       six-year-olds to see, a sort of children's version of  SECRETS  AND
       LIES.   But even the latter film concentrated on the mother, not so
       DUMBO.  As Dumbo gets older he faces more and more prejudice.   His
       only  friend  is  another  social  outcast,  a mouse.  Dumbo is not
       allowed  to  be  himself  but   makes   himself   into   a   clown.
       Significantly  he  plays  this role in whiteface.  Eventually Dumbo
       comes to be accepted, not for himself but by exhibiting a talent of
       flying, something that no other elephant has ever been called on to
       do.  The artificial deus  ex  machina  reminds  one  of  the  self-
       admittedly absurd ending of Bertold Brecht's THREE-PENNY OPERA.

       DUMBO is a fairly gritty and serious movie.  I suspect that  a  lot
       of  what  the  adults were seeing that year was mild by comparison.
       The film that won the Oscar for Best  Picture  that  year  was  the
       somewhat  sugary  HOW GREEN WAS MY VALLEY.  In a world on the brink
       of war in this  country,  already  engulfed  elsewhere,  the  adult
       population  was  having  their  hearts warmed by hearing a paternal
       Walter Pidgeon give positive philosophical life-lessons to a  young
       Roddy  McDowell.   Meanwhile  the  kids at the matinees were seeing
       hard-hitting social allegories like DUMBO.  I wonder if this led to
       a  more serious-minded generation whose matinee fare was films like
       DUMBO and low-budget Westerns.  I don't know how many of these  you
       have  seen  but they are real paranoia pieces where as often as not
       the theme was authority figures, bank owners and town sheriffs, who
       were  in  secret  conspiracies with evil, desperate men.  The young
       crowd worried about the state of  the  world  with  older  brothers
       going off to war and they when they escaped to the movies the world
       was just as dark.  This could be why in the  50s,  when  you  would
       have  expected  a lot of fantasy films catering to the veterans who
       had seen enough pain in their time, instead  we  get  heavy  social
       dramas  like  THE  EDGE  OF  THE CITY and even the crime films were
       serious film noir efforts like THE ASPHALT JUNGLE.  I think  if  we
       looked  at  the  bleak nature of children's entertainment of in the
       pre-war era it helps to explain a lot of what we are  seeing  today
       when  many  of  those  children  are  now in government and are the
       captains of industry.  [-mrl]

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       4. EVE'S BAYOU (a film review by Mark R. Leeper):

                 Capsule: A ten-year-old Creole  girl  grows  up
                 during  one hot Louisiana summer.  Director and
                 writer Kasi  Lemmons  draws  some  very  nicely
                 defined characters for whom the viewer has real
                 interest and empathy.  One of the most touching
                 and  engrossing  films of the year.  It is also
                 very well photographed with some very memorable
                 images. Rating: 7 (0 to 10) +2 (-4 to +4)
                 New York Critics: 14 positive,  1  negative,  5
                 mixed

       The year is supposedly 1962, though there is a timelessness to  the
       narrative.   Eve  Batiste  (played by Jurnee Smollett) narrates the
       story and begins by saying this is the year  that  she  killed  her
       father.   That  statement hangs over the entire film and gives what
       seems to be a series of random remembered  incidents  a  direction,
       though the viewer is unsure how figuratively or literally she means
       she killed her father.  Eve lives on the bayou in the town of Eve's
       Bayou.   Her  father,  Louis  (Samuel L. Jackson) is the attractive
       town doctor who has  a  tendency  to  fool  around  with  his  more
       attractive   female   patients,  cheating  on  his  wife  Roz  (Lin
       Whitfield).  Also in the  family  are  Eve's  older  sister  Cisely
       (Meagan  Good),  her  young brother Poo, and Louis's sister Mozelle
       Batiste Delacroix (Debbie Morgan).  Louis gives Eve the  impression
       that  he  prefers  his  oldest daughter over her, and Eve feels the
       sting of that rejection as well as feeling a little bit  left  out.
       One  evening  Eve  catches  her father making love to the wife of a
       friend and this starts things changing in the family.  Eve does not
       want  to  believe  what  she  has  seen but is only half willing to
       accept her sister Cisely's fabricated explanation that it  was  all
       innocent.    And   the  matter  remains  in  both  sisters'  minds.
       Writer/director Kasi Lemmons makes  this  one  of  several  stories
       unfolding  at  the  same time.  Aunt Mozelle is a seer with psychic
       abilities to see into the lives  of  others,  but  cannot  use  her
       powers  to  help  herself:  she  has outlived multiple husbands and
       blames herself for their deaths.

       The film at no time ties itself to any current  events  outside  of
       the community of Eve's Bayou, Louisiana.  For that matter, in spite
       of a black cast of characters,  the  subject  of  race  is  totally
       absent.  Virtually the same story could have been told in the white
       or the Chinese community, for example, with only minor alterations.
       One  such  modification  might  have  to  involve the acceptance of
       voodoo in this story.  This is a world in which fortune tellers and
       psychics  are  authentic.   The acceptance of magic is not the main
       thrust of the film but it adds  to  the  texture.   An  old  voodoo
       priestess  seems  to  be  half sham, yet her magic appears to work.
       She is nicely played by Diahann Carroll in a  real  departure  from
       her  squeaky  clean image back when she was one of the first female
       black leads in a TV show.

       It pretty much goes without saying that Lemmons would  get  a  good
       performance  from  the  likes  of  Carroll  and Jackson.  These are
       well-established actors who will give good performances  as  second
       nature.   It is perhaps a different talent to get good performances
       from  children.   Getting  an  acceptable   and   by-the-   numbers
       performance  from  them  is not difficult but getting a performance
       with some depth is a lot harder, because  children  frequently  are
       overconfident in front of a camera and do not know how to control a
       performance.  As the lead Smollett has to carry  the  film  without
       reducing  it  to a children's film, and her performance is fully up
       to adult standards.  She apparently  understands  acting  and  that
       makes  a  real difference to the film.  Meagan Good as the somewhat
       enigmatic older sister does not have as much to do, but also  gives
       a very solid performance.  Amy Vincent's cinematography includes at
       least a few very effective images and adds greatly to flavor of the
       film.

       EVE'S BAYOU is a rich and emotional look at one small community and
       is not a bad debut writing and directing effort by Kasi Lemmons.  I
       give it a 7 on the 0 to 10 scale and a 2 on the  -4  to  +4  scale.
       [-mrl]

       ===================================================================

       5. AMISTAD (a film review by Mark R. Leeper):

                 Capsule:  Steven  Spielberg's  account  of  the
                 slave mutiny of 1839 and its legal aftermath is
                 certainly a good historical film,  filled  with
                 facts  and historical details.  Occasionally it
                 is actually powerful.  But it lacks some of the
                 emotional   impact  of  THE  COLOR  PURPLE  and
                 SCHINDLER'S LIST and its pacing is off.  Still,
                 it   is   a   useful  and  engaging  source  of
                 historical perspective.  Rating: 8 (0  to  10),
                 high  +2 (-4 to +4).  A minor potential spoiler
                 follows the main review.

       In one of those delightful ironies of history the ship  was  called
       La  Amistad--Spanish  for "friendship" or "friendliness."  In fact,
       the ship was anything but friendly.  Its primary  cargo  was  black
       people  being  brought  in chains from Cuba to the United States, a
       country just sixty-three years old  and  whose  current  President,
       Martin  Van  Buren  would  be  the last President to have been born
       owing allegiance to the Crown of England.  In this summer  of  1839
       off  the  coast  of  Cuba some fifty-three slaves chained up in the
       hold of the ship would break from their bonds take control  of  the
       ship.   Taking command was Sengbe Pieh whom the Spanish had renamed
       Cinque (played with surprising power by Djimon Hounsou).  His  plan
       was  to force the crew of the ship to sail back to Africa, but they
       tricked him and instead sailed north up the  coast  of  the  United
       Stated.   An  American  Navy  man-of-war captured La Amistad off of
       Long Island, New York.  The ship could have been hauled  to  a  New
       York  harbor  or  to  Connecticut.   It  was  taken  to  New Haven,
       Connecticut to increase the salvage value.  New York law said  that
       nobody  could  own  anyone  else  and  the blacks on board would be
       considered passengers.  Connecticut still allowed slavery  and  the
       blacks were legally cargo that could be sold.

       Steven Spielberg's new film tells the story  of  the  legal  battle
       that  followed the ship Amistad arrival and the question of whether
       the blacks on board would be slaves or free men.  It was  an  issue
       that  made  opponents of current President Van Buren (played in the
       film version by Nigel Hawthorne--with no small borrowing  from  his
       role  in  THE  MADNESS  OF  KING  GEORGE) and former President John
       Quincy Adams (Anthony Hopkins), now a doddering old man and  member
       of  the House of Representatives.  Van Buren, already unpopular due
       to a recession resulting from Andrew Jacksons policies, is  anxious
       to  placate  Southern  voters  who could make the difference in the
       elections the following year.  Van  Buren  also  wants  to  placate
       Spain's   eleven-year-old  Queen  Isabella  II  (Anna  Paquin)  who
       believes that the slaves are Spanish property.  Both sides  in  the
       controversy  are  aware  that this could be a powder keg that would
       lead the country into a  civil  war  over  the  issue  of  slavery.
       Coming to the aid of the blacks are two abolitionists, former slave
       Theodore  Joadson  (Morgan  Freeman)  and  a  Mr. Tappen   (Stellan
       Skarsgard).   They  bring aboard a real estate lawyer named Baldwin
       (Matthew McConaughey).  But Baldwin has his work cut out  for  him.
       He  has  no  language  in common with his clients and does not even
       know if they come from Africa or Cuba,  an  issue  pivotal  to  the
       case.   The  screenplay  for  this  film is based on the book BLACK
       MUTINY by William Owens and is adapted by David  H. Franzoni.   The
       latter's  only previous screen writing was the story for the Whoopi
       Goldberg vehicle JUMPIN' JACK FLASH.  It is rumored that for him to
       make  a  script  of  this quality he needed the help of perhaps the
       best current screenwriter, Steven Zaillian of SCHINDLER'S LIST  and
       LOOKING FOR BOBBY FISCHER.

       One weakness of this film is that apart from a  few  very  powerful
       scenes,  AMISTAD  is  very  much  a  cold  account of a court case.
       Because the blacks who are on trial are strong  and  for  the  most
       part silent we get only rare glimpses at emotions we can share with
       them.  The viewer is angered that they are being denied justice but
       gets very little understanding for the characters.  Their plight is
       more compelling than they themselves are.  Cinque is never a  fully
       three-dimensional person, though we do see a bit of his self-doubt.
       The only character who is anywhere near fully developed is  Matthew
       McConaughey's.   We  seem  to  be seeing a lot of McConaughey these
       days, but he is not the most emotive actor.  Anthony Hopkins  plays
       John  Quincy  Adams  as what old age has left of a once fascinating
       man, but who now colorful without  being  really  interesting.   He
       bores  people  with  his flowers and plays small practical jokes in
       the House of Representatives.  When he gives an eloquent speech  it
       rates  about  a 7 where 10 is Lincoln at Gettysburg and 0 is Steven
       Seagal anywhere.

       Spielberg had a difficult fight wanting to  make  SCHINDLER'S  LIST
       (mostly)  in  black  and  white.   Here he creates much of the same
       effect by subduing the color scheme in the set design and  probably
       also by photographic filters.  He then makes the only bright colors
       of the film the blood during  the  mutiny.   In  this  way  he  can
       underscore  the  violence  of  his film in a year of so many bloody
       films.  Be warned that in that same violent year perhaps  the  most
       jarring  scene  I  remember  is  AMISTAD's depiction of a man being
       killed by a sword.  The mutiny, lit only by lightning, is the first
       thing  we  see in AMISTAD but nonetheless is the centerpiece of the
       entire film.  Spielberg does have a nice visual  sense  that  comes
       out  in  this  scene and elsewhere showing the blacks in impressive
       silhouette to  make  them  look  larger.   Spielberg  creates  some
       additional tension by letting the viewer from the start of the film
       go a long, long time, perhaps fifteen minutes, without any  English
       in  the  dialog  or  on  the  screen.  That itself becomes a little
       wearing.

       Others of the film's touches I question: the mutineers  aboard  the
       Amistad  having  fashioned  for  themselves  turbans made from what
       appear to be American flags.  It is not clear where they would find
       what would be three or four American flags on a Spanish ship.  Also
       the Capitol building at this point had a ring of pillars at the top
       and  ended  there.   The  actual  dome was not added until early in
       Lincoln's second term.  We see it, however, fully domed.   Just  as
       the  Capitol  Building  was  incomplete,  so was the Supreme Court.
       There were eight judges, not nine.  The latter was pointed  out  by
       Gore  Vidal  in an article for THE NEW YORKER.  Van Buren appears a
       dithering incompetent.  This is perhaps unfair.  He  was  merely  a
       second-rate  President  having to clean up a mess left by our first
       second-rate President, Andrew Jackson.

       The Jewish Steven Spielberg has now  made  two  stirring  films  on
       Black  History  and  one  on  Jewish  History.  If he can manage to
       reconcile  tensions  between  those  two  communities  he  will  be
       deserving  of more than Oscars.  I rate AMISTAD an 8 on the 0 to 10
       scale and a high +2 on the -4 to +4 scale.

       Generally when I review a history  film  I  like  to  look  up  the
       incidents  in  multiple  history  books  and  add information to my
       review to broaden the context and correct  misimpressions  left  by
       the  film.   In  this  instance my collection of history books have
       been nearly unanimous  in  omitting  the  Amistad  Incident.   Even
       Howard  Zinn's  A  PEOPLE'S  HISTORY  OF  THE  UNITED  STATES which
       concentrates on  injustice  and  minorities  appears  to  omit  the
       incident.   Of course, any historian writing a history is forced to
       choose  the  incidents  he  feels  willing  to  cover,  but  it  is
       surprising  to  see this particular incident so ignored and rescued
       from obscurity by Black History courses and by Steven Spielberg.

       Spoiler Spoiler Spoiler

       Another touch that is wearing: in general the film is  deliberately
       paced and comes to a conclusion, then the viewer discovers the film
       runs its own stop sign and just keeps going.   It  was  a  pleasant
       surprise  when  Spielberg did that in POLTERGEIST, but here it goes
       just a bit too long with too little reward.  It needed a more power
       behind the speech by Adams.  [-mrl]

                                          Mark Leeper
                                          MT 3E-433 732-957-5619
                                          mleeper@lucent.com

            Life is not so bad if you have plenty of luck,
            a good physique, and not too much imagination.
                                          -- Christopher Isherwood


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