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                        Mt. Holz Science Fiction Society
                    Club Notice - 01/23/98 -- Vol. 16, No. 30

       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://www.avonbooks.com/Eos/conv/index.html.
       "Eos  Convention Front Page" to celebrate the launch of Avon Books'
       new SF imprint.  [-ecl]

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

       2. I was amazed.  It all came together  this  morning.   Everything
       fits together into a neat package.  Perhaps Jung was right.  Let me
       tell you about my last few  months.   I  am  involved  at  work  in
       rolling  out  a  package of tools that a central organization at my
       company has decided is the best thing for the company.  I won't  go
       into  details  because that would be unprofessional.  Suffice it to
       say that I have certain reservations about how good this package of
       tools really is.  And even if it is good it may not be good for our
       organization.  And certainly even if it is good  for  some  of  our
       organization,  it  does  not  work for me.  But it was more or less
       decided that this one package would fit our whole  section  of  the
       company.  And they have previously made one-size-fits-all decisions
       that pretty much everybody agrees was a mistake.

       In the middle of this roll-out my vacation time  came.   This  year
       instead  of  going  to  someplace  exotic  in a foreign country, we
       decided to see a little more of our own country,  specifically  the
       Southeast.   Now  most  people  don't  think  of  going places like
       Arkansas for  a  vacation.   Nobody  but  Bill  Clinton,  I  guess.
       Generally  the  people  who  vacation in Mississippi also happen to
       live in Mississippi.  But surprisingly there was more  than  enough
       to  see  here to fill five weeks of accumulated vacation time.  Now
       what we started to discover on the trip is  an  amazing  number  of
       coincidences.   I  will  not  list  them  all, I am not sure I even
       remember them all.  The sort of thing was we would go to the  Space
       and  Rocketry  Center  in  Huntsville,  Alabama,  and  I  would  be
       particularly interested in a biographical tape they showed  on  the
       life  of  Werner  Von  Braun.   Then just a couple days later there
       would be a program on TV we would see in  our  motel  room  on  the
       German  rocket  and  Von  Braun.  Earlier in the trip I was reading
       about the battle of Midway, then we would visit the U.S.S. Yorktown
       which  was  not  at Midway, but it was named right after the battle
       since the Yorktown was the major American aircraft carrier sunk  at
       Midway.  And they would have a long discussion about that battle.

       One of the major points of the trip was to see Civil War sites  and
       without  ever  picking  out  our route that way, several of them we
       visited in chronological order so in my log the descriptions of the
       battles could be one continuous history of the war.  These are what
       Jung called "synchronicities."  I think  Jung  would  have  seen  a
       mystical   force   behind   them.   There  are  a  lot  of  strange
       coincidences that occur.  Actually, I think that there need  be  no
       mystical  explanation.   On  a  trip  like  this  you  see a lot of
       different things and  every  aspect  of  something  you  see  could
       potentially  be one end of a coincidence.  If you watch educational
       channels in the motel rooms at night you get a lot more potentials.
       It would be surprising if with all these "incidences" every one was
       on a totally different subject.   Statistically  you  would  expect
       that  there will be a whole bunch of pairs of incidences on similar
       subjects.  And that what a "coincidence" is all about.   We  expect
       some  coincidences.  I don't know if we expected as many as we saw,
       but you certainly expect no small amount.

       Now I get home and back to working on getting people to adopt  this
       software  package  and suddenly I realize the issues I am seeing at
       work are the issues that led the South against the North.  I get  a
       much  better  view of what was going on in the Civil War.  Well, we
       are not going to go to war, but the whole States' Rights issue  vs.
       the  mandates  of  a central Federal Government is recapitulated in
       our own problem with this software package.  I am not saying it  is
       nearly  as  serious  and  we  are not going to start firing on each
       other.  Not yet anyway.  But what we have is  a  central  governing
       body  trying  to  make  decisions  for  a  large organization.  And
       personally we do not have a whole lot of confidence that  they  are
       making  the  best  decisions for our local area.  Now the decisions
       they are making may be the best thing for the overall  organization
       since  there  are  certain advantages to having everybody using the
       same package.  But I may feel that it is so far from our needs that
       I  do not feel we locally need to be bound by their decision.  This
       whole process is giving me more sympathy for the Confederacy.   Not
       that I am condoning slavery I hasten to add, but of course that was
       not what the South was fighting for and for the most  part  it  was
       not  what  the North was fighting about either.  But the South felt
       it needed a certain autonomy and that the  decisions  made  by  the
       government  of  the  North  were  not  in the best interests of the
       South.  I have exactly the same feeling  here.   This  is  a  great
       object  lesson about the Civil War.  Let us hope it turns out a lot
       better.  [-mrl]

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

       3. ALTERNATE SKIFFY edited by Michael Resnick and  Patrick  Nielsen
       Hayden  (Wildside Press, ISBN 1-880448-54-8, 1997, 123pp, US$9) and
       INSIDE THE FUNHOUSE edited by Michael  Resnick  (AvoNova,  ISBN  0-
       380-76643-4,  1992,  246pp,  US$4.99)  (book  reviews  by Evelyn C.
       Leeper)

       In  their  introductions,  Resnick  and  Nielsen  Hayden  tell  two
       different  stories  of  how  this  anthology  came about.  Both are
       obviously from alternate universes.  But Resnick has cruised  these
       waters  before--see  the comments on INSIDE THE FUNHOUSE at the end
       of this review.

       This seems to me to be a sort  of  cousin  to  Resnick's  ALTERNATE
       WORLDCONS  and  AGAIN, ALTERNATE WORLDCONS.  The main difference to
       me is that these stories seem more professional and less "fannish."
       In  fact,  one  had  already appeared in INTERZONE: Dave Langford's
       excellent G. K. Chesterton pastiche, "The Spear of the Sun."

       There are a few other  stories  which  stand  well  on  their  own.
       Gregory  Feeley's "Scatchophily" has Samuel Beckett and James Joyce
       in an unlikely situation, but  Feeley's  writing  style,  including
       subtle literary puns, compensates for that.

       Nick DiChario, who burst upon the science fiction  scene  with  his
       Hugo-nominated  "Winterberry"  in Resnick's first alternate history
       anthology (ALTERNATE PRESIDENTS) turns in "Mission 51-L," in  which
       a science fiction author rather than a teacher is chosen to go into
       space.  It has a realistic feel as a possible history, in  addition
       to examining several famous (and infamous) science fiction authors.

       Anthony R. Lewis's "Plus Ultra" has Hugo Gernsback heading  up  the
       League  of  Nations  rather  than  AMAZING  STORIES  (a  fairly low
       probability event, given Gernsback's background) with results  more
       colored  by wishful thinking than likelihood.  Still, this at least
       tries to stay in a serious  path  rather  than  straying  into  the
       cutesy byways that some of the stories head down.

       Barry N. Malzberg can always be relied on to produce a good  story,
       and  his  "Science  of  the  Mind" delivers, with Theodore Sturgeon
       attempting to invent a religion.  (Well, at least he had  the  name
       for it.)  And eluki bes shahar's "My Object All Sublime" makes some
       interesting observations on media fandom and  book  publishing  and
       marketing.

       The rest of the stories vary  in  quality  from  passable  to  real
       groaners.   Some  seem  to have been created by saying, "Let's take
       author A and move him arbitrarily to situation B."   Some  seem  to
       throw in gratuitous comments about science fiction authors who have
       nothing to do with the story.

       Let's face it, either you were interested in this book as  soon  as
       you  heard  about  it, or you're still not interested.  It's quirky
       and focused enough that  the  function  of  a  review  is  more  to
       announce this than to review it.

       If you are interested in this,  the  best  way  to  get  it  is  by
       ordering  directly  from  Wildside Press, 522 Park Avenue, Berkeley
       Heights, NJ 07922.  Add US$3 for postage in the United States,  and
       6% sales tax if you live in New Jersey.

       Resnick previously edited INSIDE THE FUNHOUSE, a reprint  anthology
       of "SF stories about SF."  Not all of those were alternate history,
       but a few were and are worth mentioning here: Patricia Nurse's "One
       Rejection  Too  Many,"  Frederik  Pohl's  "The Reunion at the Mile-
       High," Allen Steele's "Hapgood's Hoax,"  and  Barry  N.  Malzberg's
       "Corridors."

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

       4. ILLEGAL ALIEN by Robert  J.  Sawyer  (Ace,  ISBN  0-441-00476-8,
       1997, 292pp, US$21.95) (a book review by Evelyn C. Leeper):

       Robert Sawyer has changed gears a bit for this novel.  Rather  than
       an  analytic  look at the existence of souls or the implications of
       genetic testing or a tour of the cosmos,  he  gives  us  a  here  a
       classic  first  contact  situation  that  rapidly  becomes a murder
       mystery.  I found myself thinking of Isaac Asimov's science fiction
       mysteries, and this is a worthy successor in the genre.

       We start with a spaceship that lands in  the  Atlantic  Ocean.   It
       turns  out  to be disabled and, after communication is established,
       arrangements are made for the Tosoks  to  exchange  their  advanced
       technology  for  our  help  in  making repairs.  All is going along
       splendidly until a human turns up dead, and it appears as though he
       was killed by a Tosok.

       There is a lot of "courtroom procedural" here as well, and I  can't
       help but wonder if this was inspired somewhat by the Simpson trial.
       (Sawyer has his characters make reference to  it,  which  seems  to
       support this.)  On one hand, this gets a bit heavy-handed at times.
       On the other  hand,  I  think  this  could  be  made  into  a  very
       interesting  movie.   (Not  that it would be, knowing movie-makers,
       but it *could* be, a la WITNESS FOR THE PROSECUTION or even TO KILL
       A MOCKINGBIRD.)

       ILLEGAL ALIEN is an enjoyable mystery, a bit lighter than  Sawyer's
       recent works, but certainly worth a read.  [-ecl]

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

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

                 Capsule: There are a whole  lot  of  pieces  of
                 other  films  in  FALLEN,  a  sort  of a police
                 corruption story with  supernatural  overtones.
                 Denzel   Washington   plays   a   sharp  police
                 detective.  He caught a serial killer  and  saw
                 him  executed but unfortunately execution seems
                 to be only a minor setback for the killer,  who
                 after  death  seems  to  be passing his mode of
                 operation to other killers.  In spite of a  few
                 good moments, the script is only so-so, but the
                 photography  is  very  atmospheric   and   John
                 Goodman  turns a minor partner role into a real
                 tour de force.  Rating: 6 (0 to  10),  high  +1
                 (-4 to +4)

       Things are indeed rather dangerous for  police  homicide  detective
       John  Hobbes,  played  by  Denzel  Washington,  who begins the film
       saying "Let me tell you about the time I almost died."   Hobbes  is
       the  detective  who caught the serial killer Edgar Reese (played by
       Elia Koteas).  Reese seems mightily unconcerned to be heading  into
       the  gas chamber.  Besides merrily singing "Time Is On My Side," he
       wildly shakes Washington's  hand  and  babbles  in  some  gibberish
       language.   He  may be the most cheerful soul who was ever strapped
       into this gas chamber and executed.  Then in an unexplained shot we
       seem  to see Reese's viewpoint rise from the body and settle into a
       guard.  Reese's murder spree should  be  over.   Unfortunately  the
       killings stubbornly refuse to stop complete with Reese's particular
       trademarks.  Hobbes and his partner Jonesy (John Goodman)  have  to
       figure out why.  At the murder scenes now there start appearing for
       Hobbes clues left in the form of riddles.  The clues seem to  point
       at  a  previous  case involving a policeman named Milano who turned
       murderer and eventually committed suicide.  Hobbes  wants  to  find
       out  more about this case and questions the dead officer's daughter
       (Embeth  Davidtz)  who  has  since  become  a  religious   fanatic,
       surrounding herself with images of angels.  Hobbes investigates the
       cabin that was the site of the Milano suicide and finds the name of
       a demon painted on the wall.

       Some aspects of this  film  are  done  very  nicely.   Tom  Sigel's
       photography  creates  a  nice  somber  mood of doom and dread.  His
       previous work includes THE  USUAL  SUSPECTS  and  BLOOD  AND  WINE.
       Sigel  creates  a  tone  to  his photography effectively.  Nicholas
       Kazan has a good ear  for  dialog  which  director  Gregory  Hoblit
       brings  out, most noticeable as Hobbes and Jonesy discuss the case.
       But the story is really a patching together of familiar ideas  from
       other  police thrillers and even some science fiction films.  As is
       all too frequent in films, the real killer is much  to  anxious  to
       strut   his  stuff  and  reveals  much  too  much  to  the  police.
       Presumably the killer wants to give the police a handicap  to  make
       the  game  more interesting for himself, rubbing their noses in the
       fact that they cannot stop him, but it is too common  a  device  to
       advance  the  plot.   Also  too  common  are  "false  alarm" scenes
       intended to make the viewer jump.  These touches in the script  are
       signs of weak writing.

       Denzel Washington does a competent job here, but he brings  nothing
       to  his  part  any  other  capable  actor  could  not have.  On the
       positive side, there in nothing in the script that draws  attention
       to  the fact that the character is black.  It is simply cast with a
       black man; it is not a black role.  But Washington could have  done
       a lot more with it.  The real acting honors in this film go to John
       Goodman who takes the role of partner  and  invests  it  with  real
       personality.   Donald  Sutherland is there being officious and just
       slightly sinister, a role that he can manage in his sleep.   Embeth
       Davidtz  gives her character a certain vulnerable courage.  Davidtz
       formerly  played  Helen  Hirsch  in  SCHINDLER'S   LIST   and   has
       understandably not found a role of such substance since.

       FALLEN is something of a hybrid film which probably falls more into
       the  camp  of the horror film than that of the police drama, though
       it rarely approaches anything really frightening.   One  very  nice
       sequence  has  the  killer  demonstrating  his  abilities to Hobbes
       through the use of innocent bystanders.  It  is  perhaps  the  most
       effective  scene of the film, giving the homicide detective and the
       viewer a feel for how difficult the killer will be to  catch.   Not
       everything  in this film works as well as it might, but FALLEN does
       build to a nice keep-em-guessing finale.  I rate this film a  6  on
       the 0 to 10 scale and a high +1 on the -4 to +4 scale.  [-mrl]

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

       6. KUNDUN (a film review by Mark R. Leeper):

                 Capsule: Martin Scorsese gives us what  amounts
                 to  an  encyclopedia  article on the Dalai Lama
                 from early life until his exile.  The  Lama  is
                 always  perfect and never human.  The strongest
                 emotion Scorsese gives the Lama  or  evokes  in
                 the  audience  for that matter, is bewilderment
                 at the mysterious culture of Tibet.   The  film
                 should  have  taken  more chances and humanized
                 its subject a little more.   Rating:  6  (0  to
                 10), +1 (-4 to +4) Spoiler warning: this review
                 will assume the  reader  has  common  knowledge
                 about the Dalai Lama.
                 New York Critics: 11 positive,  1  negative,  7
                 mixed

       Seeing KUNDUN is a lot like reading a good article about the  Dalai
       Lama  and  Tibet  from the National Geographic.  It has great color
       photography and it has a lot of facts.  But it is an appeal more to
       the  intellect  than to the emotions.  And even as an appeal to the
       intellect not everything that the viewer sees will  be  understood.
       But  neither  what we see, nor what we hear in the dialogue fleshes
       out the character.  Director Martin Scorsese would almost  have  us
       believe  that  there  is  nothing to the Dalai Lama but a bundle of
       wise Buddhist aphorisms.  Like  a  Magic  8-ball,  whenever  he  is
       shaken a different wise response comes floating to the surface.

       The story begins in 1933.  The 13th Dalai Lama is dead and  in  the
       Tibetan tradition scouts have been sent out to find a young boy who
       is the new incarnation of the Dalai Lama's  soul.   A  two-year-old
       child is found who seems to be the 14th reincarnation of the Buddha
       of Compassion.  The young child's parents are  already  aware  that
       their  son is special due to favorable omens surrounding the child,
       but we never find out what they feel when they have confirmed  that
       their child is, in fact, a Buddha of Compassion.

       The boy is brought to the magnificent palace embedded in  the  side
       of a mountain, one of the most majestic buildings in all the world.
       And to the boy's bewilderment he is immersed  in  Buddhist  wisdom.
       Soon  he  begins to understand what is going on and begins to speak
       with the insight we would expect of the Dalai Lama.   Still,  there
       is  much in the film left intentionally enigmatic for the audience.
       In one scene we have a large hissing dancer performs for  the  Lama
       and  then  slides  across the floor up to the Lama.  The scene ends
       with no more message to the viewer than that this  obviously  means
       something.   The  viewer begins an outsider at the beginning of the
       film and remains an outsider right through to the end.  Then, as if
       there  was  not  already enough in the film that is hard to follow,
       Scorsese adds sequences of his own visual symbolism.   Rather  than
       show  us a big unexplained piece of Tibetan culture, Scorsese would
       have done better to show  us  a  smaller  sample  and  explain  his
       understanding of it.  We get a better idea of who the Dalai Lama is
       as a person from  SEVEN  YEARS  IN  TIBET  than  we  do  from  this
       biography of the Lama.

       As the story progresses, Tibet is invaded by China and the Lama has
       to  face  the  implications of the Chinese invasion of his country.
       He is brought, a virtual prisoner, to China where he meets  with  a
       surprisingly   affable   Chairman   Mao.   The  Chinese  leader  is
       apparently a man who can have a simple peasant charm one moment and
       order  the  death  of  thousands the next.  Mao politely but firmly
       threatens the Lama to  cooperate  with  the  Chinese  rape  of  his
       country.   The  Lama  appeals  to  the  world  for  help,  but  not
       surprisingly his pleas are  to  little  avail.   It  seems  Tibet's
       natural  isolation  is  a double-edged sword: over the centuries it
       has been a natural barrier to invaders, but no  military  force  in
       the  world  will pierce that barrier just for the sake of altruism.
       Eventually the Lama must decide if he will serve his  country  best
       from  within  or  outside its borders.  The film lacks the scope of
       history and the human values that the similar GANDHI  had.   Gandhi
       was made much more a three-dimensional character than the Lama.

       Scorsese tells the story of the Lama with a cast of unknowns,  most
       of  whom  are Tibetan amateurs.  They all stand in the right places
       say their lines, but there is no passion in the performances.   The
       Tibetans'  seem  as  cold  and  distant  as  their  land.   Melissa
       Mathison's screenplay conveys none of the emotion  of  her  writing
       screenplays  for  THE  BLACK  STALLION  and  for  E.T.,  THE EXTRA-
       TERRESTRIAL.  Roger Deakins to create a believable Tibet in hues of
       reds,  yellows, and browns.  (The real Tibet being inaccessible, he
       shot instead in Morocco,  British  Columbia,  and  Idaho.)   Philip
       Glass  provides a score hypnotic in its repetitious minimalism.  It
       seems well-suited to the splendor of Tibet but  is  perhaps  not  a
       rousing as the film needed.

       KUNDUN is like a very sincere tribute to  a  great  man  that  just
       would  not  come  out  the way it was intended.  The Dalai Lama may
       well be a great man, but KUNDUN is not a great film  biography.   I
       rate  it  a  6 on the 0 to 10 scale and a +1 on the -4 to +4 scale.
       [-mrl]

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

            There are no manifestos like cannon and musketry.
                                          -- The Duke of Wellington