I am writing an essay on narratives in games and I keep struggling with What Remains of Edith Finch. I have blogged about it before, but I keep getting caught in notions of how I think Edith wants to rewrite her family’s history, making her ancestors as human and complex as possible. That idea keeps clashing with my own sense of the appropriate ways to talk about cultural artifacts (which these are not), and I in turn return to the house.
The dark grey mist of the Pacific Northwest, gamified
If the game marks the move from analog to digital culture, with the attendant nostalgia and hoopla, then the house helps with that transition. In some ways it represents the early days of radio, with the impossibly twisty towers reaching to the sky, and lots of flotsam and jetsam surrounding the site itself. In others, the journey we take through it, the way the game leads us (with a couple of stops to repackage the disparate parts of text that have slipped away), feels like the early days of the Internet, as token ring and ethernet compete for primacy, only to give way to the protocols that shape wifi.
Game text as semaphores from lonely digital voices…
With the early days out of the way, though, my main impression is that the way that the house fits neatly into the landscape – not so much organic as it is not engineered, a product of artifice and tinkering more than planning – feels 100 percent digital. Our digital world is laden with self-proclaimed masters of the universe, mostly white straight tech-alpha males who could imagine a thousand TED talks springing from the image I have taken from the game above, and all of whom speak glowingly of the magical intersection of tech and culture. They would see metaphor after metaphor I’m guessing, and they wouldn’t be wrong (just full of themselves) – digital culture seems in many ways to defy its own antecedents, as assholes like Steve Jobs get hagiographies and decent people like Steve Wozniak forgotten.
What Remains of Edith Finch, of course, offers us another way out of this mess, but that other way will need to be the subject of another post…
The continued re-envisioning of fantasy has been eye-opening. I had given up on the genre by the 1980s, as writers milked Tolkien’s formula in ways that I found not that interesting. As often happens, the genre itself was simply going through the types of changes that happen when young readers rethink the generic expectations that they grew up with, and then become writers. Beautiful stories often are the result.
That said, Sarah J. Maas’s Throne of Glass hints at that kind of rethink. Several African authors have created some amazing texts (I’m currently working my way through this list), N.K. Jemisin has won a Hugo and written a fantasy series that I still think about a lot, and even the white guys (Erikson & Esslemont, Martin, Abercrombie, et al.) have pushed fantasy far beyond its previous incarnations, making it both more and less based in real-world laws. Beyond the genre, authors like Susannah Clarke, Karen Lord, Jo Walton, and Akwaeke Emezi incorporate elements of fantasy in texts that fit into a variety of categories, all of which look far different for having accepted this straying.
Maas’s exploration of generic boundaries is a bit more restrained, at least in this first novel, but still Throne of Glass defied my expectations, often. I’ve catalogued some of these thoughts below:
- The female protagonist and heroine has been done, of course, but Maas adds a couple of interesting elements of choice to her portrayal, (this is sort of a spoiler, but not really) including who she chooses to end up with. There are elements of romance in this novel in ways that I do not often see.
- Bringing in chaos and the Wyrd (and the land of faerie) is a touch that I wish more authors did (Clarke is brilliant at it, and Martin’s children of the forest owe a lot to this concept as well), and these features add depth to this novel.
- This is a long series, so I am assuming that these elements get explained more thoroughly in future texts, but there is a lot of potential in that world…
- These characters are also developed differently, in a way that hints at what Lauren Berlant saw as ways to deal with the constant trauma that many people in our world experience. The main character, for instance, is rescued from a slave mine, albeit for a competition that she might not survive (although we know she will). At first I was frustrated, because the slave mine experience seemed to be one that was offered as a isn’t-she-amazingly-tough backstory. As the novel develops, though, the horrors of that place become more apparent, and we start to get glimpses of how the experience has both traumatized and molded her.
- It’s an interesting approach to character development, and I wonder if Maas does this as an element of her craft, mimicking the gradual reveal of trauma that might happen in intensive therapy.
Throne of Glass helps expand the generic boundaries, and I am curious to see how that expansion continues. Fantasy has moved far from the hide-bound genre it was in the 1970s (with apologies to Stephen R. Donaldson, of course), and here’s hoping its influence lives long…
At my university we are looking at ways to rethink first-year composition, and while the administration’s motives (cost-cutting) are different from faculty’s (improving student writing), there may well be a synergy that we can use.
As part of my preparation for this conversation I am reading relatively current research on the subject, and one of the first books I picked up is Pegeen Reichert Powell’s Retention and Resistance: Writing Instruction and Students Who Leave. Reichert Powell is as concerned with helping the students who leave as she is with those who stay, and her book looks critically at what we do in writing studies at the university.
- She blends case studies with a review of both retention literature and writing studies scholarship, and the combination is a powerful one.I swear that those rings were there when I got the book dear librarians…
- She argues that institutions have an obligation even to those students who will leave. That in and of itself is unconventional in our industry, and the ways that she speaks about student lives show both a) an understanding of what students go through and b) a realization that all of our retention efforts – critical to the viability of institutions like mine – often do not matter in the reality of student lived experience.
- Thus, we should try to help students prepare for more than just disciplinary writing, but for writing (and reading) in general.
- Among the many interesting arguments she makes, she claims that first-year composition courses based in the issues that students currently face – specialization and credentialing, student loan debt, workplace fracturing, and so on – makes more sense than looking at literature or even pop culture or other approaches to first year comp.
- She spends an entire chapter (for the most part) on better understanding transfer. She argues that since we know so little about what student writing needs will be outside of the university, we need to tamp down our expectations of what student writing actually accomplishes.
- She carries that argument to other disciplines within the academy as well, noting that disciplinary writing is incredibly specialized and difficult to cover in individual first-year writing courses.
- She cites some interesting research, which draws the conclusion that student writing should “actively join rather than listen to the conversation of other thinkers” (p. 122).
- Finally, she argues for a kairotic approach to writing, and she advocates for programs using universal design methodologies to get there…
Although I love cyberpunk I was not familiar with Kishiro’s Battle Angel Alita series until I saw the film with a friend. I then picked up the comic books, and…well, thoughts below:
- The genial cybernetic surgeon who works for the poor (Dr. Ido) and still swings a mean atomic-powered hammer at night is not something I saw coming…
- The morphing of “battle” and “angel” feels like another look at the Molly from the Neuromancer series…Kishiro seems to roll seamlessly between having characters comment on how cute she is and then having her disembowel or decapitate them. Or both.
- The search for a backstory hints at the economic separatism and destroyed world that the film emphasized, and while the enemy (impossibly rich and obsessed with occupying the top rungs of the economic ladder) is sort of an easy one, the idea of a fall from the heaven of economic security only to be reinstated in a worthy body posits a world in which violence gets directed downwards over and over again…
- The image is fascinating to me, and I think speaks to how little I know of Japanese culture – why a tiny very young woman? Why does Kishiro invert the stereotype so broadly? Why do the “evil” cyborgs fall in love with her, and what are the implications of that?
- Because I’m comfortable with sci-fi and western culture, these questions feel appropriate (and they may not be) – I can endlessly talk about how using Molly as the bodyguard (with a cybernetically-enhanced body that is still captured constantly in all sorts of powerfully disruptive ways) and Case – and Bobby Newmark – as the emotional core shreds science fiction conventions. I have no idea if Kishiro is doing the same thing, but it sure feels like it…
- I am very glad she has some serious plasma weaponry – the film seemed to emphasize her fighting style in ways that felt too used to Hollywood mano-on-mano narratives…
- Finally, the pen-and-ink, sketched out art speaks to manga in my less-than-literate-in-Japanese culture mind…
My re-read of Donaldson’s Thomas Covenant the Unbeliever series continues with The Illearth War. As a kid I blew through these fast, mostly because they did not feature Covenant as a combination Frodo-Aragorn-Gandalf. As an adult, I am finding these novels pretty amazing, and way ahead of their genre time…
- I think that I kept wanting these to be some sort of eco-criticism fantasy, and the first two books keep offering this – the Lords (who are high-powered mages) are kind, wise, brave, powerful, and empathetic, and obsessed with protecting The Land. The Land itself (and it always appears in Elegantly-Capitalized Glory) is constantly being described as being at-risk, prompting a war with those who would do it damage. There are even characters who live in the forest and serve humans sort of magically. Hell, there are Giants, and they are everything we want Giants to be: alien, lovers of stone and trees, funny, incredible warriors, and so on. And there are forms of Ents, although these Ents have a mean streak a mile wide, and enjoy hanging evil creatures (that the combined force of all the good characters cannot touch) on a gallows on a hill for all to see, sort of just for the grins.
- And yet at no point does this become a not-so-subtle treatise on the ravages of polluters or what humans are doing to the planet. Instead, Donaldson I think challenges the genre, and what it demands of its readers.
I have no idea why the half-griffin is fighting a wolf-bear-lion…
- In this vein, the Lords are fascinating – they are everything that fantasy fans could want from mortals who are more like Gandalf than Frodo, and scream at us to believe in them (and offer themselves as Donaldson’s contribution to the canon).
- Still, they cannot stop Lord Foul, nor can they convince Covenant to understand (believe) that he has a critical part to play (or that he will not wake up).
- As a hint at what he is playing at, my guess is that Donaldson knows his Tolkien – here’s a passage from Tolkien’s genre-defining essay “On Fairy-Stories”:
The realm of fairy-story is wide and deep and high and filled with many things: all manner of beasts and birds are found there; shoreless seas and stars uncounted; beauty that is an enchantment, and an ever-present peril; both joy and sorrow as sharp as swords. In that realm a man may, perhaps, count himself fortunate to have wandered, but its very richness and strangeness tie the tongue of a traveller who would report them. And while he is there it is dangerous for him to ask too many questions, lest the gates should be shut and the keys be lost.
- My guess is that this passage holds a key for Donaldson – Covenant is definitely the unbeliever – not just in The Land but in the idea of fantasy. He has entered a fantasy novel and is every young nerdy boy’s dream – he has a source of power that he just has to figure out how to use, and he is being catered to by powerful figures because they are sure that he is the key to them expelling evil from their world.
- All Donaldson wants to do, though, is to end this nightmare and head home, a place where he even has a horrible, disfiguring, medieval disease that has caused him to lose nearly everything and to have go to obsessive lengths in his attempts to arrest its progress.
For those who are interested in dwarves and elves and humans battling some form of evil, whether in the form of orc or balrog or whatever, these novels will not be your cup of tea. If, though, you want to read a series that will ask you why you believe what you believe at every step of the way, why, dive right in – the water is ice cold but epiphany-producing.