The Speculative Fiction Cantina with Chris Pavesic and Tof Eklund

Today on the Speculative Fiction Cantina we are proud to welcome Chris Pavesic and Tof Eklund 

Chris Pavesic

Chris Pavesic lives in the Midwestern United States and loves Kona coffee, steampunk, fairy tales, and all types of speculative fiction. Between writing projects, Chris can most often be found reading, gaming, gardening, working on an endless list of DIY household projects, or hanging out with friends.

Chris's Book:

Heart & Mind

Chris's Links:

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Tof Eklund

Tof Eklund

Tof Eklund is queer: genderqueer, to be precise, but also strange. A non-binary “bearded lady” with a Ph.D. in comic books and an affinity for cephalopods and medusa, Tof lives in Orlando with their awesome spouse, crazy-cute children and geriatric cat. A Professor of creative writing by day and author of convention-defying fantasy and feminist smut at night, they are a lover of monsters and friend to small gods.

Tof's books

The Unconventional Dwarf

Autumn Harvest: Maiden

Tof's Links:

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From today's show: Neutron Star Crust


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Movie Review: Mad Max 2: The Road Warrior

In 1982 an amazing movie came out called The Road Warrior. My wife and I went and saw it in a theater in downtown Seattle (since demolished). The movie stared a then-unknown (at least in the U.S.) Mel Gibson and was directed by the then-unknown (at least in the U.S.) George Miller.

What very few people knew was that outside the U.S. this movie was called Mad Max 2 and was a sequel to a very popular (at least outside the U.S.) movie called Mad Max. Sitting in the theater 33 years ago, I remember thinking that parts of the opening montage looked as if there were from another movie. They were: from Mad Max.

There's a new Mad Max movie coming out soon called Mad Max: Fury Road which appears to be a re-boot of the series. At least it's directed by George Miller. Because of that, I decided I wanted to see the original Mad Max 2 (the best of the three Mad Max movies) again. I got it from Netflix on Blu-Ray and watched it a couple of days ago.

When I first saw Mad Max 2/The Road Warrior in the theater, I was shocked by the violence. Admittedly, this was one of the first R-rated films I'd ever seen (the other being Saturday Night Fever which wasn't exactly violent). The rape/murder scene early in the movie haunted me, for instance.

Now, by today's standards, Mad Max 2 is rather tame. The rape/murder is hinted at and hardly shown. There is minimal blood and gore. Most of the violence is car crashes. You know there is violent death happening but it is often hinted at and you are allowed to fill in the blanks. I believe this is one reason why this is such a powerful and exciting movie.

Mad Max 2 still is fun and amazing to watch. It's edge-of-the-seat exciting. It's lost some of its edge over the ensuing years but it's still very well done. There are a couple of times you have to not think too hard. The roads are in great shape for a post-apocalyptic world, including recently graded dirt roads. The diesel truck has an air starter that probably wouldn't work very well after it had been sitting for who knows how long. But those are small quibbles.

If you want an exciting, fun time, this is a great movie to revisit.

The Speculative Fiction Cantina with Ilana Masad and Colleen Tews

Today on the Speculative Fiction Cantina we are proud to welcome Ilana Masad and Colleen Tews

 Ilana Masad

Ilana Masad is an Israeli-American writer and a harried freelancer living in New York. Predictably, she is a cat lover. Less predictably, she is a columnist for McSweeney's. Find her @ilanaslightly or at slightlyignorant.com.

Ilana's works:

“Seen and Not Heard” published in After the Fall

“In the Land of Milk and Honey” published in Four Chambers Press

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Colleen Tews

Colleen Tews

Colleen Tews is married to perfect counterpart and has four year old daughter. If that wasn't masochistic enough she has three rescue cats. She went to Arts in Motion performing arts academy for drama. She has worked stage managed such works as 42nd Street and The Complete Works of William Shakespeare Abridged. As well performed in the female version of the Odd Couple and 1984. On top of two short films: "Surprise" and "Skeletons."

Colleen's Books:

Birth of a Vixen 

The Vessel in the Omnibus (written under Colleen McEuen)

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From today's show: Maybe no Big Bang?

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Movie Review: Nightcrawler

In the movie, Nightcrawler, Jake Gyllenhaal play an unscrupulous petty thief named "Lou" who doesn't care who he hurts or what laws he breaks. And Gyllenhaal  plays Lou with such relish and gusto that by the end of the movie you hate Lou (as you should).

When the movie begins, Lou is stealing metals. A fast talker and obviously intelligent, he is nearly a textbook case of a sociopath. And when he discovers the world of freelance news video in Los Angeles, he goes into business finding a new outlet for his psychosis. To get the perfect shot with his camera he will change crime scenes, move bodies, or withhold evidence from the police.

It's hard not to admire Lou a bit as he works hard and builds his business (at one point he says "Good things come to those who work their ass off") but the ruthlessness he displays changes all that. He steals an expensive bicycle to finance his entry into business. He "hires" an assistant but never pays him.

Gyllenhaal did an amazing job portraying Lou, making him slimy and charming at the same time. The action scenes are well done and the pace is taut. The photography, mostly night exteriors, is just creepy enough to keep you wondering what nasty surprise is coming next. At one point I jumped when a gun went off.

A movie well worth watching and an interesting study into a sociopath personality. My one small quibble has to do with the climax, but to avoid spoilers, I won't talk about it. But it's not enough to ruin a very good film

Do I have Trypophillia?

(This post contains images that may not be appreciated by some people. Scroll down at your own risk.)

There's a meme of sorts on the ol' Internet about Trypophobia. As Wikipedia states:

Trypophobia is the pathological fear of objects with irregular patterns of holes, such as beehives, ant hills and lotus seed heads. Thousands of people claim to have the condition, but it is not recognized as a condition in the American Psychiatric Association's Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders (DSM) or other scientific literature.

I think it all started when a picture showed up on Facebook, something that tried to get you to click it for (I believe) malicious reason. This is a screen capture of the picture:

I never clicked the picture because 1) I pretty quickly recognized it as a photoshopped image of a breast and a lotus seed pod. And 2) I figured it had malicious intent.

But apparently it freaked a lot of people out who suffer from trypophobia.

Me, however, was sort of fascinated by it. If you'd like to see it without that "play" graphic in front of it, it's here.

Then I sort of forgot about it and a couple of years or so passed.

I have this app on my iPhone called SkyGuide. It's really cool as it shows the sky in almost any place in almost any time (including where you are and current time). I used it the other day to identify a bright object in the western sky as Venus.

For the Chinese new year, they changed the app's icon to this;

(Those are supposed to be Chinese lanterns.)

And every time I see that, I fine myself wanting to see more of this kind of thing: I seem to find such things visually interesting and fascinating.

So, apparently, I suffer (not) from Trypophillia. A love of holes. I have no idea what that says about my psychological makeup.

The Speculative Fiction Cantina with Tony LaRocca

Today on the Speculative Fiction Cantina we are proud to welcome Tony LaRocca and Steve Alten

Tony LaRocca

Tony LaRocca

Tony LaRocca is a carbon-based life form, animator, occasional actor, U.S. Army veteran, blogger, karaoke crooner, electrician, and chronic doodler from Basking Ridge, New Jersey. He currently resides with his family in Queens, New York.

Tony's Books:

False Idols and Other Short Stories 

Debris of Shadows Book I: The Lies of the Sage 

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From today's Show: Dawn Spacecraft Orbits Ceres.

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To Seattle (area) and Back Again

Mt. Rainier

Yesterday I drove to the Seattle suburb of Redmond to pick up my son and bring him home for spring break. He doesn't drive so that necessitated the trip. Unlike my last trip to the Seattle area (to take him to school after the Christmas break), this was a pleasant trip, mostly, on a spring-like day.

Highlights of the trip: the roads were perfect, bare and dry the whole way. Traffic was a problem at times (especially in the metropolitan Seattle area, mostly caused by people taking on and off ramps very slowly). When you drive in the Bellvue/Redmond area (home of Microsoft) you notice (if you pay attention to such things) that the average type of car improves. The place is thick with Audis. I saw two high-end Porsche 911s. You almost always see at least one Tesla electric car and this trip was no exception. I even had a Nissan Leaf follow me on the freeway for a while (didn't know they could go that fast). And I saw a Jaguar F-Type in the wild for the first time ever. The sound of its exhaust note was nearly erotic as the car accelerated. And at throttle lift, it barked and snarled as a good English sports car should.

It was one of those days the tourist board likes to talk about. The Olympic Mountains were visible and we say Mount Baker (near the Canadian border) which I haven't seen from Seattle since my college days. Of course, Mount Rainier was visible and majestic from the Ryegrass rest stop in Eastern Washington to Issaquah's Rainier Lane street.

Now, if it just weren't for the traffic, it would have been a nearly perfect trip to the Seattle area.