2001’s Opening, millions of years ago

Arthur C. Clarke’s 2001: A Space Odyssey has been invariably read since its publication as a companion piece or even, horror of horrors, a novelization of the like-named film. It is impossible to separate the two since they were created in tandem, with the film being released a few months before the book. I don’t like … Continue reading

2001: A Space Odyssey

The drought had lasted now for ten million years, and the reign of the terrible lizards had long since ended. So we jump forward a century or so in writing history, leaving behind the soap opera costume drama of George Eliot’s Middlemarch for the space opera psychodrama of Arthur C. Clarke’s 2001: A Space Odyssey. The … Continue reading

Finishing Middlemarch

To paraphrase Oscar Wilde, my dislike of realism is the rage of Caliban seeing his own face in a glass.  I’m at fault for not having the maturity and commitment to continue blogging about Middlemarch though I was not enamored with it. But so what? The list goes on and I am still reading so … Continue reading