experimental structure

My wish list for HU5:

1. More experimentation with song structure. Come on boys you’ve been using verse, chorus, verse, and chorus waaay to much. You did mix it up a tad with throwing Charlie on the bridge in “California dreaming,” but I still want more then that.

2. More focus on the instruments. I want to hear guitar riffs and mad drumming. You guys gotta bring the rock and roll…. I don’t like to bring up Deuce in this fandom but look at his song, “America.” That’s a guitar and drum combo worth talking about.

3. More Danny/Johnny deep shit songs. Lion, outside, and S.C.A.V.A. are my bread and butter.

FMF: January 2017 Roundup

Hello dear Fannibals, and welcome to Fresh Meat Friday’s Roundup!. The roundup posts will gather all the recs posted on Tumblr under the #Fresh Meat Friday tag, and link them in one easy to find post.

ARTIST

@postmortemdesign rec’ed by @amngell “I couldn’t choose a single art piece that I believed stood out the most because Oliver is an AMAZING artist.”

@chiyo-lecter rec’ed by @slashyrogue

@carrioncrowned rec’ed by @hotsauce418 “Not only are they just plain awesome, but the art…the art!!…”

@amngell rec’ed by @hannigramsolace “Not only are they a talented artist, but also a lovely person who contributes greatly to this fandom !”

@amngell rec’ed by @super-queer-hannibal-obsession “Their art is adorable, sometimes super sexy, and they are always willing to experiment and make new art! Lots of Hannigram and Hannibal among other things!”

WRITER

@fataldrum rec’ed by @blind-inviting-alleys for Variations on a Theme “It’s one of the most beautiful hannigram stories i’ve ever read. brilliantly conceived, rich with poesy, and experimental in structure, with eloquent shifts in POV and storytelling devices that make it a must-read.”

@thehoyden rec’ed by @eonblueinmay for The Fox’s Wedding “I need to rec this amazing fic. Sassy!will and Hannibal being Hannibal.”

@inameitlater rec’ed by @rosekay2016 for We Killed A Dragon Last Night “Ah-Mazing!!”

Moonstruckidiot rec’ed by @rosekay2016 for Ribbons “Seriously good.”

@nanoochka rec’ed by @rcmclachlan for A Flood In Our Hearts “Prepare to have your mind blown by the hottest shaving scene ever written, blowjobs, rimming (oh my god, the rimming), gorgeeeeeeeous prose…”

@captainnightflyer rec’ed by @littlethingwithfeathers for Bear My Mark Upon Your Soul “I found this one in the #HannibalOdyssey sci-fi/fantasy challenge being put on this week and I was just blown away.”

@t-pock rec’ed by @thesilverqueenlady for Pi’s Lullaby  “@t-pock just took the somewhat campy idea of “kid matchmakes parents” and takes it to a whole new gorgeous level. I love this fic, and I unreservedly rec it for anyone who is curious about it. I promise it will be well worth your time.”

@cavaleira rec’ed by @damnslippyplanet for By Any Other Name “Seriously. I don’t rec coffee shop AUs lightly, they’re not often my thing, but this was the cutest and I love it and wish to hug it”

@itscoldrust rec’ed by @redfivewritingby for Kawalan “It’s an intriguing SF with a familiar premise (plague gets loose onboard a colony ship) that doesn’t require a PHD in math. I can’t recall too many Hannigram scifis, which is what drew me in.”

@fancybedelia rec’ed by @matildaparacosm for To Fuel Your Radiance “This fic is my favorite philosophical,sexy,blood opera.”

@hannigramsolace rec’ed by @yggdrastiles for Call Me Daddy “…she’s a frankly fantastic writer and everyone needs to know!”

@slashyrogue rec’ed by @szazyel213 “I want @slashyrogue to have more people seeing and recognising their awesome work. :>”

@murdersymphony rec’ed by @evertonem for Intimate Instinct

@zacharybosch rec’ed by @planetstarclaw for Dreams of a Lie “Spacedogs for me is usually defined as fluffy and smutty goodness with the occasional dash of angst. This story definitely hits on all of those points but then sideswipes you with the unexpected…or is it.”

Thanks for everyone’s participation! The next FMF will be on March 3rd!

Why are you asking me for permission?

This post is a little bit out of the usual, but I’ve noticed a pattern in some of the asks I get. Sometimes people want to ask me not how to approach writing about something, or how to use a certain technique or how best to show off the research they’ve been doing, but whether or not they’re allowed to.

Questions about content are out of my purview, the focus of this blog is technical questions about writing, but I still get a fair number of asks wanting to know if it’s okay to write about certain topics/ in certain ways/ or to use certain styles. This can range from ‘is it okay to write a novel with nontraditional structure’ (yes, of course it is, structural experimentation is fine) to ‘is it okay to write about -thorny issue or content-’ (I can’t answer that, but if you look around there’s probably other blogs that will be able to help you answer this one yourself).

There’s been some discussion in the past about content/ trigger warnings [HERE], [HERE] & [HERE], and I think that this is relevant to what I’m trying to address here. People are often nervous about writing about ‘problematic’ issues or content. They want reassurance that they’re going about things the ‘right’ way, but quite often it’s going to be near to impossible for anyone (see: me!) to give you a 100% bonafide ruling on whether your Problematique Content™ is okay or not.

There are, of course some broad guidelines that you can follow yourself – does your MS present racist, misogynist, transphobic, homophobic, classist, etc ideas or narratives unchecked? Are you sure of that/ have you interrogated your own biases and sought out opinions from people who are part of the affected group (sensitivity readers*, etc)? And if you are not personally a part of that affected group, then is your story one that is going to support that group, or is it speaking over experiences from those people?

^Those are very general questions, and part of being a writer is to be reflective in your work, to consider what you write and the implications it might have. 

Sometimes we do want to write something horrific and brutal, and in those times we need more nuance, not less. Here the adage write what you know is vital – if you don’t know something through personal experience, then you had better be prepared to work very hard getting to know it through research. And if you do all your research and someone points out that you still screwed up? Keep working and learning, that’s all you can do.

Keeping in mind, of course, that writing a story is about problems. This post [HERE] has a great discussion of the matter. This section especially:

The story conceit is the pretty, flashy, Regency-Rococo frosting that you sink into because there’s a part of you that genuinely fucking enjoys the pretty dresses and serious manners and masc people in tight trousers, the part of you that maybe would fuck an elf. And there is no shame in that.

But despite what a lot of junior writers seem to believe, a story is not just the story conceit - you don’t make a book out of one pretty idea. You literally come up with something Problematic and then play with it. Harry Potter takes the conceit of a magical British boarding school with a distinct culture and specific rules, and gives you an abused outsider child who knows nothing of the culture, a child born outside of the culture, and a poor child born within the culture, and says “You’re at war. A civil war within the culture. Go. Break the rules.”

When you’re building your world it’s impossible to make it ‘unproblematic’. Life is messy, fiction is very messy. The thing is that you should try to be aware of the problems in what you’re writing and, if not addressing them, (because not all fiction is didactic moral school time) you should at least understand them and try to avoid writing stuff that actively perpetuates harmful ideas about real world people.

Notice, I say try to avoid. Because we all make mistakes. You can try to write the most perfect conceit in the world and still screw up monumentally if some element happens to fall in a place that you’re not aware of, it might be that you’re not even aware of a problem that you should have been reading up on until the piece is already posted and someone comes into your comments to say ‘wow, actually that part in chapter two was really offensive along x and y lines…’

And what do you do when that happens? Well, you could edit the work to reflect your new knowledge, you could leave it as-is with a note saying that you’ve been told about the problem and will work to correct it in future pieces, you could take the piece down and be more aware of that issue in your future projects. You won’t die from taking criticism – yes, it can feel awful to realise that something you’ve written is accidentally hurtful or harmful, but it won’t kill you**.

The main point of all of this, is to say: 

  • You will make mistakes. 
  • There is a lot that you’ll need to learn. 
  • There is no single authority (especially not me!) on ruling what is ‘allowed’ in your fiction.
  • You will have to take responsibility for the content that you create.
  • If you work hard and in good faith, you can write about almost any difficult topic.

And lastly, I know that it can be frightening to think that people might read your work and get the wrong idea about you as a person. Believe me, worrying about reactions to my writing is one of the main issues that gets me stuck in ‘writers block’, but the thing is there’s nothing saying that anyone has to read it at all. Counterintuitive? Maybe. But you can write about anything that you can think of, and you don’t need to publish it.

Go ahead, write the thing that’s eating your brain. Does it turn out to be too much? Does it say things that you’re not certain you want people to see? Fine. Good. You’re learning about yourself and your writing. Store that in your ‘practice’ folder and think about why you had the reaction to it that you did. Maybe someday you can rework it into something that you do want people to read.

Got a question about whether you’re allowed to write about something? Well you’re the only person who can find the answer to that.

Got a question about how to get your idea on the page? Now that’s what I can help you with.

(* Please make sure that the person that you’re asking is okay with being a sounding board/ answering your questions – there are paid sensitivity readers, and there are many blogs dedicated to many different facets of the human experience – don’t just find some random person that fits the demographic you want to write about and start demanding answers from them if they haven’t volunteered to help you!)

(** if you’re sent threats of violence, death threats, or instructions to kill yourself over something you’ve written, that’s illegal and you should report the people doing it to the site/ the proper authorities)

Carmilla Story 74 Excerpt

Since you’re all such wonderful cupcakes, here’s a sneak peak of my @carmillabigbang story. It’s nearly 10k (still incomplete) and whatever may happen with this highly experimental structure, I love the setting/world and will probably use it again one day. 

Four to stop infinity. Four to free the night.

The Word where fate is written down, the Heart of ancient’s fright.

The Sword that cleaves no flesh or blood but still can take its bite,

And when the stars come home again, the Love that’s writ in light.

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The little hum that thrummed through the tiny room was enough to tell Laura that someone was flying the spaceship. Unbidden, her mind flashed an image of Carmilla swearing at the steering console. For a moment, it was almost comforting.

Laura pushed the feeling away.

Carmilla wasn’t allowed to be a comfort. She wasn’t Laura’s. Not anymore.

Thinking about Carmilla just lead to more pain. That was all she had left. The pain and the memories. Her hand shook even as she scrunched it tighter, the phantom feeling of a blaster in her palm. The heat as it fired. The buzz as the plasma flew. The smell of charred flesh, a hole visible straight through Guardian Vordenberg’s chest.

Days earlier, the ragged edges of a dragon’s chest, dripping silver blood until it’s gemstone heart fell to the floor with a rattle.

The gush of blood that poured from Danny’s throat, her Guardian uniform  pristine until her red  blood made a slow trail down the black fabric. The blood. The blood. Hot and acid and filling the hallways with the smell of iron as the sword in Danny’s hand fell to the ground. The black blade swallowing all.

And Carmilla. 

Morphology (‘14-'15), Anna Oldakowski, Hayden Minick, Charlene Leung, Hillary Flannery, Zherui Wang, Ardon Lee, Diane Juarez, Vincent Zheng. . A preliminary model of an experimental alucobond structure destined for OMI Architecture, Ghent, NY. . photo courtesy: @cesmorphology

Russian Sleep Experiment

Depiction of the tragic events outlining initial and last runs of The Russian Sleep Experiment and the supposed use of the neurotoxic Nikolayev gas.

The following depicted events have been acutely documented by the remaining members of the original study (Researchers). Who fled the grasp of the NKVD (KGB) in the 1940-1950s. The accuracy can be argued but the depiction displayed below ↓ is based off on the journal entries and stow aways from the original experiment. The leak sources remain anonymous with whom I (The Webmaster) am corresponding with.

Nikolayev Gas: The original purpose of this gas was deemed to have soldiers stay awake on a battlefield for extended periods of time throughout war. This would allow the government to either use less soldiers or allow for that number of soldiers to become a greater force.

The gas was found to be named after Felix Nikolayev: A esteemed soldier with limited descriptions rendered from the remaining journal entries of the experiment.

Today there is evidence found that more refined versions of the Nikolayev gas is used today as a hypnotic catalyst and as a truth serum.

Below is whats considered The Original Predecessor of “Nikolayev” AKA. The Russian Sleep Experiment

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The Russian Sleep Experiment

 

Soviet researchers from the late 1940s kept five people awake for fifteen days using an experimental gas structured stimulant. This was in term called “The Russian Sleep Experiment” They were kept in a sealed environment to carefully observe their oxygen intake so the Nikolayev gas didn’t kill them, since it was toxic in large concentrations. This has been before the existence of closed circuit cameras therefore they had only microphones and 5 inch thick glass porthole sized windows into the holding chamber to monitor and keep track of them. The holding chamber was stocked with various publications, cots to sleep on but no bedding, running water and toilet, and adequate dried food to last all five for upwards of a month.

These test subjects were political prisoners deemed as enemies of the soviet state during The second world war.

Protected Entrance to The Experimentation Chambers ↓

The First Five Days

Everything was running smoothly with the sleep experiment; the subjects hardly complained having been promised (falsely) that they would be freed if they submitted to the test and did not sleep for experimented days. Their interactions and routines were monitored and it was noted that they continued to discuss increasingly traumatic incidents they’ve experienced in their past, and the overall tone in their conversations took on a darker aspect following the 4 day mark.

After five days they started to protest concerning their circumstances and events contributing to where they were being held and all commenced to show signs of intense paranoia. They ceased conversing withone another and began instead to whispering to the the microphones and their one way mirrored portholes. Oddly all of them appeared to think they could win the trust of the experimenters by snitching over , the other subjects in captivity with them. At first the researchers suspected that this was indeed as result of the experimental gas itself…

The Ninth Day

The first of them started off screaming. He ran along the chamber consistently screaming at the top of his lungs for Three hours without pause, he continued attempting to scream but was only capable of producing infrequent squeaks. The researchers postulated that he had physically tattered his vocal cords. Probably the most surprising thing about this behavior is how the other captives reacted to it… or rather didn’t react to it whatsoever. They carried on whispering to the microphones up until thesecond of the captives started to screaming. The 2 non-screaming captives took the books apart, smeared page after page with their own feces and pasted them calmly over the glass portholes. The screaming promptly ceased. So did the whispering to the microphones. The Porthole windows have became un-viewable.

The Twelfth Day 

The researchers checked the microphones hourly to make certain they were working, since they thought it was not possible that no sound could be coming with 5 people on the inside. The oxygen intake in the holding chamber indicated that all 5 must still be alive. The fact is, it had been the volume of oxygen 5 people would consume at a very heavy amount of strenuous exercise. On the early morning of the 14th day the study did something they said to the prisoners that they would not do. In order to obtain some sort of reaction from the captives, they used the intercom inside the chamber, aiming to trigger any kind reply from the captives that they were afraid were either dead or vegetables. They declared: “We are opening up the chamber to test the microphones step away from the door and lie flat on the ground or else you will be shot. Consent will earn one of you your immediate freedom.” To their surprise they heard but a single phrase in a very quiet voice response: “We no longer want to be freed.”Debate broke out among the research workers and the military forces funding the study. Not able to provoke any more replies via intercom The Researchers had finally decided to open the chamber at midnight on the fifteenth day.

Fifteenth Day | Midnight

The chamber was purged from the Nikolayev gas and filled with fresh air and instantly voices from the microphones had begun to object. 3 different voices began pleading, as though they were begging for the life of loved ones to turn the gas back on. The chamber was opened and soviet soldiers sent in to retrieve the test subjects. They started screaming louder than ever before, and thus did the soldiers when they had the chance to see what was on the inside.

Brief Warning:

The Following details depicting the events that followed might be considered graphic in their details.

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The Russian Sleep Experiment: Part II

 

Four of the five subjects remained alive, despite the fact that nobody could rightly call the state of the test subjects as ‘living. ‘ The food rations past day 5 hadn’t been so much as touched. There was chunks of meat from the deceased test subject’s upper thighs and chest stuffed into the drain down the middle of the chamber,obstructing the drain and allowing 4 inches of water to amass on to the floor. Exactly how much of the water on the floor was actually blood never was determined.

All four ’surviving’ Russian Sleep experiment subjects also had significant portions of muscle tissue and epidermis torn far from their bodies. The destruction of flesh and exposed bone on the subject’s finger tips revealed that the wounds were inflicted manually by hand, not with teeth as the research workers initially considered. Closer study of the position and angles of the wounds revealed that most if not all all of them were self-inflicted. The abdominal organs underneath the ribcage of all four test subjects have been removed. While the heart, lungs and diaphragm stayed in place, the skin and the majority of the muscle tissue attached to the rib cage had been ripped off, exposing the lungs in the ribcage. All the arteries and internal organs remained intact, they had just been removed and laid on the floor, fanning out about the eviscerated but still living bodies of the subjects. The digestive tract of all four could be seen to be working, digesting food. It quickly became apparent that what they were digesting was their very own flesh that they had ripped off and eaten throughout the course of days and nights.

Most of the soldiers were Soviet special operatives in the facility, but still many refused to revisit the chamber to remove the test subjects. They carried on to scream to be left inside the chamber and alternately begged and demanded that the gas be turned back on, lest they fall asleep… To everybody’s surprise the test subjects put up a fierce fight while being taken out of the chamber.Among the Soviet soldiers, one perished from getting his neck punctured by a test subject, another was gravely injured by having his testicles ripped off and an artery in his leg severed by one of the subject’s teeth.

In total: 5 of the soldiers, following the incident took their own lives after being witness to their comrade’s deaths. In the struggle one of the four living subjects had his spleen ruptured and he bled out almost immediately. The medical researchers tried to sedate him but this proved impossible. He was injected with serum DMT using more than ten times the human dose of a morphine derivative and still fought like a cornered animal, kicking to breaking the ribs and arm of one doctor. When heart was seen to beat for a full two minutes after he’d bled out to the point there was more air in his vascular system than blood. Even after it stopped he continued to scream and flail for an additional 3 minutes, struggling to attacking anyone in reach and just repeating the word “MORE” repeatedly, weaker and weaker, until he finally fell silent.

The remaining three test subjects were heavily restrained and transferred to a medical facility, the two with intact vocal cords continuously begging for the Nikolayev gas demanding to be kept awake…By far the most seriously injured of the three was taken to the only surgical operating room that the facility had. In the process of preparing the subject to have his internal organs placed back within his body it turned out that he was effectively immune to the sedative they’d given for him to prepare him for his surgery. He struggled furiously against his restraints once the anesthetic gas was brought out to put him under. He managed to tear the majority of the way through the 4 inch wide leather strap on one wrist, even with the bodyweight of a 200 pound soldier holding that wrist as well. It took merely a little more anesthetic than normal to put him under, and the instant his eyelids fluttered and closed, his heart stopped. In the autopsy of the test subject that deceased on the operating table it was discovered that his blood had triple the normal level of oxygen. His muscle tissue which were still attached to his skeleton were badly torn and he had broken 9 bones in his fight to not be subdued. Most of them were from the force that his own muscles had exerted on them.

The second survivor was the very first of the group of five to start screaming. His vocal cords messed up he was unable to beg and resist surgery, and he only reacted by shaking his head violently in disapproval once the anaesthetic gas was brought near him. He shook his head yes when somebody suggested,hesitantly, they try the surgical procedure without anesthetic, and did not react for the whole 6 hour operation of replacing his abdominal organs and attempting to cover them with what remained of his skin. The surgeon presiding stated repeatedly that it should be clinically feasible for the affected prisoner to be alive. One terrified nurse assisting the surgery stated that she saw the patients lips curl into a grin several times, whenever his eyes met hers. Once the surgery ended the subject looked over at the surgeon and began to wheeze loudly, attempting to speak while struggling. Assuming this must be something of drastic importance the surgeon had a pen and pad fetched so the patient might write down his message. It was simple. “Keep cutting.” The other two test subjects received the same surgery, both without anesthetic as well. Although they had to be injected with a paralytic for the duration of the operation. The surgeon found it extremely hard to execute the operation as the patients laughed continuously. Once paralyzed the subjects might only follow the attending researchers with their eyes. The paralytic cleared their system within an extraordinarily short period of time and were soon looking to escape their bonds. As soon as they could speak again, they were again requesting the stimulant gas. The study attempted at asking why they had seriously injured themselves, why they had ripped out their very own guts and why they wanted to be given the gas again. Merely one response was given: “I must remain awake.”

The three subject’s restraints were reinforced and they were placed back into the chamber awaiting conviction in regards to what ought to be done with them. The researchers, facing the wrath from their military ‘benefactors’ for having failed the stated goals of the project considered euthanizing the remaining subjects. The commanding official, an ex-KGB instead saw potential, and wanted to see what can happen if they be put back on the gas. The study strongly objected, but were overruled.

In preparation for being sealed in the holding chamber again, the subjects were connected to an EEG monitor and had their restraints padded for long term confinement. To everyone’s surprise the three stopped their struggling as soon as it had been let slip that they are to be going back on the gas. It was obvious that at this point all three were putting up a great struggle to stay conscious. One of subjects that could talk was humming loudly and consistently; the mute subject was straining his legs against the leather bonds with all his might, first left, then right, then left again for something to concentrate on. The remaining subject was holding his head off his pillow and blinking rapidly. Having been the first to be wired for EEG most of the researchers were overseeing his brain waves in surprise. They were normal more often than not but sometimes flat lined inexplicably. It looked as if he were repeatedly suffering brain death, before going back to normal. As they focused entirely on the paper scrolling out of the brainwave monitor only one nurse observed his eyes slip shut at the same moment his head hit the pillow. His brainwaves immediately changed to that of deep sleep, then flatlined for the last time as his heart simultaneously stopped.

The sole remaining subject that could talk started screaming to be sealed in now. His brainwaves showed exactly the same flat-lines as one who had just died from falling asleep. The commander gave an order to seal the holding chamber with the two subjects on the inside, as well as 3 researchers. One of the named three immediately drew his gun and shot the commander point blank between the eyes, then turned the gun on the mute subject and shot his as well… He pointed his gun on the remaining subject, still restrained to a bed as the leftover members of the medical and research team fled the area. “I will not locked in here with these things! Not with you!” he screamed at the man strapped to the table. “WHAT ARE YOU?” he demanded. “I have to know!” The subject smiled. “Have you forgotten so easily?” The subject asked. “We are you. We’re the chaos that exists within you all, begging to be free at every moment in your deepest animal mind. We have been that which you hide from in your beds every night. We’re what you sedate into silence and paralysis when you go to the nocturnal haven where we cannot tread.” The researcher paused. Then aimed towards the subject’s heart and fired. The EEG flat-lined whilst the subject weakly choked out.

Flight

Dawn light through a frosted window.  It reminded me of a flock of little birds taking to the air.

January 9, 2017.

Photo by @mellowcat-artist

Rebloggers please do not delete caption or credits. Thanks.

If Attack Of The Clones remains the least satisfying of Lucas’s four Star Wars films on a dramatic level, it’s made up for by its being the most formally inventive of the entire series, and the most experimental structurally.  Furthermore, it represents perhaps the peak of Lucas’s skills as inventor.  While The Phantom Menace was still shot on 35mm, on locations and studio sets, AOTC is filmed almost entirely with green-screen, rejecting a filmed ‘reality’ for fully integrated CGI spaces and characters.  Whereas the prior film integrated artificial characters into ‘real’ spaces, this second film now integrates ‘real’ people into artificial worlds.  Taken in this sense, Attack Of The Clones is not only a revolutionary work, but one of the single most influential films of the 21st Century.  

But more than simply being an outlet for Lucas’s unfettered imagination, AOTC is the most vivid demonstration of Lucas’s adoration of silent cinema, particularly the works of F.W. Murnau.  At the films most liveliest it resembles a kind of 21st century, digital expressionism.  One of the most striking examples comes in the middle of the film:  

Real shadows against a CGI backdrop -

Followed by real actors in a real landscape:

Anakin walks to his vehicle - the next shot is full CGI, charging forward:

This cut from a still composition to a moving one turns Anakin’s rage into kinetic energy, and coupled with a significant shift in colour palette, Lucas attempts a expressionistic device to convey Anakin’s interior state.

One difference here again - ‘real’ Hayden Christensen racing through an artificial/emotional backdrop.  The following shot isn’t ‘real’ or CGI, it’s a matte painting!


Another expressionistic tactic, this time closer to Ford than Murnau: the sharp edges of landscape once more are for the purpose of visualizing psychology.  The final shot of this sequence is back to ‘real’ landscape, but with the colour denotations of all these ‘artificial’ shots, a ‘real’ sunset takes on the formal implications deigned by the preceding shots - quite a sophisticated achievement!

Lucas seems equally inspired by Ford as he is by Murnau, including a deliberate callback to Ford’s The Searchers:

Anakin’s character seems very deliberately designed after Ethan Edwards - he massacres an entire village in pure emotional rage - in the Ford because of the fear of miscegenation, in the Lucas because of the loss of a mother.  Again, Lucas continues visualizing emotions: note the purple skies of Anakin’s massacre: (and Christensen’s 1920′s acting)

There’s even a classic Ford graveyard scene:

While the films romance take us back to 1927:

Already there is difference - while both Lucas and Murnau are manipulating the image with visual effects, Murnau is doing so to visualize the transition from a literal space to an emotional one, while Lucas is quite simply creating his world. Yet both ‘compositions’ serve the same purpose: reclamation of love in opposition to the world around them: both Anakin and Padme are about to engage in a literal game of death.  

I’m making a mistake if this piece only focuses on the visual aspects of Attack Of The Clones and not the development of the politics Lucas develops in this world.  In fact, there are perilously few set-pieces in this work, most of the film devotes itself to the development of the political elements first shown in The Phantom Menace and the growing romance between Anakin and Padme.  TPM ends with Padme’s thwarting of a military coup manipulated by a Trade Federation:

But as history has taught us in both our world and theirs, all things in relation to trade will not stay solvent for long.  Not unlike another notorious happening of the infamous 2016:

Odd as it may be, it’s only possible to fully understand the politics of Episodes 1-3 by having already seen 4-6, even though 1-3 ends up recontextualizing 4-6!  However it is necessary to understand Palpatine’s position in the later films to  be aware of the cloak-and-dagger ‘democratic’ coup going on here.  In the face of uncertainty and chaos, Palpatine plays his cards perfectly to appear the most suitable candidate for the Republic, even as he openly states his intention:

Like Adolf Hitler, he is granted emergency powers placing him in full command of a military which he can (and will) easily turn against the Republic for his own means.  This is applauded:

What is interesting about Palpatine’s character (and the idea of the ‘Force’/’Dark Side’) is that it returns to simple moral questions of good and evil.  However these ‘spiritual’ concepts manifest both by being outside of the centre (centerist) government, and worm their ways in.  Jedi (good) serve to (misguidely?) protect the Republic, Sith (evil) worms their way into the power of centre government itself, so Good inadvertently defends Evil.  

Obi-Wan is the only character who becomes aware of this through the film, while Anakin feels it.  The character of the latter is already tortured, facing the repercussions of the Jedi’s tearing him away from his family as a child, more and more having to face repressed emotion.  The only solution he sees is to become more powerful.  But still, the Jedi are right (but the council misguided) - to put emotions above logic increase the chances of your being manipulated.  


What struck me most is that this films narrative structure is almost…non-existent.  It’s a fully experimental work made with the budget of a major studio film (remember that Lucas is a complete independent, all the prequels were self-funded) and being such, things do not always match.  But it’s in the films final moments where Lucas has found a way to fully merge his political content with the aesthetic choices he has been making, leading to an engagement far beyond anything in the film prior and delievers the syntax he will use for Revenge of the Sith:

A gradual shift from Purple to Orange to Red for Dooku’s successful escape:

Dooku then meets with Palpatine himself:

A wipe back to landscape - as though the colors are reacting to the deception:

Before Obi-Wan and Mace Windu stare out the window, sensing the deception by reacting to the colors:

Obi-Wan confirms this in dialogue:

And the next time we see Sidious, he is once again as ‘Palpatine.’  The costumes have changed, but the colours haven’t:

Palpatine is now in full control:

As Godard said in Goodbye To Language: “Hitler was elected democratically.”  Fascists stand with centrists, victims stand with abuser.  This finale is exceptional: Lucas succeeds at making a political statement through expressionistic means.

Computer Technology Factory, Hemel Hempstead (1970) by Foster & Associates.

Research and Development facility built for the Computer Technology company in Hemel Hempstead. This flexible, single storey building replaced the experimental inflatable structure Foster had previously designed for the company.

Image from Foster Associates by Reyner Banham

jannock-jess  asked:

Any advice on how to create fantasy languages? And also dialectical curses/slang/idioms, etc? I have three races, dragons, elves, that are fairly isolated from eachother and I'm trying to create a believable language/dialect barrier.

first of all, I’ll go ahead and refer you to this post, just in case you haven’t seen it.

I put this question up to the group, and they gave a lot of awesome info, which I’ll put under the cut. Sorry if it’s rambly, but hopefully it’ll help you out!

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Croatian multimedia artist Igor Grubić will be exhibiting his 2015 film ‘Monument’ at Kudos Gallery opening next Tuesday. ‘Monument’ is a poetic-experimental documentary, structured as a series of nine meditative portraits of the stunning concrete memorials commissioned by the former Yugoslav state. These sentinel forms were originally built to honour the Second World War victims of fascism.

The following depicted events have been acutely documented by the remaining members of the original study (Researchers). Who fled the grasp of the NKVD (KGB) in the 1940-1950s. The accuracy can be argued but the depiction displayed below ↓ is based off on the journal entries and stow aways from the original experiment. The leak sources remain anonymous.

Nikolayev Gas: The original purpose of this gas was deemed to have soldiers stay awake on a battlefield for extended periods of time throughout war. This would allow the government to either use less soldiers or allow for that number of soldiers to become a greater force.

The gas was found to be named after Felix Nikolayev: A esteemed soldier with limited descriptions rendered from the remaining journal entries of the experiment.

Today there is evidence found that more refined versions of the Nikolayev gas is used today as a hypnotic catalyst and as a truth serum.

Below is whats considered The Original Predecessor of “Nikolayev” AKA. The Russian Sleep Experiment


The Russian Sleep Experiment

Soviet researchers from the late 1940s kept five people awake for fifteen days using an experimental gas structured stimulant. This was in term called “The Russian Sleep Experiment” They were kept in a sealed environment to carefully observe their oxygen intake so the Nikolayev gas didn’t kill them, since it was toxic in large concentrations. This has been before the existence of closed circuit cameras therefore they had only microphones and 5 inch thick glass porthole sized windows into the holding chamber to monitor and keep track of them. The holding chamber was stocked with various publications, cots to sleep on but no bedding, running water and toilet, and adequate dried food to last all five for upwards of a month.

These test subjects were political prisoners deemed as enemies of the soviet state during The second world war.

Protected Entrance to The Experimentation Chambers ↓

The First Five Days

Everything was running smoothly with the sleep experiment; the subjects hardly complained having been promised (falsely) that they would be freed if they submitted to the test and did not sleep for experimented days. Their interactions and routines were monitored and it was noted that they continued to discuss increasingly traumatic incidents they’ve experienced in their past, and the overall tone in their conversations took on a darker aspect following the 4 day mark.

After five days they started to protest concerning their circumstances and events contributing to where they were being held and all commenced to show signs of intense paranoia. They ceased conversing withone another and began instead to whispering to the the microphones and their one way mirrored portholes. Oddly all of them appeared to think they could win the trust of the experimenters by snitching over , the other subjects in captivity with them. At first the researchers suspected that this was indeed as result of the experimental gas itself…

The Ninth Day

The first of them started off screaming. He ran along the chamber consistently screaming at the top of his lungs for Three hours without pause, he continued attempting to scream but was only capable of producing infrequent squeaks. The researchers postulated that he had physically tattered his vocal cords. Probably the most surprising thing about this behavior is how the other captives reacted to it… or rather didn’t react to it whatsoever. They carried on whispering to the microphones up until thesecond of the captives started to screaming. The 2 non-screaming captives took the books apart, smeared page after page with their own feces and pasted them calmly over the glass portholes. The screaming promptly ceased. So did the whispering to the microphones. The Porthole windows have became un-viewable.

The Twelfth Day

The researchers checked the microphones hourly to make certain they were working, since they thought it was not possible that no sound could be coming with 5 people on the inside. The oxygen intake in the holding chamber indicated that all 5 must still be alive. The fact is, it had been the volume of oxygen 5 people would consume at a very heavy amount of strenuous exercise. On the early morning of the 14th day the study did something they said to the prisoners that they would not do. In order to obtain some sort of reaction from the captives, they used the intercom inside the chamber, aiming to trigger any kind reply from the captives that they were afraid were either dead or vegetables. They declared: “We are opening up the chamber to test the microphones step away from the door and lie flat on the ground or else you will be shot. Consent will earn one of you your immediate freedom.” To their surprise they heard but a single phrase in a very quiet voice response: “We no longer want to be freed.”Debate broke out among the research workers and the military forces funding the study. Not able to provoke any more replies via intercom The Researchers had finally decided to open the chamber at midnight on the fifteenth day.

Fifteenth Day | Midnight

The chamber was purged from the Nikolayev gas and filled with fresh air and instantly voices from the microphones had begun to object. 3 different voices began pleading, as though they were begging for the life of loved ones to turn the gas back on. The chamber was opened and soviet soldiers sent in to retrieve the test subjects. They started screaming louder than ever before, and thus did the soldiers when they had the chance to see what was on the inside.

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Experimental structural geology at Virginia Tech. These researchers created a simulated set of sedimentary rocks on a table that could be moved horizontally to observe how basins can form and then be reactivated. They first pulled the layers apart, forming a basin, then turned the forces around to watch the formerly normal faults be bent upwards into thrust faults.