Interesting or Boring? Promising or Scam?

New Tolkien book discovered at news.com.au.

A US academic, Michael Drout, found the Tolkien material by accident in a box of papers at the Bodleian Library in Oxford.

An assistant professor of English at Wheaton College in Norton, Massachusetts, Dr Drout was researching Anglo- Saxon scholarship at the Bodleian, and asked to see a copy of a lecture on Beowulf given by Tolkien in 1936.

It was brought to him in a reading room in a large box. Professor Drout, who reads Anglo-Saxon prose to his two-year-old daughter at bedtime, said: “I was sitting there going through the transcripts when I saw these four bound volumes at the bottom of the box.

“I started looking through, and realised I had found an entire book of material that had never seen the light of day. As I turned the page, there was Tolkien’s fingerprint in a smudge of ink.”

The book is a translation of Beowulf and a critical analyis. I must admit, peronally, that holds more appeal than more of the prefatory or accompanying notes and so forth for LOTR and The Silmarillion… So maybe.

As I noted earlier, I was excited to recognize the way in which Tolkien borrowed and adapted genuinely antique material to create his work – this might be a chance to see him looking directly as that material with no stage management.

(For some reason I’m prompted to note that the Beatles film Yellow Submarine is vaguely based on Beowulf. According to family legend that’s the first movie I ever saw – in Santiago, Chile in 1969.)

more on the lower case

Yowsa! I’m all tapped out for the day – you can find my blatherings here, in the comments on lower-case i, wherein all and sundry have offered opinion and diagnostic on the Great Internet Controversy of Ought-Two, (or is that the great internet controversy of ought to) including a spirited and technologically-informed defense of the capital-I Internet usage by the Gentil Knight himself, Allan Baruz.

I also realized I’d incorrectly memorized the spelling of his name. Double-ell.

In other news, Ken “Jim-Dandy Research Squirrel” Goldstein still doesn’t care for Adaptation despite incontrovertible evidence that it’s hilarious. I should know! after all, I’m a kidder!

That doesn’t stop him (nor should it) from taking a poke at my “jargontastic” recrding of tales of techno-woe from time to time (he asserts “weeks”, but don’t point out that he’s off base – as an accountant, he is very touchy about his dyscalculia).

He also notes, accurately, my undisciplined use of the semi-colon, which I don’t defend. But it’s probably going to stay that way in first drafts, as much of the blog you now read is written.

Finally, he notes the high geek coefficient in my entry about our DVD player cutting out, to which I’ll cop. It’s a hard life, what with being happily married and all; nope, nothing like being the cool man-about-town Mr. Goldstein must be, there in his cozy bachelor pad, overlookinging the gloriuos Pulaski skyway. It’s a wonder I ever found someone.

If only I was less geeky, and, oh, for example, got into the cool stuff the cool kids are into, like fantasy baseball, for example. Or oh, I don’t know, vintage reproductions of early twentieth century semi-professional sportswear. If I got into that I’d probably be as cool as my good, good friend Ken Goldstein.

Did I mention that Ken has aparently taken to posting biting personal accounts of having broken up with the love of his life disguised as restaurant reviews? Poor man. I think I see it now; Adaptation probably struck too close to home. The alienated loneliness of the bitterly obsessed. Poor, poor man.

Won’t someone take pity on him? I’ve heard he’s the swinginest!

Belgian Waffles persons, alert

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Image copyright © 1999 Tin Hat Novelties.

I bought this at the same used bookstore in which I picked up a copy of firearm enthusiast William Vollmann‘s latest in his “Seven Dreams” epic of squalor, Argall. (Please note, Vollmann’s link is to a fan site.)

I bought it because of the Belgian Waffles, with whom I’ve a standing offer regarding running reviews of bourbon, whisky, and scotch labels, bottles and packaging (but not the liquor – you should see how these guys drink). Here’s Bill’s recipe for “Wild Turkey Surprise.”

Apparently, or so I was informed, this sticker above is some sort of prank on a bear-protection organization, or something. I think Ken gave me a keychain for the ursine-oriented recently, come to think of it.

Uh, the image above is (c) copyright 1999 Tin Hat Novelties.

…aand we're back

Ya know what sucks?

Hard drive failure. It sucks.

Especially when you realize the failure stemmed from a problem you neglected to fix the last time you had a big systems failure, intending to take a break from hardware troubleshooting for a couple of days… when instead you just forgot.

That’s what sucks.

Just so you know.

Also I seem to be at the center of a wave of hardware failure – I sure hope I don’t suddenly have the semi-mythological SNAFU field the way some folks do. My buddy Sean regularly experiences watches dying, computer problems, and so forth, and I have literally seen him touch a computer at the moment it freezes.

As a graphic designer, it’s made him very well-behaved with respect to backups.

I’ve had inexplicable instability in the firewire chain on my main box, which currently has two drives unmountable, who knows why; there’s nothing wrong with them, I suspect, since no change has occurred to them physically or from a software perspective; as usual, I suspect the latest system update, but must research it.

Most annoyingly, our Apex AD-1600 DVD player died as we switched disks while watching the extended edition DVD of The Fellowship of the Ring on Xmas just before heading out to see The Two Towers. Fortunately, we were able to play the remainder on my G4 tower – the first time in the three or so years I’ve owned it that I’ve even inserted a DVD into the machine’s DVD-ROM drive.

A few minutes of googling revealed that the very inexpensive Apex players are very prone to hardware failure, and when they go, you’re SOL. So it appears I should have spent a few more bucks for it, but it was hard to resist on Amazon – under $50 with free shipping, as I recall.

Oh well.

Viv says she never reads this because I’m “always talking about computers.” Alas.

Oh! Just to keep things interesting, yesterday afternoon, a few minutes after the drive failed on Bellerophon, I got a call to be go-to guy for a Mac and OSX Server-based hosting farm that’s co-lo’d at Digital Forest way the heck in the northern part of the city. It’s a part-time 1099 gig, but after speaking to the interested party on the phone, it sounds like the kind of thing I could do, and he and I got along on the phone.

(Yes, I’m aware of the irony here – as I told the gentleman on the phone, I should have recognized the drive failure as a harbinger of his call.)

Of course, this brings the matter of the driver’s license back to the front burner, something I’m sure Viv will be pleased about.

Lastly, Bellerophon will probably be up and down this week, since I’m clearly in need of actually completing my backup protocols; please bear with me!

lower-case i

Who Owns the Internet? You and i Do at the NYT looks at Joseph Turow’s campaign to encourage journalists to, er, decapitate the word “Internet” when used in copy.

Much to my frowniness, the article educated me on the widespread misuse of the capitalization of the word. That’s thanks in part, as the story notes, to Word’s insistent auto-capitalization of “Internet”. That usage reflects dictionary-based references to the word.

This reminds me of a quibble I have with AP style, the basis of the Cinescape style guide, which insists that “website” is more properly written “web site.”

Both judgments are based on reasonable analytic examinations of the meanings, derivations, and uses of the words: “the Internet” is something like a country; it’s not a naturally-occurring environment (like the forest or the ocean), and so forth.

“Web site” is best justified on the grounds that “web page” is the preferred usage, and furthermore, that similar digital constructs such as an “ftp site” are best rendered as two words.

Unfortunately, the capitalization of “internet” strikes me as just wrong, and I can’t recall ever thinking differently. In fact, I still recoil from the usage, which seems to me to broadcast, in big red blinking neon letters, “It is the editorial policy of this publication to promote ignorance and poor usage.”

I think that this is probably because I learned my usage of these words in the context of digital rather than print culture. Digitally oriented writing has long lower-cased even clearly derived acronyms, such as “ftp”, following the unix practice of coining words from acronyms (in this case, ‘file transfer protocol’) and treating the words as verbs or common nouns within the context of a programming command.

That is, an ftp program will perform ftp and may also be named ftp (pronounced “eff-tee-pee”). Similarly, but distinct, a gif is neither a Gif nor a GIF.

Thus, taking a step back, we can see that I’m a linguistic relativist who certainly prefers that definition and grammatical application follow usage, and in this case I prefer the usage of the coining dialect.

Of course, marketing in the computer industry has also employed goofy capitalization (iMac, CorelDRAW!) in ways that are intended to emulate this, but, (ahem) IMHO don’t.

I suspect that the idea of common property is the underlying assumption which drives the practice of coining common nouns and verbs from the acronym-derived names of a given program. Not Xerox but ftp.

As I recall, it’s common on Wintel to use ImpactedCaptalization in the context of crafting a program (naming variables and handlers and so forth); and of course DOS eschewed lower-case altogether for a time. Is it possible that the lower-case world of the unix progeny and the UPPPERCASE or UpperCase world of Wintel are direct expressions of ideology?

That’s a start to understanding what provides my certainty that the internet is L/C; but why do I think “website” is more correct than “web site”?

NEMESIS

Hustled to catch Star Trek: Nemesis before it leaves theaters, probably the middle of next week. For some reason, Paramount pretty much negelected to promote the film energetically until about three days before the mid-December opening date, and the result was that it opened with the lowest first-weekend revenues of all the Next Gen flicks, and the next weekend after that, The Two Towers opened; the film’s revenues dropped by over 40%.

Since The Two Towers is still selling out, I expect many theaters to replace Star Trek: Nemesis with the fantasy film.

Guess what? Paramount was off base not promoting this; it’s pretty good. As we’ve come to expect, it’s not up to the standards of the best episodes of the TV shows. It does have a decent A-B plot interplay and the prerequisite drawn-out big-screen effects set piece, which was OK, I guess.

Unfortunately, the overemphasis on action which has come at the expense of ideas since the end of DS9 across the entire franchise holds true here. It’s not so much that the ideas presented in the film are dopey or too far out, but that they are not explored sufficiently to be convincing, and instead, we get a car chase in the desert, at least two firefights, and the effects set-piece mentioned earlier.

Naturally, since we get to see Captain Picard make like Mad Max, the most important illlustrative element of the film’s premise is delivered via voice-over. Sigh. What is the deal with Hollywood’s action fixation? It’s chanted like a mantra among the studio people I interact wth at Cinescape; the phrase “darker, edgier” is uttered so frequently it’s like a prayer or a handshake or maybe both.

From my perspective, when I hear this phrase I’m inclined to imagine that it means the producer has issued an edict requiring more explosions and less talk. Films like Crouching Tiger, The Matrix, and Pulp Fiction demonstrated how it’s possible to do action movies that are both radically interesting for their originality of vision and smarts; unfortunately the easy way to guage if a movie has enough bang-bang is to squelch the talk.

This is probably a bad sign, coming from someone who works for a magazine devoted to covering action, horror, SF (in Hollywood, people actually cringe and correct you to “sci-fi” if you use the term I prefer), fantasy, and comic-book adaptations.

It should be noted in the silence following the set-piece a very young male voice loudly whispered “Cooooool” into the dark, so the film wasn’t completely failing to reach the kids.

Where The Hell is Bill?

Best gift in our house? Viv got the Camper Van Beethoven box set Cigarettes & Carrot Juice which incorporates all the early records by this incredibly influential band. Lucky for her, she’ll be discovering this music for the first time, more or less.

Later today, we’re off to stand in line for The Two Towers at the Cinerama; I can’t wait.

Somebody Got Murdered

mp3.whybark.com: the clash

From the vaults. The title of this post is not intended to intimate any sort of conspiracy, but rather the US Festival tune included herein.

There’s a thriving trade in booted CD-Rs for these shows.

Here’s a poser: Am I violating the DMCA? The recordings are not released commercially, but the songs themselves are copyrighted and rights managed via ASCAP/BMI.

So in order to bolster my opinion, that I’m sharing this material in a reflection of topicality, due to Strummer’s recent passing, under fair use, I will be removing them from this location on New Year’s Day.

The gathering storm

Propaganda and ‘Lord of the Rings’

"I don’t think that ‘The Two Towers’ or Tolkien’s writing or our work has anything to do with the United States’ foreign ventures," he told Mr. Rose, "and it upsets me to hear that."

–Viggo Mortensen in an appearance on Charlie Rose

And, less than two days after my prediction we’d see debates concerning the political meaning of The Lord of the Rings, here’s exhibit A.

Mortensen is described in the article as wearing a “No Blood For Oil” tee in reaction to the interpretation of the film “as both an allegory and an endorsement of the invasion,” so perhaps this is really Exhibit B.

By the way, revenue totals for the film through the weekend including internationally are in the $189 million dollar range – that’s about $37 million a day.