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dreamer_easy) wrote2006-07-27 01:38 pm
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The Final Programme
The DVD arrived! (Don't worry, Jon, I hugely want to re-watch it with you.) And unlike watching it at the tender age of about eighteen, I can navigate this, I know just where I am. It's an early seventies SF film, a bit like A Boy and His Dog (ETA: or A Clockwork Orange), with a large dose of late sixties / early seventies satirical whackiness a la Head. Large spaces, silences, apocalypse, and you just have to focus and keep up, it's not going to be spoon-fed to you. At eighteen I couldn't have made head nor tail of it and would only have been noticing what had been changed from the novel.
ETA: With his deep Shakespearian voice, Finch's Cornelius is like an alarming mashup between Patrick McGoohan as The Prisoner and Mick Jagger.
ETA: Oh good grief, that's Graham Crowden. I knew I knew the voice.
ETA: omg Sandra Dickinson!!!!!!!!!
ETA: I think the main problem with this film is that there are a few scattered references to the world ending, but we see almost no actual apocalypsing, and in fact it's sort of forgotten by the end. The changes are mostly intelligent ones to draw the story together a bit more conventionally, bu you don't feel that the ending is really set up by the beginning - instead there's a huge exposition dump right at the finish, unconvincingly broken up by a contrived fight. Plus they left out Jerry's marriage.
ETA: With his deep Shakespearian voice, Finch's Cornelius is like an alarming mashup between Patrick McGoohan as The Prisoner and Mick Jagger.
ETA: Oh good grief, that's Graham Crowden. I knew I knew the voice.
ETA: omg Sandra Dickinson!!!!!!!!!
ETA: I think the main problem with this film is that there are a few scattered references to the world ending, but we see almost no actual apocalypsing, and in fact it's sort of forgotten by the end. The changes are mostly intelligent ones to draw the story together a bit more conventionally, bu you don't feel that the ending is really set up by the beginning - instead there's a huge exposition dump right at the finish, unconvincingly broken up by a contrived fight. Plus they left out Jerry's marriage.
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HOT.
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"Jerry Cornelius yer can just get yer s****ty littel finger art and do an 'and's turn like the rest of us, you bugger. F***in' 'ell, yore dad was f**kin' lazy, but yore the fu***n' world champion you are."
- Honoria Cornelius
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omfg Elric at the End of Time is stunning! It's like a trip to the valley of the prog rock albums! Thank you so much!
Frankus is going to send you a Doctor Who book from the stash he has behind my desk. (I think he nests on them. Speak up now if you're allergic.)
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I didn't really "get" Moorcock till much more recently, when I acquired The Final Programme and A Cure for Cancer and discovered that both are fab. I also read the Dancers at the End of Time trilogy for the first time a year ago, and that was so fantastic (and so in tune with various of my SF obsessions) that I couldn't believe I hadn't read it before. Hurrah for Moorcock.
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I'm not sure I can answer the first without having read at least the four core novels (which I haven't, yet)... although my copy of The Final Programme (Fontana, 1979) does have an excellent introduction by John Clute, analysing the tetralogy in terms of harlequinade.
This being New Wave SF, there's obviously a lot of millennial anxiety, with talk of entropy and cyclical time; I'd guess (although I haven't done the maths) that there's probably a good deal of acting-out of Jungian and / or Freudian psychology as well. And the "everything serious is silly" idea is making a valid point about cultural relativism potentially extending even as far as icky stuff like incest taboos.
Actually, Dancers is pretty much the same, except it also has fun metatextual stuff about HG Wells. And the culture / counterculture clash is disguised as decadent end-of-timers annoying prim Victorians, rather than obviously showing long-hairs freaking out the squares as the Cornelius stuff does.
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Ta da!