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                        Mt. Holz Science Fiction Society
                    Club Notice - 03/04/94 -- Vol. 12, No. 36


       MEETINGS UPCOMING:

       Unless otherwise stated, all meetings are in Middletown 1R-400C
            Wednesdays at noon.

         _D_A_T_E                    _T_O_P_I_C

       03/09  A CANTICLE FOR LEIBOWITZ by Walter M. Miller (Vividly Memorable SF)
       03/30  THE MIND PARASITES by Colin Wilson (tentative)
       03/31  Hugo Nominations must be postmarked by this date
       04/20  VALIS by Philip K. Dick (tentative)

       Outside events:
       The Science Fiction Association of Bergen County meets on the second
       Saturday of every month in Upper Saddle River; call 201-933-2724 for
       details.  The New Jersey Science Fiction Society meets on the third
       Saturday of every month in Belleville; call 201-432-5965 for details.

       HO Chair:     John Jetzt        MT 2G-432  908-957-5087 holly!jetzt
       LZ Chair:     Rob Mitchell      HO 1C-523  908-834-1267 holly!jrrt
       MT Chair:     Mark Leeper       MT 3D-441  908-957-5619 mtgzfs3!leeper
       HO Librarian: Nick Sauer        HO 4F-427  908-949-7076 homxc!11366ns
       LZ Librarian: Lance Larsen      HO 2C-318  908-949-4156 quartet!lfl
       MT Librarian: Mark Leeper       MT 3D-441  908-957-5619 mtgzfs3!leeper
       Factotum:     Evelyn Leeper     MT 1F-329  908-957-2070 mtgpfs1!ecl
       All material copyright by author unless otherwise noted.

       1. Our next discussion book is Walter M. Miller's  _A  _C_a_n_t_i_c_l_e  _f_o_r
       _L_e_i_b_o_w_i_t_z, of which Charlie Harris says:

       Walter M. Miller, Jr. (according to John  Clute  in  Nicholls'  _T_h_e
       _S_c_i_e_n_c_e  _F_i_c_t_i_o_n  _E_n_c_y_c_l_o_p_e_d_i_a) is an "American writer whose impact
       on modern SF is out of proportion to the small amount  of  material
       he  had  published  in book form" during his scant decade of active
       publishing.  _A _C_a_n_t_i_c_l_e _f_o_r _L_e_i_b_o_w_i_t_z is his "best  and  best-known
       work," having sold over 500,000 copies by the date (unknown) of the
       15th printing of the 95-cent paperback edition.   Brian  Stableford
       calls  it "The most impressive single work to come out of the post-
       War [WW II] SF boom ... one  of  the  most  thoughtful  speculative
       exercises produced within genre SF."












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       Originally published  as  three  novelettes  in  F&SF  in  1955-57,
       _C_a_n_t_i_c_l_e  won  the 1961 Hugo--an award that both Clute and L. David
       Allen (in _S_c_i_e_n_c_e _F_i_c_t_i_o_n _R_e_a_d_e_r'_s _G_u_i_d_e,  a.k.a.  "Cliffs  Notes")
       describe with the identical words: "richly deserved."

       _C_a_n_t_i_c_l_e's opening sentence conveys  to  a  remarkable  extent  the
       subject  matter,  tone  and concerns of the novel: "Brother Francis
       Gerard of Utah might never have discovered the  blessed  documents,
       had  it  not  been  for  the pilgrim with girded loins who appeared
       during the young novice's Lenten fast in the desert."

       It's some 600 years after civilization has been virtually destroyed
       by  global  nuclear  war and its anti-technology sequelae.  Brother
       Francis is a member of  the  sacred  Order  of  Leibowitz,  founded
       centuries  back, in the hope of preserving some scraps of knowledge
       for future generations,  by  a  Brookhaven  physicist  named  Isaac
       Edward  Leibowitz, now a candidate for sainthood.  The few relics--
       including memos, a blueprint, a shopping list  in  Leibowitz's  own
       hand--are  revered  and  faithfully copied, though they are largely
       gibberish to his spiritual descendents.

       When the  second  section  begins,  600  more  years  have  passed.
       Society  has  begun to rebuild, and the tension between secular and
       religious learning has re-emerged.  Another 600 years  elapse  and,
       in  the final section, the world has again advanced to the brink of
       nuclear annihilation.

       Is this a bleak and  hopeless  progression?   No,  the  last  pages
       offer,  on various levels, hope that humankind may be accumulating-
       -haltingly and imperfectly--some wisdom and spiritual grace.   This
       is evidenced not only by the not-unfamiliar-to-SF-readers departure
       of a saving remnant to a new world, but also by the reappearance of
       an  elderly  wanderer--the  same one seen with with girded loins at
       the start  of  the  book?--who  may  be  the  Wandering  Jew  still
       expecting  Christ's  return,  and  by a striking mystical interlude
       involving a dying abbot and  a  two-headed  mutant  woman  who  may
       herald that return.

       One of the very few SF  novels  that  deals  with  formal  religion
       respectfully  (yet  often  with  humor  and  irony), _A _C_a_n_t_i_c_l_e _f_o_r
       _L_e_i_b_o_w_i_t_z is indeed, as Allen says, a book that  "grows  in  depth,
       richness, and interest through repeated readings."


       ===================================================================

       2. I can't win.  Just when I start to think I am doing things right
       somebody comes along to tell me I am doing things all wrong.  I try
       to be good but one person's virtue is another person's  sin.   Take
       greeting cards.  Now all along I thought that it was supposed to be
       a virtue to send people greeting cards.  When that special occasion











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       comes  along  I  have  just seen an episode of the Hallmark Hall of
       Fame.  Somehow they always know when a special  occasion  comes  up
       and  run  their  program  just a week before.  It used to be just a
       week before Christmas featuring Christmas cards, or a  week  before
       Mother's  Day  featuring  sentimental  pictures of old time mothers
       bearing steaming apple pies and rocking in a favorite chair.   (The
       last  real  specimen  of that sort of dear sweet old mother died in
       1957.  I know.  They have her stuffed  in  the  Museum  of  Natural
       History.   They  also have her chair and a plastic pie.)  Or a week
       before Valentine's Day they will run  an  episode  featuring--guess
       what.   Now  the  data age seems to have gotten into the act.  They
       have radar and run one with birthday cards just  before  my  wife's
       birthday  or anniversary cards just before our anniversary.  I live
       in fear the  week  after  they  feature  "Congratulations  on  your
       vasectomy"  cards.   But  somehow  I have let them convince me that
       sending greeting cards on these occasions is the right thing to do.
       It's  the  polite  thing to do.  It's what people with pearly white
       teeth and refined manners do.  It seems like what nice  people  do.
       At  least  they  look nice in the ads.  Just like the people in the
       smoking ads seem to have the bloom of health in their cheeks.   And
       of  course  with  smoking  ads we know the people we see have lungs
       like black crepe paper--at least if  you  believe  the  educational
       films on smoking they showed us in gym class.

       I have recently become aware that these nice people in the greeting
       card ads are considered by some to be lazy, inconsiderate slobs.  A
       better representation would be to show them sitting around in their
       underwear,  drinking  beer and watching "Lifestyles of the Rich and
       Famous."  At least that's how Miss Manners  sees  them.   It  seems
       like  Miss  Manners  and  Amy Vanderbilt are better people than the
       people  who  send  greeting  cards.   Ms.  Vanderbilt  wouldn't  be
       apprehended  deceased  in  a  greeting card store.  Well, I want to
       prove I am the right sort.  So from now on, when I send a  greeting
       card  I  will crumple some buttered scone, accidentally on purpose,
       into the card.  That way people will know how refined I am.  Hey, I
       wouldn't shit you.


       ===================================================================

       3. MR. VAMPIRE (a film review by Mark R. Leeper):

       I recently have had a much appreciated  opportunity  to  see  three
       horror  films  from  Hong Kong: _M_r. _V_a_m_p_i_r_e, _A _C_h_i_n_e_s_e _G_h_o_s_t _S_t_o_r_y,
       and _C_h_i_n_e_s_e _G_h_o_s_t _S_t_o_r_y _I_I.  They were fun films, somewhat  similar
       to  each  other in approach.  Each was heavy on the comedy aspects.
       Generally I don't care much  for  comedy  in  horror,  particularly
       slapstick.   But  I am told that Chinese audiences really expect it
       and it would not be a Chinese horror film without being  tongue-in-
       cheek.   While  horror does not get in the way of the comedy, in my
       opinion comedy often damages or destroys the impact of the  horror.











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       In  each  of  these films the result is a horror film that works no
       better (though certainly no worse) than _A_b_b_o_t_t  _a_n_d  _C_o_s_t_e_l_l_o  _M_e_e_t
       _F_r_a_n_k_e_n_s_t_e_i_n.   While  these  films  have the pacing that a _K_w_a_i_d_a_n
       lacks, they could afford take themselves a  little  more  seriously
       like  _K_w_a_i_d_a_n  does.   Perhaps what I would enjoy most is something
       between the Hong Kong approach and the _K_w_a_i_d_a_n approach.  It  would
       be nice if Hong Kong were making films of the style of Hammer Films
       of Britain, but that just isn't their style and probably  not  what
       their audiences want.

       _M_r. _V_a_m_p_i_r_e--which would more aptly be called _M_r.  _H_o_p_p_i_n_g  _G_h_o_s_t--
       has  the  novelty  of  adding  a new folklore monster to the horror
       film, at least new to us Americans.  I have, though, read a  little
       about  Chinese  Hopping  Ghosts.  The idea is that in most dead the
       Po--that is the soul--has departed for the next  world.   But  some
       corpses  die  with unfinished business, for example if the body has
       not been buried in the corpse's home town.  In  such  circumstances
       the  Po  will  stay  in the corpse, which will then not decay.  For
       even more the corpse may get up and walk.  And  when  it  walks  it
       will  have superhuman strength and will kill any mortals it can get
       its hands on.  Rigor mortis will, however, make the stiff, well ...
       stiff.   It will be too stiff to walk, but will be able to manage a
       hop.  That is why a hopping ghost hops.  So as an  American  seeing
       _M_r. _V_a_m_p_i_r_e you have to be part cultural detective as well as being
       a film fan.  But some of the images are as eerie  for  me  as  they
       would  be  for  someone raised with the culture.  Some perhaps even
       more so since they are such alien images.  The film  opens  with  a
       scene of a row of hopping ghosts standing in a monastery, each with
       a prayer paper seemingly tacked over its face.  I suspect it is  as
       weird  for me, not knowing what it meant as it would be for someone
       who did.  Perhaps a bit more.

       Some of the fun of seeing this film, and it  is  fun  though  faint
       subtitles  also  make it also hard work, is in trying to figure out
       the rules that apply to hopping ghosts.  If you are  being  stalked
       you can make yourself safe as long as you neither move nor breathe.
       Apparently they home in on their victim's breath.   (How  long  can
       YOU hold your breath?)  They can be stopped by putting some sort of
       inscription on a piece of paper and attaching  it  to  the  hopping
       ghost's  forehead.   I don't know what the inscription says since I
       don't read Chinese, but I think it is a kind of death prayer.  They
       cannot  walk  on  uncooked sticky rice, probably because it absorbs
       things around it (which is why restaurants will put  some  rice  in
       with  the  salt  in  shakers).   They  are repelled by inscriptions
       written with a mixture of Chinese ink and chicken blood.  You  kill
       them  by  burning  them  coffin  and  all.   So  they  do have some
       characteristics in common with cinema vampires  but  they  are  not
       vampiric--they  do  not  seem to suck blood.  Instead they strangle
       and mutilate.













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       I will say a bit less about _C_h_i_n_e_s_e _G_h_o_s_t _S_t_o_r_y _1 &  _2  since  they
       are  a somewhat better known in this country already.  In some ways
       they borrow a lot from the _E_v_i_l _D_e_a_d films but they have a  panache
       all  their  own.   A  sort  of ne'er-do-well happens upon a haunted
       monastery and soon is facing ghosts and Chinese demons.  Eventually
       he is has a guide through this world in the form of a Taoist master
       who sings an amusing song that is a sort  of  commercial  for  Tao.
       They  are  sucked into another world where mythical figures battle.
       It  is  fast  paced  with  variable  special  effects  but   always
       watchable.   Again  the worst touch is the poor subtitles, but much
       of the action transcends the language barrier.  Again, as with  _M_r.
       _V_a_m_p_i_r_e, there is a disadvantage for the Western viewer in that the
       rules of this universe are foreign.  But  like  spiciness  in  some
       Chinese  food, for some the foreign-ness of the mythology will be a
       disadvantage and for others it will be the main advantage  and  the
       greatest attraction.

       When I was about six years old there was a  foreign-language  movie
       theater in the town I lived in.  I think it was Polish, but I don't
       remember for sure.  And I found that frustrating because I imagined
       they  had their equivalent of Godzilla films and I was missing them
       because there was this language barrier between me and  the  films.
       As  I  got older many of these mis-impressions became obvious to me
       and I realized I wasn't missing a whole lot of great monster movies
       because  I  knew only one language.  Well, what I am discovering is
       that my fears were not so foolish, they just were premature.  Today
       in  Asia  there are a lot of good fantasy films being made, many of
       which just are not making it to America for years or perhaps  never
       make  it.   So far there are relatively few films I would miss, but
       the number is clearly growing.


       ===================================================================

       4. ON DEADLY GROUND (a film review by Dale L. Skran):

       Periodically, I review an ultra-violent, hackneyed movie that is so
       bad  it  is  actually  funny.  Recently I saw _O_n _D_e_a_d_l_y _G_r_o_u_n_d, the
       latest Steven  Seagal  opus.   My  official  motive  for  following
       Seagal's  movies  is to observe his martial arts technique.  Unlike
       some other box-office superstars,  Seagal  is  a  legitimate  Akido
       blackbelt,  and  his fight scenes are, by and large, more realistic
       than most, and often make use of a  large  variety  of  techniques.
       However, _O_n _D_e_a_d_l_y _G_r_o_u_n_d is far more than a martial arts film.  It
       is, in fact, a rousing educational experience for the entire family
       (or, at least, for the Addams Family).  Among the fascinating facts
       we learn are the following:

         1.  If a violent movie has many scenes of  cute  animals  (bears,
             dogs) it will be more popular, presumably with women.












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         2.  There  must  be  a   considerable   audience   for   extended
             dissertations  on  torture  techniques, since one part of the
             film actively strives to compete with _M_a_r_a_t_h_o_n  _M_a_n  in  this
             vital aspect of film-making.

         3.  There is no "I" in the word "TEAM."  (This was taken from the
             torture scene.)

         4.  If you wish to shoot someone  quietly,  but  have  left  your
             silencer  at  home, you can improvise a silencer by taping an
             empty plastic coke bottle to  the  gun  barrel  and  shooting
             through it.

         5.  If you happen to be carrying a claymore mine in an  elevator,
             you  can  use it to really surprise anyone who may be waiting
             for you.

         6.  Ex-CIA agents generally have secret rooms in their homes full
             of guns and other goodies.  These ex-CIA agents also maintain
             remote cabins in the  woods  which  are  filled  with  enough
             explosives for a small war.

         7.  No film is complete without a loyal old buddy of the hero who
             is  tortured to death by a German-punk type bad-guy corporate
             lackey.

         8.  Corporate women are not only ball-busters, but untrustworthy,
             unreliable, and good candidates for incineration.

         9.  Native American women (played by Joan Chen), are, of  course,
             competent,  at  least  in  the  vital work area of ammunition
             carrying,  but  also  fully  in   tune   with   the   natural
             environment, as well as being real babes.

        10.  Oil companies are run by bad ex-CIA agents who regard  Alaska
             as  a  third world country, and are environmental hypocrites.
             These oil companies regularly hire German  punk-type  lackies
             to  "clean  up  problems,"  but  when  they  prove  less than
             adequate for dealing with other ex-CIA agents, are  perfectly
             willing  to  hire  large  numbers  of  additional "Soldier of
             Fortune" type cannon fodder.

        11.  The Oil Companies and Big Business  are  forcing  us  to  use
             gasoline,  poisoning the environment, and cheating the native
             Americans out of their tribal rights, not to mention building
             drilling rigs using faulty parts.

        12.  Movies are vastly improved by long,  dry,  didactic  lectures
             near  the  end,  especially when delivered by excellent vocal
             talents such  as  Steven  Seagal,  appropriately  dressed  in
             pseudo-Indian garb.











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        13.  Wearing buckskin jackets with lots of tassels is a great  way
             of   showing  your  solidarity  with  native  Americans,  and
             further, the more different jackets you wear, sometimes  even
             in the same scene, the better the film.

        14.  Scenes where the powerfully built, highly trained hero  beats
             the  crap  out  of  a  mean-spirited but dull-witted bully by
             forcing him to play a sadistic game add a lot  to  the  film,
             and help the audience to really respect the hero.

        15.  If you, perchance, are a mean, tough, smart mercenary captain
             who  is  wily enough to sneak up on Steven Seagal by hiding a
             vat of oil, for heaven's sake don't talk to him while getting
             closer  and  closer,  allowing  him  to  skillfully grab your
             shotgun and blow you to smithereens!

        16.  Long dream sequences, especially those populated  with  naked
             Alaskan  babes,  really  pull  in  the  young  male audience.
             Enough baffling images will convince the audience that it all
             actually means something.

        17.  Gratuitous mysticism is great--it draws in the new age crowd,
             but  it  can be abandoned in time for the big shoot-out, thus
             appealing to gun-lovers and action freaks, as well  as  hard-
             headed   environmentalists   who  know  that  the  only  good
             corporate lackey is a dead corporate lackey.

        18.  Any big technical device, especially an oil rig or  refinery,
             is  the  devil's  work, but if blown up by a real expert like
             Steven Seagal,  will  do  hardly  any  damage  to  the  local
             environment.

       All in all, _O_n _D_e_a_d_l_y _G_r_o_u_n_d is a powerful educational  experience,
       that  may  well be finding a wider audience than the earlier Seagal
       movies.  Although we can hope than a film  this  heavy-handed  will
       not  be taken too seriously, it always concerns me when such a one-
       sided  and  negative  portrayal  of  a  particular  technology   is
       presented.   Much  like  Ralph  Bakshi's  _W_i_z_a_r_d_s, _D_e_a_d_l_y _G_r_o_u_n_d is
       completely hypocritical in attacking corporate  violence  with  the
       deadly   technology   of   war  at  its  best,  wielded  by  expert
       practitioner Seagal.

       From a martial arts perspective, Seagal  presents  only  a  limited
       number  of  action  sequences, one a bar fight, and the other a no-
       holds barred stick and knife fight with a mob of mercenaries  where
       guns  are  not  used  since the air is full of gasoline vapor.  The
       stick fighting is actually well choreographed, although not for the
       faint  of heart.  Seagal has started imitating Van Damme in his use
       of slow-motion, but the focus appears to be on making the technique
       more  understandable  rather  than  increasing the effect a la John
       Woo.  Seagal actually uses rather more kicks, usually front  kicks,











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       than in previous movies.

       Recommended only for hard-core action move freaks and Seagal  fans,
       as well as those who like watching practical Akido in action.  Keep
       the kids far, far away.  After watching,  read  a  Jerry  Pournelle
       novel  as  an antidote to the extreme environmentalism of _O_n _D_e_a_d_l_y
       _G_r_o_u_n_d.  Rated (-1) on the Leeper scale.


                                          Mark Leeper
                                          MT 3D-441 908-957-5619
                                          leeper@mtgzfs3.att.com


            Besides learning to see, there is another art to be
            learned--not to see what is not.
                                          -- Maria Mitchell