Jan. 27

1:14 PM

Things I Love #201201: BERSERK!

Among the upcoming movies I'm most anticipating (including Joon-ho Bong's English language debut Snow Piercer, the adaptation of Irvine Welsh's Filth, and, dahoy, The Hobbit), none has me quite as anxious as the new trilogy of animated films based on Kentaro Miura's manga Berserk. I suspect fans of both my work and his will see the obvious impact Berserk has had on my writing, and if you enjoy my stuff but haven't checked out Miura's opus than it's high time you did. These new movies may be the perfect gateway to a world of horrific fantasy unlike any other, but in the unlikely event they stink the biscuit you're spoiled for choice where quality Berserkness is concerned. The series is hardly obscure, having been ongoing in comic format since the late eighties, as well as spawning two video games and an anime series in the mid-nineties, but with this new incarnation dropping next week in Japanese theatres I thought this would be the perfect time to discuss my enduring affection for this brilliant, brutal, and deeply flawed epic.

(There's a full length trailer, as well as sundry clips and extended sneak peaks floating around, but I've always been a teaser guy myself)

I came to Berserk maybe a decade ago, and in the way most people in the states do, I suspect: via the original anime series. I was a little skeptical of the first episode, but it quickly grabbed me and became one of my favorite anime of all time. I marathoned through all 25 episodes, in a state of euphoria--Berserk was and is unlike just about anything else out there, and comparisons are much more easily drawn between it and sundry gritty western fantasies rather than other manga or anime; way more Glen Cook, Joe Abercrombie, or Robert E. Howard than Hakkenden, Ninja Scroll, or Escaflowne. Even with a limited budget it looks great, and boasts an awesomely weird soundtrack, including some great Susumu Hirasawa tracks and this indie rock opening :

At the time Berserk seemed like the best kept secret in fantasy--pitch black, ultra-violent, batshit insane, and unlike so much anime, progressing toward some kind of end rather than spinning its wheels indefinitely. When I hit the last several episodes of the series, I was destroyed--and not in a good way. The conclusion to the series is as brutal and devastating as anything I've ever watched, and in my experience in talking about it with other people, something that retroactively poisons the show for many viewers. The root of the problem is this--the anime series concludes at the end of the first major plot arc from the comic series ("The Golden Age"), and that's it. No resolution, no catharsis, no nuthin--just a vicious cliffhanger and a fade to black, with the assumption being that the story is complete, albeit in a bitter, unsatisfactory fashion. Being totally taken with the series, as soon as I recovered from the shock of the anime's conclusion I started digging around online for info and quickly determined the root of the problem. In those bleak times Dark Horse had yet to license and translate the manga, so I was left scouring for fan-translated scans of the original comic, and after finding an extensive database, went so far as consulting with a local printer about having the scans printed and bound. The cost was prohibitive, but shortly thereafter I caught wind of Dark Horse's impending release of the fist volume of the manga, and I've been on board ever since.

And by on board, I mean slowly but increasingly dissatisfied. I would say for the first twenty or so graphic novels I was pretty uncritical: enchanted by Miura's world, thrilled to be reliving the events of the anime series but with the increased detail that the manga medium allows for, admiring Miura's steadily improving art and story-telling technique, and just straight up digging the shit out of it. I tracked down a Dreamcast in order to play the video game Sword of the Berserk: Guts' Rage, which proved every bit as awesome as I could have hoped--fun, challenging, and with a soundtrack by Susumu Hirasawa, who also scored the anime. At the point where the manga moved past the story arc of the anime, I couldn't have been happier. Finally, we were moving forward, and at first everything was beautiful and ugly and perfect and heartbreaking in all the right ways. After the "Golden Age" I vowed not to trust Miura with my emotions again, given what he'd done with them the first time around, but despite my caution he carefully drew me back in, making me care about the characters but also genuinely worry for their safety in a way that I rarely do in fiction...

After a while, however, I noticed two rather disturbing developments:

The first is perhaps inevitable when you have a comic series, or, really, any series, that continues with a linear, consistent story for over twenty years, especially when you have a single creator at the helm. Basically, the manga has become somewhat repetitious and almost stagnant, as if Miura, approaching the end of his life's work, isn't sure how to conclude everything and so he just keeps putting it off. Like I said, this is a common complaint for any long-running series, but what drew me to the series in the first place was that it seemed to have a destination it was barreling toward, and while it hasn't devolved to an episodic format, it certainly feels in danger of stalling out. Tangentially related, Miura's also caught flak in the same way George R.R. Martin has in the states for being too slow to release each new volume, with certain fans flipping their shit when he cops in interviews to playing video games or otherwise living a life that doesn't involve working on Berserk 24/7.

Much more frustrating than a slowing of the general pace is that Miura has been giving the female characters an increasingly short shrift in more recent volumes. Not one but two women who started off as strong, complex, compelling characters have been undermined by Miura's plot to the point of obnoxiousness--what started off as awful but interesting circumstances for them have, as with the overall plot, failed to resolve in any satisfactory manner, instead leaving them various degrees of helpless limbo. One hopes that, as with the greater storyline, these setbacks will eventually be overcome to grand result, making the resolution all the more satisfying, but at this point the continued protraction of their helplessness is frustrating to the point of despair...

Nevertheless, I have hope for Miura's manga, and hope for these new films. Many longtime Berserk fans are disappointed, as the new trilogy will allegedly cover the same "Golden Age" story arc as the original anime rather than picking up the plot where the anime left off. As I mentioned on a recent Twitch article, while I understand this frustration, there was realistically no way that could have happened in terms of securing a budget. The anime has a cult following, to be sure, but convincing investors/a good studio to pony up an insane amount of cash for a new project that relies entirely on audiences being intimately familiar with a 15 year old anime series or its manga source material was never going to happen. The only issue was how heavily they were going to condense the "Golden Age" in order to get new audiences on board, as well as existing Berserk fans--personally, I'd rather see them take three movies to do it, which will still involve a lot of cutting, rather than have them try to pack everything into a ten minute prologue sequence or even a single movie.

Of course, with nobody having seen the trilogy yet it's possible that the third or even the second film will take the story further than the original anime, but even failing that, if these do well than perhaps another series of films will get the greenlight to tackle the next storyline. And even if not, Studio 4C does great work, and assuming they're at least as faithful to the source material as the original anime new and old Berserk fans alike should find a lot to love. At a glance, the trailer implies certain key elements from the manga that were missing from the old anime are present, so here's hoping for greatness, and a new golden age for one of the most compelling fantasies of our time.

Jan. 23

3:09 PM

The Enterprise of Death Shortlisted for Kitschie Award, and Resulting Book Giveaway!

Things have been pretty quiet around here, as I spent the final quarter of 2011 up to my gills in novel revisions and the first few weeks of the new year gallivanting around the country on top secret clown business. There's quite a bit to get caught up on, but rather than attempting a massive digest of everything of note that's happened since I instituted radio silence last autumn I'll just stick to making one or two (relatively!) bite-sized posts for the next few weeks. Without a doubt, the first thing I want to mention and briefly blather about is the news that The Enterprise of Death has been shortlisted for a Red Tentacle, the Kitschie Award for Best Novel of 2011.

The Kitschies, for those not in the know, are a juried award given out by the website Pornokitsch in conjunction with Kraken Rum (best Dark n' Stormy fuel on the planet) to "the year's most progressive, intelligent and entertaining works of genre literature." I'm on the Red Tentacle ballot with China Miéville, Jane Rogers, Lavie Tidhar, Patrick Ness and Siobhan Dowd. Even more awesome than that, Orbit's killer designer Lauren Panepinto is up for the Inky Tentacle Award (Best Cover Art) for her work on Simon Morden Equations of Life--it's rare that you'll hear me champion anything over an Umberto Eco novel, but the design on The Prague Cemetery, while undeniably cool, doesn't hold a candle to Lauren's badass covers for Morden's trilogy. To celebrate Lauren and I being up for Kitschies, Orbit is holding a giveaway for copies of both Enterprise and Equations of Life--all you have to do is visit the site and plug in your info to be entered to win.

It's been over a week since I found out Enterprise was shortlisted and I still have a hard time wrapping my head around it. It may be cliche to say that it's an honor just to be nominated, but cliches are formed for a reason, and goddamn, this is about as honored as I've ever felt. Maybe it's boring, stereotypical author neuroses or maybe it was having the book be even more divisive with critics than The Sad Tale of the Brothers Grossbart, but whatever the reason I had begun to question whether I'd pulled off what I'd attempted with Enterprise. Now, mileage obviously varies and the individual reader will be their own judge of the book's quality, but I never could have predicted how reassuring and edifying it feels to have had the book be recognized by the Kitschie jury (check out juror Anne Perry's wonderful review here).

Of course being nominated doesn't prove that I'm a good writer. Of course it doesn't make me a better writer than I was before. All it means is that a jury of four people really liked it. Yet hearing that four people who critically examined the novel really liked it, and appreciated it enough to count it as one of the best novels of the year, feels like having an elephant-sized syringe of pure euphoria and confidence injected directly into my heart. I never expected anything like this to happen, nor could I predict how grand a sensation it is. And so thank you, my friends and readers, my agent and editors, my peers and haters, whose support, encouragement, and criticism has been so useful and inspiring to my work--without it I never could have written Enterprise, an experience which was and continues to be its own reward.

Too sentimental? You're talking to the guy who can't watch The Fellowship of the Ring without blubbering through the Shire, Moria, and the Falls of Rauros--I'm a big old softie of the first water. I better dip out before I start thinking too hard about how rough Denethor's boys have it or I'll be dribbling into my keyboard. Again. Thanks again, one and all, for taking the time to read my scratchings, and best of luck to everyone on the Kitschie ballots--cheers!

Dec. 8

3:04 PM

Future Lovecraft and Gothic Micro-Interview

Innsmouth Free Press' newest anthology, Future Lovecraft, just dropped this week, and I'm in that mother alongside Molly Tanzer, Orrin Grey, Nick Mamatas, Helen Marshall, Paul Jessup, Martha Hubbard, Ann K. Schwader, and a host of other cool cats and kittens. My story is called "The Door from Earth"--one guess which Clark Ashton Smith story it's a quasi-sequel/homage to. Many thanks to editors Silvia Moreno-Garcia and Paula Stiles, and to all my bad fellows sharing the ToC. Tangentially related, here's a mini interview I did to promote the last IFP anthology I was in, their Gothic-themed Candle in the Attic Window.

...And resuming radio silence. Hope everyone in the universe is exceptionally well, and I plan on making a more substantial/less self-promotional post soon. Cheers!
 


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The Enterprise of Death—US Edition

Cover of The Enterprise of Death—US Edition

As the witch-pyres of the Spanish Inquisition blanket Renaissance Europe in a moral haze, a young African slave finds herself the unwilling apprentice of an ancient necromancer. More info can be found in the item description on the sundry sights where one might pre-order the novel, but I'm always inclined to give away as little as possible--getting me to write copy for my work is akin to pulling teeth. The ones you'd prefer to keep.

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The Sad Tale of the Brothers Grossbart - US Edition

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The Sad Tale of the Brothers Grossbart - UK Edition

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Dec. 31: MileHiCon 43

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