Look to Windward – Iain M Banks (4/5)

Although I read this first back when it came out in hardback, I recently picked up a copy in a charity store for a quid when I lacked anything else to read. This is one of the great things about Banks’ books, in that although they are all very good reads and highly recommended, he does sell an awful lot of copies in Britain so there are bound to be people who get rid of them and hence you can create a fairly comprehensive Banks collection just from charity stores. True story.

Back to Windward is another take of the Culture from the master of the space opera, Iain M Banks. The Culture itself is firmly in the sights for this story, following its intervention with a civil war on another planet that caused a galactic war between various other races. The Culture, being The Culture, feels quite badly about this as although it does believe in intervention where appropriate, most of the time it just wants people/races to get on with doing whatever they want as long as it doesn’t affect anyone else. So with this ethical backdrop in place, Banks goes on to explore the effects of how people in such races behave when, for example, they pretty much can do anything and not die, and how others deal with apparent death wishes within this framework. This doesn’t sound like a simple premise, or one easily dealt with within a book that’s readable on a summer holiday, but Banks blends such high concepts with believable characters and a strong story to create a blend that stretches your mind as well as entertaining it. Another great read.

Matter – Iain M Banks (5/5)

Another space opera with galactic vision from the master who is Iain M Banks. Set once again against the backdrop of the near omnipotent Culture, this latest romp from Banks takes place for the most part on a constructed world made up of planet sized concentric spheres. The epic nature of this form of construction, and the science required to balance the gravities when some layers are full of water for aquatic creatures and others air, is left to the reader’s imagination to work out – and indeed the Culture themselves take the view that the elder civilization that built it was pretty clever. With this backdrop of engineering scale, Banks focuses in on an apparent localized squabble between two relatively backward races living on adjacent levels. These races know of the sphere and the more advanced races that run it, but are content to exist in their own way until they evolve some more. Well it would seem that way, until some of the more advanced nations take it upon themselves to get involved and the story moves towards its suitably grandiose denouement. Banks blends science fiction, politics and ‘human’ level stories together in a way that drags you along while opening your mind at the same time. A must read for any sci fi fan, and beyond.

Making Money – Terry Pratchett (4.5/5)

Another Terry Pratchett Discworld book… you’d think by now he’d have lost his touch but no, this is another well guided fantasy satire about a reformed criminal (of somewhat murky past) who becomes responsible for the smooth running of the Discworld’s monetary system. Against the usual backdrop of trolls, imps and gollums, some of whom need equal rights, Pratchett’s heroes of the people take themselves up against the vested interest of those who were already in power and want to keep it. This class struggle, backed by the socialist engineering patrician, is much more interesting than it sounds in Pratchett’s hands with witty one liners, complex setups and well fleshed out characters making us wonder why Pratchett doesn’t turn his hand to writing history text books for those of us who have no interest in the dry tomes of old. Top notch summer beach / commute reading.

After Dark – Haruki Murakami (4/5)

Murakami’s latest novel, After Dark, is more of a novella than his usual epic. It follows the story of five characters awake and active at night in the outskirts of Tokyo, or in some cases fast asleep. The usual Murakami prose is in full effect, but this time there seems to be a lack of grip – the attempt to make the story, as it stands, fit into one night falls somewhat flat. It’s certainly an enjoyable read, but when you compare it to Ian McEwan’s wonderful Saturday, you feel that Murakami should perhaps have taken a leaf out of McEwan’s book and added slightly more action. Not one of his best, but still worth a read if you’re a fan.

Back from Beautiful Days


Tim with Glowstick @ Beautiful Days
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There’s something comfortingly familiar about a British music festival that consists mostly of hippy music and mud, even when it isn’t Glastonbury. Beautiful Days was very much that this weekend, as the Levellers run festie went off relatively as planned with a side helping of torrential rain and foot deep mud. Did I mention the torrential rain? Yep, on Saturday, after a beautifully dry Friday, my investment in 25 quid wellies before I went turned out to be my best idea ever, in the same league as not bothering to re-waterproof my goretex jacket turned out to be the worst idea ever. Thankfully I had packed a change of clothes for my soaked upper half, and my feet were blissfully warm and dry.

That said it was a great festival. It’s small, intimate and much like Glastonbury in style and delivery, but without the really big name bands. The Levellers themselves kicked off and closed the festival, but my highlights were a very happy hour plus dancing like a loon to Eat Static, and sheltering from the torrential rain in the company of the delightfully hilarious Ross Noble, who we’d missed at Latitude due to over-crowded comedy tent issues. He was well worth the wait. There were other bands that we happily splattered about in the mud to, but those two acts, along with hanging out with friends with glow sticks/light sabers, made the entry price well worth the while – even with the British weather in full effect.

I’ll put some more pics up once I get a mo to dry them out and upload them, in the meantime you just get to enjoy Tim in full light saber swirling action. Lovely jubbly.

Twin Towers Tighrope Movie

A new documentary, Man on Wire, has just been released that describes how tightrope walker Phillipe Petit carried out his audacious high wire act between the twin towers of the World Trade Center back in 1974. You can see another interview with Petit and director James Marsh over at the BBC, where there are also a few clips of the movie. It looks stunning, and for me certainly very emotional to see down from the views that we used to have looking out of the 96th floor.

Hardboiled Wonderland and the End of the World – Haruki Murakami (4/5)

Chubby girls who only wear pink, subterranean creatures that don’t like paper-clips, unicorn skulls and a delight of cooking come together in a mix that could only come from Murakami. Or Franz Kafka if he liked cooking more. There are definite similarities between the two authors in this book, which seamlessly combines an internal and external adventure through the mind of the protagonist – a government sponsored data encrypter who has no idea of how to live a meaningful life outside of his number crunching.

Doesn’t make any sense to you? That’s OK, the story pulls you along with its own insane logic which though it may not provide understanding, does provide high levels of entertainment and page turning excitement. After all, this is Murakami we’re talking about here.

Latitude 2008: Final Day


Richard Ayoade Reads @ Latitude 2008
Originally uploaded by ultrahi.

Well, that’s it for this year… Latitude 2008 is over, just as the warm weather hits England.. Bugger. Luckily it didn’t rain that much.. So how was the final day?

In summary – splendid. We got in for midday to see the wonderful, ethereal Joanna Newsom play to a huge, reverently silent audience. Then it was straight back down to the literary tent to catch Maureen Lipman and Juliet Stevenson read us stories. Back to the BAFTA tent to see some of Chris Sheppard’s wonderful animations.

Then it was time some more Word Theatre fun with Richard Ayoade braving a cold to read from the hilarious Submarine. Followed by a bit of a break, wandering through the forest before catching a bit of Patrick Watson, a Montreal friend of friend, play to a packed uncut crowd. Then up to the main stage to catch the Breeders, haphazard but very enjoyable.

At last the main event of the day… Blondie in the Uncut tent – which was totally rammed with excited Blondie fans. She didn’t disappoint, with the whole crowd singing along to almost every song while jumping up and down energetically. Amazing.

The night was topped off with a bit of Interpol – dark, lovely music from ol’ New York City that finished a lovely weekend, just in time for some torrential, freezing rain that seemed to come out of nowhere. Ah, the English Summer – but still it didn’t dampen our elevated Latitude spirits.

What did I wish I’d seen now? Grinderman on the final night – though it would most likely have meant not getting anywhere inside the tent for Blondie. Seeing the comedic newspaper review every morning in the literary tent. More comedy – but there was no way we were ever going to get in the comedy tent (next year Latitude folks try turning the tent sideways and opening one whole side.. or just put big comedic names on the main stage!). Any of the dance nights – apparently I’m getting to old to stay up past my bedtime these days…

More final day photos here: Latitude Festival. Thanks to everyone for a very enjoyable three days.

PS, There’s a post about Latitude Festival Photography over at Digital Photography Hints if you want to read more {:)