Greg Rucka’s ALPHA

October 15th, 2012 | stuff2012

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ALPHA is a little bit like someone suffered toxic levels of exposure to the bad Manly Thrillers that pollute the shelves of every airport in the Western world, and instead of just dying of The Shitty, said to themselves, “what if one of these things was actually good?”

Greg Rucka is greatly admired, in my circle of writer friends, for the absolute egolessness of his writing.  There’s no signature, no telltale quirk or tic.  Every sentence is in absolute service to the narrative and its needs.  To those of us who can’t help but cough our stylistic phlegm over our work, Greg comes off like a wizard.  The great watchmaker.  We just watch his stuff spin in its perfect selfless engineering and wonder how he did it.  I remember, after reading SHOOTING AT MIDNIGHT, emailing Greg after I finished the last page and saying, simply, “what a bloody good book,” because I was still processing some of the things he did in there.

So, his new book’s called ALPHA.  First of a projected trilogy, I believe.  And it feels like Greg’s trying to engineer a fresh start.  It’s got every cheap trick you’d expect from one of the Manly Techno-Thriller people.  The protagonist is some hot-shit special-forces shoulder, there’s a pretty ex-wife, a kid who is not only cute and has a cute nickname but is also deaf, there’s laconic fellow soldiers and a spooky Colonel, and for Christ’s sake the action is set inside a terrorist-struck theme park full of vulnerable kiddies.  You could stick six airport thrillers in a blender and pour this plot out.

And then what Greg does is he takes these pieces, and he very carefully pins them to wheels and springs and trains, and he spins them.  This is the point where ALPHA becomes very much more than the sum of its parts, and where a Dale Brown fan who picked this book off the shelf starts wondering what exactly they’ve done to themselves.

It’s a very commercial book, to be sure, and a proper Yarn, but once it gets spinning, you realise the appeal to Greg of setting it in what is basically a downmarket Disneyland.  He’s that writer who walked through a theme park, looking around, and working out all the ways in which people could be killed there.  And therefore it’s also kind of eccentric.  It’s fun stuff.

In fact, when you come down to it, it’s a bloody good book, and I hope it does for Greg what he wants it to do. 

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Talks I’ve Given

October 10th, 2012 | about warren ellis/contact, Work

I’m down with a horrible case of the Man-Flu today, and don’t have it in me for writing a decent piece (that isn’t AAARG SOB WOE BE NICE TO ME I HAVE MAN-FLU YOU SCUM).  But I’ve been dredging and annotating the site for a bit of a redesign, and have assembled these links to the texts of talks I’ve given.  Maybe there’s something there you haven’t read before.

HOW TO SEE THE FUTURE (Improving Reality)

http://www.warrenellis.com/?p=14314

MONEY ISN’T REAL (introducing Greg Palast)

http://www.warrenellis.com/?p=14239

THE NEAR FUTURE OF POP (BERG Tomorrow’s World)

http://www.warrenellis.com/?p=13492

STORIES, DRINKING AND THE WORLD (Toronto)

http://www.warrenellis.com/?p=704

COMICS AND TIME (Dundee University)

http://www.warrenellis.com/?p=7552


Bookmarks for 2012-10-09

October 9th, 2012 | brainjuice


STATION IDENT: Tomas Overbai

October 8th, 2012 | station ident

(tomas overbai)

Need more STATION IDENT images.  They can be sent to me at warrenellis@gmail.com.  They must be your own work, legible at a width of 640px, and include the words “this is warren ellis dot com”.  Otherwise they can be anything, including selfportraits and doodles on napkins.  I run the ones I like best.


Bookmarks for 2012-10-06

October 7th, 2012 | brainjuice