Heaven help us when all your gold is gone

[sovay]

I have spent the day lying on the couch feeling incoherently awful, but discovered after dark that the mail had brought my contributor's copy of Not One of Us #81, which reprints my ghost review "Hyperboloids of Wondrous Light." It belongs to the replacement issue, whose contents need no substitute for the fiction and poetry of Jennifer Vaknine, Devan Barlow, Jordan Hirsch, A J Dalton, and more. By ghost review I mean that Derek Jarman never made a film about Alan Turing, but in June I dreamed that he had and wrote about it accordingly. To have it in print in a saddle-stapled black-and-white 'zine feels suitably 1994. You can still pick up a copy in this year if you feel like it, which I hope you do.

To vi) I should say 'I shall never know, any more than I shall ever be quite certain that you feel as I do.'
—Alan Turing, "Chess" (1953)

Comments

[thisbluespirit]

That's charming. I can't actually imagine a Denholm Elliott Mark Antony, but presumably the viewer can with Denis.

I mean, he apparently had a good opening night!

Plus filing the serial numbers off Newcastle is just confusing.

A mystery for the ages, as far as I was concerned. It had lots of interesting elements that were forerunners of later New Wave stuff, but I just couldn't really get on board with it.

I may just stick to The Citadel (1938) if I want A. J. Cronin onscreen, which still makes a plot decision I dislike strongly, but at least first gives me Robert Donat and Ralph Richardson blowing up a sewer.

Well, that is good. More people should attack sewers and things - they killed at least two of my direct ancestors! XD