Today and yesterday
I met up with fjm
for an extended lunch and we ended up hooking up with others - drasecretcampus
in particular. In other words, after several days with the London Transmafia, suddenly I was off with the SFCritmafia instead, which was not undisorienting. I realized today that, what with one thing and another, I have not really decompressed from Orbital because there was only a gap of a couple of days before I started being at the film festival, and film festivals are another sort of convention, just with a different group of my friends dominating. At least I will have a weekend between the festival finale and heading off to NY - there may be some point in the next three weeks that I am not in my current state of hyper-ness.
Or maybe I should try and be like this all the time - nobody seems to find me too intolerable.
Wearing my prescription reading shades whenever I feel vaguely migrainey does seem to help - the headache becomes bearable and they cut out a lot of the visual distortion. They are not a total answer, but a combination of them and the odd painkiller may be; anything to make my current weekly afternoon-loss go away because I am so damned tired of them.
Plus, though shades are no longer especially cool, they make me look like some sort of Gothmother and maybe that is a look I should go with.
The reason why we were all at the Film Festival was that they were showing Polymath
which is an hour and a half of Samuel R. Delany talking about sex and cities and his family, though oddly not so much about his actual work. It is attractive and quietly spectacular in its portrayal, yet as we all pointed out to each other, for anyone who knows, or knows about, Delany it was not entirely satisfactory simply because it left so much out. You would never have known from this, for example, that the wife of his late teens positively encouraged his discovery of gay cruising grounds rather than being badly treated, or indeed that she is a writer of stature at least comparable with his - Marilyn Hacker. It hardly conveyed that he is one of the greatest theoreticians of sf criticism as well as a great sf writer - it hardly talked about the early books' actual contents. And so on - one could multiply things it did not talk about and which needed to be there, and yet what is there is admirable and impressive.
Perhaps the most important thing we learned is that there will almost certainly be a DVD of this and that the DVD will include significantly vast chunks of material that was not used, and that the entire fifty hours of interview will be archived somewhere safe.
Charlton Heston is dead. I am not going to record anything save that he was wrong about gun control, as so many of us are wrong about things, and that he was wonderful in two of my favourite films - Touch of Evil
and as Richelieu in the Dick Lester/George McDonald Fraser Musketeer
films. Even when he had to share a screen with Spike Milligan...