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                        Mt. Holz Science Fiction Society
                    Club Notice - 06/01/90 -- Vol. 8, No. 48


       MEETINGS UPCOMING:

       Unless otherwise stated, all meetings are on Wednesdays at noon.
            LZ meetings are in LZ 2R-158.  MT meetings are in the cafeteria.

         _D_A_T_E                    _T_O_P_I_C

       06/20   LZ: PRENTICE ALVIN by Orson Scott Card (Hugo Nominee)
       07/11   LZ: HYPERION by Dan Simmons (Hugo Nominee)
       08/01   LZ: A FIRE IN THE SUN by George Alec Effinger (Hugo Nominee)
       08/22   LZ: RENDEZVOUS WITH RAMA by Arthur C. Clarke
       09/12   LZ: STAR MAKER by Olaf Stapledon (Formative Influences)

         _D_A_T_E                    _E_X_T_E_R_N_A_L _M_E_E_T_I_N_G_S/_C_O_N_V_E_N_T_I_O_N_S/_E_T_C.

       06/09   SFABC: Science Fiction Association of Bergen County: picnic
                       (phone 201-933-2724 for details) (Saturday)
       06/16   NJSFS: New Jersey Science Fiction Society: Social/Dance
                       (phone 201-432-5965 for details) (Saturday)

       HO Chair:      John Jetzt     HO 1E-525   834-1563  hocpa!jetzt
       LZ Chair:      Rob Mitchell   LZ 1B-306   576-6106  mtuxo!jrrt
       MT Chair:      Mark Leeper    MT 3D-441   957-5619  mtgzx!leeper
       HO Librarian:  Tim Schroeder  HO 3D-225A  949-5866  homxa!tps
       LZ Librarian:  Lance Larsen   LZ 3L-312   576-3346  mtunq!lfl
       MT Librarian:  Evelyn Leeper  MT 1F-329   957-2070  mtgzy!ecl
       Factotum:      Evelyn Leeper  MT 1F-329   957-2070  mtgzy!ecl
       All material copyright by author unless otherwise noted.

       1. I will continue with  my  memories  of  the  early  days  of  my
       relationship  with  sports  in  the  hopes  that it will somehow be
       therapeutic.  After what I have said  previously  this  next  piece
       will be no doubt a real jawdropper.  From the very beginning in gym
       class I excelled over every one of my classmates.  In  a  class  of
       about  35  students,  Mark Leeper was Number One in gym class!  Our
       first class and the  gym  teacher  told  us  to  put  our  arms  up
       horizontal  and  I was the only one who knew what horizontal meant!
       My dominion and exalted position in the class lasted until the  gym
       teacher  wanted  us  to kick a large rubber inflated ball tossed at
       us.  That was when I fell about 33 places in  the  ranking  ladder.
       In fact, I ranked higher than only Perry Kittridge, who looked like











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       the gumdrop who wished he could be a real boy but  who  didn't  get
       his wish.

       However, as time went by my experiences in gym  class  became  more
       like everybody else's.  Isn't everybody picked last every darn time
       when teams are being chosen--even picked after Perry Kittridge, the
       (almost)  human  gumdrop?   (Hey, I don't feel bad about picking on
       Kittridge.  In addition to being fat and stupid, he was mean.   His
       father was a jeweler who spoiled him rotten.  I remember the time I
       lent him a pen to take a test and when I asked for it back  in  the
       next  class--gym  class,  in fact--he threw it across the gymnasium
       floor.  Then there was the time Kittridge and Stuart Eichenbaum got
       into  a  fight.   Eichenbaum  was  a  Kittridge  clone who may have
       weighed a few pounds less and had maybe a couple more IQ points.  I
       wish I'd seen it.  The gym teacher called it "two tons of fun" with
       his usual gym teacher sensitivity.)  These days I picture Kittridge
       fat  and  divorced  but making four times my salary working an hour
       and a half a day running his daddy's jewelry store.

       I suppose I was a little jealous of Kittridge because  the  refugee
       from  Candyland  got  picked  before me on kickball teams.  When he
       came up to bat (kick?) the players from the outfield came into  the
       infield  because  it  would have taken a special exemption from the
       laws of physics for Kittridge to kick the ball more than six  feet.
       At  least they didn't all come into the infield when it was my turn
       to kick.  They did things like  line  up  at  the  water  fountain.
       They  knew all they needed was one guy to pitch the ball and one to
       catch it.  (I hope you realize these are  not  happy  memories  I'm
       giving  you!   Except  for  the "two tons of fun," that is.)  Now I
       wonder why anyone thinks gym class does people so much good.

       2. The May 7 issue of MIS WEEK has an article on page 35 about  the
       new  Futures  Center  in  the  Franklin Institute Science Museum in
       Philadelphia.   This  90,00-square-foot  addition  has  eight   new
       permanent   exhibits   which   use   an   interactive  computerized
       information system called Unisystem to  tie  them  together  via  a
       local area network.

       Unisystem's goal is to tailor the exhibits  to  the  sophistication
       level  of the visitor.  The Museum's directors describe the Futures
       Center as a "smart museum" far ahead of any  other  museum  in  the
       world.

       The  eight  exhibits,  which  focus  on  the  21st   Century,   are
       FutureVision,     FutureComputers,     FutureSpace,    FutureEarth,
       FutureEnergy, FutureMaterials, FutureHealth,  and  the  Future  and
       You.   The FutureHealth exhibit, for example, has an imaging system
       that lets you see how your face will (probably) age over the years.
       The  FutureComputers  exhibit  has  technologies  familiar  to most
       AT&T-ers--robotics,  artificial  intelligence,  and  computer-aided
       design--yet  the article claims they are presented in such a way as











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       to fascinate even the most knowledgeable.

       Other exhibits show you how a microchip is made, let you  design  a
       car  with  CAD  software,  pit  you against a computer in a game of
       tick-tac-toe (ho-hum), let you fly over  a  computerized  model  of
       Philadelphia  or  see  the  "smart house" of the 21 Century, or try
       using a robotic arm.

       And of course there's always the rest of the Franklin Institute  as
       well.  [-ecl]


                                          Mark Leeper
                                          MT 3D-441 957-5619
                                           ...mtgzx!leeper


            Think of the dull functioning of dogma, age after age.
            How many milions have been led shunted along dogmatic
            runways from the dark into the dark again... endless
            billions, and at the gates, dogma, ignorance, vice,
            cruelty, seize them and clamp this or that band upon
            their brains.
                                          -- Theodore Dreiser










































                                      PATHFINDER
                           A film review by Mark R. Leeper
                            Copyright 1990 Mark R. Leeper



                 Capsule review:  A thousand-year-old Lapp legend is
            the basis of this short, entertaining, occasionally
            bloody children's film from Lapland that will be
            entertaining for adults also.  How often do you get
            mystical legends in films from Lapland?  Rating: high +1.

            The plot has been done many times before, often but not usually as
       well.  But this time there is a good reason for the well-worn plot.
       This time it is an adaptation of a millennium-old legend from Lapland.
       In the Tenth Century the story was considerably newer.

            Aigin, a teenager, returns from hunting one day to see his family's
       camp overrun by marauding invaders, the Tchudes.  His parents and his
       young sister have been murdered.  There are about eighteen of these
       Tchudes, all dressed in black and armed to the teeth with crossbows: the
       leader's crossbow is decorated with snarling fangs.  There is no doubt
       these are pretty nasty dudes.  One slip and Aigin is running for his
       life through the frozen landscape.  He runs for help to a nearby village
       but rather than help Aigin they seem more anxious to pack up and run
       than to fight back.  So Aigin decides he must fight the Tchudes himself.

            The attraction of _P_a_t_h_f_i_n_d_e_r is not in the storyline, which would
       be as easily fit to a post-Holocaust society and has been many times
       from _R_o_a_d _W_a_r_r_i_o_r on.  Where _P_a_t_h_f_i_n_d_e_r stands out is its depiction of
       Tenth Century Lapp culture.  We get little hints of Lapp mysticism and
       culture.  We learn superstitions, such as the belief that once you have
       killed a bear your gaze is deadly for three days.  The entire story is
       framed in a mystical context in which each person has a totem reindeer
       who appears at pivotal moments in a person's life.

            This is basically a children's film with a little violence.  That
       is more acceptable for children's films in other cultures than it is in
       ours.  Still, it is a well-constructed and filmed children's story, and
       one that adults would enjoy also.  I would rate it a high +1.  At 88
       minutes it is a trifle short, but it is enjoyable.