@@@@@ @   @ @@@@@    @     @ @@@@@@@   @       @  @@@@@ @@@@@ @@@
         @   @   @ @        @ @ @ @    @       @     @   @   @   @   @  @
         @   @@@@@ @@@@     @  @  @    @        @   @    @   @   @   @   @
         @   @   @ @        @     @    @         @ @     @   @   @   @  @
         @   @   @ @@@@@    @     @    @          @      @@@@@ @@@@@ @@@

                        Mt. Holz Science Fiction Society
                    Club Notice - 4/10/92 -- Vol. 10, No. 41


       MEETINGS UPCOMING:

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

         _D_A_T_E                    _T_O_P_I_C

       04/22  LZ: WONDERFUL LIFE by Stephen Jay Gould (Science non-fiction as a
                       source of ideas)
       05/13  LZ: ONLY BEGOTTEN DAUGHTER by James Morrow (Books we heard are
                       very good)

         _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.
       04/11  SFABC: Science Fiction Association of Bergen County: Nicholas
                       Jainschigg (artist) (phone 201-933-2724 for details)
                       (Saturday)
       04/18  NJSFS: New Jersey Science Fiction Society: Robert John Betancourt
                       (phone 201-432-5965 for details) (Saturday)

       HO Chair:     John Jetzt        HO 1E-525  908-834-1563 hocpb!jetzt
       LZ Chair:     Rob Mitchell      HO 1D-505A 908-834-1267 mtuxo!jrrt
       MT Chair:     Mark Leeper       MT 3D-441  908-957-5619 mtgzy!leeper
       HO Librarian: Nick Sauer        HO 4F-427  908-949-7076 homxc!11366ns
       LZ Librarian: Lance Larsen      LZ 3L-312  908-576-3346 mtfme!lfl
       MT Librarian: Mark Leeper       MT 3D-441  908-957-5619 mtgzy!leeper
       Factotum:     Evelyn Leeper     MT 1F-329  908-957-2070 mtgzy!ecl
       All material copyright by author unless otherwise noted.

       1.  Okay, I've been getting complaints  from  you  guys  again.   I
       guess  I  may  have  to  cut subscription prices in half again if I
       don't start delivering on some of my  promises.   We  got  a  whole
       bunch  of  people  who  subscribed  to  the  MT  VOID  back when we
       advertised ourselves as a leading source of ideas on how to stretch
       your  money  further.   That  did not remain our image for long, of
       course, but that was not my fault.  Everything I told you was true.
       It  is  true  that  millions  of  years  of  evolution  have put an
       efficient army of disease fighters in your bloodstream.  And,  yes,
       it  is  true  that the knowledge that you  already have these blood
       cells "on the payroll" means you can save big money  on  your  food
       bills.   It  is  true that Americans waste millions of dollars each
       year specifically choosing expensive foods that will  not  exercise











       THE MT VOID                                                  Page 2



       the  body's  natural  defenses  against disease.  Every word I said
       along those line was absolutely true.  And  just  because  one--and
       only  one--  member  had  a  negative  reaction  eating something I
       suggested hardly invalidates the money-saving power of my idea.   I
       see  now  that  I promised AT&T and that deputation of doctors only
       that I would not repeat that budget stretcher.  And since  some  of
       the rest of you are complaining you want more, well, here goes.

       May.

       That's right.  May.  The month of May can save you big  money.   It
       can also give you a lot of hassle.

       What am I talking about?  I'm glad you asked.  Most people need  to
       buy  calendars  each year.  And when do you buy them?  November and
       December, right?  These are the  same  months  that  your  favorite
       stores  look  like _W_h_e_r_e'_s _W_a_l_d_o? pages.  Am I right?  And then you
       go out to buy calendars, desperate to have them by New Year, right?
       And what is your selection?  You pay $7, $10, maybe $12 for what is
       essentially twelve photographs.  Some claim to give you more.  Some
       are  sixteen-month  calendars  with the additional months being the
       September through December that have just passed.   However,  since
       nobody  sells  you  a calendar that ends with August, and since you
       are the kind of person who buys  calendars,  you  probably  already
       have  calendars.   An additional calendar for the last third of the
       year is useless.  It is all part of the American dream  of  selling
       the public something it does not need.

       If you are like me, you absolutely  detest  digging  through  those
       piles  of  calendars  of college-age young adults showing off their
       glands and body parts.  Repulsive, aren't they?  Right!

       And you end up paying big money for a calendar just  so  that  when
       the  new  year rolls around, you're covered.  Then January 2 you go
       out and see calendars slashed to half-price.  Through the month  of
       January  the price is cut again and again.  By the end of the month
       the selection is down somewhat, but you can now get  what  is  left
       for two or three dollars.  If you are willing to not buy a calendar
       until the end of January you can make a big savings.  But who wants
       to  go  through  January  without  knowing the date?  Well, this is
       where May comes in.  Don't throw out your  old  calendar;  turn  it
       back  to  May.  Leap year or no leap year, May and January have the
       same number of days: 31.  Leap year or no leap year,  whatever  day
       January starts on, May started on in the previous year.  That gives
       you a whole month to look for cheap calendars.  If need be you  can
       use  the previous June for February.  But the third week of January
       is just about the best time to buy a calendar.

       One suggestion, though: find a calendar with a good photo for  May-
       -it will be up longer than any other picture in the calendar.












       THE MT VOID                                                  Page 3



       (Sorry if this came too late to be used this year.  All  my  budget
       stretchers  now have to be approved by the Board of Health and that
       took time.)

       2.  Isaac Asimov died  on  April  6,  1992,  of  heart  and  kidney
       failure.   I  will not list all of his 375 books here, but will say
       that he was one  of  the  first  science  fiction  authors  I   can
       remember   reading,  even   before I realized it was he: I read all
       the Lucky  Starr  books  (written  under  the  pseudonym  of  "Paul
       French")  back  in  junior  high school.   And of course I read the
       Foundation trilogy (back when it was a trilogy!).  The Old Guard is
       passing  away:  first  Campbell, then  Heinlein,  and  now  Asimov.
       Luckily  for  all of us, their writings remain behind as a monument
       to  their  influence  on  the field.  [-ecl]

       3. _E_n_t_e_r_t_a_i_n_m_e_n_t _W_e_e_k_l_y  (number  112,  April  3,  1992,  page  10)
       reports:  "BOOKS:  Cyberpunk  writer  William  Gibson's  next book,
       _A_g_r_i_p_p_a (_A _B_o_o_k _o_f _t_h_e _D_e_a_d), will be available  only  on  computer
       disk--with  a virus that will make it impossible to print on paper,
       the author hopes. 'The whole  piece  is  an  investigation  of  the
       nature  of  the  ownership of information,' says Gibson, whose 1986
       cult novel, _N_e_u_r_o_m_a_n_c_e_r, will also be  published  on  disk--without
       viruses--next year...."

       Well, strictly speaking, it won't be a virus,  but  an  attempt  to
       copyguard  it.   One  report says that it will be a sort of "click-
       the-mouse" to turn the page thing, and that once a  page  has  been
       turned, it is erased.  According to Tom Maddox, it is aimed more at
       the art market and is poetry.  The package consists  of  a  "bronze
       booklike object" and include etchings and a diskette with the poem.
       (Thanks to Barbara Cormack for sending  the  story  along  to  me.)
       [-ecl]

       4.  And  finally,  two  corrections.   First,  a correction to last
       week's MT VOID.  The last line of Mark Leeper's commentary  on  the
       Oscars  should  have  read,  "Given that, it is probably clear that
       this was a candidate for Best Picture without being a candidate for
       the Best Director nomination."  And second, the issue that went out
       this morning (labeled 4/3/92, Volume 10,  Number  40)  was  an  odd
       mish-mash  of  last  week's  and  this  week's issue due to lack of
       proof-reading.  Please discard it; this is  the  real  this  week's
       issue.  [-ecl]


                                          Mark Leeper
                                          MT 3D-441 908-957-5619
                                           ...mtgzy!leeper


            Heretical views arise when the truth is uncertain, and
            it is only when truth is uncertain that censorship is
            invoked.  ...  [I]t is difficult to find anything
            really certain outside the realm of pure mathematics
            and facts of history and geography.
                                          -- Bertrand Russell











                  THE REAL WORLD OF SHERLOCK HOLMES by Peter Costello
                   Carroll & Graf, 1991, ISBN 0-88184-738-0, $19.95.
                           A book review by Evelyn C. Leeper
                            Copyright 1992 Evelyn C. Leeper



               This book purports to be about the real-life crimes
          investigated by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle.  However, even though it
          basically delivers on its promises, it is disappointing and
          dissatisfying.

               In order to flesh the book out to an acceptable length,
          Costello was apparently forced to include many cases in which Conan
          Doyle's participation was minimal, to say the least.  (By the way, I
          have yet to figure out if the second reference to Sir Arthur Conan
          Doyle should be "Conan Doyle" or "Doyle.") Arranging for a medium to
          hold a missing person's glove, or commenting in a letter on his
          personal opinion of the Sacco and Vanzetti case, does not constitute
          a high level of involvement.

               Even in cases where Conan Doyle played a more important role,
          Costello gives only the superficial details.  He doesn't analyze
          Conan Doyle's attitudes and thought processes, except to show links
          to the Holmes stories.  Instead, he spends time giving his own
          opinion on the various cases.  Given that Costello's credentials
          seem to be more literary than forensic, this serves no purpose
          except to annoy the reader who had hoped to understand more about
          Conan Doyle.  In particular, an analysis of Conan Doyle's logical,
          down-to-earth detective versus Conan Doyle's own belief in
          spiritualism would have been fascinating, but is barely touched on.

               Even on the mechanical level this book is a disappointment.
          There is no index, which makes it impossible to cross-reference
          anything.  (There is, however, an extensive bibliography.)  And as
          far as proof-reading goes, it seems to have gone entirely.  Such a
          mass of misspellings, mis-capitalizations ("Holmes" as "HOlmes"),
          etc.--at least twice "separate" was spelled "seperate."

               It sounded promising, but _T_h_e _R_e_a_l _W_o_r_l_d _o_f _S_h_e_r_l_o_c_k _H_o_l_m_e_s
          fails to live up to its promise.  Give this one a miss.

























                                        NEWSIES
                            A film review by Mark R. Leeper
                             Copyright 1992 Mark R. Leeper



                    Capsule review:  The story of the 1899 newsboy
               strike in New York City is told with about the same
               liberty that _M_a_t_e_w_a_n took.  At the same time it is
               half-heartedly a musical.  As a musical it is perhaps
               a misfire, but the historical tale is worth seeing.
               Rating: high +1 (-4 to +4).

               It is New York City, 1899.  Life is hard if you are a boy on
          your own with no money.  But if a boy is poor and needs work, he
          could buy newspapers at a cent each and sell them on the street for
          two cents a piece.  You might earn a dollar a day that way.  Or you
          might not be able to sell what you have and end up losing money.  A
          really good newsie might get $50 a week.  Joseph Pulitzer (played by
          Robert Duvall) decides to raise the price to the newsboys by 10%.
          Seeing their livelihood drying up, newsboys Jack Kelly and David
          Jacobs (played by Christian Bale of _E_m_p_i_r_e _o_f _t_h_e _S_u_n and David
          Moscow) decide to organize the New York City newsboys into a strike
          against the local newspapers.  Pulitzer, deciding he has a fight on
          his hands, decides to play as dirty as he needs to win.  _N_e_w_s_i_e_s is
          the story of that strike.

               Disney Studios tried something a little different with _N_e_w_s_i_e_s.
          The historical film is currently at a low ebb since historical
          education is also at a low ebb.  For once more films being made are
          set _a_f_t_e_r the 20th Century than _b_e_f_o_r_e.  Still, Disney did make a
          historical film about an 1899 newsboy strike.  Then they tried to
          aim it at both adults and children.  Then on top of that they
          decided to make it a musical.  This is an idea that is either
          audacious or nutty, depending on your point of view.  So, does it
          all work?  Well, sort of.  My impression of the trailer is that it
          all sounded like a good idea except for making it a musical.
          Certainly once I saw the film I would say that its biggest problem
          is that it is a musical.  The idea of a big pro-labor musical has a
          nostalgic feel reminiscent of Broadway shows like _P_i_n_s _a_n_d _N_e_e_d_l_e_s.
          This certainly is a more engaging theme for a musical than "I'm in
          love" or "Let's put on a show" Like the vast majority of musicals.
          The problem here is that this is only half-heartedly a musical.
          There are only about six songs, so the viewer is generally thinking
          straight drama when a character or group of characters starts acting
          funny and with a jolt the viewer realizes they are going into a
          song.  It may well be that making this a musical was an afterthought
          after Menken's success with _B_e_a_u_t_y _a_n_d _t_h_e _B_e_a_s_t.  I noted without
          minding that the film used Bale's and Moscow's real singing voices-
          -if you really want to call them singing voices.  David Fristrom, in
          a review of the film, noted the dances were not very well filmed and











          Newsies                    April 4, 1992                      Page 2



          he is probably right, thought I might not have picked up on it.  I
          did like the song "The World Will Know," which had almost some of
          the force of _L_e_s _M_i_s_e_r_a_b_l_e_s.  Incidentally, please note that the
          name of Pulitzer's newspaper is "The New York World."  The script
          has some fun with that name; if you miss the name, you miss the
          point of some of the word-play.  When Pulitzer says, "When I created
          the World..." it is intended as a subtle statement that Pulitzer is
          a megalomaniac.  Instead it sounds like he is certifiably insane.

               As for the story of the strike, it has a minor Dickensian tone
          crossed with obvious Disney touches.  Visually the old New York was
          created with perhaps too many obvious matte shots, but maybe in a
          musical we expect a pat plot and make allowances for some of the
          visuals being less than authentic-looking.  In spite of the nits
          that can be picked, there is enough substance to appreciate here.  I
          might not recommend _N_e_w_s_i_e_s but I rate it a high +1 on the -4 to +4
          scale.

















































                                  WHITE MEN CAN'T JUMP
                            A film review by Mark R. Leeper
                             Copyright 1992 Mark R. Leeper



                    Capsule review:  Occasionally very funny
               dialogue is not enough to rescue a story about the
               lives of two basketball hustlers who basically live
               for the game.  The story off the court is basically
               pointless and has holes large enough to stuff a
               basketball through.  Rating: -1 (-4 to +4).  (After
               the review is a spoiler section listing plot
               absurdities.)

               Billy Hoyle (played by Woody Harrelson)  is a natural
          basketball player.  The game is his whole life.  And he has a
          natural advantage.  Billy is white and, as the title suggests,
          everybody thinks only blacks can be good at basketball.  One day
          Billy hustles Sidney Dean (played by Welsey Snipes), who is also a
          part-time hustler.  Sidney suggests that the two of them join up as
          a hustling team.  Each needs money.  Dean has a wife and son and a
          semi-legal part-time job that does not pay enough.  Hoyle is on the
          run from two thugs because--are you ready for a twist?--he failed to
          throw a game after he'd told some gamblers he would.  Billy has a
          girlfriend also, who spends her day memorizing trivia facts in the
          hopes that someday she will be on _J_e_o_p_a_r_d_y.  The hustle has Sidney
          offering to play two-on-two playground basketball and his opponents
          can choose any partner for Sidney they want.  Sure enough, they
          always pick the white guy with the stupid look on his face.

               So what we have here is a black and white male bonding film.
          We see in great detail how the two get along, how they occasionally
          don't get along, and how basketball conquers all.  We see how each
          relates to "his woman."  When things get dull the wise and wordly
          Sidney gives Billy some fatherly advice like "listen to your woman."
          And there is genuine pathos as we learn Billy's terrible secret that
          being white, he just does not have the talent to slam-dunk the
          basketball.  (Spoiler: guess what happens in the climactic scene of
          the film?  And in slow motion, yet.)

               _W_h_i_t_e _M_e_n _C_a_n'_t _J_u_m_p was written and directed by Ron Shelton.
          Shelton previously did the nice _B_u_l_l _D_u_r_h_a_m and the very good _B_l_a_z_e.
          While some of the basketball photography is okay, in terms of
          dramatic tension it degenerates into the cliche of slow motion
          photography.  Only the rapid-fire insult-trashings on the court give
          the film interest value.  This one is skippable.  I would give it a
          -1 on the -4 to +4 scale.
                 =======================SPOILER=======================













          White Men Cant Jump        April 5, 1992                      Page 2



               Plot problems:

            1.  So what if a security guard for _J_e_o_p_a_r_d_y owes a favor?  How
                does that get a contestant on the show?
            2.  Why did just the right question categories show up on
                _J_e_o_p_a_r_d_y?  Another security guard favor?  Not likely.
            3.  On _J_e_o_p_a_r_d_y you have to wait until a question is read before
                you can hit the button.
            4.  No organized crime enforcer is stupid enough to fake having
                killed someone to fulfill a contract.  It is a really good way
                to get yourself killed if anyone sees the victim still alive.
            5.  The bet is that you are to play against Sidney and one other
                person of your choice.  This guy over to your left owes you
                money.  On your right is your best friend since second grade.
                Then there's the kid with the missing arm.  And that one over
                there can't dribble a basketball without tripping.  There is a
                seven-year-old watching behind the fence.  And over there is a
                tall, athletic white dude, somewhat nerdy, whom you've never
                seen before.  Which one _w_o_u_l_d_n'_t you pick?  Ever?  But if the
                hustle doesn't work the whole film makes no sense.