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                        Mt. Holz Science Fiction Society
                    Club Notice - 04/16/93 -- Vol. 11, No. 42


       MEETINGS UPCOMING:

       Unless otherwise stated, all meetings are in Holmdel 4N-509
            Wednesdays at noon.

         _D_A_T_E                    _T_O_P_I_C

       04/21  ARISTOI by Walter Jon Williams
                       (If This--AI, Virtual Reality, Nanotech--Goes On)
       05/12  THOMAS THE RHYMER by Ellen Kushner (Fantasy in a Modern Vein)
       06/02  WORLD AT THE END OF TIME by Frederik Pohl
                       (Modern Stapledonian Fiction)
       06/23  CONSIDER PHLEBAS by Iain Banks
                       (Space Opera with a Knife Twist)
       07/14  SIGHT OF PROTEUS by Charles Sheffield (Human Metamorphosis)

       Outside events:
       The Science Fiction Association of Bergen County meets on the second
       Saturday of every month in Upper Saddle River; call 201-933-2724 for
       details.  The New Jersey Science Fiction Society meets on the third
       Saturday of every month in Belleville; call 201-432-5965 for details.

       HO Chair:     John Jetzt        HO 1E-525  908-834-1563 holly!jetzt
       LZ Chair:     Rob Mitchell      HO 1C-523  908-834-1267 holly!jrrt
       MT Chair:     Mark Leeper       MT 3D-441  908-957-5619 mtgzfs3!leeper
       HO Librarian: Nick Sauer        HO 4F-427  908-949-7076 homxc!11366ns
       LZ Librarian: Lance Larsen      LZ 3L-312  908-576-3346 quartet!lfl
       MT Librarian: Mark Leeper       MT 3D-441  908-957-5619 mtgzfs3!leeper
       Factotum:     Evelyn Leeper     MT 1F-329  908-957-2070 mtgpfs1!ecl
       All material copyright by author unless otherwise noted.

       1. Evelyn tells me that punning is a  terrible  disease.   She  has
       heard  somewhere of some mental disorder that causes people to yell
       obscenities uncontrollably.  Actually, there might  be  a  germ  of
       truth in what Evelyn says.  Punning may actually be a manifestation
       of a communication disorder.  The human speech  recognition  center
       is a pattern matching process.  Your mind hears sounds and tries to
       match them to possible meanings  Actually, it  matches  to  several
       possible  meanings  and  then  chooses  the one that makes the most
       sense.  There are even ambiguities when it has identified  all  the
       words.   "Time  flies like an arrow" has six or seven meanings even











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       if each sound is correctly matched to the right  word.   Where  the
       disorder  comes  in  is  what happens if that old processor gives a
       false positive, matching "Suez" to "sewers."  That means that  when
       Palin  says  he  is "spending the day in Suez," the mind does extra
       processing, holding on to both "day in sewers" and  "day  in  Suez"
       until  the  final elimination.  That is more processing, of course.
       The punning mind is a little less efficient, but it compensates  by
       making use of the false matches.  It turns them into jokes.

       A pun is a special kind of joke.  It actually is  a  small  act  of
       sabotage  against the mental process that interprets language.  And
       in sabotaging the process it reveals a little of how the  processor
       works.  The processor thinks it has found a match on the first pass
       but continues to check  and  finds  contradictory  information  and
       jumps  to  another interpretation.  The mock anger one feels over a
       pun is the anger of being intentionally betrayed.

       When the mind gets a string of words it seems to  process  them  in
       parallel  or  at least not match them in parallel.  I say that I am
       happy that Evelyn is not too perturbed by  my  pleasant  portliness
       since,  after  all, a waist is a terrible thing to mind.  Now, what
       just happened?  Your mind just matched that phrase with a  familiar
       phrase,  then  rejected it because the words are not in the correct
       order.  To do that, the order of the words must initially not  have
       been  important.  It is a later check that tells you that the first
       match was a false match and the order of the words  was  important.
       You also probably recognized that the first match--the false ones a
       trap left intentionally for you.

       2. I think it is going to be a real plus for our  tourist  industry
       for  the  world  to see how cooperatively, quickly, and efficiently
       the United States pulls together to catch  and  punish  people  who
       kill tourists.


                                          Mark Leeper
                                          MT 3D-441 908-957-5619
                                           ...mtgzfs3!leeper



            If you attack stupidity you attack an entrenched interest
            with friends in government and every walk of public life,
            and you will make small progress against it.
                                          -- Samuel Marchbanks





















                    THE WHITECHAPEL HORRORS by Edward B. Hanna
                Carroll & Graf, ISBN 0-88184-861-1, 1992, $19.95.
                        A book review by Evelyn C. Leeper
                         Copyright 1993 Evelyn C. Leeper



            While having Sherlock Holmes investigate Jack the Ripper seems
       an obvious extension of the body of work about the Great Detective,
       there have been surprisingly few such stories published.  Of the
       half dozen or so novels, only Ellery Queen's _S_t_u_d_y _i_n _T_e_r_r_o_r and
       Robert Weverka's _M_u_r_d_e_r _b_y _D_e_c_r_e_e are at all well known.  (The fact
       that they were made into movies certainly helps.)  And _T_h_e
       _W_h_i_t_e_c_h_a_p_e_l _H_o_r_r_o_r_s is perhaps the best example of why this is so.

            When writing a completely fictional Sherlock Holmes story, the
       author can make all the clues fit his or her plot and s/he can make
       sure all the necessary clues are there.  In mathematical terms, all
       the clues are necessary and sufficient.  Occasionally there is a
       false clue, but it is always explained.  Very neat, very tidy.

            Real life, however, doesn't work that way.  And therein lies
       the problem.  The Ripper murders left a lot of clues, most of which
       were useless and many of which were contradictory.  Everyone has a
       theory as to who did it (and the same was true at the time), but
       they all run into some problem with the clues and in the end, no one
       solution seems better than the others.

            Given all this, and given that Hanna is more a stickler for
       accuracy than most (at least in the details of the actual crimes),
       it is not entirely surprising that his ending fails to satisfy the
       reader.  Hanna captures the feeling of a Holmes story, so the
       reading enjoyable enough, but ultimately the ending causes the whole
       experience to be diminished.  In fact, more effort seems to be
       expended on solving a completely different mystery--somewhat
       related, perhaps, but not the main thrust of the book.

            Hanna also does something that some people will undoubtedly
       like, but I found annoying.  He makes mistakes--intentionally.  For
       example, he will have Holmes quote from a play and then in a
       footnote will explain that the play was actually not written until a
       year after the story took place.  This seems to be an attempt to
       imitate William Baring-Gould's annotations to the original stories,
       but that was one author trying to explain another's inadvertent
       mistakes.  Here Hanna is explaining Hanna--the book itself is not
       written in the first person by Watson, but in the third person,
       supposedly from notes by Watson.  (Minor editorial nit: the
       footnotes are all at the end instead of at the bottoms of their
       respective pages.  This makes them much harder to read; one has to
       use two bookmarks and keep flipping back and forth.)  Hanna also
       makes unintentional mistakes: he uses the term "heir presumptive"











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       incorrectly two or three times.

            It's possible that Hanna chose to use the Ripper murders as the
       basis for his book because they gave him most of the story prepared.
       Unfortunately, he doesn't do much with what he has.  I would have to
       say I have mixed feelings on this, and would suggest waiting for the
       paperback or reading the library's copy rather than buying the
       hardcover.


























































                                STRICTLY BALLROOM
                         A film review by Mark R. Leeper
                          Copyright 1993 Mark R. Leeper



                 Capsule review:  Who would have expected a
            subtle and very funny satire of bad movie making in
            an Australian film about competition ballroom
            dancers?  This film may be more on-target than _T_h_e
            _P_l_a_y_e_r.  Rating: low +2 (-4 to +4).

            Society has its rules.  Because of these rules everybody knows
       where they stand and what is expected of them.  Who c Scott Hastings
       started to go wrong.  He came from a good family.  His parents ran a
       ballroom dancing studio.  Scott himself had the makings of one of
       Australia's great ballroom dancers.  Then one day Scott broke
       society's rules.  In the middle of a minor ballroom competition
       Scott just snapped.  Suddenly he was dancing his own steps--steps
       not accepted by the Australian Ballroom Dance Federation.  Here in
       Technicolor and stereophonic sound is the story of Australia's
       Spartacus of ballroom dancing.

            Here also is a delightful satire of really bad over-ripe
       dramatic story-telling.  It is all here: the boy with the dream, the
       girl from the wrong side of the tracks, the pushy mother, the
       conspiracy to fix the big dance competition, the dark secret from
       the past, and, of course, the climatic dance competition.  And not
       one un-telegraphed plot twist.  In fact, everything is here to make
       the plot feel like an old friend.  The target is contrived film
       plotting and _S_t_r_i_c_t_l_y _B_a_l_l_r_o_o_m hits the mark with deadly accuracy.

            The film stars Paul Mercurio as Scott Hastings, who
       instinctively knows that a man has got to dance the way a man has
       got to dance.  Actually, this particular man _d_o_e_s dance very well,
       not that that is really the point of the film.  Scott's love is Fran
       (played by Tara Morice).  She has glasses and a bad complexion, and
       is ugly and surprisingly clumsy, but inside she knows she has what
       it takes to be beautiful and a great formal dancer.  Bill Hunter
       plays Barry Fife, who wrote the videocassette on ballroom dancing.
       But does he hide a sinister secret?

            This is a film that has echoes of what is wrong in even the
       most popular films from _4_2_n_d _S_t_r_e_e_t to _R_o_c_k_y and _H_o_o_s_i_e_r_s.  I give
       this one a low +2 on the -4 to +4 scale.  It's a hoot!














































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