OK, seriously. Grant Morrison is kicking the living shit out of every X-Men writer since the halcyon days of Claremont / Byrne. Reading the latest issue of New X-Men last night with its widescreen action and beautiful art by Phil Jimenez. (I will say some of the coloring was odd - not over-rendered, really, but just overly enthusiastic.)
Finished Iain Bank's Excession, which made my head hurts lot, but is a fine, fine science fiction novel that's not quite space opera, not quite hard science fiction. The Culture reminds me of Brin's Uplift universe but without the precious "look at what daddy built you" feel that writer seems to drip excessively over his work. Apparently, I should have read other Culture novels first, but I was fine with this one. It wasn't hard to follow - you just had to concentrate more than one would with the average Star Wars novel, which tends to be as much science fiction as I normally read.
What? A man can read Star Wars novels, OK?
Finished Iain Bank's Excession, which made my head hurts lot, but is a fine, fine science fiction novel that's not quite space opera, not quite hard science fiction. The Culture reminds me of Brin's Uplift universe but without the precious "look at what daddy built you" feel that writer seems to drip excessively over his work. Apparently, I should have read other Culture novels first, but I was fine with this one. It wasn't hard to follow - you just had to concentrate more than one would with the average Star Wars novel, which tends to be as much science fiction as I normally read.
What? A man can read Star Wars novels, OK?
