Wonder Woman

I was in two minds about going to see Wonder Woman. When I was younger I loved comic books, including Wonder Woman when George Perez was illustrating it in the late 80s, but now, while I have enjoyed going to see some of the super hero pictures, I no longer have the same emotional tie to them as before.

As I result, when I saw The Guardian‘s review of the film, which was not only negative but went so far as to describe Gal Gadot’s Wonder Woman as no more than a ‘weaponised smurfette’ I thought I wouldn’t bother. That’s the kind of language I’d expect to see in The Telegraph, not Britain’s leading liberal-left newspaper.

However, the word on social media was very positive indeed, as was, believe it or not, The Telegraph’s review; so, last Saturday I took a stroll to my local cinema, bought a glass of wine and sat down to the picture.

I am glad I did. Wonder Woman is a very enjoyable film. Narratively speaking, it suffers from the usual flaws of Hollywood pictures; namely, a flawed script, but the story holds together and the actors – particularly Gadot in the title role – are all very convincing. The Guardian‘s description of her Wonder Woman is far, far from the mark.

Wonder Woman has received effusive praise on social media. Certainly, the film is a superior example of the super-her0 genre but it is a long way off the best in that category; the best, for me, is The Dark Knight. That film not only had great acting but a story of depth and substance; it posed serious moral dilemmas for the characters and viewers alike.

Wonder Woman doesn’t do this. The closest the picture comes to being as thoughtful as Christopher Nolan’s second Batman outing is in its summation, when Diana, princess of the Amazons, comes to the realisation that love is what matters. She’s right, of course, but its a shame that this idea is not explored more throughout the film. Instead, the film commits itself to the service of its most immediate concern – Wonder Woman’s and Steve Trevor’s effort to stop the evil German officer/Ares from using a deadly new gas agent.

That Wonder Woman is not The Dark Knight 4, however, cannot be a criticism of it. The film has to be itself not a copy of someone else’s artistic vision. It still feels a shame, though, that the film’s various writers and director, Patty Jenkins, didn’t give it that special something that would distinguish the film from so many other super hero pictures. Instead, we just got super hero, friends, villain, action, end.

Having said that, if there was not something that made the film different, there was someone – Gal Gadot. I can’t account for the veracity of this (though its truth wouldn’t surprise me) but apparently of the many super hero films to be released in the last few years, Wonder Woman is the first to have a female lead.

If we are still talking about Wonder Woman in ten years, therefore, it won’t be for the story but for the fact that it represents a representational milestone in the super hero genre. That is certainly something that the film makers can be very proud of.

In the whole picture, there was only thing that I did not like at all – the fact that after leaving Themyscyra – Diana became, but of course, the ingenue abroad. I would have much preferred to see her leave the island in power; to enter London or wherever on her own terms; to have had people come to her rather than her going to them, especially as a naif outsider. This type of narrative is so well used and unimaginative. I am grateful that as the film progressed, Diana found her feet and her strength.

Let’s not end on a bad note, though. My rating for Wonder Woman is a tough 7.7. Perhaps appropriately enough the film is a good beginning but I felt it could have gone further than it did in respect of its narrative. Definitely recommended, though.

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Wonder Woman and friends: Bog Canada’s BlogWorld
Wonder Woman Promo Shot: DC Extended Universe Wiki

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The Last of Us Pt. 8

Saturday, 3rd June 2017

Today’s session saw contrasting emotions. There was the satisfaction of killing a human sniper and burning sundry zombies to death with a flame-thrower but the sadness of seeing Joel still deep in grief over his late daughter, Sarah, who died at the start of the game but twenty years ago in his timeline.

Tragedy came to the four survivors when Sam was bitten by a zombie. Henry was forced to shoot his brother. In his distress, he then turned his gun on himself.

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Photo of Joel and Sarah: Video Games Source (You Tube)

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The Last of Us Pt. 7

Monday, 29th May 2017

After a couple of weeks away from my console, I came back to The Last of Us on Monday. My thanks go to the Bank Holiday for giving me the time to sit down and play!

This session was not my longest but had some very different and interesting aspects to it.

Firstly, there was the joy of a friendly encounter when Joel and Ellie met father and son, Henry and Sam, who are also survivors of the infection plague. I say friendly – it was not without its rocky moments…

Secondly, there was the joy of actually being able to fire a good shot with my bow and arrow for once. Later on, I fired lots of very bad ones to make up for it.

And thirdly, as we made our way through the infection ravaged city of – ? (Is it Pittsburgh? I think Beardy Dude and Not Ellen Page were heading there) I stopped for once to take a closer look at the abandoned flat that I was passing through. From just looking at the paintings on the wall I was able to imagine the type of person who lived there. It was a very moving ‘encounter’.

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Henry and Sam Ishokten (You Tube)

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Amberlough by Lara Elena Donnelly

It is a sunny evening in London, today. I’m sitting at my desk with the mini-fan cooling me down and, okay, a cup of tea in front of me. Rain or shine, somethings don’t change.

Amberlough. Here is a book I ought not to be talking about. It is the first novel of an author named Lara Elena Donnelly who is American, and who until February this year I had never heard of.

So, how did our paths – so’s to speak – cross? Well, those of you follow me on Twitter (@secondachilles since you ask) will know that I spend most of my time thinking and writing about Alexander the Great.

This aspect of my work is divided into amateur historian (see my Alexander blog here) and creative writing. The latter is covered by my imagining of what Alexander and his closest friends would tweet about if they had access to Twitter during his expedition. Hence, I write the @AlexanderIII account here.

One day in February, Donnelly kindly followed Alexander. I don’t know if she still does but that doesn’t matter; the point is that after I saw the initial notification, as I sometimes do, I had a look at her bio. This led me to her website. Once there, I saw that she had just published her first novel and was immediately taken by its description. I decided to take a punt and bought the book from Amazon. The reason I mention all this is because I’d like to say that if you are an author, why not follow someone on Twitter; they may like what you do and without you ever saying a word – boom; you have a sale, a reader, and a fan. At least, that is what has happened with me.


So, what about the book? Amberlough is a spy thriller set in the fictional city of the title. There are two leads – Cyril, a gay police office and Aristide, his cabaret star lover. Neither of them are as pure as the driven snow and their lives get decidedly darker when a fascist political party called the One State Party (nicknamed the Ospies) wins an election to take control of Amberlough. The second half of the book, and particularly its final portion, is a true Dark Night of the Soul and Body for Cyril, Aristide and those close to them as the Ospies tighten their grip on power.

Amberlough draws its inspiration from multiple sources. John le Carré and Christopher Isherwood are very obvious models – Donnelly begins the book with quotations from their books (in the case of Isherwood it may be from the film Cabaret but lets credit him, anyway) – and in the case of le Carre is probably the reason I decided to take my punt as I love his books so much.

Amberlough owes a certain debt to the fantasy genre as well in that Donnelly doesn’t just tell a story but builds a world, one that not only has its own political structure and geography but colloquialisms as well. More on them in a moment. I am convinced that Aristide owes a little of himself to Anthony Blanche (Brideshead Revisited).

I’m sure I could go on but there’s no need. What is important is this: no matter how many wells Lara Elena Donnelly has drunk from, she has created a convincing and compelling world. Amberlough was originally meant to be a standalone novel. It’s encouraging that her publisher has recognised its value and commissioned two more books in the series.

I have to admit, though, reading the book wasn’t all plain sailing for me. Amberlough is rich in character, plot and language, and sometimes this made it to hard to keep up with it. I found keeping up with the characters’ use of colloquial terms most difficult to keep track of.

What I should have done is made a note of them as I read the book. More than that, though, I should have read it more regularly so that I didn’t read – forget – read – forget. I know better for next time – and, deo volente – there will be later in the year. I would very much like to read the book again so that I might pick up the details that I missed the first time round.

Was there anything I didn’t like the book? I think only the intrusion of one or two very obviously real life contemporary terms grated with me. Actually, there was just one: reaching out. This ugly phrase is, for me, still too new and ugly to fit into a novel set in an alternative universe. I assume that it has a more settled position in American English. (At this point, I have to admit that I did like the one Britishism that I spotted: the reference to a character’s flat rather than apartment).

Amberlough is a fun, intense, happy and dark, crazy and tragic read. After finishing it, I gave it an easy 8.5 out of 10 and still rate it that highly now. I think it is only available in hardback at the moment, but is worth whatever the hardback price is. When it comes out in paperback Amberlough will be even more worth its price. For now, though, thank you to L. E. Donnelly for giving Alexander the time of day and I look forward to book two next year.

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The Last of Us Pt.6

Sunday, 14th May 2017

I am writing these words on Wednesday, 17th May. I have to admit, I am really enjoying reading my tweets back and remembering what happened in the gaming session last weekend. Even though the session was sometimes quite a difficult one. Joel had to escape from the basement of a hotel with Infected (they whom I usually call zombies) after him, including the strongest of that ‘breed’, a bloater, who is very bad news to Joel’s health.

I really wanted to stay and fight but my lack of familiarity with the lay-out of the basement and the presence of the bloater meant that it was wiser to run, and run fast. So that’s what Joel did.

Eventually, he and Ellie escaped the hotel, and at the end, Ellie proved herself a hero by killing a baddie who was seconds away from killing Joel and took on the role of a sniper. The girl is only 14 but she is growing up fast.

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Ellie and Joel in the hotel bathroom: Last of Us Wikia

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The Last of Us Pt. 5

Saturday, 13th May 2017

According to the time stamp on the Storify tweets, I played The Last of Us today for an hour and a half. I thought it was just an hour. The time flew by.

The highlight of the session were definitely Ellie’s puns, closely followed by her reaction to Bill’s porn mag.

The session ended with Joel vs a gang of men who had holed out in a bookshop. That was a really tense fight as towards the end, Joel’s health went as low as it could without him dying. If I didn’t shoot the man hiding at the top of the stairs, Joel would be for it. Fortunately, I didn’t panic and managed to kill the enemy. Beardy Dude and Not Ellen Page lived for another session!

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Ellie and the porn mag: You Tube

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The Last of Us Pt. 4

Sunday, 7th May.

This session of tweeting n’ playing The Last of Us was really enjoyable – partly because Beardy Dude (AKA Joel) finally got a weapon he could really take the fight to the zombies with but mainly because of the little details of the game that make it so much more than just a kill-the-zombies slugfest.

Namely, the church building and Bill’s (and Ellie’s) sexuality. My tweet discussion about which church/denomination the church building belongs to is frivolous, really, but discovering Bill’s sexuality (and Ellie’s, although this happened when I watched John of thejhnfiles play the game) meant a lot to me personally because representation is important.

As I say in one tweet, it doesn’t need to be obvious and in your face, for me, it just being there is enough.

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Portrait of Bill: The Last of Us Wikia

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