Song of Ice and Fire

Upon reflecting the end of yet another semester, I was talking with one of my friends about my 21st century fantasy seminar and this reminded him to inform me of some good news. Apparently HBO has recently ordered a new series that will be adapted from A Song of Ice and Fire, the first of the series being A Game of Thrones. Casting is now in order. Who else is excited?

Precursor to The Village

The young-adult novel mentioned in class that shares plot elements with M. Night Shyamalan's 2004 movie The Village is Running Out of Time by Margaret Peterson Haddix, published in 1995.

Moorcock on Tolkien, Lewis and company

"Epic Pooh," an infamous anti-J.R.R. Tolkien, anti-C.S. Lewis screed by the great British fantasist Michael Moorcock, written in 1978, can be found in its entirety here, at Revolution SF. An excerpt:

I sometimes think that as Britain declines, dreaming of a sweeter past, entertaining few hopes for a finer future, her middle-classes turn increasingly to the fantasy of rural life and talking animals, the safety of the woods that are the pattern of the paper on the nursery room wall. Old hippies, housewives, civil servants, share in this wistful trance; eating nothing as dangerous or exotic as the lotus, but chewing instead on a form of mildly anaesthetic British cabbage. If the bulk of American sf could be said to be written by robots, about robots, for robots, then the bulk of English fantasy seems to be written by rabbits, about rabbits and for rabbits.