Saturday, December 5, 2015

Of Molly and Wintermute . . .

Reading William Gibson is very much a hit or miss with me. When I read IDORU for the first time, I was completely blown away by his style of writing and his cyberpunk world. I then moved to another of his books and felt quite lost in it, as though I was not intelligent enough to "get" his words. However, the scales have shifted again as I read and completed Neuromancer. Despite the slimness of the novel, do not let that fool you. As I told several friends the other day, reading William Gibson is like eating bowl after bowl of yummy stew mixed with concrete. You want to keep eating while knowing that you are slowing down with every bite.

Okay, that sounded good in my head. Not so much when typed out. What do you expect?


Neuromancer is the tale of Case, a once time hacker who gets in trouble for hacking into the wrong system and as punishment, has his abilities burned out of him. He becomes a washed up junkie with nowhere to go in the matrix. However, once he meets Molly, a dark woman with knives for nails and eyes you don't want to stare into, he accepts a job he literally can't refuse. The cyber world he used to consider as home will soon become something far stranger than he ever dreamed of. All in the name of Wintermute. Neuromancer is sheer dark genius.

A while ago, I asked one of my publishers if cyberpunk was still "relevant" in our society. How can we read a sub genre that may no longer have a place within a society that has surpassed it? And yet, dear readers, I feel that cyberpunk is still relevant. Although we may have our smart phones, televisions that can basically tell you what shows to watch, video games that talk to you in "real time", cyberpunk is the answer of "What if we fully immersed into our computer world and it became our master?" Thankfully, (at least I HOPE so), we have not begun to call our computers Master. Thankfully, we do not live in a regime of Deus ex Machina. Wintermute, as much as I loved reading "his" enigmatic character, has not become a reality to us.

As I have stated before so many times, I do enjoy my occasional delve into cyberpunk, be it music, films, art, or books. I love the slick feel of the "world" - shiny leather and plastics that glow under a sky the "colour of television, tuned to a dead channel".

By the way, if any of you ever run into Wintermute, tell "him" that I 'm still searching. Any time "he's" ready.

As a final note, here's the song Martenot Waves by Meat Beat Manifesto from the Animatrix soundtrack - LOVE this song.

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