Since we appear to be working our way through the alphabet backwards on themes, and have now reached the letter "V", here we are.
Conrad, happy at reaching "V". Or is it sad? Kinda hard to tell TBH |
"V" (And Also "Vineland") By Thomas Pynchon
Anyone with any literary pretensions has to read TP: I'm afraid it's the law in America and heavily legally-implied in the rest of the world. V the novel is structured in a V, and ends in Valetta (Maltese capital), and is about - well, it jumps around in time and place, but concerns the search for the mysterious character V, who may - or may not - exist.
I have no idea what this is about. But it looks interesting |
Vineland is a lot easier to read, yet tricky to summarise. About California, really, and the Regan years, and the People's Republic of Rock and Roll, and Thanatoids**.
V
Not to be confused with the above novel, although that's exactly what Conrad did back in the mid-Eighties. You can guess how bitter his disappointment was.
It's about aliens who come apparently in peace, but who are really EVIL INVADERS, because nobody in the V-universe has ever read any science fiction stories nor apparently does Doctor Who or Star Trek exist in that reality, or they'd be a lot more sceptical.
Twenty years of Doctor Who meant Conrad = Not Surprised |
There was a remake, which Conrad will pretend never happened***.
"V For Vendetta" By Alan Moore
As a comic book snob I refer, of course, to the comic book, not the film, which I haven't seen and which Alan has (obviously!) castigated.
Don't be deceived by his cheerful grin This fella's steeped in darkest sin! And gin. Mustn't forget about the gin. |
The film's mask has taken on life of it's own and become a bit of a meme in it's own right.
V3 Vergeltungswaffe ("Vengeance Weapon")
This is an example of how Nazi Germany could get things staggeringly wrong. The idea was to have a super-long gun barrel that fired a fairly small shell. Arranged in sequence up the length of the barrel were secondary chambers that contained more explosive charges, the idea being that they would be detonated as the shell passed them, giving it enormous velocity when it finally exited the barrel.
The hand-cranked proto-prototype |
Vulnavia
I throw this lady's name into the mix on occasion, as if I were directing my hilariously witty and pithy remarks^ to an unseen observer - along the lines of "Yes, Victoria, There Is A Santa Claus". See what I mean, Vanessa?
She's not a real person, but a character from that hilarious black comedy "Doctor Phibes".
Vulnavia, demonstrating the lost art of Gramophone-Wrestling (I think) |
This is two things: a concept and a cleaning product.
The concept: performing an action with "vim" is to go at it, and then some. About the only thing that Conrad performs with vim is reading, drinking tea and mashing flies into smears with a flyswatter. Hopefully you get the idea.
The cleaning product: I am unsure if this still exists, and I'm not going out of my way to drive down to Royton at this time of night in disgusting weather to trawl the shelves of the Co-Op to find out. Okay?
Vim. Can be applied with vim. |
The Victor
Ah, the siren song of that comic from Conrad's youth! This was a weekly comic, the front page being in four-colours, that normally featured British Tommies getting the better of the Bally Hun or the Beastly Nips - you could get away with language like that in the Sixties. Sometimes they had cowboys, just to cleanse the jaded palate of their teenage readers.
He flew with Braddock. Who knew! |
NO! Not the planet. Hopefully Conrad is a little more creative than that. Venus the female pilot and crewmember from "Fireball XL-5", although Conrad always felt she was more on the M side.
Hot stuff in her day, and obviously modelled after Diana Dors |
Two V's for the price of one!
This was a British bomber of the First Unpleasantness, and a whopping big bird it was too.
|To give a sense of scale |
That's us at well over ONE THOUSAND WORDS. So I shall shut up for tonight.
* Modern-day Portugal, which is Arabic for "Orange", the fruit. Just so you know.
** Derived from "Thanatos", you know. Which is the Greek for "Death", as opposed to Eros. Just so you know.
*** It's my blog so they're my rules.
^ They ARE so!
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