Not the Last about THE LAST OF US

Like the rest of the universal world, I loved episode 3 of The Last of Us, but (and this may be where the universal world and I part company) episode 4 reminded me of why I’m tepid about the show as a whole.  (Some spoilers follow.)

Poster for the HBO series THE LAST OF US. Pedro Pascal (playing Joel Miller) and Bella Ramsey (playing Ellie Williams) in the foreground; in the background a postapocalyptic landscape of city ruins.
“It’s Save the Cat! meets Night of the Living Dead!”
“Haven’t we made that already?”
“Yes, but not this year yet!”

We’ve seen this story before: a small band of heroes facing a postapocalyptic world. It reminds me of “Miri”, the old Star Trek episode; it reminds me of Night of the Living Dead and the shambling legions of its imitators; it reminds me of The Stand; it reminds me of too many stories that are too similar.

The difference between The Last of Us and those other stories, we are told, is the depth of the relationships, and to an extent I see that. But they’ve killed off what were, to me, the 3 most interesting characters in the series. What we’re left with is Joel Miller (played by Pedro Pascal) and Ellie Williams (played by Bella Ramsey). 

Ellie’s character has yet to become interesting to me. Apart from her MacGuffinny importance in the plot, she’s a standard-issue smart-mouth teen. Kids like that exist, but the snarky persona is a mask; they’ve got other things going on behind the mask. Ellie, in particular, should have a lot of other things going on: she’s suffered loss, cruelty, trauma, loneliness. Her love of shitty puns (“That’s not a swear-word, Helen; it’s an adjective of quality”) could be a way of deflecting attention from all those various issues. But they’re going to have to show us more of what’s going on behind the mask or I’m never going to become invested in that character.

Pascal’s character is easier for me to connect with, partly because Pascal is the actor and I’m a fan, also because he’s an older male father-figure, which maps onto parts of my identity. We’ve also gotten more of his story, including his mixed feelings about some of it.

But much of episode 4 was about negotiating this post-apocalyptic landscape, not even in a way that makes sense. You’d necessarily want to avoid highways and other roads leading into cities; they’d be guaranteed to be blocked by wreckage and dead automobiles. But our heroes drive right into one of these traps, with predictable consequences. So, for me, there’s some frustration mixed in with the overfamiliarity.

I’m not ready to give up yet, but… almost halfway through the first season, I’m still not sure this show is worth the time I’m spending on it.

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Southbound

Typo of the day is soughtward (for an intended southward). Seems like it ought to mean something—“in the direction of seeking”, maybe.

“He never found what he was seeking soughtward; he only found it when he stopped looking.”

Or maybe a soughtward is one who guards the object of a quest.

“Before you can reach the Thing-Unreachable you must confront the Seven Soughtwards of the Questing Path.”

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Goa, Going, Gone

I was scrolling through an electronic edition of a venerable Latin dictionary, which is a totally normal thing to do, and I was brought up short by the entry for superstitio: “excessive fear of the goas; unreasonable religious belief.”

I was stunned. A lifetime of studying the ancient world had left me unfamiliar with the goas. I knew Goa as a place name from South Asia, but not at all in a Roman context. I imagined the goae as shadowy froglike beings, made of stone, dwelling in darkness, watching those that live with cruel crystalline eyes. It was hard to say how much fear of them would be unreasonable.

Then my philological skills kicked in and I realized: “Oh. It’s just a typo for gods.” These things happen.

Still, I like those goae that my own latent superstitio conjured up. Maybe they’ll appear in a Morlock story.

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Pancreas Crisis!

It’s probably time for me to reveal here that I was hospitalized last week for acute pancreatitis, cause not fully understood. The pangs started late on MLK jr Day and D hauled me to the hospital early the next morning. 

I spent most of the week in the Wood County Hospital, narcotized to the eyebrows, receiving a steady fluid drip and antibiotics to treat the sepsis that became evident on the second day. I escaped from the den on ill-health on Saturday morning and am gradually resuming my human shape and readying myself to resume the pleasures and duties of life. 

As scientific and historical proof of these events, I attach my major triumph from Wednesday: a popsicle, the first thing I’d eaten in days.

an old man whose hair has apparently never been combed sits in a hospital gown and holds aloft in weary triumph a half-eaten popsicle

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The Road to Amber

I try to fight my internal hype machine when I hear about my favorite books being adapted to the screen. But: this seems like incredibly good news.

Hweadline of the VARIETY story; illustration is headshot od Colbert.
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To Peeve or Not to Peeve?

That’s easy. Don’t be a language peever. It generally violates Wheaton’s Law and there’s always the danger of exposing one’s own ignorance of language.

A sign with "STOP" text in a "cancel" logo of an upheld hand. There is text on the side in a number of ideogrammatic languages, and a line in English: "Please do not anything".
“… in the name of love!”

Well, easier said than done for some of us. People who write are also frequently in the business of teaching writing (which seems cruel, but there it is) and—no matter how descriptivist they are by temperament—they have to develop prescriptive standards so that they can distribute Fs in a principled manner. Anyway, writers must edit their own writing, or content themselves with looking like an idiot, and prescriptivism creeps in that way. There’s no escape, except to restrict one’s self-expression to TikTok dancing videos.

How to distinguish a valid prescriptive principle from mere peeving? Feelings, I think.

The cover of the Brazilian edition of Morris Albert's 1975 release "Feelings".

If you feel very strongly some language expression is wrong and that nobody should write or talk that way, but can’t properly articulate why, that’s almost certainly a mere peeve of yours that you should get over.

There are a bunch of pseudo-reasons that peevers use to conceal from others and themselves that their objection is unprincipled and rests on mere authority (e.g. their own ego, or their memory of their 5th grade teacher Ms. Whatshername, or Fowler, etc). Chief among these is “clarity”; peevers like to insist that language is unclear unless it abides by their dictates. But a certain amount of ambiguity is inherent in language, and understanding generally requires some kind of good-faith effort on the part of the speaker/writer, but also the listener/reader. If you, as the reader, candidly assess that the piece of language is reasonably clear, then turn on the peever and cast them into the outer darkness where there shall be wailing and gnashing of teeth–even if the peever is part of yourself. If thy peeve offend thee, pluck it out.

These comments come to you courtesy of a New Yorker essay where a capable and self-aware writer pursues his objection to a type of expression without ever coming to grips with a valid reason why he objects to it. Nothing could be more futile–except someone objecting to someone who objects to something without valid reason for his objection… which is what I’m doing, I guess.

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The Strife of Camlann

Mordred vs. Arthur (by Arthur Rackham).

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Video From Different, Better World

https://mobile.twitter.com/BadLipReading/status/1610802268416380928

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BANG! BANG! You’re alive.

I’m really digging the ATA Records catalog on Bandcamp. SINCE YOU ASK

https://thejoetattontrio.bandcamp.com/track/bang-bang-boogaloo

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Sky Beasts of the Deep Past!

Some interesting stuff at the Grauniad today. “Ancient writing system” is something of a misnomer. It seems to be a lunar calendar, with relevance for ancient astronomy.

 Amateur archaeologist uncovers ice age 'writing’ system. ‘Lunar calendar’ found in caves may predate equivalent record- keeping systems by at least 10,000 years
Photo of cave art in Lascaux. Caption: "Some markings appeared to record the mating cycles of local animals."

https://www.theguardian.com/science/2023/jan/05/amateur-archaeologist-uncovers-ice-age-writing-system

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