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Strangers On A TrainGeoff Rymans EZI-ACCESS online novel goes off-line and undercover.by Line 253: The Print Remix, By Geoff Ryman, St. Martins Griffin, 366 pp., $14.95 (paper)
Heres what happens: The driver, Mr. Tahsin Celikbilekli, falls asleep, overshoots Elephant and Castle, and people die. And heres what Geoff Ryman does with this fictional scenario in 253 inside its timeframe of just seven-and-a-half minutes: 253 characters get exactly 253 words each (excluding headings and footnotes) divided into three sections: Outward appearance, Inside information, and What she (or he) is doing or thinking. Outward appearance is just that: notes on clothing, shoes, haircut, body type, body language, coloring, facial expression, lack of facial expression, along with any carry-ons (briefcase, party favors, whiskey, knife, tote bag, whatever). Helps you to decide if you want to read more about that particular person. You usually do. For example, Passenger 12, Car 1, Ms. Gina Horst: Looks either fed up or not quite awake. See, already youre hooked. Or Passenger 38, Car 1, Mr. Andre Stanley: White Levis jeans, white socks, black shoes, salt-and-pepper hair, healthy pink complexion. A young person into retro fashion would kill to know where Andre finds his clothes. (Hes an Episcopal priest.) Inside information goes deeper, offers key facts to support or contradict appearances: job info, ethnic background, income, family problems, work habits, connection to fellow passengers, outside interests, love life, mental state, moral fiber. Some passengers are very interesting. Others are not. (This is true.) What she (or he) is thinking or doing is again just that. Some are thinking positive thoughts. Others are up to no good at all. Some of them take decisive actions. Most of them simply sit and think. This category runs the gamut, from stomach activity, idle fiddling, and professional or personal entanglements to states of certifiable insanity. (The next time youre in traffic, see if you arent covering these very bases well inside seven-and-a-half minutes. Just dont go the way of Mr. Milton Richards: Jesus is telling Milton that he must kill his stepdaughter. Or a guy named Who: He thinks hes a pigeon.) And thats it, per passenger, per page, over several hundred pages, in a project the author began posting on the Internet in 1996 and thats seen its way into print as a remix and exercise in the alienation effect. But relax. As Ryman notes, THIS IS AN EZI-ACCESS NOVEL. Its reader-friendly. Compare it with other novels. Youll see the difference right away! Everything is clearly labeled. Each part is divided into the same, repeating sections. ... No more forgetting where you are! No more endless descriptions! ... [R]ead as much as you like, when you like. No assembly, no batteries required either. Maps, mock ads, bogus questionnaires, and authorial devices going as far back as Tristram Shandy included. And it comes with a bonus index of the characters for effortless cross-referencing, plus a closing chapter, The End of the Line, billed as Sensation and violence at last! Discover the horrible end of the carriage of your choice!!! You see what I mean by alienation effect. Whats harder for me to convey is the imagination and organization it took for Ryman to put this thing together, keep it together, and keep us from exiting early, say, at Waterloo or Lambeth North (as many passengers, in fact, do). 253s very randomness, its tediousness are as random and tedious as life, but at least its pages come in quick bursts and with the spirit of William Blake, who makes a ghostly appearance in an extended, especially lovely footnote to go with Passenger 134 in Car 4, Leon De Marco. Other footnotes arent as lengthy, arent half as poetic, but do deliver the goods even if theyre a bit off-track, as in the following note appended to Passenger 143, a woman who possesses the key to the Margaret Thatcher school of beauty constant maintenance: No one who has seen documentary footage of David Bowies final performance as Ziggy Stardust at the Hammersmith Odeon in 1973 can doubt his influence on Mrs. Thatcher. She appropriated Ziggys makeup and general air of warm androgyny. (The combination of Caligula eyes and Marilyn Monroe lips which Thatcher shares with Mick Jagger the author borrows from a physiognomic reading by Francois Mitterrand.) Theres more here than fancy footwork with footnotes, though, just as theres more than meets the eye to any life and particularly the lives led in 253. The art of the short-short story has just gone up a notch, and the newfound master is Geoff Ryman. If you doubt me, check with Passenger 148, a Miss Helen Thistlethwaite, or Passenger 197, one Jim Haigh, who prods the numb spot in his soul that doesnt want anything and fears for his future. n |