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![]() Click for words events Future schlock FICTION REVIEW
Vancouver 2036. For the characters in Jim Munroe's latest book, "the
world is losing relevance." In "Everyone in Silico," Kinko's does
organic duplication, smog levels make gas masks commonplace as
umbrellas, holographic ads appear mid-air and "emorph" based on your
mood, and thugs with tattooed teeth pitch you the new line of marijuana
Marlboros at McDonald's, which boasts ninety-nine billion served.
But there's a way out. Opt for corporeal suspension and transfer
consciousness to Frisco, the crimeless cyber reality where you choose
your physical features and setting and never have to get sick or lose
loved ones. If you've heard this all before in "Vanilla Sky," you
haven't.
"Everyone in Silico" traces three storylines: the aged Eileen
fighting to rescue her grandson from Frisco; Doug, the has-been
information engineer who dreams of landing Self technology's Gold
Package Frisco plan; and Nicky, the gene-splicing hustler whose pack of
updated culture jammers attempts to reintroduce vegetation and wildlife
to Vancouver. All good genre work, whether otherworldly fantasy or
distant-future sci-fi, isn't about then and there but here and now,
and
as Munroe intersects the three storylines, we're left with a grim
understanding of how near we already are to Frisco. Obviously no one's
about to teleport anywhere anytime soon, but we've planted the seeds
of
the book's sweat camps, where Microsoft assigns Friscoans'
unconscious
bodies. While Munroe adorns the surface of "Everyone in Silico" with
alternate dimensions and digitized rhinoplasties, underneath he takes a
surgeon's lancet to the still-kicking corpse of e-culture. It's
almost
a shame Munroe writes within his genre. To the public he will remain a
Trekkie nerd more concerned with terminology than substance and the
hardcore will dis him--just as they did Bradbury--because a
character's
teleport didn't adhere to Avogardo's Law. Delete the "sci-fi" tag;
the man is a writer proper.
When Munroe last visited Chicago, he hit Quimby's to promote his
second book "Angry Young Spaceman," in which protagonist Sam teaches
English on planet Octavia. Instead of simply reading, Munroe presented
the same slide-show Sam watched before his trip, the event somehow
perfectly complemented by Quimby's shrieking fire alarm, triggered by
the faithful's cigarette exhaust. When he returns, Quimby's will
offer
whatever performance Munroe's engineered for his new book. According
to
Quimby's Website, "when (Munroe) finished the manuscript and saw how
many corporations got free ad space in his novel, he decided to invoice
them for product placement. When they failed to remit cheques, he wrote
Past Due letters, which he will be reading aloud at the launch for
'Everyone in Silico.'" Bring your own beer and enjoy Munroe, along
with Todd Dills, "the2ndhand" editor, who reads from his new fiction
collection, "For Weeks Above the Umbrella." Jim Munroe will be appearing at Quimby's, 1854 West North,
(773)342-0910, on November 29 at 8pm. Everyone in Silico
By Jim Munroe
Four Walls Eight Windows, $13.95, 256 pages
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