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Author Topic: Pseudopod 192: The Radejastians  (Read 10398 times)


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Reply #20 on: May 05, 2010, 08:30:19 PM
I don't know how much more clear I can be: if this was trying to invoke Slavic literature, it does so poorly.  There is nothing wrong with subtlety.  But there IS something wrong with being vague.  I, for one, believe modern-lit promotes vagueness and cleverness over story too much; this story falls right into that trap.

Again: I do not have anything against invoking a particular style, I just think this story does so poorly.

If that sounds familiar, it's because it's an argument you yourself have used before...!

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Reply #21 on: May 05, 2010, 10:06:11 PM
This thread is getting to the bleeding edge of heated debate and I do not have the words for how little inclination I have to police it.  Viewpoints vary.  Consider this the thread civility warning.


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Reply #22 on: May 06, 2010, 07:48:13 AM
Man, leave for a day and it all explodes.

Anyways, I liked this story.  The characters reminded me a bit of "A Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovich" which had the same passive character, experiencing the subtle horrors of the life he must endure, and, well, having a good day.

I didn't find this character flat at all.  Sure, he was outwardly flat, but his dark past left a lot to imagine and fill in for yourself.  The author didn't spoon feed you with details, but left them open to interpretation and imagination.  Granted, not everyone is going to like that sort of thing, but I did.

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Reply #23 on: May 06, 2010, 04:43:39 PM
Well written stuff.  I found it a bit on the subtle side.  There's a sweet spot in my mind between wondering what the heck is going on and feeling like I'm being hit over the head.  This story left me wondering a bit too much.  That said, I sure felt creeped out by the mood, and that is a very good thing.


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Reply #24 on: May 06, 2010, 11:43:11 PM
Count me among the confused.  I got the whole, foreign culture transplant motif, but ultimately, this one just descended into vagueness.  It failed to induce the creeping sense of horror of the un-named, I just couldn't buy the "normal world-view turned askew" idea (The Dark Level did this quite well IMHO), nor did it come straight out with a "BOO!"

This was more like sitting at my computer, hearing a spooky noise, one that gradually builds, and then I look over my shoulder and realize it's my friend wearing a sheet and saying "Woooooooooo!" 

Instead of "Wow!  Scary!",  I'm left with more of a feeling like:  "For goodness' sake, cut that out and put the sheet back in the laundry!"

I'm not sure what I was expecting, but whatever it was, this wasn't it.


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Reply #25 on: May 09, 2010, 06:45:11 PM
I had to listen to this one twice. It's the sort of story where casual comments made by the characters are supposed to clue you in to what is going on.

I think, it's partly about the all gods are/aren't the same comment made at the diner. Is this a different god? An aspect of the same god? I dunno. Personally, I felt this was left vague for a reason. Maybe he was the Anti-Christ?

The character's god was a bit like their families and had come over when the time was ripe and they were able to provide for it.

The narrator didn't know about his religion and wasn't able to tell he was engaging in a ritual to incarnate the god. Victor did. He went to kill the incarnation and was instead inhabited himself. What I felt was an interesting notion was that the interaction between the women and the waitress was a ritual--that it in some way replicated part of the ritual required to incarnate the god. Her eating the pancakes with the apple face of a god was part of the process.

I thought this was also a bit of a shout out to Lovecraft's The Festival with it's reference to a lonely man going back to the place of his ancestors to take part in an ancient festival around a solstice time.
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Reply #26 on: June 10, 2010, 09:43:35 PM
I liked the story and the reading. The reader actually did a good job with the dialog characterizations - usuall or nearly invariably I hate dialog voice characterizations but here they were actually good. I liked the prose and very much liked the pacing. I actually could really identify with the passive and somewhat synical but not bad hearted protaganist but for the life of me I can't figure out what happened once the two guys get to the house with the scarecrow and pumkin garbage bags.

Can anyone summarize for me what is going on in this final section?

BTW this story seemed to me to be set somewhere like Chicago with Romanian immigrants.


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Reply #27 on: June 10, 2010, 09:53:30 PM
I think they stumble on some sort of ritual and the one guy gets slammed into the ceiling by magic and killed.  I think.

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