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Oct 06
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Anansi Boys is at the top of the Entertainment Weekly best selling fiction chart, knocking off Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince.

Salon posted mp3s of the SciFi Channel/Seeing Ear productions of Murder Mysteries (with Brian Dennehy) and Snow Glass Apples (with Bebe Neuwirth)on October 3rd.

Salon’s Laura Miller reviewed Anansi Boys on September 28th.

The Onion A.V. Club’s Tasha Robinson reviewed Anansi Boys on October 5th.

The San Francisco Bay Guardian notes that the Cartoon Art Museum (655 Mission St., San Francisco) is featuring the art of Sandman as part of an exhibition called “Gross, Gruesome and Gothic”; the exhibition will be open until March 12, 2006.

Oct 06

From the October 4th Minneapolis City Pages:

After nearly 14 years in the greater metro, Neil Gaiman has us sussed.

“Minneapolis isn’t so small that everyone knows everyone else,” he says, settling into an old stenographer’s chair in the back room of Dreamhaven Books, where several stacks of volumes wait for his autograph. “But you don’t have to be here long to realize that everyone in theater knows everyone in theater, the writers know all the other writers, everybody used to be musicians–and they’ve all had sex with each other.”

Clad in his usual head-to-toe black, his rock star coif showing the faintest trace of gray, the 45-year-old writer faces a busy autumn, anchored by U.S. and U.K. signing tours in support of the newly published trans-dimensional comedy of manners, Anansi Boys.

The new work features a crucial cameo from Mr. Nancy, the dandyish human manifestation of West African trickster god Anansi who first appeared in 2001′s American Gods. Otherwise, however, Anansi has little in common with its predecessor.

American Gods was meant to make people think,” he says, taking a sip of tea, “and to be a road trip, a long wild ride. And you’re supposed to come out of it thinking, ‘Oh my God, that’s over and I’m not the same person I was when I started reading that book.’ With Anansi Boys, I’m perfectly happy if you’re exactly the same person you were when you started it. I just want you to get that feeling you get coming out of a great Shakespeare comedy or whatever, feeling the world is right and things have worked out as they were meant to.”

Gaiman isn’t exactly the person he was when he started writing the book in 2003, after a meningitis attack led him to recuperate at friend’s home in Florida. He’s been seeing a personal trainer in preparation for the U.S. reading and signing tour that ends at the Mall of America on October 10. “It’s not the hours that get to you,” he says, “but the simple fact of signing your name for six hours straight. I find myself drawing, adding little doodles, which people think is really nice of me. They don’t realize that I’m just trying to introduce a little variety into the routine, to keep my muscles from cramping up.”

Neither tours nor Mirrormask, the new film scripted by Gaiman and directed by long-time collaborator Dave McKean, can stop the fabulist from dwelling in the future. After finishing at Camp Snoopy (he also plans to read at Dreamhaven after he gets back from England), Gaiman will spend a few days with his family before rushing off to the set of Robert Zemeckis’ Beowulf, for which he co-wrote the script.

“I’m allowed to say that it has Anthony Hopkins, Ray Winstone, Crispin Glover, Robin Wright Penn, Brendan Gleason,” he says. “I’m not allowed to say any of the other people until their names get leaked from other sources. Beowulf is scheduled for 2007 release, as are two other page-to-screen projects–Death, an adaptation of his Sandman comic, and Coraline, based on his like-titled children’s book. “2007 is going to look a lot like now. You won’t be able to move without bumping into a fucking Neil Gaiman movie and people will think I was incredibly busy in early 2007. In actual fact, it’s nine years worth of stuff coincidentally all coming out at the same time.”
–Rod Smith

Oct 06
Feature – Toronto Eye
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From the October 6th Toronto Eye:

Neil Gaiman’s new book Anansi Boys, his publisher took out a full-page colour ad in the New York Times. “The wait is over,” the copy crowed. “The master storyteller and New York Times best-selling author of American Gods is back.” Tucked below the columnar type was a black and white photo of Gaiman, his hair dishevelled, gazing forlornly behind a half-smile.

It’s the way Gaiman feels these days, overwhelmed by stardom. “I think this will be the last book tour like this,” he says wearily from his hotel room in Denver, stop seven on a reading tour that will span 16 cities in 21 days. (He’s in Toronto this Saturday, Oct. 8, at the Bloor Street United Church.) “I’m sort of realizing it doesn’t quite work any more. It works if you have 75-300 people a night, not when you have 600-800 a night. It’s hard to make everyone happy.”

Gaiman, it seems, is a victim of his ambition. At 44, the macabre Englishman defies all boundaries. Besides comics and novels, he has written nightmarish children’s books and darkly surreal screenplays. In the same week that Anansi Boys is scampering up best-seller lists, his film MirrorMask, directed by his long-time collaborator Dave McKean, is opening in theatres, while filming begins on his adaptation of Beowulf, a new movie with Crispin Glover and Anthony Hopkins. Yet somehow Gaiman is still compelled to prove himself.

“When I wrote American Gods,” he says of his previous novel, “I was trying intentionally not to structure it like a movie. The structure of it was all over the place — that was part of the fun. But then people thought I couldn’t write any other way.” He wrote Anansi Boys in part to silence his critics.

In truth, there have been few dissenting voices since Gaiman came to prominence in the 1990s with Sandman, the elegiac serial he wrote for DC comics. Sandman was a lyrical tangle of myth and magic, where Death took the form of a spunky teenage girl and Desire and Despair were scheming siblings. It sent shivers through the industry with its epic imagination, and picked up readers and accolades by the busload: one issue, No. 19, was the first comic book to win the World Fantasy Award for best short story, preceding Maus’ march into literary circles by two years. (In 2003, the Sandman collection Endless Nights became the first graphic novel to make the New York Times’ best-seller list.)

Gaiman ended Sandman in 1996. Though the comic was still selling furiously, Gaiman had become bored with it. “By the time I was done with Sandman, I definitely didn’t feel as challenged as when I’d started,” he admits. “I didn’t get to be Frank Miller or Alan Moore, but I got to be a reasonably good Neil Gaiman.”

It was the last thing he wanted to be, and he sought a new vessel for his mythic nocturnes: the prose novel. “Writing a book is lonelier and slower than writing comics,” Gaiman says. “The joy of comics is that you have somebody to talk to. What you’re writing isn’t what anybody reads, it’s a letter to an artist. There’s immediate gratification as you start getting feedback on it.” He had to wait for his debut novel, 1997′s Neverwhere, to start climbing the best-seller lists before he could enjoy the payoff.

Anansi Boys too is rooted in frustration, despite its breezy charm. It was fed by a grudge Gaiman held since co-authoring the screwball Good Omens with Terry Pratchett in 1990. Readers, accustomed to Gaiman’s gothic tenor, assumed the jokes were all Pratchett’s. “That irritated me enormously,” Gaiman says, “and it made me think, ‘Fuck it, I’m going to write a funny book.’”

It took him 15 years to redress the slight. Set in the same Empyreal milieu as American Gods, Anansi Boys tempers its black magic with subtle British wit. “As I began writing the book, I realized, rather to my surprise, I had [the humour] all along, rather like Dorothy at the end of The Wizard of Oz.”

And like Dorothy, Gaiman knows there’s no place like home. He returned to comics in 2003 with the miniseries Marvel 1602, which transposed the Marvel universe to the Elizabethan era and proved he wasn’t yet finished with the format. “What I’m really drawn to,” he says, “is the mix.” Underwritten by a massive, unyielding fan base, Gaiman is free to hop between genres, between markets, between media. Success has its perks.
–Guy Leshinski

Oct 06

From the October 6th Georgia Straight:


Who is Neil Gaiman?

He’s a writer, but you’re forgiven if you didn’t know. “If people know who I am and what I do, odds are they’ve read something by me and they liked it,” he suggests. “Occasionally, they’ve read something by me and they hate it.” Gaiman has been writing for some time and has tackled pretty much every mode you can think of. He started off as a journalist, segued into comics, and after gaining a bit of a reputation, ended up working in radio plays, television, film, and, of course, books.

Not many writers can make a decent living at their profession. Gaiman can, but it wasn’t always thus.

“When you first start out, you have no money, you have no work, but you have infinite time.” Gaiman is explaining his triangle philosophy of life, which articulates how difficult it is to balance the trio of work, money, and time. “Now I’m in a position where I have as much money as any human being could sanely want,” he continues. “The work is anything I want to do as bounded by time.”

I can hear Gaiman italicize the words as he speaks. He’s on the phone at home in Minneapolis, where he moved his family years ago. Like other British writers, he is distinguished by his accent, his vocabulary, and the cadence and precision of his speech. Although unable to see Gaiman as we talk, I am confident he is dressed in black. Dave McKean, friend and frequent Gaiman collaborator, claimed in an e-mail to the Georgia Straight that on their first meeting Gaiman was already wearing black exclusively. He has a bit of a goth streak. “What I really want is rubbery time.” Gaiman is trying to find a way to have enough money, work, and time to satisfy. “So you could lean on it a bit and get 12-day weeks, 48-hour days, and maybe the occasional 700-day year.”

At one time, Gaiman’s claim to fame was as the author of the Sandman comic series. With friends like Alan Moore and Clive Barker, Gaiman had strong influences and mentors starting out, and his comics became part of the canon of the postmodern era of that art form. Gaiman’s fame these days has a broader base.

“There is no distinguishing mark or feature by which I can identify my fans,” Gaiman says. ‘A few of them stand out because they are gorgeous and dressed in flowing black things and have wonderful hair and makeup and strange tattoos, but…’ Now Gaiman’s fans are as likely to be schoolteachers and grandmothers as the goths who discovered him through Sandman.

“In the beginning, comics readers drove the engine,” Gaiman says. Now the Sandman comics are driven into reprints by the success of other projects like his children’s books and his novels American Gods and the newly released Anansi Boys.

Anansi Boys is a witty weave of humour, fan­tasy, and family plots. “Its sole purpose is to amuse,” Gaiman confesses. “I wanted to write a book that would have its fair share of darkness but would use that darkness as a condiment.”

American Gods was grey in terms of mood and atmosphere, in terms of concreteness and intention. Anansi Boys is contrasty, more black-and-white. In American Gods, the concepts of good and evil blurred in the characters. Not so in Anansi Boys, where the good guys wear black and the bad guys wear white and when you put them together in a room, complications ensue.

If American Gods was Gaiman’s Bleak House, then what does that make Anansi Boys? “Probably the Pickwick Papers, if one’s doing Dickens,” Gaiman muses. The lightness in Anansi Boys is refreshing, as much of Gaiman’s earlier work was full of melancholy and despair. He hasn’t been afraid to get morbid and transgressive, either. He’s a latent goth, after all, and was one of the first mainstream comic writers allowed to deal with seriously adult themes. Where does that melancholy come from? “Mostly, I think, it comes from being a human being,” he says. “I’ve never met anybody who is just one thing. I would hate to create a world in which there is nothing but despair and melancholy and bleakness.”

Here’s the thing about Gaiman: he’s a nice guy. He’s easygoing well-meaning. He genuinely cares about people. (“He cares about his audience and about his creations,” McKean writes.) You get the sense that he’d give you the shirt off his back, as long as you don’t mind wearing black. In a recent New York visit, Gaiman read at a benefit event to save the infamous CBGB nightclub, which has been evicted by its landlord. Gaiman readily becomes a champion for anti-censorship and free-speech projects. After participating in a fundraiser for the Comic Book Legal Defense Fund, Gaiman conceived of a similar campaign for the First Amendment Pro­ject, a nonprofit organization in the U.S. pledged to “protect and promote freedom of information, expression, and petition”.

Nineteen authors-ranging from Rick Moody and Dorothy Allison to John Grisham and Stephen King-auctioned off an opportunity for a fan to name a character in an upcoming book. It’s not only a great fundraising idea; it gives those of us who like to keep score the chance to see how writers compare with each other. The winning bid for the King book went for US$25,100, Amy Tan went for $3,338.88, and Gaiman went for $3,383, which suggests that although Gaiman isn’t as famous as King, he’s a little more famous than Tan.

In July, Gaiman zoomed through Southeast Asia on a tour sponsored by the British Council. More than 3,000 people showed up to see him in Manila on the first day. King might win a higher price, but there is something about Gaiman’s work, be it in comics or books, that crosses cultures.

But when asked to talk about what that something is, rather than mouthing eloquent words about the nature of myth and Joseph Campbell and the collective unconscious, Gaiman hesitates, and then starts talking about how he was one of the first bloggers and how surprised he was to find that 10,000 people from Singapore were visiting his Web site.

“But Neil,” I ask, “why are there 10,000 Singaporeans coming to your site?” “I’m not sure why there shouldn’t be,’ he responds.

It’s not that he’s reluctant; I’m not sure he knows that there is a something. But there must be. Because Amy Tan wouldn’t draw 3,000 people to a reading in Manila.

Part of what makes Gaiman unique is indeed his Web site, http://www.neilgaiman.com/, where he has been keeping a daily journal since 2001, before the publication of American Gods. “I thought it would be interesting to document the processes behind the scenes of getting a book published,” he says. “And then by the time I was done, it was September and I didn’t feel like stopping. I was enjoying it.”

Another aspect of Gaiman’s repertoire that explains his popularity is that he works in so many media.

“The thing that keeps me awake and interested,” Gaiman says, “is I keep going off and doing things I can’t do very well so that I can find out how they work.”

“It’s so much more interesting,” he says. “I love not having anything to prove. I love not having to compete with myself.”

After he got good at comics, he decided to try writing novels, which he obviously has the hang of: Anansi Boys reads with ease, and you get the sense that it was with equal ease that Gaiman wrote it. (Readers agree. It debuted on the most recent New York Times bestseller list at No. 1.) He started from scratch again as a children’s author. And now, film.

In September, the Hollywood Reporter claimed that Gaiman is perhaps “the most-optioned author in Hollywood who has yet to have any of his work translated to the big screen”. Virtually everything Gaiman has written has been optioned, but thus far nothing has actually been produced.

He’s had more success writing directly for the screen. He was the only writer other than creator J. Michael Straczynski to script an episode of Babylon 5 in its final seasons, and he penned the English-language script for Japanese animation legend Hayao Miyazaki’s Princess Mononoke. The Beowulf project he and Roger Avary have written for director Robert Zemeckis is in production now. And this fall sees the release of MirrorMask. Designed and directed by Dave McKean, the film was written by Gaiman from a story the two crafted in collaboration.

They have a long history together, and it seems that they matured into the artists they are today by each other’s side. They met in London in 1986 during the planning of a new comic anthology (a project that never materialized). Gaiman was a journalist; McKean was completing art college. They both aspired to work in comics, ended up working together on Violent Cases, and haven’t stopped since.

McKean has designed and produced the covers for every Sandman comic book, and the two have collaborated on a number of projects, including the graphic novel Signal to Noise and the children’s books The Wolves in the Walls and The Day I Swapped My Dad for Two Goldfish. They complement each other in the same way as Bernie and Elton, George and Gracie, Fred and Ginger, Batman and Robin. In coming up with the story for MirrorMask, McKean and Gaiman holed up inside the London flat Jim Henson used to reside in. Although being surrounded by Henson memorabilia was inspiring, the project required a change in how the two were used to working together.

In the past, Gaiman would write something and send it to McKean. Not this time.

“We worked out the story and the script together,” McKean said in his e-mail, “and this caused a good deal of friction for the first time in our working relationship.” At one point, the difference in creative opinion seemed as though it couldn’t be solved.

“We tossed a coin,” McKean admitted. “We have a couple of working rules,” he continued. “Whoever cares the most, wins. And, if it’s the pictures, I have final cut; if it’s the words, Neil does.”

Gaiman will have no one but himself (and a legion of fans) to answer to with the film version of Death: The High Cost of Living, his three-issue comic miniseries. The project languished at Warner Bros. for a time but has found a new home at New Line. Gaiman expects to head into preproduction on the film he has written, and will also direct, in March.

Who is Neil Gaiman? He’s a writer. And a human being who is equal parts goth, samaritan, and postmodernist. His writing, whether in the form of comic, novel, or script is as much about the nature of stories and storytellers as about the stories themselves.

The theme Gaiman discovered in the years he was composing the Sandman stories-which he refined with projects like Neverwhere and American Gods, and which resonates clearly in Anansi Boys­-is that the stuff of myth, of story, surrounds us, if we choose to see it.
–Blaine Kyllo

Oct 06

From the October 6th Metro:

He’s got one movie in theatres and more on the way and yet another No. 1 book on the New York Times bestsellers list.

Neil Gaiman’s life is good.

The 44-year-old author of American Gods, Neverwhere, Coraline and the landmark Sandman comic book series hits Toronto on Saturday for a reading and signing in support of his latest effort, Anansi Boys.

But first he talked to Metro’s Books Editor Jonathan P. Kuehlein about the new novel, making movies, his comic book future and how to tell if something’s truly funny.

Metro: What is it about the relationship between humans and gods that interests you?

NG: “I think it’s mostly because you can do an awful lot with gods. I think they’re sort of hardwired into the human psyche.

“We’ve had stories about them. They are in some ways special and in some ways they’re us – only they’re us magnified. It’s that power of magnification you can use.

Metro: It seems like this connection between humans and gods has been a running theme with your stories (American Gods, Anansi Boys, Sandman).

NG: “Since I’ve been writing for 20 years, I’ve written so many different things now that anything I do more than once, people can now go, ‘Well, I’ve noticed all of your books are variants on Alice In Wonderland’ or ‘all of your books have gods in them’ or ‘explain the preponderance of cats in your work’ and it’s all true.

“(Often) it just seems like a nice way of telling that particular story.

“Now I guess that means gods are off limits for a couple of years and I’ll have to do something else.

Metro: From where did you draw the inspiration for Anansi Boys?

NG: “I made it up out of my head.

“And also I’ve always loved Anansi stories, I always loved trickster stories and it seemed like a very good place to start.

Metro: Is it fair to call Anansi Boys a sequel to American Gods?

NG: “No, not in any way. It would probably be fairer, but much more complicated, to say that American Gods borrowed a character from a novel that I had not yet written as a special guest star.

Metro: Did you enjoy writing something with a little bit lighter tone?

NG: “I did, but I found out very rapidly why a lot of comedy writers work in pairs. That’s why it was very easy doing Good Omens with Terry Pratchett – you can tell in a second if something’s funny or not because the other guy laughs.

“When it’s just you, you have to go by your own tastes. And if you’re having a particularly gloomy sort of day, when nothing seems funny, but you’re writing a funny book anyway, it can start to come out sort of jaundiced.

Metro: And yet, you found your funny place.

NG: “I think it’s funny. I hope so. And I hope it’s more than that. I wanted to write something that was funny, but was also scary, was a screwball comedy, but also had magic in it and weirdness and that also got to say things that were big and honest about families and people.

Metro: It’s a bit hard to put your finger on, isn’t it?

NG: “It is. But that best thing right now about being me, and writing books, is that nobody expects me to do anything anymore. None of my books have been like the other ones. It’s not as if anybody expects me to write Neverwhere, Neverwhere Again, More Neverwhere or more American Gods or even more Sandman, it’s just whatever I’m going to do and people seem very cool with that.

Metro: Is it nice to be of the stature you are where people will buy anything you write sight unseen?

NG: “It’s a double-edged sword.

“It’s like writing a short story. When I was a young man and I wrote a short story and it was accepted, I would be thrilled because nobody knew who I was and if they wanted to print the short story it was because they really liked it.

“Now, I’m Neil Gaiman. Which means if I do a short story for an anthology that’s asked for one, I can turn in the most terrible piece of garbage and they’d still print it because they can put my name on the cover.

“But it’s also lovely having an audience. That’s the best bit – that there’s people out there who want to read what I want to write.

Metro: There’s a great running gag in Anansi Boys about a lime. Are you expecting people to be turning up with limes at your book readings?

NG: “Actually there was one reading I did in Chicago a few weeks ago where they’d given me a bowl of limes on the table for decoration.

“So I gave them to people who seemed to particularly need their own lime.

Metro: How are you feeling as Mirrormask is set to debut in wide release (it came out on Sept. 30)?

NG: “It was always a very small movie. It was never initially meant to even appear in cinemas – the idea was this tiny little direct-to-DVD thing. They gave us $4 million to make it, which is four minutes of the Beowulf film (he wrote the screenplay for and is currently executive producing).

“I love that it went to Sundance (Film Festival), which nobody expected since they don’t take children’s movies and they don’t take fantasy movies.

Metro: What has the experience of working on Beowulf been like so far?

“It’s done for me. They’ve started shooting.

“Now I’m very much looking forward to going to the set – well it’s not really a set, it’s just a big room (the actors are being shot against green screen and the rest will be added digitally).

“I’m very much looking forward to going to the big room and seeing all the props made out of wire-mesh.

Metro: Any thoughts on any more of your work being turned into films?

“It seems like everything is. Coraline is being turned into a film now.

“Film aren’t terribly high on my list of importances. A book is much more important to me than a film.

“It’s much more fun to make a film, though.

Metro: Why is that?

NG: “Because there’s lots of other people around.

“Novels are incredibly solitary. You spend however long you’re working on the novel on your own.

Metro: Your next book is going to be for children. What’s it going to be about?

NG: “Graveyards.”

Metro: It was revealed recently that your next Marvel Comics’ project is going to be Eternals. Are you excited about that?

NG: “I’m not excited, but interested and looking forward to it.”

Metro: What is it about those characters that interests you?

NG: “I’ve never written immortals in that way.

“What really fascinates me about that is people being alive over enormous spans of time and what that would mean.

“It seems like a really fun place to start. Any comic book plans beyond that?

“It’ll be Sandman’s 20th anniversary reasonably soon.

Metro: Ugh. You just made me feel old.

NG: “At a recent signing, I had a beautiful adult woman come up to me the other day – and by adult I mean 28, 29, 30 – and say ‘I’ve been reading your work since the eighth grade’

Metro: “All of the sudden I felt, not only old, but scarily old.

NG: “But since it is going to be 20 years soon, I think I’ll do something to go along with that.

Metro: Do you have something in mind?

NG: “I think whatever it will be will be completely different (from the bestselling Sandman: Endless Nights).

“It might be nice just to do a Sandman comic for the first time in ages.
–Jonathan P. Kuelhein

Not surprising, the last revelation was the lead in today’s Comics Buyer’s Guide newsletter.

Oct 06

From the October 5th National Post:

The world is strewn with self-pitying accounts of the dreadful slogs of rock bands on tour, but when Neil Gaiman gave up performing music at an early age, he didn’t envision that the life of a travelling author could be even less enviable. Signing books till 1 a.m., leaving the hotel five hours later, giving media interviews in the morning, and performing and signing sometimes twice per day, with nary a day off.

Nonetheless, at 10:30 a.m. and on the phone from his San Francisco hotel, Gaiman announces that he feels “wonderful.” It seems he has one overriding consolation: his new novel, Anansi Boys, has just debuted at No. 1 on the New York Times Bestseller List.

“It is astonishing,” he offers. “I’m looking at this [list] going, ‘Oh my gosh! Dan Brown is trampled in the dust of my feet! E.L. Doctorow is weeping bitter tears right now. Salman Rushdie and Candace Bushnell are huddled together in the lower reaches of the list.’ It’s silly. It’s strange. It’s wonderful. It’s weird. It’s very cool, though.”

The 44-year-old author, who was born in Portchester, England, but lives in Minneapolis, became a cult success in the late ’80s with the publication of the first Sandman comics, which he scripted; now, his career has reached a tipping point. Not only is Anansi Boys conjuring magic in bookstores across the world, but the Jim Henson Pictures movie Mirrormask, which he wrote in collaboration with Sandman artist Dave McKean, has just opened in U.S. theatres, and three more movies based on his works are slouching their way towards Hollywood to be born.

“I think I am a cult author,” Gaiman maintains, “but it’s an enormous cult. I still exist in this weird world where it’s very, very binary. It’s either ‘Neil Gaiman? Who’s he?’ or ‘Neil Gaiman? Oh my God, I can’t believe you know him; he’s my favourite author.’”

For those unfamiliar with the exponentially growing Gaiman oeuvre, Anansi Boys provides a welcome introduction. All of his familiar themes and situations are in place:

These include ordinary people who become embroiled in extraordinary circumstances, mystic connections between people and places, bizarre dreamscapes where psychic battles are waged, and a preoccupation with the importance of stories — whether delivered as folktales, myths, legends or songs. It’s set in the same milieu as Gaiman’s Hugo and Nebula award-winning 2001 novel, American Gods, in which the United States plays host to the undercover incarnations of gods in which its various immigrants once believed.

However, while American Gods was a bizarre and often disturbing read, Anansi Boys is a twisted comedy in which the spider-god Anansi dies while singing karaoke in Florida, leaving his two sons, Fat Nancy and Spider, to come to terms with their legacy.

“I wanted to do that thing I get from a P.G. Wodehouse novel or a Shakespeare comedy,” says Gaiman. “Just the feeling of wonderful endings, and everybody getting what they deserve.”

Along the way, Gaiman makes a number of droll asides to the reader, such as that “each person who ever was or is or will be has a song.” Fat Nancy has a great singing voice, but fears karaoke because of his shameless and embarrassing father. Gaiman admits to a similar misgiving; when he was playing in a punk band at age 15, he recalls, “We were playing at a party, and somebody threw a beer can and opened my chin, and I got taken up to a hospital in an ambulance. That really was the last time I sang in front of an audience.”

These days, Gaiman confines his public appearances to readings. His current signing tour, he admits, might be his last: “There’s a level at which I don’t really know how we get this to work as a signing tour, because there are just too many people. Which I feel kind of weird about, because I built it all on the basis of having incredibly nice fans.”

He refuses, however, to consider using the Unotchit, the remote mechanical book-signing apparatus being developed by Margaret Atwood. “I can imagine that would actually be worse,” he says, “talking to 700 people through a video link while writing, ‘For Dorothy, in memory of that night of passion in Paris, 1932′ in their books, and it being reproduced on the other side — and [the signing] is still going on for six or seven hours.”

It seems inevitable that Gaiman will have to change his tours to readings only; after all, his cult seems about to explode into a full-blown religion. Expect Robert Zemeckis’s US$100-million adaptation of the script Gaiman and director Roger Avary wrote for Beowulf to hit screens sometime in the next year or two, complete with “the dragon fight to end all dragon fights.” Henry Selick (The Nightmare Before Christmas) is directing an adaptation of Gaiman’s children’s novel, Coraline, while Terry Gilliam’s long-awaited movie of Good Omens, the wildly funny apocalyptic novel which Gaiman published with Terry Pratchett in 1990, is back on track after funding woes stalled it in 2002.

“I thought it was dead,” admits Gaiman, “but apparently it was simply lying in a glass coffin surrounded by dwarves, and it may well come out.”

The world of film, apparently, will exert a reciprocal influence on his next writing project, a “scary” novel for children, to be called The Graveyard Book. “It’s about a kid who gets brought up by dead people,” says Gaiman. “I thought, ‘Wouldn’t it be fun to do The Jungle Book and set it in a graveyard?’”
–Mike Doherty

Oct 06

From the October 2nd Richmond Times Dispatch:

Just on a lark, or out of frustration with his bumbling, humdrum life in London, Charles Nancy whispers to a spider.

Hardly expecting his long-forgotten, magical, inconsiderate brother to arrive, steal his fiancee and ruin his attempts at a life, Fat Charlie, as he’s known by most, soon regrets his indiscretion.

“Anansi Boys,” Neil Gaiman’s latest novel, tells the story of those two brothers, the story of how they came to be and what they might become. In a humorous blend of modern inanity and African folklore, Gaiman tells a fantastical tale of “remembering who you are” and becoming whole.

It’s a fun, easy-to-read story filled with music. After Gaiman’s repeated references to the tune “Yellow Bird” and a little bit of research on my part, I am now a full-blown addict to the breezy, Caribbean melodies by the tune’s composer, Arthur Lyman. It’s very appropriate background music.

The novel’s cast is small and memorable. There are the four old, very old, black women in eastern Florida who knew the enigmatic, fedora-wearing father, Mr. Nancy. They also know the story of why Fat Charlie has a brother named Spider who can “make things happen.” Unfortunately for Fat Charlie, the wizened crones rarely speak in anything but riddles.

Then there is Fat Charlie’s boss, Graham Coats, who is a caricature of the worst, the very worst, kind of London businessman. Coats starts out as a mere adage-spitting thorn in Fat Charlie’s side until he pounds a hammer into someone else’s head.

There are also some love interests, one antagonistic mother of a love interest and an endearing ghost of a woman whose head was bludgeoned by Coats. Those characters are more two-dimensional than the rest, but they function as effective catalysts as well as entertaining side stories.

Multitudes of cave-dwelling animal gods at the beginning of the world serve as a philosophical backdrop. They are the song and the singers of existence. They also hate their fellow god Anansi the Trickster, who is Mr. Nancy, Fat Charlie’s dad.

They lie in wait for a chance to take revenge on Anansi for all the tricks he’s played throughout the history of the world, and Fat Charlie, unwittingly, gives them that chance.

This comic novel is definitely a departure from Gaiman’s previous, serious work, “American Gods.” However, the deep, metaphorical possibilities singing beneath a laughter-inspiring story will, most likely, only secure and strengthen the author’s already expansive fan base.
–Will Carter

Oct 06

From the 5 October Independent:

Anansi Boys is one of Neil Gaiman’s books for grown-ups, which means that it’s a lot less ruthless than the material he produces for children. Bad things happen ” natural deaths of parents, murder most foul, attacks by supernatural entities, rifts among families ” but are swiftly followed by the prose equivalent of a nice cup of tea.

American Gods, Gaiman’s previous novel, was rooted in Norse mythology. This work, which seems to have grown from the seed of the pun in the title, deals with the African trickster figure of Anansi, at once an industrious spider and a human slacker. British-raised Fat Charlie Nancy attends the funeral in Florida of his estranged father, who stuck him with a nickname that has lingered even after he has grown out of chubbiness. He is given a folkloric hint which summons his even more estranged, barely remembered brother, Spider, to pop up in his drab London life.
At once African, American and British, Fat Charlie is the kind of lovable loser who often figures in comedy films, with the promise that his miseries in the first act will be compounded in the second only for everything to turn around at the end, leaving him deservedly happier. Fat Charlie is henpecked by his standoffish fiance, despised by her monstrous mother, and mistreated by an evil boss (Gaiman creates villains with a glee that makes them outshine his virtuous characters) who winds up framing him for fraud. He drifts through a mundane life that becomes more exhilarating and terrifying when his magical, irresponsible brother (who is also an aspect of himself) shows up and wreaks havoc.

This book being a product of Gaiman’s eat-all-the-soft-centres- at-once mind, Anansi Boys keeps flitting magically around the world. The brothers do riffs on African stories, play farcical games, and make funny observations. It’s a shorter, swifter book than American Gods, developing Gaiman’s preoccupations with the strangeness of family ties as it revisits his preferred plot about a humdrum fellow pulled out of his rut into a world of wonders by a charismatic trickster.

After the novel, there are DVD-like add-ons: a ‘deleted scene’, pages from Gaiman’s notes, an interview and ‘reading group discussion questions’. The jury is still out on whether these add to the experience or fill extra pages with a smugness that the book otherwise works hard to avoid.
–Kim Newman

Oct 04
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Yet another placeholder for a clippings post. Sorry

What Jessa said: WNYC’s Studio 360 has an audio interview (that’s what you were listening to at Penn Station the other day, Steve), and Nerve has a Mirrormask-based interview with Neil and Dave McKean.

And the morning e-mail brought in this note from Susan Dunman:

SF Site has posted a review of the the audiobook at http://www.sfsite.com/podcast01.htm. There’s a brief print blurb and a link to the mp3 audio review which includes clips from the audiobook.

Yes, I’m the one who wrote the review, but I’m not sending this in for that reason. Folks need to know how good this audiobook is. I’ve reviewed audiobooks for various publications for years, and Anansi Boys has moved into my list of top 5 books you should hear as well as read. The clips in the audio section try to highlight Lenny Henry’s work and we have permission from HarperAudio to include those clips in the review.

And given what I heard of the audiobook (they played it over the speaker system at the B&N Union Square signing) I can’t argue with that.

Oct 04

From the October 3rd Metro:

Neil Gaiman is such an accomplished and astonishing writer that putting his name on the front cover of a book is like printing money.

The drawback of this, according to the 44-year-old native of Porchester, England, is that he now has to spend a great deal of time being his own harshest critic.

“When I was a young man and I wrote a short story and it was accepted, I would be thrilled because nobody knew who I was and if they wanted to print the short story it was because they really liked it,” Gaiman says.

“Now, I’m Neil Gaiman. Which means if I do a short story for an anthology that’s asked for one, I can turn in the most terrible piece of garbage and they’d still print it because they can put my name on the cover.”

There is a plus side to having sold hundreds of thousands of critically acclaimed books, though.

“(It’s) lovely having an audience,” says the author of the bestselling novels American Gods, Neverwhere and Coraline and the seminal Sandman comic book series. “That’s the best bit – that there’s people out there who want to read what I want to write.”

Anyone who fits into this category will be highly pleased with his latest effort, Anansi Boys.

The book, which touches on the relationships between humans and gods, and more so those between family members, is at times funny, creepy, witty, clever and, above all, is outstandingly well written.

Anansi Boys centres around mild-mannered Fat Charlie Nancy, who, upon hearing about the death of his father, finds out not only was dear old dad the trickster god Anansi, but that he has a long-lost brother named Spider.

Once the brothers are reunited, Fat Charlie quickly discovers that the trickster blood runs much more thickly in his sibling and ends up wrapped up in a web of trouble.

The new novel definitely has a lighter tone than Gaiman’s last few, something he says was very challenging.

“I found out very rapidly why a lot of comedy writers work in pairs,” he says. “That’s why it was very easy doing Good Omens with Terry Pratchett – you can tell in a second if something’s funny or not because the other guy laughs.

“When it’s just you, you have to go by your own tastes.”

But the humour, black as it sometimes is, shines through.

“I think it’s funny,” Gaiman says. “I hope so. And I hope it’s more than that.

“I wanted to write something that was funny, but was also scary, was a screwball comedy, but also had magic in it and weirdness and that also got to say things that were big and honest about families and people.”

Mission accomplished.
–Jonathan P. Kuehlein

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