Big Echo

Critical SF


by William Squirrell

In the study of very small things and of very big things, of very fast things and very slow things, information piles up rapidly, words and numbers are deposited on discursive landscapes unevenly, disordered sounds accumulate, striations are formed, stratifications, lumpy anomalies occur, are erased, reappear, are discovered, mined, deserted, forgotten. Time is a sort of a weight, a pressure you don’t notice at first but which is always there pressing down on space, distorting it, spreading it thin. I find that in this environment topographic maps such as these are useful, rudimentary geology is useful, core samples are useful, ground penetrating radar is useful, machines that detect ghosts are useful, focus pulls are useful, crane shots are useful, cut edits are useful, startling juxtapositions are useful, the ability to hear below 20Hz and above 20 kHz is useful, strobe lights are useful, seizures are useful, meditation is useful, artificial intelligence is useful, disorientation is useful, lists are useful.