Sunday, July 22, 2012

Castle Age

Suspension of disbelief is a literary forging mental technique, which I take to mean (because I am way too lazy to look it up and know what others think these three words used together in this fashion and context should mean) the writer of a fiction piece temporarily zapping out portions of his brain that react strongly to bullshit, and instead feeding their cognitive energies into areas responsible for daydreams, wishful thinking and creativity. These three mental faculties when used in conjunction, within a mental framework which seeks to use the written word to churn out yarns primarily featuring endless mutations of the writer's persona, form the seeding force for most original works of fiction.

As far as the Fantasy genre is concerned, this suspension  works best if bolstered by a countryside, which resembles, in looks and spirit,  a wedlock baby of the rolling hills of LOTR and the majestic, perennially morning mist adorned, mountains of Braveheart. The boom in-your-soul shades of kaleidoscopic green helps fuel the illusion. Now consider a Bentley in this scene. Looks right if its an episode of Top Gear, but feels fundamentally wrong if it is supposed to be the setting for a tale of love, hate, heroism and magic (the soul swelling, heart heartening and mind muddling type). For the latter you need horses (saddled and wild), towering men(just shy of six feet, I am from India; 5.11 constitutes towering here, you don't want them to be gangly. Also I believe this height is perfect for a sword sensei; not a big fan of greatswords and the chain-spikyball at end thing), glowing aura women (O.7 waist-hip ratio, with eyes that are ocean deep (if blue), raven sharp(if black), pathos rich and long lashed  (if grey), arcane suggestive (if green)  mandatory), elfin children and...Castles (also intended to include structures like forts, palaces,watchtowers etc.., ). The human element of struggle can be profoundly expressed in a world of thundering hooves, clashing sword shield combos, wise, grey bearded arcane masters, dragons, herald head hurling trebutchets and the like.

Pathos studded tales simply lack an elemental power in non Castle Age settings. Blood, sweat and tears are right at home in a universe where habitations, functional and ostentatious are made of dark oak, stone and glass.

Clinging to the past has nothing to do with this school of thought. This just is. Where there are dragons, lightsabres just dont cut it. (is it lightsa-bre or lightsa-ber here? Word editor says I am wrong. I think she's mistaken http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sabre).