Tag Archives: transformation

Historical revision fetish

 On several adult fantasy fiction sites, I’ve read a number of fiction works which feature "re-writes" to history as either a core part of the storyline or a side-benefit to the storyline. 

Essentially, be it through anthropogenic or unintentional means, the characters are affected in some way by a gradual series of revisions of their pasts, usually without noticing the effects and believing that they have always been their transformed selves.

A subset of this trend, the "suggestion", incorporates the main characters trading suggestions which project their desires into a revision of each other’s pasts, again without the affected character being knowledgeable about the prior state of their lives or bodies. 

Within transformation fiction and the related transformation fetish, the idea that one of many "pasts" can be grafted into the individual character as a fact of the individual’s existence is enthralling for, if I assume, many readers, while it may give others pause or a sense of dread which parallels the post-Korean War paranoia concerning mind control and brainwashing by government intelligence services.

One could call it, in the truest sense, a "historical revision fetish".

“Altered States”: a terrifically trippy TF film

I watched Ken Russell’s 1980 film Altered States tonight, and I was astounded by all that occurred in it.

But I was surprised about the lead character’s (played by William Hurt) temporary transformation into an earlier ancestor of homo sapiens that then goes romping through the city for a night. I was surprised because this clearly reminded me of Whitley Strieber‘s 1990 novel The Wild, which follows alot of the same path of plotline as Altered States up to very close to the last scenes of the film. The "hallucinatory" degeneration of the lead character’s sense of reality, the physically-manifested changes of his own body, the near-breakdown of his (ex-)wife’s sanity at the sight of his situation, the involvement and intervention of his closest colleagues, all of these elements are present in both Russell’s film and Strieber’s book, both with equally-vivid description and elaboration.

Either way, I love both works.