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Here's one of my "lost" works that was never discovered in the first place. And some praise:
I
really can't remember the last time I read an extended work in one
sitting. Vernon Frazer's Commercial
Fiction is a great book, a book I've always felt someone should
write, thinking maybe I would do it at some point--and now I don't
have to. Vernon Frazer taken the shallow, mind-numbing world of mass
communication and used it against itself, appropriating its
techniques and making them work as fiction, as a text that can
inspire intelligent reflection rather than consumer idiocy. At the
same time, he's taken the possibility of media critique through
fiction and shown that it's already trapped in precisely what it
intends to subvert. Yet he makes this work as an aspect of the
critique, since his position as meta-author is ultimately outside the
pseudo-maelstrom of commodity capitalism and its image system. Or is
it? By spilling past the putative closure implied by his
meta-authorial perspective, Frazer forces us to confront the
possibility that any "victory" over mass imagery is
dubious. And Vernon Frazer makes it all so much fun. I blew snot
repeatedly. I loved the monster movie references at the end. And the
transformations, juxtapositions, the shifts in levels of "reality"
that occurred throughout.
---Stephen-Paul
Martin
Author,Changing
the Subject
