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Terry Bisson's "Catch 'Em in the Act" -- Vonnegut-esque absurdist sf podcast

This week on the excellent short fiction podcast: Terry Bisson's absurdist social commentary "Catch 'Em in the Act." This is vintage Bisson, a simple-seeming tale told with the sneaky light touch of Kurt Vonnegut. As a bonus, Terry himself reads for the podcast, which is a goddamned treat, because I could listen to that dry, wry southern lilt all day long.

In "Catch 'Em in the Act," Lou is a loner and a loser who orders a "Crimestoppers" camcorder from eBay, and discovers that whenever he points it at someone, they commit crimes. All Lou wants is to find friendship, and maybe a girlfriend, but getting people to commit crimes is a tricky method for accomplishing this.

Lou was almost thirty. He had a job and an apartment, but he was lonely. He didn't have any friends. He didn't know why; he just didn't.

So he did what everyone who is lonely does: YouTube and eBay. One day it was eBay.

"Say, look at this!" he murmured. Lou often murmured to himself.

Catch 'em in the Act!
BUY IT NOW: $19.95
Brand New in Box.
Batteries Included.
One to a Customer.
Shipping, $4.99

That didn't seem like all that much. The shipping wasn't bad either. That's usually where they get you. So Lou did what every lonely person with PayPal does. He clicked on BUY.

Four days later, it came. It was about the size of a cell phone, with a little viewscreen that folded out to one side.

It only had two buttons: SHOOT and PLAY. Not a lot of features. But the price was right.

Catch 'Em in the Act (audio)

Catch 'Em in the Act (text)

MP3 link

Podcast feed

Sailor Twain: beautiful graphic novel being serialized on the web

Mark Siegel, the editorial director of the remarkable graphic novel publisher FirstSecond, has begun serializing his comic "Sailor Twain, or the Mermaid in the Hudson" on the web. This is Siegel's labor of love, a wonderful and weird comic that he's been working on for five years now. It's damned exciting to find it online!

Sailor Twain (Thanks, Mark!)

(Disclosure: I am currently in contract negotiations with FirstSecond for a graphic adaptation of one of my stories)

Canadian Broadcasting Corporation signs up with weird American copyright bounty-hunters

The Canadian Broadcasting Corporation has signed up with iCopyright, the American copyright bounty hunters used by the Associated Press, to offer ridiculous licenses for the quotation of CBC articles on the web (these are the same jokers who sell you a "license" to quote 5 words from the AP).

iCopyright offers "licenses" to use taxpayer-funded CBC articles on terms that read like a bizarre joke. You have to pay by the month to include the article on your website (apparently no partial quotation is offered, only the whole thing, which makes traditional Internet commentary very difficult!). And you have to agree not to criticize the CBC, the subject of the article, or its author. Thanks for fostering a dialogue, CBC!

The cherry on the cake? iCopyright offers a reward of up to $1,000,000 for snitching on bloggers who don't pay Danegeld to Canada's public broadcaster to quote the works they funded.

CBC's new licencing plan: Pay to Print, Email, and Blog, and outsource enforcement to American Copyright Digital Rights Bounty Hunters (Thanks, Cameron!)

Flickr to double its Commons collection

Jayel sez, "Flickr staff Cris Stoddard has commented on the Indicommons blog that the Flickr Commons will double the number of participating institutions this year from 31 to 60 GLAMs (art galleries, libraries, archives, and museums) this year alone. I believe that the Commons is Flickr's singularly most important cultural contribution to the world. And it doubling in size means more of the world's photographic heritage and history will be shared with its citizens."

The Commons: Vital, virile, virtual and viral

Buddy Holly's secretly recorded contract negotiation with Decca

Baboomska mcGeesk sez, "In 1956, Buddy Holly traveled to Nashville to record several songs. One of the songs he recorded was "That'll Be The Day", but the producer assigned to his sessions (Owen Bradley) hated rock n' roll, and did a terrible job on the song. After that, Buddy traveled to New Mexico and re-recorded "That'll Be The Day" (the version that became the monster hit) at a different studio with his own (superior) arrangement, but according to his contract with Decca, he couldn't release it, because Decca owned all rights to his music. He decided to call Decca, to try reason with them, and he secretly taped his conversation. They refused to give him the rights to his own song, but he went ahead and violated his contract. Here is the conversation he secretly taped."

Buddy Holly - The Phone Call (Thanks, Baboomska!)

The peculiar challenges of Chinese Braille

chinesebraille.jpg The Braille system, in which the characters of a language are represented via the position of dots in a six-dot cell, is called "the world's first binary encoding scheme" for the characters of a language. Though text-to-speech technology enables many blind people to read via computer, Braille is still considered an integral part of literacy for blind people. Most languages use one cell to represent one language phoneme. All Braille encodings employ the left-to-right evenly spaced cell patterns. Japanese Braille, Korean Braille, and Tibetan Braille (developed in 1992) have reassigned all the Braille blocks to sounds in their own languages. Cantonese and Mandarin Chinese Braille, based on pin-yin, use three characters per syllable: onset, rime and tone. The tone characters are frequently disregarded, creating ambiguity and problems for Chinese Braille students. See also: Chinese-designed super cool Braille embossing printer/labeler, DotlessBraille for info on open source LaTeX and XML to Braille translation software and a terrific Braille FAQ, Moon Code and an early Braille book burning. [photo of performance art exhibit via impact lab]

Danny Choo's call for entries for his Otacool 2 cosplayer convention book


Boing Boing guest blogger alum Danny Choo posted a call for entries for his book about the Otacool Worldwide Cosplayers covention. He's posted a bunch of cosplayers from around the world on his blog. Shown here: Alodia Gosiengfiao from the Philippines as The Baroness from GI Joe.

Kotobukiya is pleased to announce the arrival of OTACOOL 2: WORLDWIDE COSPLAYERS in April 2010! In collaboration with Danny Choo and the Internet's largest cosplay destination Cure, OTACOOL 2 promises even more stimulating and groundbreaking content. In keeping with the same concept of "OTAKU is COOL", the next volume of OTACOOL will focus on cosplayers from around the world!
Otacool Worldwide Cosplayers

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Small publisher recalls book deal with J.D. Salinger that went sour

Ian Shapira of The Washington Post has a great article about how Roger Lathbury, owner of a tiny book publishing company, almost published a 24,000 word J.D. Salinger story.

In 1988 Lathbury wrote a letter to Salinger expressing interest in publishing "Hapworth 16, 1924," which had run in The New Yorker in 1965, and which was Salinger's last published work." To Lathbury's great surprise, Salinger wrote back, saying "I'll think about it."

Eight years later Salinger called Lathbury and the two began a correspondence, which led to a face-to-face meeting at the National Gallery of Art's cafeteria.

Salinger "recommended the Parmesan soup, or a soup with Parmesan flavoring. I said, 'I am a vegetarian' and he said, 'I am largely a vegetarian.' I didn't know what that meant -- sort of like saying, 'I am a little bit pregnant.' "

That lunch would be their last face-to-face session but the start of a friendship built through long, revealing letters. Over lunch, Salinger asked whether Lathbury had read any books by Mary Baker Eddy, the founder of the Christian Science movement. Salinger was a fan; Lathbury, not so much. They discussed the hot novel of that year, "Primary Colors," by journalist Joe Klein posing as "Anonymous," based on Bill Clinton's presidential campaign. "He sort of said, politely, 'That's not my kind of book,' " Lathbury said.

Finally, they got down to business. Salinger insisted on having no dust jacket, only a bare cover with cloth of great durability -- buckram. They talked pica lengths, fonts and space between lines. They were going to do a press run somewhere in the low thousands. No advertising whatsoever. But for how much? Lathbury remembers that Salinger did not ask for an advance and that any money to be made would come from sales.

The story has a sad ending.

Publisher Roger Lathbury recalls book deal with J.D. Salinger that went sour

Anvil! the Story of Anvil, a real-world Spinal Tap documentary that will have you laughing, crying and rocking out

The 2007 documentary Anvil! The Story of Anvil is one of the most wonderful movies I've seen in years. It tells the true story of heavy-metal semi-legends Anvil, a band formed by two Jewish kids from Toronto's suburbs when they were 14, and which they've kept going to this day, as both men edge up on 60.

Anvil: The Story of Anvil has a very weird relationship with This is Spinal Tap (for starters, Anvil's drummer is named Robb Reiner!): the movie is shot through with scenes that are almost line-for-line remakes of Tap, as when the boys sit around a deli recounting their early song "Thumbscrew," composed after a history class about the Spanish Inquisition. And the Anvil boys are very likeable heavy-metal doofuses: they play suburban Toronto venues for die-hard fans -- other middle-aged rockers who can drink a bottle of beer through one nostril while throwing devil-horns and chanting Satanic metal lyrics.

But there's lots of pathos and heart here too: Lips, the lead singer, is an artist who's given up everything to pursue his dreams. Instead of getting an education and a good job -- like his brother and sister, both middle-class, respectable types -- he drives a truck for a catering company that provides school lunches. He's a heavy metal god in a hairnet, pulling minimum wage delivering bananas and tuna casserole.

But Anvil was nearly great in their heyday. The movie opens with them playing the 1984 Super Rock in Japan, sharing a stage with The Scorpions, Whitesnake, and Bon Jovi (the movie also features interviews with successful metalheads like Slash, Lars Ulrich and Lemmy, singing the praises of Anvil). These bands go on to greatness. Anvil -- plagued by bad management and crappy label support -- have been stuck in the snowy Toronto suburbs, the children of holocaust survivors, doing all that they can to reassure their doubtful (but loving) families that they aren't wasting their lives.

And Anvil's members aren't willing to give up on their dreams. They go on a European tour booked by an insane (but clearly dedicated) fan who appoints herself their manager. Their gigs are often disastrous, and they go home with nothing in their pockets and go back to work at their day-jobs.

But they persevere. They sacrifice everything, they risk their friendships and their families, they risk homelessness, and they never, ever stop. Lips spends a lot of the movie in tears, or feuding with Robb, and it's clear that he's half-mad with this boyhood dream that's grown to take over his life.

Somehow, the bathos and pathos add up to a moving tribute to the human spirit. For every scene in which Lips rocking out on stage with his flying-vee (he uses a dildo as a slide and wears a bondage harness), there's a matching scene, like the one in which his loving, bourgeois older sister fronts him the money to record the band's next album.

It's a wonderful movie, one that'll have you laughing with a tear in your eye. And you know what? Anvil's music is pretty badass. That thirteenth album they're recording in the second act is wicked (my wife texted me from bed, as I was watching it late last night: TOO LOUD. BED TIME NOW. THAT SONG'S QUITE GOOD).

Anvil! The Story of Anvil


(Thanks, Danny!)

Tesco store bans grocery-shopping in pyjamas

A Welsh outlet of Tesco, the UK mega-grocer, has instituted a no-pyjamas policy for its shoppers. A year ago, I may have applauded, but that was before I got a wicked set of checked flannel PJs and dipped my toe in the PJs-in-public waters by taking them with to wear on long flights. Now, I say bring on the jammies! They have as much sartorial juju as jeans and sneakers!
A spokesman said Tesco did not have a strict dress code but it does not want people shopping in their nightwear in case it offends other customers...

[The signs] read: "To avoid causing offence or embarrassment to others we ask that our customers are appropriately dressed when visiting our store (footwear must be worn at all times and no nightwear is permitted)."

"I think it's stupid really not being allowed in the supermarket with pyjamas on.

"It's not as if they're going to fall down or anything like that. They should be happy because you're going to spend all that money."

Tesco ban on shoppers in pyjamas (via Neatorama)

(Image: Spencer in Pajamas, a Creative Commons Attribution photo from sociotard's photostream)

HOWTO Make The Internet (as depicted in The IT Crowd)

Here's an Instructables HOWTO from Melty Mcface explaining how to make a replica "The Internet" as depicted in Series 3, Episode 4 of The IT Crowd, "The Speech." Wikipedia summarizes: "After winning Employee of the Month, Jen finds herself less than inspired to write the required acceptance speech, and having found herself arrogant from her victory, asserts her power in the IT Department. When she eventually turns to Roy and Moss for help, they seen an opportunity to humiliate her in front of the whole department when they lend her a visual aid, on loan from the top of Big Ben and completely demagnetized by Stephen Hawking himself - "The Internet". The duo tell Jen that the Internet, complete with small black box, is completely wireless, and that if the red light on the top of the box stops flashing, the Internet will be destroyed."

How to make The Internet (from The IT Crowd). (Thanks, Ed!)

J.D. Salinger dies at 91

Screen shot 2010-01-28 at 2.14.30 PM.png From the Associated Press:
J.D. Salinger, the legendary author, youth hero and fugitive from fame whose "The Catcher in the Rye" shocked and inspired a world he increasingly shunned, has died. He was 91. Salinger died of natural causes at his home on Wednesday, the author's son said in a statement...
'Catcher in the Rye' author J.D. Salinger dies [AP] Photo: Tatteralan.

Catchy song proves Internet is Made of Cats

Your friends at RatherGood want you to remember: The Internet is Made of Cats. They make an excellent case for this position, as well. (via Charlie Stross)

Lost Landscapes of Detroit from the Prelinger Archives

Film archivist Rick Prelinger sez,

For the past four years I've been putting together bits of archival footage (especially amateur and home movies) that show vanished places, people and events in San Francisco. The past two compilations, sponsored by Long Now Foundation, are free to view here.

Now I've been given the chance to do the show I've always wanted to do: Lost Landscapes of Detroit. It's happening February 10 at Museum of Contemporary Art in Detroit.

This isn't going to be a narrative of urban decline or the "ruins porn" that's become fashionable. Rather, it's a collection of amazing and almost-all-lost footage that celebrates a vibrant, busy and productive Detroit from 1917 through the 1970s. The idea is to bring these images back to Detroiters for their contemplation and use as they rebuild their city for the future.

In that spirit, at the screening I'm going to give out copies of the show so people in Detroit can reshow and remix it, and it'll be online at the Internet Archive after the screening.

Films from Prelinger Archives: Lost Landscapes of Detroit

Clear lens face piercing

Screen Shot 2010-01-27 At 5.47.15 PmI haven't seen this particular body mod before, but I don't get out as much as I used to. Is it common?

Clear lens face piercing

Letter from Mark Twain to a snake oil peddler: "You, sir, are the scion of an ancestral procession of idiots stretching back to the Missing Link"

The wonderful "Letters of Note" blog has this gem of a letter, written in 1905 by Mark Twain to a fraudulent medicine salesman.
201001271728 Nov. 20. 1905

J. H. Todd 
1212 Webster St.
San Francisco, Cal.

Dear Sir,

Your letter is an insoluble puzzle to me. The handwriting is good and exhibits considerable character, and there are even traces of intelligence in what you say, yet the letter and the accompanying advertisements profess to be the work of the same hand. The person who wrote the advertisements is without doubt the most ignorant person now alive on the planet; also without doubt he is an idiot, an idiot of the 33rd degree, and scion of an ancestral procession of idiots stretching back to the Missing Link. It puzzles me to make out how the same hand could have constructed your letter and your advertisements. Puzzles fret me, puzzles annoy me, puzzles exasperate me; and always, for a moment, they arouse in me an unkind state of mind toward the person who has puzzled me. A few moments from now my resentment will have faded and passed and I shall probably even be praying for you; but while there is yet time I hasten to wish that you may take a dose of your own poison by mistake, and enter swiftly into the damnation which you and all other patent medicine assassins have so remorselessly earned and do so richly deserve.

Adieu, adieu, adieu!

Mark Twain

It looks like 1212 Webster St is now a parking lot with a car wash.

You're an idiot of the 33rd degree

This post serves no purpose but to mildly entertain

This is a perfunctory decontextualized link to a typical incendiary blog post.

How to do a bee cutout

Backwards Beekeeper Kirk Anderson shows how he transferred a colony of bees that had taken up residence in a vacuum cleaner into a hive belonging to Erik and Kelly of Homegrown Evolution. The video was produced by Russell Bates. Backwards Beekeepers TV: The ShopVac Bees

Photo gallery of famous literary drunks & addicts


Life has a great photo gallery of famous literary drunks and addicts. Rand looks a bit tweaked in this photo.

Human-powered ferris wheel in Nepal

At the Hindu Swasthani Mela festival held in Kathmandu earlier this month, I spotted a small ferris wheel that appeared to be non-functional. It consisted of four octagonal open-air cages and a simple metal frame. When two kids climbed into one of the octagons, though, a man got up on the other side and started jumping up and down, eventually getting the thing to turn like any other ferris wheel. Apparently this is pretty common in parts of Asia where electricity is not always readily available — like this much bigger two man-powered version filmed in India. The merry-go-round you see in the right corner of the above video, by the way, was powered by a used car battery.

If Steve Jobs gave the State of the Union address

Christopher Beam and Josh Levin of Slate imagine Steve Jobs giving the State of the Union address:
201001251214 Thank you for coming. And thank you to President Obama for asking me to deliver this year's speech. We're going to make some history today.

You know, it was just a year ago that we announced our economic plan for 2009. We said we were going to turn around the recession. We said we'd create jobs. And we said we'd do it in 12 months. What happened? We did it in three. It was the most successful period in the history of the United States. And 2010 is only going to be better. How awesome is that?


How did we do it? Simple. We made a stimulus package. It had the most features of any package we've ever created–more jobs, more money, more everything. We could have stopped there. We could've said, Hey, that was great. Let's go do something else. But you know what? It wasn't enough. The American people deserve something even better and more revolutionary.

The iState of the Union

I lost The Game (and so did you)

The Agitator just infected me with a nasty little mind virus called The Game.
I would just like to tell you that you should feel regretful about spreading the meme-virus of “the game” by means of your blog several years ago.  If by some miracle you have forgotten about this by now, let me remind you: the game is, when you think of the game, you lose.  The “losing” part of this turns out not to be conventional, like losing at a real game.  Rather, the losing is the distraction and annoyance you experience when this useless, stupid thought intrudes itself upon your consciousness.  For me, this happens every few months, for a few days or weeks at a time popping up every few hours.  During really bad times, the very thought of recall becomes infected by the game, and whenever I think about remembering anything I remember the game.  I don’t think I will ever permanently forget.

One of the worst parts of the game for me is my knowledge that I can never tell anybody about it unless I want to spite them.  Because I do not want to subject them to this virus of thought.  Why did you not have the same thought before you recklessly posted this on your blog?  I hope that you feel at least some pangs of conscience over this act.  You have done some really wonderful things through your journalism, and in many ways I admire you, but–and, please understand, this e-mail is NOT in jest–I wonder how you could have done such an ugly, inconsiderate thing.

Undoubtedly, writing this e-mail will make me think more often of the game for a little while.  That is unfortunate, but I have thought about writing this note many times.

One More Thing: You All Just Lost The Game

Learn to write sf with Karl Schroeder, writer in residence at Toronto's Merril Collection

Karl Schroeder writes:
Starting on February 1, 2010, and running through until May 30, I will be Toronto Public Library's Writer in Residence, working out of the Merril Collection of Science Fiction, Fantasy, and Speculation at the Lillian H. Smith branch at College and Spadina. In this role, I'll be helping members of the public who are interested in writing and publishing science fiction and fantasy; I will be conducting workshops, holding readings, and editing and critiquing submitted manuscripts through to the end of May...

If you're in the Toronto area, submit your manuscript for an opportunity to have a one-on-one evaluation with me or attend the writer-in-residence readings and workshops

Holy cats is this ever cool. Karl and I met when I was a teenager through one of these writer-in-residence programs. At the time, the library was called the Spaced Out Library, and it had been founded with sf legend Judith Merril's personal collection of science fiction books. Judy served as the writer-in-residence, and made a habit of putting together writers whom she thought would work well together. She put Karl and me together in a workshop that folded, and then in another one that is still going today, the Cecil Street Irregulars, which sports several wonderful writers that you've seen mentioned here many times. What a great thing for Karl to come all the way around full circle -- talk about paying it forward!

Writer-in-Residence Karl Schroeder (Thanks, Karl!)

Brain slug cupcakes

Alicia Traveria's scrummy brain-slug cupcakes were made for a birthday party, using "gum paste, with royal icing eyes, and flower stamen antennae." There's also "some slight grenadine flavor" in the buttercream icing brains.

Brain Slugs! (via Neatorama)

Travel by train: "pillows that approach normal size"

A slightly ambivalent ode to Amtrak. If you like American trains, you should try those in Europe and Japan!

Remembering the golden age of pulps with Robert Silverberg

A reader writes, "An original interview with Robert Silverberg on the subject of his early work as a pulp writer and editor for Amazing magazine. Posted yesterday, for Poulpe Pulps: A Silly Website, which features pictures of the octopus in pulp art. Silverberg: what an elegant and gracious writer!"
RS: Back in my pulp-mag days I worked from about 8:30 to noon, took an hour off for lunch, and worked again from one to three, for a work day of five and a half hours or so. I wrote 20 to 30 pages of copy in that time, doing it all first draft, so that I was able to produce a short story of 5000-7500 words in a single day. If I had 3000-worders to do, I usually wrote one before lunch and one after lunch. At three o'clock I poured myself a shot of rum or mixed a martini, put a record on, and sat down to relax until dinnertime, reading and perhaps sketching out the next day's work on a scrap of paper. This was the Tuesday-to-Friday routine. I never worked on Saturday or Sunday.

On Monday I made the rounds of the editorial offices to visit some mix of John Campbell, Howard Browne, Larry Shaw, W.W. Scott, and Bob Lowndes--editors of Astounding, Amazing, Infinity/Science Fiction Adventures, Super Science Fiction, and the various Lowndes titles--to deliver the previous week's work. Sometimes I stopped off at my agent's Fifth Avenue office to pick up checks, also. (I took the subway downtown from my apartment on West End Avenue in Manhattan.)

In weeks when I was writing a novel, I followed a five-day schedule, doing about thirty pages a day, so a typical Ace novel would take me six or seven days to write. I produced a lot of copy that way--a million words a year, or more--and since nearly all of it was contracted in advance, I didn't have to worry about rejections very much. (Now and then I would aim a story at Campbell or Gold or Boucher, where nothing was guaranteed in advance, and if they turned it down I delivered it to one of the lesser magazines, which bought it. Nothing went unsold for long.)

You'd be hard pressed to find a nicer guy with a drier, kinder sense of humor in science fiction; getting a chance to chat with Silverberg is always a highlight of my trips to WorldCon. Not to mention that the guy's a writing machine and a living legend.


Dating site OKCupid analyzes effectiveness of profile pictures

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The data nerds at OKCupid cataloged over 7,000 photographs to find out what kinds of profile photos generated the most interest from its members. As expected, men and women should employ different strategies. For instance, it's good for young men with good abs to show off their stomachs, but its creepy for older men to flash their six-pack. For women, cleavage shots are always good, but they're even better for older women than younger women.

There are differences when it comes to smiling and looking at the camera, too:

Now, you're always told to look happy and make eye contact in social situations, but at least for your online dating photo, that's just not optimal advice. For women, a smile isn't strictly better: she actually gets the most messages by flirting directly into the camera, like the center and right-hand subjects above.

Notice that, however, that flirting away from the camera is the single worst attitude a woman can take. Certain social etiquettes apply even online: if you're going to be making eyes at someone, it should be with the person looking at your picture. Men's photos are most effective when they look away from the camera and don't smile.

The 4 Big Myths of Profile Pictures

Tasty root vegetable looks like the larval form of the Michelin tire mascot

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When I saw these photos, I thought Erik and Kelly of Homegrown Evolution had started eating grubs. But it turns out these are crosne.

This week I just completed the world's smallest harvest of a root vegetable popularly known as crosne (Stachys affinis). Crosne, also known as Chinese artichoke, chorogi, knotroot and artichoke betony is a member of the mint family that produces a tiny edible tubor. While looking like any other mint plant, the leaves have no smell. The tubers look all too much like the larval form of the Michelin tire mascot and have the taste and texture of a Jerusalem artichoke.
That ain't a bowl full of larvae, it's crosne!

C'est moi Pollux

You know what English sounds like to people who cannot understand it, but have you heard how people from abroad make fun of English, as a foreign accent in their own languages? Exhibit A: The star of 1970s childrens' TV classic The Magic Roundabout is better known to English speakers as Dougal. But in the original French scripts he was Pollux, a stupendously British dog. A thousand years of mutual resentment are summed up in every cheeky round of "Oh Oh Oh!" that graces this lovely pop song based on the character.

Canada's National Film Board online archive: a success story

It's been a year since Canada's National Film Board -- a publicly funded body charged with promoting the cause of Canadian filmmaking -- put its archives online in embeddable, streamable wrappers. A year later, they're calling it a success, and they've released a TON of crunchy stats to prove it.

Since the beginning, our philosophy has been to try to be open, transparent and accessible wherever we could. Not only does that mean making our films free to the public - but it also means opening the way we work. Using open source software, sharing code that we develop and participating in conversation wherever you want to participate.

Part of this "opening the NFB", also means sharing our statistics. We want filmmakers (and the film industry in general) and the Canadian public to see these stats and possibly benefit from them.

Here they are...

Total Film Views on (Jan 2009-Jan 2010)

* 3.7 million total online film views since we launched a year ago
* 2.2 million online film views in Canada (59% of views)
* 1.5 million views International (not including Canada) on the web
* Total international views: 1.45 million views
* Total views: 3 768 628

One year after putting NFB films online - Here are the stats... (via Michael Geist)