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The Room. The Stalker. The Zone. All that lays ahead and all that lays behind are contained and bounded by The Room. All you need do is step forward and discover who you really are.   This week the gang attempts to decode Andrei Tarkovsky's 1979 masterpiece Stalker. Support Us Merch & Books: underink.press The Publication: zeroindent.com Bonus episodes: patreon.com/zeroindent   Disclaimer I be...

They come at night: every night. They call your name in the dark. They fling themselves at the walls and doors and roof. They will get in, eventually. How long can you last? This week the gang talks Richard Matheson's 1954 apocalpyse horror, I Am Legend to finally answer the question: what is a zombie? Support Us Merch & Books: underink.press The Publication: zeroindent.com Bonus episodes: pat...

Feudal Japan, Saxony England and the end of the world loom over your choices. All is gone to ash and sulfur, but you're still here, left with a choice. To take up the mantle of the adventurer, or to be confined to your stead forever? This week Pat's on leave so David and J.M. read the original *original* apocalypse novel by Dick Jefferies. Support Us Merch & Books: underink.press The Publicati...

The end of the world occurs at beach in Port Phillip Bay of all places, and you sit in your big car and stare at the grey counterspectacle, hoping in the final instance to see some aspect of how the world came to be. This week we cover the closing chapters, and closing days, of Neil Shute's apocalypse novel On The Beach. Support Us Merch & Books: underink.press The Publication: zeroindent.com...

When it all comes down we must endure the worst type of person. A vapid, shallow, military man. This week we discuss Neil Shute's On The Beach and how it relates to gender politics and the economics of the time. Support Us Merch & Books: underink.press The Publication: zeroindent.com Bonus episodes: patreon.com/zeroindent   Disclaimer I believe all copyrighted content used falls under Fair use...

Melbourne, Australia: nuclear winter approaches as the equatorial winds shift each year. You have twelve months left on the outside, more likely eight, and six on the inside. What will you do with the time you have left? This week we discuss the introductory section of Neil Shute's confronting apocalypse novel set in Patrick and David's backyard. Support Us Merch & Books: underink.press The Pu...

The book itself you recall - the sentiment, the heft of it. And if you really concentrate, you can remember some of the words, but never complete sections. You wonder idly if there's a copy left in the wold now that it has emptied. You imagine probably in the basement of a church or tucked into the pocket behind a seat in an abandoned car. This week we talk through Denzel Washington's action flick...

Apocalypse and endings. Literature. Meaning. It all blows away on the sands of a dead shore. A counterspectacle of what was, alighting some part of how it came to be, yes, and some part of what it could have been. We are ruinous creatures, aren't we? This week: the end of Cormac McCarthy's legendary novel The Road and it's bleak. Shocker. Support Us Merch & Books: underink.press The Publicatio...

Rain spoils against your back. You can feel the damp on your neck and inside your rotting shoes. The ropes binding your pack chafe, and you wonder, idly, if you were always meant for this. You think perhaps you were. That in some other heaven where things did not go wrong that you were the omen that brought everything down. Freezing to death. A reprieve in a mysterious bunker. The team continues t...

Fall literature spoils on the bloated wooden boards. You recognise the shape of names--fiction you once knew and loved--now reduced to damp, cloggy promises that threaten your balance. The world has emptied out, yet these recollections stick to the sky, unbidden. This week the gang cracks into Cormac McCarthy's seminal classic, The Road (2006) and try to unpick the behemoth that is the novel. Supp...

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You iron the shirt one more time, just in case. Your partner watches you from the corner of their eye, pretending to be distracted by the news. You've had it on for a week straight now, muted with the subtitles on. Barely able to leave the couch save for the essentials. You keep waiting for the moment it turns out to be a mistake. Of course it's a mistake. And then very suddenly it's the *the* nig...

The steady trickle of the river reminds you of home, but as you blink, you find yourself not on the abandoned streets of Night City, rather, the glittering white pillars and spires of Colony One surround you. There can be such oppression in order, can't there? This week the cast analyses Emily St John Mandel's conclusion to a trilogy of novels to try and figure out what exactly is going on. Suppor...

Caiette sleeps beyond the treeline. Here in the forest you are truly alone. Your loafers perch on the lip where the sand meets the sucking mud. Here, so far from the world, there may as well not be a world at all. The horizon and the trees are the only real thing. This week the team try to peel back the layers of Emily St John Mandel's perplexing time travel novel Sea of Tranquility. Support Us Me...

The collapse is an apocalypse first in your mind, then when you learn that it's all over, a sheer, cosmic relief. At least now the lies can stop, and this ugly thing can end at last. David, Pat and  @DarthdYT  close out their discussion of Emily St John Mandel's sleep hit and try to figure out what the book is doing. Support Us Merch & Books: underink.press The Publication: zeroindent.com Bonu...

The novel prickles in your grasp. The sweat on your fingertips make turning the pages easier, but the sense of an axe about to fall remains. You glance up from the words: the gardener is attending the rhododendrons by the edge of the terrace, and once again you feel a flutter of anticipation. David, Pat and Darth dip their toes into the heady, brilliant waters of Emily St John Mandel's brilliant n...

Rain patterns across the bitumen. Thunder peels over the horizon, white-blue flashes followed by calamity that vibrates the walls themselves. The smell of fresh rain on soil fills the empty city as the roads become spillways and the sewers overflow. This week David and Darth are joined by Danielle from  ⁨@levelstoryplays⁩  and Alex to close out their discussion of what has turned out to be a fairl...

A steep wind blows across the golden field of swaying grass. Sunsets, painful in auburn beauty that only reminds you of what has gone from the wold. You think again of violence. That freedom born from the collapse: violence, and vengeance. This week David, Alex and  @DarthdYT  are backed up by Danielle from  @levelstoryplays  to unpack the strangest adaptation choices so far. Follow Danielle on Bl...

Bitter snow crashes against the window of your small room in Jackson. You shiver as you try not to think of the cordyceps that ravaged your patrol. Thank goodness you made it away in time before the creatures could pursue you. This week David, Alex and  @DarthdYT  are joined by returning guest Danielle from  @levelstoryplays  to talk about The Last of Us Season 2's opening salvo. Massive spoilers...

You stare, dumbfounded, as a familiar silhouette crests the horizon. It can't be, can it? They left you so long ago. Yet they are walking toward you, smiling. You are only aware of your tears as you pull them close as you can, as if in hugging you might prevent them from leaving again. The unbroken wheel turns ever onward. David and Patrick are joined by  @DarthdYT  to deal with the most INSANE Je...

You stand within the empty, sterile corridor. You don't so much hear the voices of what came before as you feel the ghosts within the structure. Architectural memory of the workers who clocked in. The travelers who moaned while waiting for their flight. The weight of all of that prehistory lurks in the shadows and fills the empty, forgotten rooms. The world is gone, yet the world remains. David an...

You stare through the glass at the silent world. The transparent barrier forever sealed, and as you look out, death watches back, invisible, waiting. David and Patrick are joined by  ⁨@DarthdYT⁩  to follow Severn City through the end of the world and then meeting up with the Undersea. Glossary: https://zeroindent.com/apocalypse/ Support Us Merch & Books: underink.press The Publication: zeroind...

Wind ripples through the grass, the blades pale and grey in the starlight, and the shifting trees and blank horizon remind you of that feeling, serenity, the feeling of cosmic logic with your first love, a lifetime ago, before the world ended. David and Patrick are joined by  @DarthdYT  to dive head-first into a bottle episode, and then deal with the Prophet's violent ends. Support Us Merch &...

A stale wind blows in from over the bay, warm and foreboding, and you feel, more than know, that danger rides on the horizon, threatening the small life you've built after the collapse. Starting our coverage of Patrick Somerville's Station Eleven (2021, David and Patrick are joined by  ⁨@DarthdYT⁩  to open a tall glass of emotions and drink deep from the "wait... what is this show" bottle. Support...

The wind kicks up against the side of the buildings, the empty storefronts and vacant display cabinets seem to mock as you wander further, looking for shelter. To kick off our next unit David and Patrick are joined by Darth to discuss and analyse 1959's The World, The Flesh and The Devil, the progenitor of an entire genre's aesthetic. Support Us Merch & Books: underink.press The Publication: z...