Good topic. Here's what I'm working through lately:
Foundation by Isaac Asimov
Apparently, this is the start of the series that won a Hugo award for "the best all time science fiction series." I dig science fiction from Asimov's era (I love Bradbury and Matheson) and directly following his era (Philip K. Dick, Harlan Ellison), but at the half-way mark I'm honestly not getting in to this one at all. It's not a matter of it seeming dated; I enjoy literature from all eras, and as far as classic sci-fi goes, I even enjoy reading stuff as early as H.G. Welles or before. Apart from a few interesting ideas (Seldon's motives and the idea of a government-created religion that pulls the strings of power), it just seems bland. Asimov writes with no color whatsoever, there's a complete lack of character (there's nary any way to remember who's who), and every plot point unfolds through dialogue. On the matter of dialogue, I now know where George Lucas got his writing style. I wanted to like this series, but it's not happening. I'm sure someone on GAF has read it; I'm certainly going to finish this book, but I'm curious--what's the appeal I'm missing? Have I not gotten there yet? Does the later series expand on something in some revelatory fashion?
My Head Was a Sledgehammer: Six Plays by Richard Foreman
This guy's supposed to be a leader in avant-garde theatre in the US, so I picked this one up. So far, I've made it through "Eddie Goes to Poetry City" and have started on "The Mind King." It's not the best absurdist theatre I've read by a long shot, but I could see it being a force in production. It's certainly more tonal than anything else, and the language is pretty electric--very streaming, very forceful. I'd have to see it staged to truly appreciate it, I think, but reading it is a nice imaginative springboard.
In short, I'm sort of looking forward to getting through these and into something that really going to grab me by the balls. Next up will probably be Bluebeard by Vonnegut or Stranger in a Strange Land by Heinlein.