It’s great to see the other supporting actors from Classic Trek show up, but where’s Bill and Nimoy?
Bob from the shop gives me a call.
“Can you come in? I gotta take Mike to the doctor.”
“Dude, what’s up with Mike?”
“His eye – it’s all fucked up. He’s wearing an eyepatch. That and his bald head makes him look like a white Nick Fury.”
At this point, Mike chimes in, faintly from the background.
“Nick Fury IS WHITE. It’s only in the Ultimate universe that he’s black and bald.”
“Mike, you’ve got more important things to worry about.”
“No, THAT IS IMPORTANT.”
In an interview on NBC’s Today, President Bush was asked if he thought the war on terrorism could be won.
He said: “I don’t think you can win it.”
Words fail me.
I think I went to college with this monkey.
OK, so, yes, I’m a notorious liberal and most of the people who read this blog probably are on the left side of things, knowing my friends and associates. If you’ve just stumbled across this and vote Republican, I want to ask a couple of questions and seriously, answer them in the comments. Don’t just lean on the crutches or parrot party lines – answer the following questions honestly if you vote Republican. If you vote Democrat, don’t comment or respond to comments please. This is semi-serious polltaking on my part. All I ask of the people who fill this out is that they answer just the question, and not decide to rant about Kerry or something not related. Think of it as being a witness in a trial. A sexy, sexy witness. Damn, baby.
1. So, you vote Republican. Why?
2. As a Republican voter, how has your life improved under Bush?
3. Do you believe that Republican candidates care about you more than their special interests?
4. If yes, tell me how they’ve shown this. By the way, fighting terror is not an answer. You probably weren’t going to get blown up, anyway.
5. Is the anti-abortion / pro-life argument something that may blind you to other issues? Be honest. (Seriously – I know it tints my perceptions when I hear a Democratic candidate go anti-abortion on me.)
6. What is the biggest issue that affects your family that’s important in this election? How have the Republicans addressed it?
7. What is the biggest issue that affects your town that’s important in this election? How have the Republicans addressed it?
8. Where do you live? (Just the state, please. I don’t want to be accused of stalking people.)
I promise that I shan’t bash any of your responses or make judgement calls – I would appreciate the same on your side. I am genuinely curious as to why people are supporting Bush and want people to examine why they make choices. I just did the same thing and think everyone who’s voting this year needs to take a moment away from what they’re being told and think for themselves. It may be surprising when you look at the candidates, the parties, and how you are affected by them. Click on the little envelope to email this link to other conservatives / Republicans if you want – I want as broad a survey as possible.
In a fit of insomnia-induced delerium, I just submitted my resume to DC Comics for an assistant editorial position in New York. My cover letter is one of sheer bravado and thunder.
I left my last position when I realized that I wasn’t happy – my skills as a writer and creator were being wasted calling people up and trying to get them to purchase software. I oftentimes found myself wanting to break out of the “salesman” mode and move into something more creative, but with most fields it’s impossible for one to shift easily, if at all. Why would I want to give up the financial rewards of a sales position? Because I was miserable doing something I happened to do well but with no passion.
This is where DC Comics comes in. I have been a comics reader since I was 10 – the first comic I read regularly was the original DC STAR TREK series and I found myself progressing to the other titles. I read a broad variety of comics and non-comics work and consider myself to be a critical, creative thinker. Proofreading and editing documents that friends and coworkers have done is something that I have always enjoyed – probably more than is healthy. Getting the chance to work with a writer to further a vision that’s both commercially and creatively satisfying as a career would be as close as I could get to a calling.
Darkseid would be shocked and amazed at the size of my testes. Apokolips would shudder.
The Wold Newton Universe is Ultra Extreme Fanboy Bukkake.
(In case you don’t know what it is and clicking on the link seems like a bit too much work, the Wold Newton Universe is an effort to connect every pulp fictional character ever in a single timeline. You know, I like Batman, Doc Savage, and James Bond. I don’t think they need to be doing tabasco shooters at the Hooter’s in Gotham.)
Well. It certainly won’t be miscasting that kills the upcoming Batman Begins movie.
Wow. Dead on, that Jim Gordon. Here’s Tim Sale’s take of Gordon from the same era…
Boy, the animated sequel to Quadrophenia is messed up…
Courtesy of Mike Sterling’s excellent comics blog.
I am in one of those melancholy-for-no-reason moods. Of course, instead of combatting this with some of the surf movies I’ve got from Netflix for a project, I’ve opted to watch Lost In Translation, which makes me homesick for Japan (where I’ve only spent maybe 2 1/2 months of my life) and mope.
OK, and maybe I’m looking at Scarlett Johansson a lot.
“For relaxing times, make it Suntory time.”
I’ve set up a CafePress shop so, if you want, you can buy shirts that say something that some people might find witty.
He’s no Nightfist, but I’m damned happy this came in…
Punching is the new black.
If you didn’t know, I’m an (extreme) part-timer at my local comic shop and I guarantee I get three-four calls over a weekend that go something like this:
“Good afternoon, Comicazi, how can I help you?”
“Do you buy comics?”
“We sure do – what do you have?” Note that I act very, very nice because it makes the final blow so much sweeter.
“Uh, I got a bunch of X-Men, Spawn and Spider-Man from the 90s. What are they worth?” I can practically see the dollar signs floating in front of their cornea over the phone.
“Sadly, nothing to us. We currently are stocked up on them and a lot of them are in our fifty cent bin. We usually don’t buy books from after 1980 unless they’re really exceptional.” My tone? Still very nice.
“But I’ve got the death of Superman!” Ah, the last-ditch attempt to impress me with their buying savvy.
“So do a couple of million other people. If a couple of million folks have something, it’s not worth as much.”
“I bought these as an investment!” At this point, they’re sputtering. I can tell they think I’m a complete bastard who is lying to them, will offer to buy them for pennies on the dollar, and then turn around to sell them to collectors who will pay millions for these wares.
“Next time, I’d recommend a mutual fund.”
With this comment, people usually laugh at their foolishness or get very angry. I always sort of hope it’s the former, but the latter amuses me a lot more.
I’ve owned a copy of Hero since May of last year and am probably not going to see the new theatrical release for a number of reasons despite the fact that I adore the movie.
First: Quentin Tarantino Presents?!? To quote the bard: “OMG WTF?” The reason for this is actually pretty admirable – Miramax (or Miramaxe as some people put it) originally chopped the movie up, reduced the running time (much like Shaolin Soccer, which went from over two hours to 90-something minutes) and removed several chunks of plot. QT heard about these changes and said “Hey, wait a minute there – this movie rocks! Don’t edit it down! If you stick my name on it, people will come see it.” Miramax decides to go with this plan, but makes sure to insert some heavy-handed exposition and voiceovers because, you know, Americans are dumb. The studio deciding to add QT’s name to this is a blatant expression of their disdain for their audience, which ties into…
Second: Do I want to support a studio release that’s been pushed back over a dozen times in the last two years? What does this say about the studio’s feelings toward the audience? They just don’t care. Do I want to do business with a company like that? (Note: I am hiding my Kill Bill DVD cases so you can’t see them.)
Third: Once again, I already have it on DVD. (Actually, Josh has my copy, ahem.) It’s a legal copy and I can watch it whenever I want. “But Kevin, what about the theatrical experience?” you can say. “Paying $10 to see an altered version of movie I own when I’m unemployed seems a bit silly, no?” says I. See also: I can pause the DVD to look at Maggie Cheung for a long, long time. The fact I can get legal copies of movies well before their US release date for about $5 over the cost of a ticket makes no sense, but I figure if I see the movie more than once, I’ve already made a wise purchase.
The excellent Infernal Affairs comes out domestically next month. I have a copy within literal arm’s reach right now and can go pick up parts 2 and 3 any time I feel like going to Chinatown and visiting Po over at Fortune Market. That’s either a sign of how quickly they make movies in Hong Kong or how slowly the US distributors work.
Living in the Media Future is great – I read the shop’s preview copy of the first issue of Great Morrison and Frank Quitely’s We3 and it is, forgive the enthusiasm and Anglophiliation, bloody terrific. The site describes it best – The Incredible Journey meets The Terminator (I presume it means the first, really good one). They’ve knocked themselves out with this effort to reproduce the movement that manga gives without the annoying pacing issues I find with most of that particular subsect of the medium. If you don’t buy it, you are dead to me.
Maybe it’s because I think “Hell, I earned some damned unemployment” or the eBay sales actually pay some bills, but I was arrogant with someone who contacted me at 11:00 Friday morning, wanting me to come by that afternoon for an interview.
See, I submitted my resume to them a week and a half ago and they’re deciding “OH MY GOD, WE HAVE TO INTERVIEW TODAY?” and that sits pretty poorly with me. What sort of A) flaky, inconsiderate organization or B)passive-aggressive [insert pejorative] does that sort of thing? I fired off a quick email saying I’d be more than glad to come by Monday afternoon, as I was busy (a complete lie, but hey, I’m not sure I want to work for this sort of person) all day Friday.
I got a response email at about 4:00:
Thank you for your reply. We actually have a candidate we offered the position to today. In the event that it does not work out for some reason, we will notify you, as you were also a strong candidate for this position.
Oh, yeah, I’m really missing out with this one, I can tell. I could mention that a certain very good friend of mine applied for, interviewed, and got the job she’s got in one day. I could also mention that she seems overburdened and underappreciated.
Aaron told me to go read Scott Pilgrim’s Precious Little Life because he, unlike me, got over the fact that it looks a bit, well, emo and ordered it. He was right with this one – it’s a riot. Scott Pilgrim’s awesome lifestyle (he’s 23, rocks out in a band, and has a girlfriend who’s in high school) is turned upside down with the appearance of Ramona Flowers in his dreams. What follows is impossible to describe without sounding like a maniac. Recommended highly – I can’t wait to read Scott Pilgrim Versus The World.