Saturday, September 19, 2020

That beats any meat injection

I've never tried heroin and probably never will, but the closest I've ever come to the ecstasy of Allison in Trainspotting - and her sheer fucking pleasure of spiking up in Trainspotting - is when I had an ear infection recently that gummed everything up good and proper, and the ear popped for the first time in many days and stayed clear.

That beats any fucking cock in the world.

Friday, September 18, 2020

Even the Demon knows how deal with Nazis

It appears that many people, including the world's largest social media companies, are very troubled by how they should deal with Nazi scum, but even Etrigan The Demon always knows how to deal with that shit.

- From The Demon #48 (1994)
By Garth Ennis and John McCrea

Thursday, September 17, 2020

Immortals: Gods among us

Immortals is nobody's favourite film, unless you're a super-fan of the chiseled abs of Henry Cavill or Steven Dorff's irresistible smugness, and we can't blame you for that. But the scenes where the Gods descend to earth and just fuck up the entire world around them are bitching. More Luke Evans always helps, too.

Wednesday, September 16, 2020

Tuesday, September 15, 2020

Nobby's Auckland isn't completely gone

Walking around Auckland in 2020, and you can still see echoes and ghosts of Nobby Clark's city,  even though most of it was torn down decades ago

A lot of the beautiful freaks are gone, but some of the buildings and archways and walls survive, even now. There's the toilet block that is still in use decades later, and the odd Parnell villa, even if it's now full of artisan chocolates and high-brand clothing instead of grotty stoners.

Some things endure.

Monday, September 14, 2020

Beavis and Butthead and the finest piece of criticism ever

Butthead plainly pointing out that you have to have parts that suck - because they make the rocking parts sound cooler - is seriously one of the very best pieces of media criticism I've ever heard.

Sunday, September 13, 2020

We can't ever go back to Arizona!

I'm still pretty new at this whole parenting thing, but I am starting to believe that the way Simon in Frisky Dingo always slooooowly pushed his bowl of cereal onto the floor was some kind of universal truth about raising a child.

Saturday, September 12, 2020

How many years has it been?

I only just discovered that there is now a shorter gap between the Lee Kirby X-Men #1 and the Claremont/Lee X-Men #1, than there is between the 1991 comic and now.

Sure, Macaulay Culkin might be 40, but that X-gap makes me feel more old as fuck than anything else in the world.

Friday, September 11, 2020

Lesser Gaiman isn't hard to find

I get embarrassingly emotional about disposing of old comics every week, but even with that kind of naked sentimentality, some of the easiest to get rid of are the Neil Gaiman comics.

I'll probably hold onto his Sandman stuff (but none of the spin-offs), and I'll always have a copy of the original Books Of Magic, and any of the brilliant original graphic novels he did with Dave McKean still pack a punch. But the amount of Gaiman comics in the collection has been steadily deflating in recent years. I once had almost all of his comics, now I've just got a handful.

It's not that I've grown out of it or anything. While there has been a sense of repetition in a lot of his stories over the past decade, Gaiman's voice is still an interesting and comforting one, mixing one part hard intellect with two parts whimsy and a whole lot of hand-holding and playful fantasy. I still enjoy a lot of his comics, and will continue reading them for years.

But I don't need my own copies, because finding lesser Gaiman is always so easy. It's easier to hold onto something like the Nth Man rather than 1602 or Whatever Happened to the Caped Crusader  - and not just because The Nth man is one of the top five Marvel comics ever created -  because 1602 and the Batman comic will remain in print on the sheer power of the Gaiman brand for a long, long time to come.

Larry Hama has been a God in my world since I was 12, but Gaiman isn't just a comic writer, he is a Big Name in publishing and general media now, and libraries and bookstores will be full of these things

So it doesn't matter if I sell off the original Stardust issues that I've had since the 90s - even though parting with gorgeous Charles Vess is always such sweet, sweet sorrow - because if I ever get the urge for more faerie in my life, it'll always be down the local library.