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JOHN OSTRANDER: My Way Or the Highway

ostrander100-5932297I’m not going to tell you that I’m an expert on marriages and relationships because that would be a gol-durned lie, but one item of contention seems to pop up regularly between men and women who are cohabiting.

Leaving the toilet seat up or down.

It may be an issue in same-sex relationships; I don’t know. I have heard quite a bit of it between male-female cohabitants to the point of it being a cliché’. It was, however, a real debate that I and my late wife, Kim Yale, had. Her argument was that if she went to the bathroom in the middle of the night and the toilet set wasn’t down, she would fall in, get wet, and then I was certain to be woken up to hear about it. My response is that if I went to the bathroom in the middle of the night and didn’t look down, I’d pee all over the seat. If I had to do check, why not her? Her response was that the seat could get gross and it was the guy’s responsibility. My response – well, my full response would get me a severe talking to by the women on ComicMix. Let’s just say I’d didn’t think she was any more fragile than I was and we both had the responsibility to make sure the seat was where we needed it to be. We never reached agreement on the topic.

These days I keep the seat and the lid down for two separate but very good reasons. One is that I read that, when you flush, a fine spray of toilet water – and any particulate matter in it – rises from the bowl and settles over the area, including toothbrushes. Plus, our cat Windy has a tendency to play full immersion Baptist in the toilet bowls in the lid is up.

The first reason alone would’ve reason enough for me. If Kim had hit me with that one, I would have had to concede the point. At the time, I didn’t feel like conceding the point because her argument didn’t make sense to me. It didn’t fall-in with my way of thinking. (more…)

RIC MEYERS: Vacancy of Honor

ric-meyers-100-4443646It’’s autumn.

Yes, I know you look out the window, check the weather, glance at the calendar. It’’s still summer out there. But for the fine folk who work the service industries, it’s already fall, and their stores, movie theaters, and DVD shelves reflect that “fact” – filling ever fuller of loss leaders and also-rans.

Thankfully, this pre-school/pre-new TV season/pre-Halloween period allows at least this columnist to ruminate on the similarities and differences between how diverse countries and cultures see this era. For example, Vacancy –Screen Gems’ attempt to create a top shelf slasher film – oops, I mean “grade A torture porn” — which, like “military intelligence,” is a contradiction in terms.

vacancy-5891867Everybody knows (or should) that slasher films can be enjoyed en masse –with crowds screaming and jumping in unison, while torture porn is best appreciated in the privacy of the home. Because, really, there’s no surprises or shocks in torture porn, just gross-outs. And, while it can be fun to go “ewwwww” in unison, many t.p.’s don’’t even have that kind of sadistic imagination involved.

So, hedging their bets, Screen Gems found a suitable prozacritic* quote: “It’’s Psycho meets Saw,” and went from there with the DVD release of Vacancy — the Luke Wilson/Kate Beckinsale suspense vehicle that borrows Norman Bates’’ motel, the Two Thousand Maniacs’ town, the Snuff blueprint, and mashed them all together under the watchful eye of the unfortunately named Hungarian director Nimrod Antal.

There are really two kinds of t.p. flicks: the murder movie and the conflict film. In my book, For One Week Only: The World of Exploitation Films, I explained the difference between scripts that debased their characters and the ones that degraded them. The conflict film (Scream, Saw, etc.) degrades the characters with repeated abuses, but then the antagonists learn and fight back (sometimes successfully, sometimes not). The murder movie (Wolf Creek, Friday the 13th sequels, et al) debases their characters – that is, robs them of even their basest humanity to render them as mere victims ripe for the slaughter which comes like clockwork every seven minutes.

Vacancy, thankfully, is a conflict film, and not a terrible one. The disc’s special features start with an extra that is unheralded on the packaging: an alternate opening which immediately clues you to where the filmmakers’ hearts were. Because, even in a conflict film, an audience has two basic choices: hope they live or hope they don’t. You can enjoy their torment and/or enjoy their fight. The alternate opening starts at the end of the story, cluing you in that the bad guys didn’t “get away with it” but leaving the pretty protagonists’ fates as yet unknown.

The real fun starts with the “making of” featurette, in which handsome, pretty, accomplished, slick, professional Hollywood A-listers attempt to rationalize, with straight faces, why they are catering to the nasty niche. They don’t succeed, but, personally, I found their squirming far more entertaining than the actual film. I shrieked, I jumped, I “ewwwwww”ed. (more…)

Gordon Lee trial postponed AGAIN

The Rome News Tribune (via JK Parkin at Newsarama) reports that the Gordon Lee case has been postponed yet again. Judge Larry Salmon, who is presiding over the case, is sick. A new start date for the trial has not been set.

Any minute now, Galactus will just show up and interrupt the hearing.

STRIP REVIEW: LoserPalooza

loserpalooza-5360067First, the consumer report: LoserPalooza is a treasury-sized collection, which means it’s larger and more expensive than the usual run of comic-strip collections, and also that it collects strips from two previous smaller collections. In this case, LoserPalooza has the comics from Say Cheezy and Scrum Bums. LoserPalooza does have the Sunday strips in color, though, so it’s not entirely twice-baked beans. (It’s also rarely clear whether a strip is being reprinted in its entirety to begin with, or if all of the strips from the smaller collections make it into the Treasuries; specifically, it’s not clear in this case.)

Get Fuzzy is one of the most successful new strips of the past decade, and possibly the most successful strip launch since Dilbert in 1989. (The competition includes strips like Pickles, Baby Blues, and Adam @ Home, which aren’t as edgy as Get Fuzzy and so are probably in more papers daily. On the other hand, Get Fuzzy seems to be one of the most successful comics when it comes to selling reprint collections, so it’s hard to tell which strip actually makes the most money or has the most readers.) In any case, it’s still fairly young, for a daily newspaper strip, and it’s grown to a lot of papers pretty quickly.

As the characters note in a storyline mid-way through this book, Get Fuzzy could be seen as a Bizarro-world version of Garfield. A man of indeterminate age (Rob Wilco) lives with a cat (Bucky) and a dog (Satchel), and funny stuff ensues. Except, in Get Fuzzy, we don’t identify with the cat – Bucky is clearly insane (as all cats are). Satchel is lovable but dim, also like most dogs. And Rob isn’t quite as much of a loser as Jon Arbuckle. Well, he is a vegan rugby fan who hasn’t had a date in years, does something unspecified involving crunching numbers, and roots for the Red Sox – so maybe I should say that he’s a more realistic loser than Jon is. Get Fuzzy doesn’t have the ground-into-the-turf running jokes Garfield does – and I hope it won’t, even if it runs for thirty years – but it’s vastly younger than Garfield is, and hasn’t had time to get stale.

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Gordon Lee trial starts today

cbldf-3467110Via the Comic Book Legal Defense Fund: The eyes of the comics, publishing, and Free Expression communities are focused on Rome, GA as the trial of Gordon Lee begins this morning.

Mr. Lee will stand trial for two misdemeanor counts of distributing harmful to minors material, and faces penalties of up to a year and prison and $1,000 in fines for each count if convicted. Lee’s day in court comes after nearly three years of legal proceedings arising from the Halloween 2004 distribution of Alternative Comics #2, a Free Comic Book Day sampler which featured an excerpt from the critically acclaimed graphic novel The Salon that depicted Pablo Picasso in the nude, and was allegedly handed to a minor. The Comic Book Legal Defense Fund has spent $80,000 on Lee’s defense since taking the case in early 2005, and anticipates this week’s trial to cost another $20,000.

Lee’s case is also being closely watched by the mainstream media for its implications on Free Expression. In the past week, stories have appeared on NPR’s Morning Edition, CourtTV, and New York Magazine, joining profiles from venues including The New York Times, The Book Standard, and Publishers Weekly.

"This case has broad consequences for all retailers of First Amendment protected material," says CBLDF Executive Director Charles Brownstein. "If Gordon is found guilty, it would establish a precedent that makes the seller of any book, magazine, or film depicting non-sexual nudity vulnerable to a similar prosecution in the State of Georgia." He adds, " We’re confident that Gordon is not guilty of the charges he’s accused of, and that the work in question comes nowhere near the threshold the law requires to deem a work harmful to minors."

"It’s appalling that these charges were brought in the first place," Brownstein says. "It’s outrageous that it’s taken nearly three years, a complete change of facts by the prosecution midstream, and tens of thousands of dollars for Gordon to get his day in court. Now that we’re here, we have every confidence in our legal team of Alan Begner, Cory Begner, and Paul Cadle to wage the best defense on Gordon’s behalf. We couldn’t have done it without the overwhelming support of the comics community, whose contributions have ensured that we are able to fight back."

For a detailed summary of the case and its developments, please see Gordon Lee: The Road to Trial

To make a tax-deductible contribution to the Comic Book Legal Defense Fund, please visit their donations page.

ELAYNE RIGGS: Wanderlust

elayne100-2752123One of the side effects of "the internets" making the world a more accessible place for many of us is how it’s fueled my desire for travel.  But in truth, that was probably kindled when I was but a wee babe and my parents decided to drive across the country and back — pretty ambitious considering my mom was pregnant at the time.  I’m told my 1-year-old self experienced all sorts of national historic sites and sights, none of which I remember of course, but enough of it probably seeped into my subconscious and stuck that the idea of Going Places has appealed to me ever since.

I was pretty fortunate when I was a teenager, in that my family had both means and relatives overseas.  We made a pilgrimage in 1973 to Israel and then Romania.  I was so proud of going to a country with a foreign language that I was studying at the time!  I’ve never liked the stereotype of the Ugly American, and so I remain determined never to travel to a country where I can’t speak the dominant language.  Which lets out most of them, I fear, but to me it’s just plain common courtesy.  And common sense; I have no right to complain about people living (and especially running businesses) in the US who don’t converse at all in English if I refuse or am unable to converse in the prevailing tongue of my destination of choice.  Israel was to be my Big Test to see how well I did in Hebrew.  Imagine my frustration when, to a person, everyone I encountered heard my American accent and immediately switched to speaking English.

My mom went me one better — she spoke Yiddish both in Israel and Romania, and everyone with whom we had lengthy conversations could communicate with her in the "Jewish Esperanto," including my dad’s Romanian relatives.  I still haven’t quite gotten the hang of Yiddish, which I really thought I’d catch onto when we were kids as it was what Mom and Dad spoke when they didn’t want us kids to know what they were saying; but even being in the German Honor Society in college (Yiddish has more German words in it than just about anything else) didn’t really help.  And my Romanian was pretty bad too, sad considering it’s a Romance language and has a lot of the same words and grammatical rules as Spanish and French, with which I had a passing acquaintance in high school and college.  I miss those days when I was around 20 or so and majoring in linguistics and could passably get by in about five languages; nowadays I’d need massive Berlitz-type refresher courses to retrieve even a tenth of the knowledge I used to possess.

But I digress.  The thing I remember most about Romania — still under the yoke of Ceausescu at the time — was that I almost got arrested at the airport.

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The Big ComicMix Broadcast #84

The Big ComicMix Broadcast is back home and raring to dive into all the new comics & DVDs for the week, plus we give you some news on the future of Spawn, DC’s new Shazam! for kids, cheaper game systems, and new anime on TV. Then there’s another Free Comic Day for Marvel– this time at the baseball parks– and do you remember the hits of the group "Magic Circle"?  You do — trust us!!

Come on, let’s get started — PRESS THE BUTTON!

 

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GRAPHIC NOVEL REVIEW: Shenanigans

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Yes, the title is Shenanigans,” with quotation marks already in place. No, I don’t know why. It’s not a direct quote, there’s no place named Shenanigans in the story, and it doesn’t seem to be an ironic “air-quote,” either. (There’s more than one bar in this book that could easily have been named Shenanigans, but none of them actually are.) It’s just an annoying, unnecessary tic.

“Shenanigans” is pleasant but unexceptional, a frothy romantic comedy that I suspect started off as a screenplay and probably would have worked better in filmed form. It takes place in St. Louis, where our creepy main character, Holden, gets kicked out of his girlfriend’s apartment at Christmas-time for obsessively playing videogames instead of going out to dinner with her. I’m not sure how old he is; he seems to be a student, but we really don’t get a sense of his normal day-to-day life or a solid idea of what he does for a living. The one thing we see him doing seems like a college work-study program: teaching kids to play hockey. Although…he does seem to sponge off the women in his life, which may be a clue as to his lifestyle.

Holden meets a young woman named Casey, and moves in with her that night. (Help me out here: is that as weird and unrealistic as I think it is, or are twenty-somethings really that friendly these days?) They also sleep in the same bed the night they meet, but don’t have sex, which is just a bizarre combination, especially since the story takes pains to point out that they didn’t have sex. Between the scenes that we see, they drift into something like a normal boyfriend-girlfriend relationship (except for the fact that he’s sponging off her as he did with his last girlfriend), and presumably they start having sex at some point…though the story doesn’t feel the need to explain that point.

Then the story finally starts: Casey has been working as a waitress, but decides to start tutoring college students in math instead. Her qualifications: she’s really really good at mental arithmetic, and she’s totally hot. (No, seriously. There’s no sign that she has a math degree, or anything of that nature. So she seems to be coaching college students in, at best, high-school algebra. My opinion of the fine colleges of St. Louis is still diving as I type this.) Since she’s totally hot, all of her clients are horndog young men who think they’re going to score with her, so her tutoring sessions consist mostly of her edging away from them. She doesn’t seem to realize this, which I suppose makes her some sort of idiot savant…or maybe not a savant. Speaking of not realizing things, her advertisements are clearly based on those for prostitutes, which Holden instantly realized (well, he would, wouldn’t he?), but Casey just doesn’t see.

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DENNIS O’NEIL: Spoiler Alert!

Spoiler alert! Spoiler alert! Spoiler alert! Danger Will Robinson! Alarums and excursions! Better watch out, better not cry, better not pout…Beware! Mayday! Here there be dragons! Detour, there’s a muddy road ahead…

Okay, enough of that.

What I’m warning you about is the ending of The Bourne Ultimatum, now playing at a multiplex near you, recipient of good reviews, maker of serious bucks and, in the opinion of residents of this house, a pretty good popcorn flick.

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Mike Wieringo: 1963-2007

mikewieringo-5994737Via Warren Ellis and Newsarama: Mike Wieringo, the artist well known for drawing Flash, Robin, Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man, Sensational Spider-Man, Adventures of Superman, Fantastic Four, and the co-creator of Tellos and Impulse, suffered a fatal heart attack on Sunday.

Everybody in the comics industry is shocked and saddened at his sudden passing, including collaborators Peter David and Todd Dezago.

We’ll post more details about services and the like as we get them.

UPDATE 8:57 PM EDT: More kind words from Mark Waid and Karl Kesel.