Yeah, it did take me until now to finally read Herbie. It is so much exactly the kind of thing that I would like that the delay seems weird, but it’s a big world, and you can only do one thing at a time. I finally got to this particular thing, and can finally talk…
Deadpool? Who the heck is Deadpool? What the heck is a Deadpool? That’s Deadpool? Looks like he’s wearing a costume that Spider-Man gave to the Salvation Army. Superhero, huh? With his own movie. It made how much? A hundred and thirty-five million dollars opening weekend? American money? Yeah, I didn’t see Deadpool coming either. Oh…
My previously documented fascination with Herbie, "The Fat Fury," received a shot in the arm yesterday, courtesy of this observation by Tom Spurgeon: Apparently, Dark Horse Comics has quietly announced plans to collect the Ogden Whitney series in a new print edition. The Dark Horse Comics product profile for the edition had this to say…
Pappy’s Golden Age Comics Blogzine has posted a set of pages from Herbie, one of my favorite old comic series, and it’s a very, very special issue. What’s the appeal of Herbie, you might be wondering? Well, as far as I can tell, Herbie is sort of a slacker’s Little Nemo in Slumberland. Each issue…
