Why don’t we get after-Hallowe’en statistics like this in Vancouver? I’m very curious as to how many crimes were committed by popular fictional characters. I’m pretty sure Boba Fett tried to roofie a friend of mine. Or was that me?
This is an interesting little article. A collection of excerpts from various interviews where different comic book artists talk about real-life encounters with their characters. I’ve seen a few of these before, but they’re well worth reading again. One of my favourites comes from Alan Moore:
One day, I was in Westminster in London — this was after we had introduced the character — and I was sitting in a sandwich bar. All of a sudden, up the stairs came John Constantine. He was wearing the trenchcoat, a short cut — he looked — no, he didn’t even look exactly like Sting. He looked exactly like John Constantine. He looked at me, stared me straight in the eyes, smiled, nodded almost conspiratorially and then just walked off around the corner to the other part of the snack bar.
I sat there and thought, should I go around that corner and see if he is really there, or should I just eat my sandwich and leave? I opted for the latter; I thought it was the safest. I’m not making any claims to anything. I’m just saying that it happened.
Go through the whole thing, you’ll find it well worth the read.
Isn’t that just one of the nicest renditions of Eris you’ve ever seen? It comes from D.J Coffman’s blog Yirmumah.com, which has one of the more interesting gimmicks I’ve seen yet. Basically, you send him two bucks via the PayPal with a request, and he’ll provide it for you in visual format. He’s already managed to piss off Scott Kurtz from PVP for this one, so the man is a king in my book. Go check it out, and if you request anything, make sure to tell me!
Bwah-hah-hah! Oh, goodness, I just want them to give Ron Perlman a talk show where he interviews people in-character as Hellboy. It would make me the happiest camper on the face of the planet. I know The Dark night is getting lots of kudos for its viral campaign, but I’m really enjoying Hellboy’s more. Bonus video after the jump – Inside The Actor’s Studio, with Hellboy! (more…)
Oh, I do love me some Power Girl, and this is perfect. Good, funny acting, a great costume, and the always amusing premise of “superheroes in the real world”. I love it.
“In the film Fight Club, the real name of the protagonist (Ed Norton’s character) is never revealed. Many believe the reason behind this anonymity is to give “Jack” more of an everyman quality. Do not be deceived. “Jack” is really Calvin from the comic strip Calvin and Hobbes. It’s true. Norton portrays the grown-up version of Calvin, while Brad Pitt plays his imaginary pal, Hobbes, reincarnated as Tyler Durden.”
And so begins The Return of Hobbes, a metatextual deconstruction of Fight Club which posits it to be a sequel of sorts to Bill Watterson’s amazing surrealist-fantasy comic strip, Calvin & Hobbes. Comparing the commodification of of the life of our unnamed protagonist of Fight Club to the artificial process of “growing up and being realistic”, Galvin Chow presents a thought-provoking comparison between the themes of Calvin & Hobbes (a self-absorbed, precocious child with a runaway imagination) to those of Fight Club (a world-weary yuppie who’s psyche literally forces him to destroy his materialistic life while not taking direct responsibility). It’s really astounding; almost everything fits, it all makes sense in some weird, twisted manner. While one would be foolish to argue that this was the genuine intention of the film, Chow’s essay definitely gives us a different viewpoint on both of these modern-day cultural touchstones.
There’s not really much a person can say about this, except pure genius. Peanuts, by way of Charles Bukowski; a sad tale of eight year olds, alcohol, and emptiness.
This is a sample page from 200 Bad Comics, an archive of a bet to draw 200 (can you guess?) bad comics. Some are funny, some are dumb, some are just wtf weird, but the whole thing shouldn’t take you more than half an hour to go through, and really, do you have anything better to do? No. 21 is my favourite right now, but I can’t stop giggling at no. 25. I also have a sudden craving for Mexican food.
XKCD comics never fail to amuse, and the most recent is better than usual. Plus, it gets bonus points for allowing me to use the word “vagina” in the post title.
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