Thursday, December 20, 2007
Friday, December 07, 2007
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Next: Pt. II. More crosshatching, watercolor, assorted bitching, moaning.
Monday, December 03, 2007
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Next: End Pt. I/ Brink of Death.
Also:Whiling away the hours, indifferently awaiting the boring conclusion of Part I? I heartily recommend occupying the time with the only comic even more delayed than our present entertainment, Mr. Alan Moore and Mr. Kevin O'Neill's impossibly densely composed League of Extraordinary Gentlemen: The Black Dossier. The adventure is as cracking fun as ever, but with the further expansion of the historical timeline, the literary gamesmanship has simply gone bonkers. The story is fractured and experimental, at least as madly ambitious as the "New Traveller's Almanac" in Volume 2. That breathtaking brain-bender was my favorite League piece, and it's been surpassed by Black Dossier.
I mention this here, because the fictional-text crunching has long left obsessive Victoriana, and now extends into the 1950s, which 1) allows a gratifying opening sequence of Mina Harker smashing in James Bond's teeth and lamenting his thuggery and misogyny, and 2) opens the playing field to a dazzling, crazed expanse of film and television referents. Cinephiles who could normally take or leave such delights as singularly dirty-mouthed Shakespeare pastiches, are advised to check it totally out. Carry On in-jokes! Avengers obscuriana in the opening pages! A Gorgo gag that's worth the price of admission! A Chaplin reference that will blow your goddamned mind! Extended Whatever Happened to Baby Jane? riff includes cruel Rock Hudson joke! You won't believe what you're seeing. Bone up on your Quatermass and the Pit and Fireball XL5 creatures before diving in.