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Hah! Llaveracs are a bit aristocratic and artsy for Leslie - actually, now that I think of it, April is a bit like a mashed-together version of the daughters. Ron Swanson is totally a Medawar, though.

Ashley Williams is now the bored, complacent, slightly portly Assistant Regional Manager of S-Mart. Twice divorced, thrice turned down for the big position, he never quite got to be the King again. He stares at the SCA nerds that practice in the park as he drives by in his beat up Delta 88, muttering about how he

I would have been much, much more impressed if he actually cut them out of paper and made pop-ups, which is essentially what they are - without the work.

Carla Speed McNeill's Finder. A dense, stylistically and narratively wide-ranging series about a unique future humanity. Anthropological, mythic, imaginative, and ambitious, it features great art, writing, worldbuilding, and character work. It's actually a little hard to sum up what Finder is about without being

You never take a picture of anyone, anywhere, without their permission. Period.
You're a journalist taking pictures of crowds, fine, wear the press tag openly and snap away. But you single someone out, you ask their goddamn motherfucking permission.

I believe you.

Ugh.

There's always Law and the Multiverse if you want to have it both ways!

The heavy-handed allegory (for good or ill) of her Daredevil run was helped immensely by arguably the best stretch of artwork of John Romita Jr.'s career.

Hmm. I think Pettibon was more influenced by comics than the other way around, but now that I think about it, his slice-of-thought, "single panel" style has very probably affected the autobiographical comics scene.
On that page from Jennie One, I see a very strong influence from an artist named Eddie Campbell; he's

Thank the gods, at least, they put in pteryges (those are those skirt-flaps, classic Hellenic warwear), which should have been part of her canon costume for the last thirty years.

She's still a highly trained warrior. She should at least pack better guns than an underwear model.

It's a lovely, lovely show. I still haven't seen all the episodes, but there's a tone that feels so right about how the show captures the city - even more so than Treme, somehow. Maybe it's because Frank's Place, despite being stocked with Generic Southern Archetypes, doesn't wear its authenticity on its sleeve. It

Dada's fine. He does jokes, and does it well. It's more that, here's music from one of the titans of the twentieth century, heralding a new film about his life, and the only conversation actually about him consists of "meh, okay I guess". That it is preceded by about a hundred weak jokes is just icing on the cake.

"No one wants to be Moebius? Anyone?"
*puts on funny pointed hat*
"Well, as usual, it'll be up to me."

This is one of the most depressing comment threads I have ever seen. It actually makes me want to quit reading AVC comments forever. Goddamn.

What about 'pixelated art' strikes you as cliche?

Good pick! I can already imagine worlds of implied backstory with Fury.

The fact that he's IMMEDIATELY recognizable is kind of hilarious in itself.

After Toejam & Earl are Simon Phoenix and John Spartan.
"Master Chief" is the Doom space marine.