I may be in the minority, but I found "The Death of Spiderman" in the Ultimate line to be every bit as affecting as "All-Star Superman." Maybe not as masterful, but easily as pure in it's depiction of a particular hero being truly 'heroic.'
I may be in the minority, but I found "The Death of Spiderman" in the Ultimate line to be every bit as affecting as "All-Star Superman." Maybe not as masterful, but easily as pure in it's depiction of a particular hero being truly 'heroic.'
I hate (in big gaudy font with three underlines) author filibusters. And Jubal Harshaw is basically an anthropomorphic author filibuster. Not to mention that basically everything he says irks me to my core (libertarian philosophy, yay! Murder all the police officers you want Michael, they were trespassing on my…
I hate (in big gaudy font with three underlines) author filibusters. And Jubal Harshaw is basically an anthropomorphic author filibuster. Not to mention that basically everything he says irks me to my core (libertarian philosophy, yay! Murder all the police officers you want Michael, they were trespassing on my…
I would rather be torn asunder by a razor-blade-and-tabasco-sauce tornado than ever be subjected to another page of Stranger in a Strange Land. Fucking Jubal Harshaw.
I would rather be torn asunder by a razor-blade-and-tabasco-sauce tornado than ever be subjected to another page of Stranger in a Strange Land. Fucking Jubal Harshaw.
What I said, only logged in now.
What I said, only logged in now.
I'm sure some people would rather not listen to it at all, but I've always had a giant soft spot for Aimee Mann's The Forgotten Arm. It's an album that I save for the last two weeks of summer, a time that's always seemed to me to be a weird mixture of wistful and sultry, Sitting on the porch and listening all the way…
I'm sure some people would rather not listen to it at all, but I've always had a giant soft spot for Aimee Mann's The Forgotten Arm. It's an album that I save for the last two weeks of summer, a time that's always seemed to me to be a weird mixture of wistful and sultry, Sitting on the porch and listening all the way…
Man, you guys really hate Grave. The yellow crayon speech is easily enough to push it up to my . . . fifth or sixth favorite, I'm not sure.
Man, you guys really hate Grave. The yellow crayon speech is easily enough to push it up to my . . . fifth or sixth favorite, I'm not sure.
Me too. Probably for different reasons.
Me too. Probably for different reasons.
Okay, Juanito. You're a crazy asshole. You're the worst sort of pretentious nerd and that is really, really saying something. Every single one of your points is complete nonsense and you obviously get off on playing the "one sane man, bemoaning the downfall of western society" archetype. Get over yourself.
Grumble grumble no Karofsky grumble grumble.
Love the shout-out to Courtney Crumrin. One of my very favorite comics and one that I'm super excited to see continued soon.
See, I loved how bleak the book was getting. I loved the larger-scale storytelling that Powell was giving us, because I think Powell is exceptionally good at putting genuine pathos in the midst of all of these ridiculous/grotesque things. But recently I think Powell has just lost any interest in telling that kind of…
@avclub-3a04d36f2c53226d9c27c607cea5e299:disqus : I think you mean a "husband's bulge."
You guys suck.
@avclub-87e5534d9bc0a57552c66125db770c46:disqus : I think it has something to do with how in all the modern books Iron Man and Cap basically have to cuddle whenever they go anywhere, since Cap can't fly.