Definitely. I was perusing the racks and seeing cool stuff, and actually the fact that some of them are up to issue 7 already made me pause. Which it shouldn't, but it did.

Oh, and I also read the new Doom Patrol, which was a serious "what the fuck" and not in a good way. I was on board for the silliness and whimsy and the mystery of what is going on in Cliff's head, etc. and then the roommate blew up and nobody blinked. Instead they just acted like terrible human beings and I'm pretty…

Jimenez is pretty old school. I really enjoyed his run on Wonder Woman, too. I'm probably going to just end up adding this title to my pull.

I believe Rucka had the final word on the cover, actually, and he only has one book where his rubber-stamp means a damn.

It's been out for 77 years and been reprinted half a dozen times, and Matt Wagner even did a retread of the story within the last decade. We can't be held accountable for you missing this one, man!

Also, the greatest cartoon of all time, Thundarr the Barbarian.

I have been catching up on last months comics.

Yes, there were a host of other issues with the film.

I had never heard of the "Ring Theory" so of course I checked on that link and… I couldn't get through the first page (of seven!).

Huh.

More like, "Batman: Snyder's Still Producing So Watch Out."

He uses 90% of his brain, you know.

Apparently the murders, at least, were some kind of Lex Luthor plot, but you have to watch the extra special extended cut of the film to learn that, because a minor little plot point like that wasn't important enough for the theatrical release.

Exactly! Mars Attacks is a fun, silly movie that never once takes itself seriously.

I read that this weekend and thought it was trying too hard. Morrison brought the weirdness, but this felt more like weirdness for weirdness sake. Especially the roommate blowing up and total lack of reaction from anyone. I dunno. If it goes anywhere, I might give the trade a chance, but I think I'm hopping off this…

Also, I think, any film whose plot hinges on the fact that Tom Fucking Jones can fly a plane is alright in my book.

I tried the new salted caramel iced coffee this weekend. Wasn't thrilled. Gonna stick with pumpkin, I think.

L'il Punk was a handful this weekend. But we still let him stay up last night and watch The Incredibles. What a great movie. Watching it almost made me forget seeing the Patriots eat shit for three hours that afternoon.

You think you know a person because every facet of their existence is exhaustively documented by a rabid media hungry for the next click, and then this happens and you're forced to question everything you thought you knew.

According to all the movies I've ever seen, that pretty much proves that they were professional thieves. As if the rest of the operation didn't.