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Cat: Can sense impending death in humans, will instinctively cover its own poop

Is there not a nice grease fire somewhere that this bag of assholes can roll around in?

The only Hawk we need. I think I already ranted about this at length in the Hawkman article, but JLU Hawkgirl not only instantly eliminated all the dumbshit about Hawkman that requires eighty constantly-replenished pounds of fansplaining (i.e., flying half-naked through freezing winds with a ton of ornamental

DAMN YOU DO NOT MAKE ME START WEEPING OVER A DYING ZOMBIE AGAIN

Well, shit. I’m unhappy but not that surprised; Batman ‘66 has varied wildly in quality lately and the Green Hornet cross-over was three times longer than it should’ve been. I will miss you, Comic Book Cesar. I will miss you, Comic Book Yvonne. I will miss you, Comic Book Eartha (even if you only popped up once).

Langella is incredible in this, even under what appears to be twenty pounds of raw dough. Too bad the limited budget—and screenwriter (The Dark Crystal, Supergirl) David Odell’s penchant for dragging thirty minutes of plot out to ninety—result in so much unfulfilled potential.

Wokka wokka wacko.

He could go far.

“Ohh-h-h, that’s a very bad idea, Willllbur.”

WORST IDEA EVER

Don’t want to get those hands dirty, just had my nails did.

I wish I had a clip to link to, but I’ve dreamed of reenacting a particular scene from the horror-satire The Day of the Beast (El Día de la Bestia, 1995) on someone who deserves it: convinced by an Omen-style “accident” that the Anti-Christ is among us and must be slain, a priest attempts to infiltrate the ranks of

SPURRTZ BULD KARAKTAR

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But that is the response typical of the asshole who whines that “political correctness” is destroying his or her “way of life.” Kicking someone who’s already down is an act of freedom-preserving bravado in their mind, worthy of the shiniest of medals. As long as they’re not the one being kicked. Then they shriek like

If the Jaeger is Mechani-Kong, I’m in.

It’s the one thing everyone should get: media isn’t “liberal” or “conservative;” it’s “for-profit.” Like a corrupt government that sells arms to both sides, it doesn’t give a shit who gets killed as long as it makes a buck.

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Oh, hell, why not just throw the Thing-Ring version of The Thing into the mix?

OH FOR GOD(Jack Kirby)‘S SAKE