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I'd you can't handle me at my Godspeed You! Black Emperor, then honey you don't deserve me at my 3 Inches of Blood
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Finished Halloween Boy: Last of the Halloween Boys. Fun little read. Kinda like Adventure Time meets Lobster Johnson from Hellboy.
*creativity born out of being raised by class-traitor Hispanic Nazis gang stay winning*
But I will say, I absolutely adore the haughty, Russian-accented spirit-weasel companion, even though she's literally introduced just to replace another character that felt super important but was unceremoniously Chuck Cunningham'ed.
*watching someone blind-test themselves into accidentally recreating the 80s Pepsi vs Coke ad where Pepsi's inherent superiority was made glaringly revealed "Well, this [Pepsi] tastes better, so I'm guessing that has to be the Coke, right?"
I think the main reason why Betterman left such an impression on me as a kid was that there was something almost Black Lodge about it. That it wasn't just a horror anime, but that it was an anime from another dimension that is psychically hostile to humanity.
My *David Lynch asking "what the hell?"* quickly morphed into the lewd/misogyny-spewing Eraserhead baby from P.T..
Just finished My Gorilla Family by Iijima Ichiro. What an amazingly strange collections of manga shorts by what I can only describe as "the Japanese R. Crumb." Like, this *goes places*, so, yeah, don't read it in public. But now I gotta hunt down and see who else was published in Black Punch.
*opens a clown girl rescue and adoption center in front of your domicile*
If I can make a suggestion, while Crumb is talented (I would buy his art book but kinda don't want to support him), I think he's overrated. I'd say Spain Rodriguez is more interesting, as he had an anarchic, "fight the power" punk energy that Crumb lacks.
God, I want to read Dope Rider, but I have so many books already, but that one always appealed to me and the books for the vintage stuff is always so damn expensive.
Gaaaa, I love the little detail in the latest WH40K edition trailer where at the end, we flash back to the Emperor with his eyes glazed over, only for at the very last second his one good eye to look directly at the viewer.
So, today was a good second day of vacation. Finally set up for my first tattoo (the Conan piece attached, I know I am insane), found a rare-ish Frazetta book in the neighboring bookstore, found more kickass books on my way back through Brooklyn, and got some mini-painting stuff.
Oh boy 😀 my two-week vacation starts once I get past this one last shift 😁 I'm ever so lucky 😄
One day, the west will re/discover the GaoGaiGar/Betterman anime metaseries. Some day. Hopefully.
Just finished all 4 issues of Benjamin Marra's Night Business. A grotesque and strangely sincere love letter to the trashiest of 80s feel-bad exploitation. Like if Howard had written a grindhouse flick about an ethical pimp who's hunting down a killer stalking the working girls of a seedy 1983 NYC.
So I read the first two volumes of Tower Dungeon, by the same writer/artist behind Blame! Really enjoying it! A freakishly strong country bumpkin gets drafted to save a princess from a tower dungeon full of monsters, traps, and hidden shortcuts. Very Dark Souls map exploration goodness.
I feel like they secretly know that, warts and all, DC just has the better sandbox with the more neat-o action figures. Hell, their best story is a 12-issue series that's straight up a Justice League / Batman vs. Superman story with copyright friendly knock-offs.
Holy shit, I just learned about Blaster Knuckle, a 90s manga about a Black heavyweight boxer hunting down demonic beastman/klansmen in the Reconstruction south. He uses a metal glove loaded with silver buckshot.
"Hey, The Martian was a pretty good movie! I'm sure the writer must be a pretty neato guy." *Weir commits the sin of me becoming more aware of him*
Oh, it's literally called Everyman (1984) by Vallejo.
Finished The Complete Web of Horror. Great little gems all around, and although every writer and artist brought something to the table, this definitely felt like the Ralph Reese show.
NES era Simon Belmont with the whip when he finds that fucker Dracula.
The last of my vintage British comics came in. Adam Eterno, and The Haunting of Jilly Johnson. Haven't cracked open the Adam Eterno yet, but my God, the art in Jilly Johnson is gorgeous. Might have to track down the earlier Sugar Jones stories by the same artist.