Monday, November 19, 2012

Geekier Than Thou



When I was younger, I really liked punk music, and I wanted to know more about the punk scene.  I didn’t have a chance to learn much in my small, quiet Midwestern town, but when I went to college, suddenly there was a much broader world open to me.  I made a couple friends who were punks, and they invited me to some shows.  I went to those shows, and then I never went back.  I kept listening to the music, but the mean looks and rude treatment from scenesters who thought I was beneath them because I didn’t dress a certain way and couldn’t answer questions about zillions of obscure punk bands alienated me permanently.  I didn’t go to another truly punk show for a very long time.  I wasn’t (and still am not) interested in pretending to be something I’m not just to fit in with an elitist group of people who think that only if you conform to their standards of the scene can you be one of them. 

This is why the idea of excoriating “fake” geeks makes me so angry.  The desire for everyone in your scene to like exactly the things you like and to present themselves ONLY in exactly the ways you prefer is exclusionary and, frankly, ridiculous.  The comics industry needs as much new blood as possible, and if you don’t like what those other people create or read, then you don’t have to look at it or hang out with them.  Without new blood, the industry will die.  This is not me being alarmist.   The traditional comic geek is growing old and will eventually be gone.  That doesn’t mean those people aren’t worth keeping.  But it does mean that the comic industry as a whole needs to encourage demographic diversity.  Women, children, people of color, and LGBT folks are all groups that need to be better served by the comic industry as a whole - and welcoming those groups with open arms can do nothing but good things for the industry.  Excluding them, however, means that our industry continues to dwindle.  People will only stick around for so long when they are being made to feel unwelcome and less than everyone else in a scene.  Diversity doesn’t make your interest less YOURS and it doesn’t make you unwelcome.  It just brings in new people for you to talk to about your interests and learn about their interests and makes you a more well-rounded person.

That’s how I feel about cosplayers.  Cosplaying is not really my thing.  I usually dress as something nerdy for Halloween, in a way that at a con would be considered cosplaying, I suppose.  I’ve been Black Canary, Catwoman, and Silk Spectre I.  Those costumes may be revealing, but I wore every single one of them because I was interested in the character (Black Canary in particular was my favorite because she’s my favorite DC heroine). But when it comes to dressing up for cons, I’d rather not.  I was in a cosplay group last year where I dressed as a female version of the 9th Doctor.  Putting together the costume was fun, and meeting a bunch of other women who were also really into Doctor Who was great.  But at the end of the day, I don’t go to cons to cosplay.  I go to cons to work – to meet creators, check out what folks are doing, do meetings, etc. – and being in costume is not really conducive to that, most of the time (because of my own discomfort with being professional in costume, not because I don’t think anyone should do it). 

So it’s not my thing – but I LOVE seeing cosplayers.  Above all, I love seeing people dressed as characters from things I’m working on, whether they’re huge fans or just love the aesthetic.  It doesn’t matter to me if they’ve bought every issue or watched every episode or know the entire history of the character.  It takes enthusiasm to put on a costume, and that enthusiasm is valuable to the comics industry, because that enthusiasm can be broadened.  Someone who digs the aesthetic of a character, whether they know anything about them at all or not, can be encouraged to get to know more about that character by a welcoming industry, NOT by an industry that tells them they are worthless because they don’t already know everything.  And anyone who has talked to cosplayers knows that almost all of them put a lot of blood, sweat, and tears into their costumes – and 100% of the time in my experience, it’s because they love the character they’re dressing as.  That is passion we as an industry should be welcoming, regardless of their interests. 

Oh, you like that manga?  Have you seen this amazing comic by so-and-so? It’s super rad.

Oh, you wore that costume cuz it looks cool?  Did you know that character kicked major ass in this miniseries?  It’s awesome. 

What’s so hard about that?  Cosplayers’ passion does nothing to harm the industry at all.   

But no matter how you slice it, sexism harms comics as an industry and us as a community.  I have yet to read any blog post or Facebook tirade about those awful fake geek guys that are ruining comics.  It’s clear that for many of the people who fear fake geeks, that fear is focused on women.  Maybe it’s because some women teased them about their interests when they were younger, and they see attractive women who don’t seem to be “real” geeks as a threat.  I get that we all have our scars.  But judging strangers based on their appearances and your assumptions about what a geek should look like is no better than other people excluding you because they think you look like a geek.  The next time you meet someone who your geekdar is telling you is not a “real” geek – take a second to think about what that says about you and to think about ways you can both converse to enhance your geek experience.  Because the best part of geek culture is that we as a community LOVE to talk about what we love – and we don’t all have to love exactly the same parts of being a geek. 

Yes, There's Been A Hiatus . . .

But hang on.  Janelle's on her way.


Wednesday, September 5, 2012

HIATUS

While we've never been completely reactivated since the special Sparkshooter week, here's a note that we've been on official hiatus as Troy writes Grimm Fairy Tales Myths & Legends for Zenescope.  We shall return sometime, perhaps . . .

Sunday, July 1, 2012

My Thoughts Watching Star Trek II: The Wrath of Khan

Where One Man Has Never Gone Before:

My Thoughts Watching The Entire Star Trek Series For The First Time
Part Two


 Now we get to the good stuff.

This is where the series title becomes a bit of a cheat, since this is a movie I've already seen (twice I think). But today I'm presenting my thoughts and gently teasing jokes while watching Star Trek II: The Wrath of Khan.


Three years after enduring the Motion Picture, audiences were rewarded with Wrath of Khan.

Tuesday, June 19, 2012

Geeks are sexist too.

You guys, I'd like to talk about an image that's been circulating around the geekier parts of the Internet this week: an image portraying several real-but-scantily-clad women as being inappropriate role models for girls by contrasting them with several female science fiction characters who were dressed in what I will refer to as "practical" clothing.  Yeah, you know the one I'm talking about (but if not, look right and ignore everything after "ray-gun").

On the top line, we have Snooki, Bella Swann from Twilight (or depending on how you look at it, Kristin Stewart, who plays Bella), I-can't-be-bothered-to-figure-out-which-Kardashian-it-is, Kat von D, and Lady Gaga.  All of them (with perhaps the exception of the Stewart and Snooki images) are depicted in revealing clothing.  I honestly never thought I would observe that Snooki looked classier than someone, but there you have it.  Because these women are dressed scantily (for larger or smaller values of scantily), the image presumes they have no inherent value.

Never mind that Kristin Stewart herself is outspoken, intelligent, actually HATES Twilight, and calls people out in interviews for using the word bitch.  Never mind that Kat von D is famous not because she occasionally chooses to show off her gorgeous body, but because she is incredibly talented in a field that is traditionally considered to be male-dominated (she is a tattoo artist, best known for her work on the series LA Ink).  While nobody is arguing that Gaga has interesting ideas about fashion, she has been an outspoken supporter of the LGBT community and of condom usage among sexually active people.  You will notice that I have not listed a single thing in this paragraph that makes ANY of the women in this image a bad role model.

I have to grant you that in the cases of Snooki and whichever-Kardashian-that-is, I wouldn't consider either of them a role model.  But you have to give them some credit, since they got famous by doing less work than your average technical support manager and have managed to make rather a lot of money doing so.  Regardless, the image implies that these women are less worthy because they choose to dress in a sexy and/or revealing manner, something I take issue with.

Furthermore, you can look at the very same series as are portrayed in the middle row and come up with some terrible examples of progressive female character portrayal.  Princess Leia, leader of the Rebel movement, queen of an entire planet, and twin of JESUS H. SKYWALKER, is presented here in her iconic slave costume.  Because, you know, even a Queen is still a sex object first. 

Now, I'm not going to bother addressing that bottom row of pictures up there individually, but we can see that in the geek cultural world there is still plenty of encouragement to objectify women.  And that's the point, really, that I've been trying to get at with this entire rant.  This image portrays geek culture as being superior because of the presence of non-scantily-clad female role models, but to me this says that women who choose to perform their gender and appearance in ways that people consider "sexy" are worthless.  This image isn't about geeks being progressive, it's about slut shaming real women just because they choose to be sexy.

I've already ranted plenty of times about the sexualization of women in fiction, particularly comics, so I'll leave that thought be, but there is an important distinction to make as to why it's okay for real women to choose to be sexualized and why it's not okay for men to sexualize and objectify women the way they do in fiction, particularly geek fiction.  The women on the top line of the image at the top of this post are celebrating their sexual agency and expressing themselves freely and not at all inappropriately (seeing as all of the fun parts are covered, and Stewart and Snooki are both wearing clothes I wouldn't be ashamed to wear to work).  The women on the other two lines are depictions of (largely) men's ideas on how women should perform their sexuality.

I would be proud to list Gaga and Kat von D among my role models.  I may not like Bella Swann, but neither does Kristin Stewart.  And if anyone would like to pay me tens of thousands of dollars an episode to binge drink and tan myself leathery, I am so there.  Call me.  In the meantime, I propose that instead we celebrate people for having the confidence and bravery to dress however the fuck they like, even if that means bringing an entire new definition to the phrase "skirt steak."

Saturday, June 16, 2012

My Thoughts Watching Star Trek: The Motion Picture

Where One Man Has Never Gone Before:

My Thoughts Watching the Entire Star Trek Series For The First Time
Part One


I don't know a lot about Star Trek.

It wasn't anything personal as a result of being a tremendous Star Wars fan; I just didn't have much access to Star Trek. I saw a handful of episodes of the original series in syndication, and had numerous viewings of Star Trek IV: The Voyage Home on cable, when that was a thing you could catch on cable several times a year, in between showings of Father of the Bride.

I was a teenager when I saw The Wrath of Khan; I saw the J. J. Abrams reboot when it came out; and I saw The Search for Spock when I bought a DVD collection because it was cheaper than buying II and IV separately. All the rest, though, is essentially a total mystery to me. And so I decided to watch every Star Trek movie, in order.

Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Strangers in Paradise OR How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love Katchoo


Russ Burlingame
Senior Staff Writer, ComicBook.com

For those of you who complain when reporters or bloggers talk about personal experience in a piece, I apologize up front. But read on, as I don't think the fact that it comes from a personal perspective changes the overall message.

I'm a child of the media, you have to understand.

I mean, not literally. Actually, I'm the child of a couple of center-right, workaholic parents. But the result of that is that often, the clearest and most concise advice I got on a lot of issues was through books, movies, music and TV.

And comics.

My views on race relations, for example, were irrevocably changed by an interview I did for my high school newspaper with Rubin "Hurricane" Carter, the middleweight boxer arrested in New Jersey in 1967 and convicted of a triple-murder he did not commit.

Carter spent 18 years in prison before the U.S. Supreme Court overturned his guilty verdict, saying that he had been convicted as a result of a case that rested on "racism rather than reason" and "concealment rather than disclosure." Try being a blissfully-ignorant, middle-class white teenager who thinks everything's been just peachy for thirty years, and then talking to a guy like that for an hour.

In the wake of the silly little tempest in a teapot that has been the discussion on homosexuality in comics over the last few weeks, I got to thinking about how I went from being a right-wing Christian who argued, and honestly believed, that all "the gays" were going to Hell, to being someone who actively and aggressively argues against that rather silly and embarrassing worldview.

The answer, when I came to one, was three words long: Strangers in Paradise.
Terry Moore's Strangers in Paradise is one of the great works in American sequential art; over the course of many years, Moore gave us three beloved characters--David Qin, Francine Peters and Katina Choovanski--who were more fully fleshed-out than most people I knew in real life. It was easy to really, truly care about these characters, their trials and hopes--and I did.

At the time, I was active in the Church of Christ, and I remember having these long, embarrassing-in-hindsight debates about gay people and how they just haven't tried hard enough to be straight. I was the kind of person that I now want to spray with a fire hose, and I was doing it all "on God's behalf." I was never mean about it (I don't think), just determined, but I'm still incredibly ashamed of the way I talked to people all those years ago, and I thank my good friend Logan Bretschneider for spending literally hours on the phone trying to help me get my head screwed on right.

Luckily for me, I stumbled across Strangers in Paradise when I was in college; I interned at Wizard Magazine and a guy named Andy down the hall was a huge supporter of the series. He convinced me to give it a try and I was almost immediately hooked.

I loved David Qin, who was a great point-of-view character for me. Not only was he the series' only male lead, and a bit of a bewildered one at that, which is a good way to be when you're relating to newcomers who join the series forty issues in or so--but he was a devout Christian in the way that Ned Flanders used to be, back before it took over every aspect of his personality. David was just a nice, quiet guy who believed and let it guide him, but who didn't need to talk about it everytime his mouth was open, and as a Christian I appreciated that.

David was also in love with Katina (Katchoo for short) who was, in turn, in love with Francine. The three of them all spent a lot of time together and occasionally lived together throughout the series, but the bottom line was, they all loved each other very much, all in different ways, but David wanted to be with Katchoo forever, and Katchoo wanted that from Francine--who was raised a :good Christian girl" who doesn't kiss other girls (and anyway wanted kids), and so had a lot of problems coming to grips with her sexuality and the fairly obvious fact that what she really wanted and needed was Katchoo.

And these imminently likable characters that Moore created, along with his clever writing and heartfelt ear for dialogue, changed something very fundamental about the way I perceived homosexuality. When you love someone, it changes your perspective on the issues that directly impact that person and, as crazy as it sounds, at age 21 or so I really loved David, Francine and Katchoo.
I remember distinctly the day that I stopped being bothered that Katchoo--a character I liked and admired for a number of in-story reasons--was in love with another woman and started rooting for Francine to come around. It really was just like a switch went off and I realized that I'd been reading the comic all wrong up til then.

For a long while, my own hangups made that impossible for me to say, and I kept hoping that she would end up with the lovable David (whose status as "great guy" never changed as my own views evolved, largely because David was not a judgmental prick). I justified my thinking to myself first that it was what God would want and then that David was a nice guy and deserved a good life, but ultimately it was about being uncomfortable around homosexuality, something I'd never encountered in life and only knew anything about from what they told us in church and at the Christian summer camp where I would spend the summers until I was 19.

Luckily, I grew up, and I have my (now) friend Terry Moore to thank for that in no small part.

Would I eventually have become a better, more tolerant person without Strangers in Paradise? Probably. The way I used to behave and perceive the world ran contrary to my personal instincts and moral compass even back then, and I've long past grown out of the stage where I'm willing to let "church folk", even the ones I love dearly, tell me how I should think. But it would have been a process and it's unlikely that it would have happened so quickly or that I would have been so immediately self-aware in terms of the preposterous way I was behaving.

So for all of you out there who are dragging out the old "These things have no place in comics--comics should be about escapism and real-world issues don't belong" argument, just remember this: Terry Moore never once did a "political" story about Katina being a lesbian...

(...well, I mean, there was that thing she did with the Senator, but that's a whole other thing...)

...Moore managed to make Katchoo and Francine characters who mattered to the readers--even the ones who went in with their own baggage--and that in doing so he helped at least one person not only to overcome his own prejudices, but hopefully to become a more decent human being to those around him.
If turning (one of a dozen) Green Lantern(s) gay can help even one gay young reader to become more comfortable in his own skin, I'm all for it. And even if it can't, if it can make one emotionally-stunted college guy realize that gay people are, well, people--I'm all for that, too.

And, failing that, if James Robinson can make Alan Scott a compelling character with an interesting personality and a heroic nature...well, then who cares what he does in his time off?


Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Major Award Winner Shawn Michaels

I had forgotten this gem of the mid '90s... after closing the Barber Shop and putting it out of business on WWF Wrestling Challenge a few years before, Shawn Michaels started his own interview segment on WWF Superstars called the Heartbreak Hotel.



Forget all the accolades of being Hall of Famer, World Heavyweight Champion, WWE Champion, Intercontinental Champion, Tag Team Champion, European Champion, and whatever else... as you can see without even playing the video (there on the right), Shawn Michaels was also a coveted winner of a MAJOR AWARD.

Friday, May 18, 2012

SONDRA LI TAKES THE STAGE IN SPARKSHOOTER!

Via Press Release . . .


 
May 17th, 2012, Indianapolis, IN – When Sparkshooter, the webcomic from Troy Brownfield and Sarah Vaughn, launched in February, it came with the promise that a new singer would shake up the group of friends that formerly provided the backbone of the group Crazy Yeats.  With Crazy Yeats dissolved and a new band in the offing, get ready to meet Sondra Li!

Sondra debuts on Page 13 of Sparkshooter, which posts on Wednesday, May 23rd.  To commemorate this shift in the story, series artist Sarah Vaughn created a special promo inspired by the work of Carmine Infantino and Murphy Anderson on the cover to Justice League of America #75, the issue wherein Black Canary joins the team.

Writer Troy Brownfield said, “With the arrival of Sondra, the whole story moves into a new direction.  Immediately following Sondra’s debut, you’ll also meet Jack Spencer, the once and future manager of the guys.  He’s going to give you some info in the coming weeks that explains how the boys got together and sets up one of the central conflicts for months to come.”

See it at www.sparkshooter.com.

Tuesday, May 1, 2012

#WWEClassics on @WWEFanNation

WWE has been really ramping up their YouTube content in recent weeks. Zack Ryder's YouTube show moved to their channel, and they've been doing a lot more backstage programming along with the clips from Raw and Smackdown they were already running.

One of the things they've also been running are a lot more WWE Classics videos. Here is one of the more understated stables in wrestling history and their leaders, Paul E. Dangerously and Ravishing Rick Rude, who made his WCW debut at Halloween Havoc as "the WCW Halloween Phantom". Rude was previously successful in WWE as a member of the Heenan Family, and he achieved even more success in WCW as a member of the Dangerous Alliance. April 20 was the anniversary of Rick Rude's death.


Unfortunately for Tony Schiavone, I think that his Christine Daae joke went over the heads of most of the wrestling audience.

Thursday, April 26, 2012

I Watch TV: A Quick Rant on Broadcast Cropping

I don't know if this is a decision made on the local level or what, but NBC is the only network that consistently shows its 16:9 shows in 16:9 format, even on the non-HD broadcast. I don't understand this, because I guarantee the other stations would get more viewers if they didn't crop the shows to fit 4:3 screens. Audiences have gotten used to the black bars by now. For example, I was all excited about "Person of Interest", only everything was so crowded and fuzzy I couldn't make it to four episodes. I know, I know; I could watch it on Hulu or whatever, but it's just not the same. I have the same beef with movies, too, only that's just as bad on cable as it is anywhere.

I don't really have a larger point I'm getting to, just that it's annoying and I wish it would stop. Just wanted to get that off my chest.

Why yes, I do feel better. Thanks.

Avi's new motto is the wisdom of "Phineas & Ferb": "You know, 'willy-nilly barging' is a plan, of sorts."

Related to your interests, probably

So AMC Theaters is doing a thing where they show all five Avengers lead-up movies ("Iron Man", etc.) in a day-long marathon on May 3rd, with the midnight premiere of "The Avengers" capping things off. It's going to be awesome, and you better believe I bought my ticket weeks ago, through Fandango. At the time, the only participating theater in my area was alllllll the way on the other side of the city -- we're talking a 30-minute drive minimum (if I take the interstate bypass, and if there's no real traffic, which is unlikely). It's nearly this city's literal geographic apogee from my living space's location. I thought "what the heck, you only live once" and prepared myself for the journey. However, yesterday I went on the event website to get more information and found that another theater in my city is now participating -- and this one's on my side of town, and is 15 minutes away by surface streets. Boo! Living once doesn't have to mean risking my life if I don't have to. If I'm going to drive home at 3 a.m., I'd rather do it on short, familiar streets than some god-forsaken stretch of six-lane highway. "Guardrail" isn't a good look for my car, or my face.

So, armed with heroic resolve and more than a little chutzpah, I decided to see if I could get my ticket switched to the closer location. Fandango's website was a little vague for my tastes, and when I called customer service, I got a phone tree that referred me back to the website. I stewed for a while, talked it over with A Trusted Friend and decided to try again. (Buying a new ticket without possibility of a refund was not appetizing -- this one in particular is dang expensive.) I sat through the terrible hold music (and it was terrible, scratchy and full of static and mostly made of synthesizers, and not the good kind), but my patience paid off and I was connected to a lovely young lady in Rochester, NY. I explained the situation, and she said that while she couldn't switch the original ticket, if I went ahead and bought a new one for the correct theater, she'd put the old one in for a refund. More to the point, she'd do it right then, while we were on the phone. I booted the lappy and we chatted about the weather in our respective locations, and lo and behold! All went well! I got my new ticket, and this morning I got a confirmation e-mail that my refund for the original will be deposited in 3-5 business days. So, all in all, a win! Fandango has won a repeat customer.

Although I can't help but wonder if the excruciating hold music isn't there on purpose to weed out the weak and unresolved, like when you have to defeat a dragon before you can enter the Cave of Refunds. I guess it helps if you go into it thinking questy thoughts.

Avi Stiletto has posted here before, you just didn't know it. Crossposted from my other blog, which I won't link here because Privacy. Anyhoo ... AVENGERS!

Friday, April 13, 2012

Pro Wrestling Needs More Genuine Emotion

This speech from the Hall of Fame induction ceremonies two weeks ago exemplifies what has made wrestling great throughout the ages and what is missing now:


This wasn't just a great promo... it was a great speech.

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

5 Things That Will Never Go Out of Style in Pro Wrestling #2

2) Funny doesn't draw money.

The adage is true, but when you think of things that you remember fondly from your own memories of pro wrestling, aren't the funny things the ones that stick out in your mind?

The problem is that a lot of what wrestling offers as funny isn't funny. That's why we have moments where Triple H rigorously copulated with a mannequin named Katie Vick or Vince McMahon laughed maniacally over a penis pump he received as a gift that blew up in his face. Again, a lot of it is this "audience of one" problem that WWE has. TNA is guilty--remember how Kevin Nash buried the X-Division and made-believe he was some kind of therapist? And don't get me started on the indy show I went to where they had a "dildo on a pole" match.

The adage should really state: "funny doesn't draw money when it's not funny". There's no doubt that Rock, Austin and the stars of the Attitude era and the New World Order could back up their mic skills in the ring. But if Rock was on a show and the fans didn't get to sing along with a champ, you just KNOW there would be a riot.

The nice thing about today's crop of "funny" stars is that the humor is more natural and not as forced. Guys can be funny without cutting promos. Social media allows for more flexibility. This is why we've seen guys like Zack Ryder and Colt Cabana draw a fan base outside of the traditional WWE marketing machine.

So, yeah... funny does draw money, and it has throughout history:

Santino Marella:



Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull: A Post-Mortem



In 2008, the incredibly tardy Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull returned cinema's most beloved archaeologist to the big screen almost two whole decades after The Last Crusade.

While it's certainly not as widely reviled as other modern sequels to classic series, I feel safe saying that most found Crystal Skull disappointing. Many people walked out of the theater blaming things like monkeys and fridges. While those are absolutely elements of the movie's failure, my autopsy has uncovered a number of other causes of death.[1]

The first is that this movie had nothing to live for.


5 Things in Pro Wrestling That Need to Go Away #3

#3 Vince McMahon

Vince McMahon has often been termed an "audience of one", and that has been no more apparent than at this year's Wrestlemania. McMahon has surrendered some of the day-to-day control of the on-camera product to Triple H and his daughter Stephanie, but it was widely reported that Vince still considers the annual event to be his baby.


In lieu of actually reviewing Wrestlemania 28 this year, I thought the show fit in with the theme of this series. The matches that are getting the highest praise on the show are the ones where I imagine Vince trusted the guys well enough to go where they wanted to with it. I can't imagine Vince giving Rock, Undertaker and Jericho much more than a finish and a time limit and then letting them go figure it out on their own.

On the other hand, you have the 18-second opener where Daniel Bryan dropped the World Championship to Sheamus. This match did nothing for either side, but it's the sort of thing that you know Vince was in the back saying, "Aha! Can't you see... haha! it would be funny! FUNNY! haha! If we have the fastest title match at... haha! WRRRRRRRRRESTLLLLLLLLLLEMANIAAAAAAAAAAA! And we'll do it with the pasty ginger guy! haha! And the vegetarian!"

"Ummmmmmm... what's a vegan?"



Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Here Comes the Pain... Again!

So... yeah, Brock Lesnar is back in WWE after taking nearly a decade off to try and make it in the NFL and become the UFC Heavyweight Champion.


If we've learned anything from Wrestlemania 28, it's this: WWE has no problem offering up their cash cow as a sacrificial lamb if they think it will draw money. Your brain would tell you that John Cena should have beat Rocky on Sunday. Like he said for the last month, after Rock leaves, he'll still be there. Hogan passed the torch and did the job for Rocky, and it should have been passed along.

The current generation of fans don't remember Wrestlemania 18 in Toronto though, so this is truly their "once in a lifetime" match. The problem with promoting a once in a lifetime match: how do you get people to tune in after that? And buy the next show after that? After all, once you get that high, everything else is just crap in comparison, right? What's the next big thing?

It seems that literally is what WWE went out to get. With Lesnar, you again get a guy with credibility outside of WWE (this time in the sports world instead of the entertainment world). You get a guy that doesn't need or have to work a full-time schedule, so he'll naturally be fresh. The problem is that you can't book this match a year out. The furthest out they could promote this match would be Summer Slam, at which point Rock might get involved again.

I don't know... the whole thing seems weird to me. Although they never had the crossover appeal that Rock has, could you imagine Vince going to Undertaker this year and asking him to put over Rock at Wrestlemania? Triple H? Heck, I don't think even CM Punk would do that now, and he certainly doesn't have the tenure of those guys.

John Cena is a merchandising and publicity machine... a commodity. I think that's what we've seen the most from him over the last year. CM Punk and Rocky have played the babyface often against him when they've not been traditional babyfaces, yet he still lays out and sells out. The question you have to wonder is, how many times can they set him up to get beat up by the fans and still remain a draw?

Tuesday, March 27, 2012

May the odds be ever in your favor…


…unless you piss off Donald Sutherland, in which case your demise is imminent.

Sutherland’s stony gaze aside, I was genuinely impressed with The Hunger Games, which opened in theaters this weekend. I am always on the search for movies to satisfy my epic film cravings--Harry Potter is over, The Avengers isn’t out until the summer, and so I went to see Jennifer Lawrence in this dystopian future fantasy.

Hunger Games packs a powerful punch of artful cinematography, captivating character dynamics, and nail-biting action. Because the premise of the story is so simple, it’s the characters that shine in this film. The entire movie is peppered with great actors--many well known, and others that are newer--that bring life to each relationship that develops.

It’s also a lesson in contrasts. Part of what makes The Hunger Games so fascinating to watch is the constant juxtaposition of wildly different elements in its universe. There is the obvious difference between the abject poverty of the enslaved Twelve Districts and the opulence of the Capitol--but even beyond that, disparities abound. The humanity of one character against the deadly brutality of another. Nineteenth-century prairie dresses and Japanese masquerade costumes. (Why are there powdered wigs in the future?)

But what is most disturbing is the surreal disconnect between the stark reality for the competitors on the ground and the glossy reality TV projection of their suffering and death. It’s a projection of our own obsession of “reality” entertainment and the wealth disparities that exist not just in the US of A, but on a more striking scale worldwide. Like Fahrenheit 451 and 1984 before it, this story forces us to examine the baser elements of our culture and ourselves, and where those roads may lead.

While “May the odds be ever in your favor” is the “I have a bad feeling about this” of The Hunger Games, luck doesn’t have much to do with it. It’s the courage and strength of one character to inspire many in the face of absolute terror. And I hope that is more of what we’ll have to look forward to in this trilogy.

Friday, March 23, 2012

I Watch TV: Awake (and a little Fringe), plus the Four Episode Test

[Note: "I Watch TV" will be an ongoing column, published when I feel like it at irregular intervals, where I blather about whatever I saw on TV that I especially liked/didn't like. This week, it's "Awake".]

It's official: NBC's "Awake" has passed the four episode test and is now penciled in on my "must-watch" list. I say penciled because we only just got the fourth episode last night. Very rarely do I write in shows in pen before at least midway through the first season. "Awake", however, is solidly on track for ink-inscribed immortality, unless the execs at NBC pull a "Firefly" or a "Life" and screw it up.

If there’s one thing I like on TV, it’s high-concept shows with strong characterization and consistently solid writing.

Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Fun with Sanchez and Tebow!

It's great to see new teammates come together.  Sidenote: Do NOT Google "Tebow Sanchez".  It's for your own good.  But for now, let's check in on Starting Jet and his new sidekick . . .


Picture from CBS.com; fair use for parody.

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Mad Cap Maxie

Presenting, for just the second time anywhere, "Mad Cap Maxie," by Michael C Lorah and Patrick Brosseau.

(And Shotgun readers, even if you hate my script, give some love for the awesomeness of Mr. Pat Brosseau's artwork and lettering. You can see more of Pat's short comics and illustrations at his art blog: http://oddsnsods.tumblr.com/)







Easy Manning/Tebow Jokes!

Create your own!  Fun at parties!   (This AP photo violated under fair use for parody.)


Monday, March 12, 2012

Rock God: Springsteen at The Apollo review by Russ Burlingame


Typically, Bruce Springsteen's deep catalog of hits and his willingness to experiment makes his setlists—even during years-long barnstorming tours—somewhat unpredictable. Still, out of the twenty-five or so songs that the Boss and the E Street Band will play on any given night, something like 15 or 18 of those are fairly static during any given tour, and many of them will be predictable (the first single off the current new album is usually either the first or second song in the set, for example, with “Badlands” in the first third and “Born to Run” in the finale).

It was with some interest and curiousity, then, that Springsteen's fans tuned into Friday night's concert at Harlem's legendary Apollo Theater. It was the first show of a new tour, released just three days after the official street date of his new album, Wrecking Ball. And while a good chunk of the night was spent paying tribute to the soul and R&B legends who helped build The Apollo (using a series of MoTown covers which are unlikely to be repeated with any frequency), the energetic show not only set the bar pretty high for the rest of the tour, but certainly seems to have given fans some things to think about.

The Talking Dud

I'm a big fan of the Walking Dead comic book. The TV show? Eh...not so much. I've been loyal to the show for two seasons now and most likely will remain so until the final episode, but more out of curiosity how the show will approximate the source material as opposed to conviction that it's compelling television.

Because it isn't.

It's terribly acted, horribly protracted, too often amateurly written with plot holes wide enough to fly a fleet of Executor-class Star Destroyers through. What pisses me off me most is how the show seems to go out of its way to destroy my fondness for characters that I've spent ninety-plus issues of my life with.

Friday, March 9, 2012

Great Moments in Rock

From 2005, at The Grammys.  Young Joss Stone does all right, but it's Mellisa Etheridge, just back from battling cancer, that brings it home.

Tuesday, March 6, 2012

Friday, March 2, 2012

Scheduling Note . . . DC Nation

Users of DVRs and more arcane methods . . .

Note that tomorrow marks the debut of the DC Nation programming block on Cartoon Network.  Green Lantern, Young Justice, and assorted shorts will be present.

Feel free to come back here, talk about it, and say rude things about The Russ.  (It's okay; he loves it when you call him Curtain Jerker.)

Wednesday, February 29, 2012

5 Things That Will Never Go Out of Style in Pro Wrestling #3

3) Attempted vehicular homicide.

I used to be on the other side of the fence with this one, especially after they blew up Vince McMahon’s limo and Chris Benoit decided to do what he did a couple of weeks later. By then, they already started overusing this gimmick (especially when running over other wrestlers), but when done right, it can be pretty cool. There have been several excellent moments with vehicular assault, battery and defacements.

Awesome:


Not awesome:

Shotgun Says: I'll Stick Around.

So, it's not going away just yet . . . stick around and see what's next . . .

Cheer up, Sleepy Jean . . .

Damn.  Davy Jones died today.

Hey! Have you read the first page of SPARKSHOOTER today?

Well . . . what's stopping you?

http://www.sparkshooter.com/

5 Things in Pro Wrestling That Need to Go Away #4

Wrong Dixie Carter
#4) Dixie Carter

Corey Henson will try to convince you that there are four reasons to watch TNA. They are:

1) Sting can imitate a guy who won an Oscar after he died. (I bet Rich Little can too.)
2) Even a blind squirrel can find Bubba Ray Dudley once in a while.
3) Dixie Carter finally figured out what half a million wrestling fans already knew.
4) TNA has consistently booked a WWE reunion tour from 5 years ago ever since Impact debuted.

Okay, so that’s out of the way.

TNA has a lot of issues in general that prevent them from succeeding, and I won’t list all of them here specifically. I can tell you that many of those issues began when Dixie Carter took control of things, even before she became the spotlight-seeking on-air character she is today.

Wrecking Ball by Bruce Springsteen and The E. Street Band: The Shotgun Review by Russell Burlingame

Russell Burlingame is A Russ but not The Russ.  Russell joined some of us at Blog@, then Best Shots, then made his way here.  These days he does a lot for ComicBook.com and other sources.  And yes, he reviews music, too . . .
With the most overtly political album of his career, Bruce Springsteen returns in March with Wrecking Ball, his best LP since 1988's Tunnel of Love and a record that's as prescient now as was Born in the USA when it was released.




Born in the USA is, actually, an apt comparison in many ways. That record was Springsteen's first major foray into the realm of the political, and it was both musically and politically misunderstood by many. Like the title track “Born in the USA”, which was largely perceived as a jingoistic anthem and even briefly co-opted by then-President Ronald Reagan, Springsteen's first single of 2012--“We Take Care of Our Own,” which he and the E Street Band played at the Grammys—has an upbeat tempo and seemingly optimistic refrain that hide its skepticism. The apparent enthusiasm and boundless patriotism of "We Take Care of Our Own" is on display front and center, but the real question is whether that narrative—the idea that Americans come together and take care of the least among us—is really true in an era where the wealthiest 1% get hundreds of millions in tax breaks while as a society, we argue about how—or whether—to pay for a healthcare program to be sure the poor and infirm are cared for.

An eclectic album that blends Springsteen's signature rock sound with some of the folk, gospel and country influences he's picked up in recent years while playing with the Seeger Sessions Band as well as elements of Celtic rock, hip-hop and Woody Guthrie-esque protest, Wrecking Ball is a revelation for Springsteen, reinventing the artist whose last pair of studio records were good-but-not-great efforts that seemed to coast on the artistic and thematic largesse of his fan- and critical-favorite 2002 comeback record The Rising.

Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Top Cow: Not Just T & A by Lan Pitts

Lan, he of Best Shots and Blog@ and more, holds forth on Top Cow . . .

"You can never judge a book by its cover."

However in the case of comic books, most retailers and consumers do. The waves of super-hero titles and familiarity cover today's shops, because that's what supposedly sells and a lot of readers aren't taking many risks due to the rising costs of books themselves. I have seen Vertigo and Boom! doing $1 first issues to try and ensnare new followers, and for the most part, it's worked for me. Vertigo's <b>The Unwritten</b> started out like that and it's one of my go-to books. Now in my line of work, I have a small obligation to try and recommend strangers, as well as my best friends and colleagues, to try something new.

Four years ago, I had reviewed <b>Dragon Prince</b>, an all-ages fantasy book published by Top Cow and was written by Ron Marz with art by his current <b>Shinku</b> collaborator, Lee Moder. I had given a pretty substantial praise about it, mainly since Marvel/DC were both in the middle of a mega-event. I think DC had Batman RIP and Final Crisis going on at the same time. There was really nothing out there that a kid could just pick up and enjoy without having to buy everything else to have a cohesive story. Dragon Prince was a four-parter and easy to understand and enjoyable. The kicker is still the fact that it was published by Top Cow.

Top Cow did an all-ages book without their trademark t'n'a shots? What?

Well, yeah. Because that's what the common consensus is about that publisher and what they represent. Shortly after I reviewed Dragon Prince, I realized that Marz had been writing one of Top Cow's staple books, Witchblade. Now I didn't even know Witchblade was still relevant, much less being written by one of my favorite comic writers growing up. To me, Top Cow was still seen as "those" kind of books you really enjoy when you're thirteen and then realize how shallow and one-dimensional they really are. That's mainly because writers were constantly trying to have Sara in the silliest of outfits and situations that required four butt shots in maybe a five-paneled page. Though, after, I was told I'd actually enjoy this if I loved things like FX's The Shield. So, I gave it a shot with a random issue, but it was the beginning of a new arc and everything just felt right. I didn't feel left behind, or like I was missing out on something. It read amazingly well. Marz didn't complicate things, but still had a consistent level of layered storytelling that made me want to come back. Sara was no longer in hooker-like or risque outfits, but sensible and professional attire. Even the Witchblade evolved into full-scale armor and not just conveniently-placed plates.

Also, add the fact that Sara had matured and accepted her role as this supernatural avenger. It really did read like Supernatural meets The Shield. Sara and her boyfriend/partner Patrick Gleason had been basically turned into Mulder and Scully and investigated supernatural crimes and instances, but with Scully having a mystical weapon that can shred demon faces off. This is hardly the same woman that burst onto the scene almost fifteen years ago. Calling Top Cow cheesecake or something aimed at pre-teen boys is an inaccurate summary. They publish terrific horror as well. The much-acclaimed <b>Echoes</b> was brought to you by the Cow, as well as non-supernatural superheroics (Velocity and Madame Mirage). I just think their past image does not reflect well on them now and people are unaware of the evolution they've gone through. It's like a restaurant you used to like as a kid, but then your tastes get more sophisticated so you stop going, but then you hear they're under new management and really doing great for themselves.

So on that note, I say why not change up your pallet and take a bite over at Top Cow. I'm sure your pullbox will thank me later.

Monday, February 27, 2012

Indiana Nerd by Kimmi Markovich

It’s already the second decade of the new millennium, eleven years after 2001, two years after 2010, and forty nine years out from 2061. These years are important from a geek standpoint, as they are the years in Arthur Clarke’s series of novels painting a picture of that space future we all imagined when we taped glow in the dark stars to our bedroom ceilings. It’s kind of sad to me that 2001 and 2010 have come and gone and we haven’t realized many of the aspirations that one of the greatest science fiction writers thought feasible. I guess progress isn’t as easily conceived and implemented. No worries though, we are making science fiction more realistic and less fiction every day! I never would have thought I would have a touch screen phone space phone. Remember when the touch screens at the museum were the coolest when you were little? And now most of us carry a better one around in our pocket.
I geek out on the Star Wars. Yes, there are many other things I enjoy, like organic chemistry, micronutrient metabolism, and comic books, but Star Wars has been my one true geeking love for a long time. It all started in first grade when the obviously underfunded Catholic school I went to only had used, taped up books. However, the Return of the Jedi picture book caught my eye, and I would park it on a beanbag to read it over and over. My voracious appetite for Star Wars continues to this day, much to the dismay of my conservative mother, who is holding out that it’s still a phase. I guess a 25 year old who is not into the traditional timeline of what you are “supposed” to do wasn’t what she had planned for a daughter; that and the whole “No, I’m a woman of science” discussion. Being labeled a geek was never a good thing for me, I didn’t have lots of friends, I got beaten up and teased, but it never really mattered once I rode my bike down to the library. I used to get lost in far away worlds or get wrapped up in learning about the inner workings of our own. Yes, I did want to be pretty and not have a weird haircut, glasses, and a frightening lack of hand eye coordination but all of those pressures really slipped away once I walked into the Lake County Public Library. Reading, to me, made everything seem okay, like these characters assured me that one day I would be really happy. 

Reunited . . . and It Feels So Good by Steve Ekstrom

Steve Ekstrom joined Best Shots and Shotgun almost simultaneously, covering comics and wrestling.  In addition to writing for Newsarama and elsewhere, Steve's written a number of comics and webcomics that appeared via places like Zuda, Top Shelf 2.0, and Image's Negative Burn.  Today, he addresses a sad time in the history of Shotgun, a time when two contributors decided to try to kill each other online.  No, not that time . . .Most Shotgunners will recall the vicious debates Kevin Huxford and I had regarding our feelings about the One More Day/ Brand New Day outcome and the aneurysm inducing story logic of Post-Civil War era (haha) Spider-Man when he gave Mephisto a good ol’ fashioned “Devil’s Handshake” to save Aunt May.

[Did you know that a “Devil’s Handshake” is slang for an old fashioned handski? But I digress…]

We said a bunch of really explosive clap-trap directed at personally wounding each other and the whole thing devolved pretty quickly away from Spider-Man and good-natured debate. We avoided each other like the plague in mutual friends’ Facebook feeds and went our separate ways. I admittedly took a lot of what was said to heart, pulled my green Dr. Doom cowl close and shook an iron-fisted cry for vengeance into the sky.

And then? I felt really stupid; immature even.

This is what Yeats meant by "terrible beauty".


Spit Takes: Six Things I Never Want to See in a Movie Again by Kyle DuVall

We knew Kyle in The Day.  He went to high school with me, Shawn, and others of note, and he was on the scene of more than one classic Icicle Thieves performance.  A fine magazine writer and a Shotgun and Newsarama veteran, Kyle has long pontificated on film and had his own Shotgun column, Spit Takes.

At what point does cliche cross the line and become a convention? Are conventions just cliches grown so omnipresent we simply lack the energy to bitch about them anymore? There are multitudes of ridiculous contrivances, narrative absurdities and scientific impossibilities on cinema and TV screens that we just accept without question, but there needs to be a statute of limitations on supension of dibelief. Lets call for a moratorium on some of these narrative place-holders. Then we can go about the business of building new cliches so our kids will have tropes to whine about when they’re beaming holo entertainment directly into their brain implants.

Air Ducts:
Contrary to popular belief, the greatest obstacle facing the forces of evil is not a wronged man with nothing to lose, or a mother protecting her child at any cost, or even the good will of honest men, it’s central air.

How many megalomaniacal cinematic schemes have been thwarted by a conveniently located air duct and a secret headquarters honecombed by labyrinth of ventilation shafts. Air ducts have screwed the eminent likes of Auric Goldfinger, Hans Gruber, and the Galactic Trade Federation. And since turnabout is fair play, air ducts have even screwed the space marines in Aliens. When screenwriters get their heroes confined in a jam they are not smart enough to write them out of, theres always the good ‘ol air duct gag to fall back on,

My favorite recent example of this tired convention showed up in the overcooked 2010 film Hanna, in which the film’s eponymous adolescent assassin escapes an underground base via air ducts so cavernous they put the Mines of Moria to shame. The only amusing thing about the sequence is picturing the massive, death-star size HVAC units the bad guys must have that require such cathedralesque ventilation shafts.

Every time I see this cliche I think of two things: first, that the villain of the piece has never seen any movie ever, and two, that when I take over the world my secret diabolical clubhouse will be climate controlled solely by baseboard heaters and window AC units.

Sunday, February 26, 2012

HEY! We're still going!

That's right.  We're rolling till at least Wednesday.  Check in Monday for more . . .

Saturday, February 25, 2012

Rock: Fiction by Joanna Lees

       

“MUD!”

The mud matched the flat grey of the desert plain so well that we were half a dozen steps into it before Lee shouted. It closed around our ankles and slid over the tops of our boots, tepid and clinging as we scrambled back to solid ground. Horace got out first and stood like an anchor, giving us each a hand out of the suction that threatened to pull us under.

Lee was the first one in and the last one out. The second his feet touched the cracked earth again he dropped his pack and fell flat on his back. “I hate this planet,” he muttered, his chest heaving from the narrow escape. “I mean it. All it’s done for five days is give us the finger.”

Mack leaned over with her hands on the knees of her grubby, tan flight suit. “I’m not complaining yet,” she muttered. “We got out of the ship in one piece, didn’t we?”

Horace unhooked the dented metal canteen from his belt and unscrewed the cap. Fine sand grated in the threads. “Mack’s right,” he said, taking a sip and passing it to me. “It coulda been a lot worse.”

Friday, February 24, 2012

Addicted to Reality TV by I. Burtan

Ms. Burtan met us via the Chicago Extension Office.  That is, she was a friend of Janelle and the Shots in the Dark crew.  After meeting up with us at one of the more legendary Wizard World Chicagos, she joined the group both here and at Newsarama, on occasion.  She's here to lend some professional insight into a rather modern addiction . . .

Perhaps because I have spent the past semester poring over textbooks on addictions, perhaps because as a psych grad student I am overeager to find patterns everywhere, perhaps because I have watched one too many episodes of My Strange Addiction on TLC (the last lady was addicted to her breasts. Her breasts!!), I am starting to suspect that reality television has become far more addictive over the past decade or so. Come with me, if you will, on a magical journey through my loose logic.

I Can’t Quit You, Reality TV

The barebones definition of having a process addiction, or an addiction not involving a chemical substance of some kind, involves the compulsion to keep doing a set of behaviors no matter the consequences. The pull to engage in behaviors such as gambling, sex, playing video games, watching hours of The Little Couple on TLC, etc. is akin to pursuing the chemical high of a drug. The problem is that television watching is such an everyday task, something done so easily even while doing ten other things, that it becomes easy to keep swimming in denial. I have often defended my Kardashian-spawned-show-watching as nothing but a small diversion from my otherwise hectic life. That is, until I tried--and failed--to give it up for one week.

I take full responsibility for my own compulsion to using reality television as a way to unwind, and perhaps for what you might call my lack of willpower or moral ineptitude. The problem is, real addiction is not a matter of will or morality, but rather complex biological, psychological, and social process. The same way drug dealers manufacture new, cheaper, and more dangerous highs that become more alluring to chase, reality television executives are toying with our psychology to do the same.

Community is the Nerdy Sitcom We Deserve by Nathan Cranor

When my coworker, our editor-n-chieftain, Troy was generous enough to let me contribute to this Shotgun revival, I knew I wanted to do something, I just didn't know what. I'm new to the world of ShotgunReviews, but having read and enjoyed the new material so far, I think I'm safe in saying many fellow Shotgun readers are – like me – interested in terrific television shows with nerdy themes.

This week NBC announced that “Community” is returning to television on March 15, right where it was before its much-bemoaned-on-the-internet hiatus at 8 p.m. Thursdays. This means it will be going up against its old timeslot nemesis “The Big Bang Theory.” That show, which is expressly about nerds and nerd culture, regularly crushed Community in the ratings. I know it's not just self-identified nerds who are watching TBBT, but I'd like to provide a few examples of how it's actually Community that's the superior nerd show at 8 p.m. on Thursday.

1. Dungeons & Dragons
In Season 2, Community devoted a whole half-hour of prime-time network real estate to the main characters engaging in a game of “Dungeons & Dragons.” What's amazing is they don't literalize it beyond strategic sound cues; it really is an episode of television entirely based around a group of people at a table describing their actions and rolling dice. What's really amazing is the episode is still brilliantly entertaining.


2. Zombies

There's little more beloved among nerds right now than zombies. Three days before “The Walking Dead” premiered, Community was there with its own take on the genre – Season 2's “Epidemiology.” The episode doesn't just namedrop zombie/horror movies, it gets into the deep cuts, like the “That scare was just [insert animal here]” trope.


3. Batman's in it.
Well, Abed (Danny Pudi) pretending to be Batman is in it – specifically in Season 1's “Introduction to Statistics” and Season 3's “Foosball and Nocturnal Vigilantism.” Somehow, despite all the widely varying portrayals of his character over the years, Batman acting/looking out-of-character remains fertile ground for hilarity (see also How To, Batman).

4. Alternate universes.
Move over, Fringe. Season 3's “Remedial Chaos Theory” centers on seven different timelines. That includes one which returns in a great ending tag as a classic “dark” timeline.



5. Inspector Spacetime.
What's Inspector Spacetime? The question is not what, constable, but when! Oh, I'm sorry, yes, the question is what this time. That's my mistake.



Inspector Spacetime began as a brief “Doctor Who” parody and later in the season stood in for the Star Wars Holiday Special. On tiny scraps of information contained in those couple bits, obsessive fans have created a vast, elaborate canon. If that doesn't say “nerd” I don't know what does.

Community. It's the nerdy comedy we deserve, but not the one we can see right now. Not until March 15. At which point we all need to watch it, especially those of us with mystical Nielsen boxes (if such people exist...where's the birth certificates, Nielsen families??). If this great show can't survive, we really are living in the darkest timeline. I'll get my goatee.

Nathan's writing appears regularly at www.rateeveryanimal.com and irregularly at nscranor.wordpress.com.  He appears fairly frequently at the lunch table with Troy, Kimmi Page and Courtney V.