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View the absolute cuteness of my niece.
Tonight is probably the last night I’ll ever spend in my hometown. Tomorrow,my folks are leaving for the Iowan Corn Fields. So. Here I sit at the Eat n Park at two in the morning,reliving a teenage past time. To think about the difference… How far I’ve come. Very strange feeling.
Ah, here we go. First, I’ve been unpostable for a bit, as I’ve had a bit of diabetes resurgence (which contributed to the bladder, and really made things unpleasent), and now I’m heading back East to Pittsburgh for a few days, and then onwards to Des Moines, all in an effort to help my folks move from my childhood home.
So, in other words, you’ll be getting lots of pictures and not much commentary.
Oh, and this week’s issue of Hellblazer is fucking outstanding. Go get it.
I don’t often do this. I’ve been known to pimp for friends on occassion, and pimp for writer’s I idolize every once in a while as well. But, in one single issue, Josh Dysart (the other Comic Book Writing Josh who I’m frequently confused with) has been writing Swamp Thing for around a dozen or so issues now.
Here’s the thing about Swamp Thing. Alan Moore did such a brilliant job on his issues that NOBODY has been able to do shit with the character since. Brian K. Vaughan, easily the best writer in comics today, even struggled with Big, Green, and Gassy, and instead focused on the daughter of the earth elemental. The fact is, Alan Moore really did say everything there is to say about Swampy.
And then Dysart had to go and fuck it all up. Josh’s been doing what’ve been easily the most interesting Swamp Thing stories in a while on the book. Focusing on peripheral characters, using Swamp Thing as sort of a foil in his own book. Again, that’s really the only way to do the character justice these days.
And then there’s issue 20 (which I believe came out a week or two ago.) In a single issue, Josh manages to pose a new fucking question. It’s a story of delicacy, intensity, poetic brilliance, and sheer amazingness. Add that to some beautiful Richard Corben art… and, well, you have the best Swamp Thing story since Alan Moore’s very first issue.
Kudos, Dysart. I’m gunning for you now.
Oh, and the book’s selling okay, but not great, so, if you read this issue and love it as much as you certainly fucking will, then make sure to let your shop know to put it on your subscription or pull list or whatever. Every copy helps.
I’ve been slowly working my way through Season One of Medium, off some rips of the series I got from some friends. I’m actually surprised the show’s been more or less ignored by the internet fandom world, cause it’s damn good. It starts off a bit rough, but as it goes on it gets better and better, and the current season is actually pretty fantastic.
The only thing it really lacks is an overall arc. The first season has sort of a bookend arc where the first case and the last case are tied together, but aside from that, no real over-arching anything.
That’s actually not true. The slow corrosion of the family relationships because of her ‘abilities’ serves as that sort of throughline. Again, in season one, it’s a bit too one note, husband gets frustrated, kids feel ignored, she saves the day, mix and repeat. But, again, as it goes on, it’s gotten considerably stronger, and we see a true falling apart of the familial unit.
All in all, it’s a pretty great take on both the cop show and the family drama, plus it’s got some good supernatural fun to boot. Anyways, check it out.