The big-media onslaught begins: Here’s Time.comix’s review of Craig Thompson’s masterful Blankets. Go Craig! I’ll be interviewing Craig for the A&F Quarterly during the upcoming San Diego Comic-Con, so I’ll be doing my part as well. And as soon as this comic comes out in wide distribution, I’ll let you all know. I don’t care who you are–there’s almost no reason you shouldn’t enjoy this book.
(And I endorse this review, despite the fact that Time.comix’s main man, Andrew Arnold, was so goddamn wrong about the work of genius that was Frank Miller & Lynn Varley’s Dark Knight Strikes Again that it makes my hair hurt. That book was “corporatized,” Andrew? What the hell kind of corporation says “this has Big Bucks written all over it” of a book in which Superman and Wonder Woman destroy a mountain while fucking?)
Over at Markisan Naso’s column (scroll down for the pertinent item), Epic editor Stephanie Moore lays the smack down on some the conspiracy theories advanced by “Felicia,” Marvel’s ersatz Deep Throat. Go Stephanie! (I’m just speaking for myself here, but having had some contact with several of the parties involved in Epic, I can say that while there are some snags being hit, and with some regularity, it’s not some giant con job, and Stephanie herself is a smart, dedicated, talented, devoted editor who wouldn’t let it become a con job even if that’s where it was heading.)
Bill Sherman sez that the old strip Pogo is applicable to today’s self-righteous warbloggers. Hey, Bill, I resemble that remark!
Franklin Harris, unlike Sandman impresario (and Friend Of Tori) Neil Gaiman, seems to have gone unnoticed in lists of antiwarbloggers. Hey, Franklin, I noticed you!