This week, I return from Wizard World Philadelphia with not much to say.
I know, I know, what kinda reporter am I?
I’M NOT! I’m a Columnist!
So instead of the regular con report that I had spoken to you about, I’ve asked Leigh, last week’s guest columnist, to come back and have a discussion with me on something that is quite a hot topic in comics at the moment; the life, death, and resurrection of Captain America. Thankfully she was game for a laugh, so here we have the product of that conversation.
Again I apologize for the lack of Philly news, but frankly I enjoyed getting my drink on.
And yes, sure, I could come back and tell you tales of “Drunken Adventures in the City of Brotherly Love,” and doing lines of blow off of issues of X-men while Marina Sirtis and Yancy Butler are naked and making out in the corner, Edward James Olmos is playing the banjo in the bath, and Emma Caulfield has dinner with bunnies. But let’s be honest, no one wants to hear those stories. Do they? I mean is there really any interest in that? No. (Please note.. none of that actually happened! GO GO GADGET HYPERBOLE!)
So within lies our opinions and quips to do with the life and times of Captain America.
This week Leigh, a friend of mine has done me the honor to take over duties of the Column for this week as I spend the weekend in Philadelphia, Attending Wizard World Philly. My friends and I make the trip every year and expect to see some writing on the subject next week.
So this week Leigh waxes lyrical on the life of a COMIC fangirl, I’m hoping to talking her into writing the other side of this column for me soon, so please read and let us know what you think.
Okay ‘Teers, I’d planned to post a small piece I’d written about Toast and Jam, but there is something else that demands my attention.
Recently, DC Put Grant Morrison front and centre of the creative control of the DCU. I’ll go into my thoughts on Morrison later but one of the things that was masterminded by GM was last years “Batman RIP” event. Well we are now truly into the era of the “New Bat”, I know it may not last long, I know that there may be fallout. But until this week, I have kept silent on what some people have called the Biggest Death in Comics since Uncle Ben. (I think the Steve Rogers fans among us might have something to say about that.) What brings this issue suddenly to the forefront of my cerebellum? What do the floaty text bubbles that float around my head have to say about all this? Why did I just steal one of Deadpool’s gimmicks?
Read on, Dear reader, Read on.
Go on, Please?
Okay then.
Oh, and I guess I should warn you I’m going to be talking about major spoilers in here for the bat family of book from the last few months, so be aware.
In this episode Ely Henry faces a trailer so unique the movie could be the first of a new genre. Or, you now, just plain weird. Also, if you ever thought girl scouts needed their own kick ass action movie line, this trailer delivers it. John McLane would be so jealous. If he were a girl scout. Enjoy.
