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May. 7th, 2004 01:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
alexsarll"Look, no one wants you to come because you talk about ladders all the time."
"But it's a ladder party!"
The idea of someone being too ladder-happy to attend ladder parties was a wise and wonderful image, and just one of the sketches which rendered The All-Star Comedy Show much better than I'd expected. Of course this may be because, after last week's episode (which I've yet to see) received such uniformly awful reviews, anything even slightly mirthful made for a pleasant surprise.
That aside, I spent most of last night charging the new lifeline and reading comics. Respectable comics. The sort that call themselves 'illustrated novels' so that grown-ups can read them and grown-up papers can write about them. Craig Thompson's Blankets is an autobiography of sorts, about first love, growing up with pious parents, pretending your bed is a ship when you're little...the sort of thing which makes for a good bildungsroman. And yes, it's well-written, and yes, it's beautifully drawn, and yes, it's very moving. But it's no Flex Mentallo. And it saddens me that there are thousands of people out there who can accept this, because it has a lovelorn couple in the snow on the front, and would never give that another chance, because it has a muscleman in leopardskin posing pouch shouting "YOU! BUY THIS COMIC NOW OR THE EARTH IS DOOMED!" at the potential reader.
Similarly, the 'seminal' &c Love and Rockets is heartwarming and wistful and lovely in precisely the sort of way Northern Exposure used to be, rather than achieving any emotional effect of true power such as, for instance, Grant Morrison's run on Justice League.
On which note, I can strongly recommend She-Hulk's new series to anyone who liked the collisions of superheroics and law in Alan Moore's Top Ten. It's marred by pathetic human wish-fulfillment at times, but otherwise extremely entertaining. And I'm not just saying this because I have a thing for bright green girls. Thought that may be a contributory factor.
Today's my last day paid, so I really ought to do a poll, but I can't think of any.
"But it's a ladder party!"
The idea of someone being too ladder-happy to attend ladder parties was a wise and wonderful image, and just one of the sketches which rendered The All-Star Comedy Show much better than I'd expected. Of course this may be because, after last week's episode (which I've yet to see) received such uniformly awful reviews, anything even slightly mirthful made for a pleasant surprise.
That aside, I spent most of last night charging the new lifeline and reading comics. Respectable comics. The sort that call themselves 'illustrated novels' so that grown-ups can read them and grown-up papers can write about them. Craig Thompson's Blankets is an autobiography of sorts, about first love, growing up with pious parents, pretending your bed is a ship when you're little...the sort of thing which makes for a good bildungsroman. And yes, it's well-written, and yes, it's beautifully drawn, and yes, it's very moving. But it's no Flex Mentallo. And it saddens me that there are thousands of people out there who can accept this, because it has a lovelorn couple in the snow on the front, and would never give that another chance, because it has a muscleman in leopardskin posing pouch shouting "YOU! BUY THIS COMIC NOW OR THE EARTH IS DOOMED!" at the potential reader.
Similarly, the 'seminal' &c Love and Rockets is heartwarming and wistful and lovely in precisely the sort of way Northern Exposure used to be, rather than achieving any emotional effect of true power such as, for instance, Grant Morrison's run on Justice League.
On which note, I can strongly recommend She-Hulk's new series to anyone who liked the collisions of superheroics and law in Alan Moore's Top Ten. It's marred by pathetic human wish-fulfillment at times, but otherwise extremely entertaining. And I'm not just saying this because I have a thing for bright green girls. Thought that may be a contributory factor.
Today's my last day paid, so I really ought to do a poll, but I can't think of any.
