“The world of [comic book] collecting is not a pretty place. For a bunch of guys who like good-over-evil stories, you sure meet a lot of morally bankrupt assholes.”—"Ashcan" Kemp in Wimbledon Green by Seth (via comicquotations)
sure, i'm eating black licorice twizzlers like a badass
but sleepytime is now, my sprockets, and i must go. take care of each other while i’m gone. if you have a little extra love to share and you follow them, please send virtual hugs to red (hoperesideswithinthismess) and sean (waawaa).
and, on the drive home, i noticed the guy driving the car behind me was really, really, reallycute. i mean, like, painfullyattractive. i then watched him thoroughlyexcavate both nostrils at the next two stoplights.
Why don't you like Halle Berry's Storm. Why not groan for Bryan Singer who wrote the character?
well, you know, if someone posted a pic of one of the x-scripts or, better, a picture of bryan singer working on one of the x-scripts, i would surely groan at that, too. i don’t like that scott summers looks significantly younger than jean grey. i don’t like that they cast someone who’s 6’2 to play wolverine. or what they did to hugh jackman’s hair. i could go on. but nothing is quite as bad as the way storm was handled. from powers to personality, it’s all fucked up. and then there’s the wig. the horrible, horrible wig. they spent $75 million on the first flick and that wig looks like it cost $9.99, tops.
two of the best people on my dash, who i know are allies, received “social justice” pummelings today. but, you know, context and intent have to matter or it’s not justice, and the way they were treated fell far short of social. and that stinks.