Showing posts with label Silver Surfer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Silver Surfer. Show all posts

Thursday, October 28, 2010

brother grimm

drive-by readings

Fantastic Four #584 (Marvel)
"Three Part Two: Congratulations, Mr. Grimm. You're Handsome Again!"
Jonathan Hickman
Steve Epting
Paul Mounts
Rus Wooton
Alan Davis/Mark Farmer/Javier Rodriguez (cover)
what we learned: this title has been gathering steam and now its clicking on all cylinders, with Jonathan Hickman bringing all the previously-introduced elements slowly to bear. Sue takes charge to be an ambasadress for the Atlantean tribes (Angelina Jolie!), and Reed may be in trouble with the Surfer. for the best part, he also finds a way to revive the 'can we make Ben Grimm human again' record and get away with it, with him and Johnny painting the town red (hey, Stan!), tangling with a retooled Yancy Street Gang (that was a hoot), and having a tender moment with Alicia (aaaawwwww).
oh shit moment: uh ... Galactus?
what's next: always expect the Fantastic. Hickman brings the wow every month. someone also draw up divorce papers for the Richards couple.

hey, me too!

Sunday, June 29, 2008

green machine

this geekfest appeared in Men's Fitness (May 2006), with consultancy provided by Jim McLauchlin (ex-writer/editor, Wizard Magazine). its Superhero Survivor, and not everyone will agree with the results. obviously a lot has happened since then.


right off the bat, am not sure, because the Surfer just regained the power Cosmic. although Planet Hulk showed the Hulk could, ... still.



only if they're talking of this Superfriends-version Aquaman, who's a putz. the hook-version Aquaman would stab Diana in the chest just to check if they were made of silicon. ok, ok, Diana by sucker punch.



naaahhh ... not true. Rogue can absorb Spidey's powers temporarily and turn the tables on him. he needs one lucky punch. only Remy can distract Rogue.



i'll admit this could go down Stewart's way, but more so if Hal was the one in costume. plus Cap's dead at this time. duh.



what the hell-? Veronica could have slipped Archie a few Kryptonite pebbles, courtesy of her father's vast connections to the movers and shakers, like, say, Bruce Wayne, no? dumbass.



"tough guy over nerd"? what is this, high school? Mr. Fantastic would neutralize Daredevil easily, if only he could get out of his lab.



i think i'd agree here, but only by a hair. both are rich, well-trained, cunning strategists, and always think 20 steps ahead of the opposition. so i guess the only advantage would be ... who's the most stable and yet has the hottest chick. Storm (Mrs. T'Challa) beats any of Bruce Wayne's chick flavor of the month.



but Wolverine's senses would pick up Wally way before he can get close. Wally'd better make sure he vibrates through Logan's brain and heart, before his body realizes its jogging through China without a head.


did anyone download that porn version of this battle?



that's the "strongest weapon in the universe" for you, but who's asking. anyway, without the will, the 'wishing ring' would be nothing. Spidey's only prayer is to snatch the bling before John does his thing.



again, where's the damn Kryptonite?? chances are, Daredevil would have better odds winning a court case against Superman, than actually going up against him.



disagree. the Panther would figure out a way to slow Wally down. if not, there's always those two frogs.


yeah, forget Doomsday ... Superman would die a second time if he threw the Hulk into that damned planet and Hulk thinks he killed his wife and unborn son. there's a What If for you, Joe & Dan!


uh oh! a fight between two symbolic best friends. i can't even vote on this.


and duh-dun-duhhn!!!! the final battle is ... all green.


Hulk rakes the green!

Sunday, April 15, 2007

only the earth girls are easy

the rest of it ... ahhh, crap.

back in 1968, the world was on the edge, because another World War could erupt at any moment. and just to make things interesting, the Silver Surfer choses that time to cruise the skies. of course, he's just out to grab some fresh air, and he doesn't give a hoot about world politics. but to these puny humans on the ground, that's tantamount to invasion of air space. so much for having friendly skies.


don't turn around, uh-oh-oh. the commissar's in town, uh-oh-oh.

"accursed Oriental comrades"? what th-? everyone's a racist. and a comedian.

and where the in the world is Peiping? a twin-city type, an amalgam of Taipei and Beijing?

such hospitable behavior vexes the Surfer, who just lost his job as Galactus' Herald, because he defended Earth along with the Fantastic Four, preventing his master from having a midnight snack.


just in case this Surfing shtick doesn't work, Norrin Radd hones his stage acting chops

speaking of which, in the upcoming FF2, i look forward to seeing this scene. hopefully.


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