Showing posts with label Thing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Thing. Show all posts

Saturday, April 30, 2011

illegal immigrant gives up citizenship, breaks Internet


ah, the brouhaha that comics cause nowadays. the medium has gone a long way from merely sending conservatives into a frenzy because it allegedly poisons the minds of kids. oh, wait. we're still in that era, aren't we?

it has been awhile since Supes has made a blatantly political statement (hmm, we should probably count his "Walk Across America" campaign last summer). basically he's leaning closer to Batman's politics. not so much, but closer.next stop: Batman, Inc.

and what does Marvel have to say about this?

nahh, that's Glenn Beck masquerading as the Thing. we all know Benjie's a hippie and moved to France (let the surrendering jokes commence) during Marvel's Civil War.

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Action Comics #900, FF #2

Sunday, September 12, 2010

let the light shine in

drive-by readings

New Avengers #4 (Marvel)
Brian Michael Bendis
Stuart Immonen
Wade Von Grawbadger
Laura Martin
Chris Eliopoulos

what we learned: the magic men can't hazard a guess as to who's been trying to stage another Inferno show in New York, where our other Avengers (oh, hi there, Jewel!) have their hands full swatting demons left and right. until the sky spits out Danny, and the first thing he does is ...
oh shit moment: ... give Dr. Strange an iron fist, minus the iron. hey, nice duds, Danny?
what's next: we've known of that thing for years, but who really owns the Eye of Agamotto? Agamotto, of course. duh.


i bet Strange never got sucker punched by Clea or the Night Nurse like that.

Friday, August 20, 2010

mystic pizzazz

drive-by readings

New Avengers #3 (Marvel)
Brian Michael Bendis
Stuart Immonen
Wade Von Grawbadger
Laura Martin
Chris Eliopoulos

what we learned: this is actually a fun book even if its just for Stuart Immonen's tight cartoony style. Iron Fist is transported by the possessing demon somewhere else, while his teammates deal with the sky breaking open with more demons pouring out. the magic boys retreat to figure who's big enough to take them all on. Victoria, meanwhile, decides to lend a Hand.
oh shit moment: eh? is that the Ancient One?
what's next: do we need to call in Zatanna or something?


ummm, not this one.

Sunday, May 16, 2010

Friday, March 5, 2010

heckling from the peanut gallery, part 2

the call to assemble has gone out again, and we the people, the huddled masses of collateral damage from the disassembling, house of m-ing, civil warring, planet hulking, secret invading, and dark reigning, exercise our right to yell our opinion from the streets, as is our democratic right. the first time around, we yelled at the regular Avengers. this time, its the new ones. wait, what?




"sure, sure, your pals from Yancy Street just adore ya. sellout."
"so is it really friends or family first?"
"shouldn't you change the logo on your belt so the '4' can look like an 'A' at a certain angle?"





"really? didn't you run away and hide when Captain Hero killed Danny and they all thought you did?"
"how come ya look like a tanned Crusher Creel?"
"your tiara sells on eBay for $13.95!"




"didn't you get fired?"
"Jackpot on line 2, a Felicia on line 3, and oh, your roommate Michelle wants the rent pronto!"
"responsibility, schmesponsibility ... your Aunt just had her 109th heart attack and you're posing for the press junket."



"and that means doing what ... exactly?"
"let's see you put your money where your mouth is. two words: Romulus and Daken."
"by the way, a new Alpha Flight is being formed next month and they want you in!"



"if you're here, who's taking care of the baby?"
"can't you have a better codename than a pop-country singer who used to live in a van?"
"i guess you and Luke both wear the pants in the family."


most of these people were New Avengers. so .... status quo.