This was a post that I was getting edited to go up on ComicsAlliance when AOL shut them down, so I’m posting it here.
Since her debut work in Malignant Man for Boom! Studios in 2010, Jordie Bellaire has become one of the most exciting and recognizable colorists in comics. From coloring projects like Immortals: Gods and Monsters at Archaia, all the way working on DC’s Action Comics, Marvel’s Season One Hulk and Doctor Strange graphic novels, and successful independent projects like Brian Wood and Ming Doyle’s Mara, it’s gotten to a point where her name alone attracts me to a new project.
Massively talented designer Dylan Todd and I had a round-up about the first year of Valiant comics planned to go up on Comicsalliance before it got shut down, so now Dylan’s posted it online. Go check it out, Dylan did a phenomenal job on the graphics.
It’s been a surprisingly good week for me, if you were at all curious about the man behind the curtain, the wizard behind the Oz. But who cares about that, let’s talk about a week of comics that was probably way better than it needed to be. TEBIOS! Because hell, I think this gimmick has legs, at least until I run out of recognizable languages to translate it into.
The Netflix original series House of Cards is about as well set-up and firmly grounded as an actual house of cards built by your extraordinarily dull cousin, except the house he built is probably better written. Negativity’s in the air tonight, maybe to make up for the good week of comics. KOMIKSY, sometimes you want to translate a word a bunch of times because introductions are hard to do properly.
“If music be the food of love, play on,” wrote Shakespeare, but we don’t care about that because his plays didn’t have pictures, and comics don’t have music. C.O.M.I.C.S: Come, Our Menagerie Is Crumbling Swiftly.
Hey look! I have returned from the ashes, like a tiny child playing in the fireplace too long. Let’s bring it back with a bang as I talk about too many comics over the last two weeks, and I probably regret doing this. Ready? Let’s start.
I can’t think of a better way to epitomize these “reviews” than showing up 4 days late with only two comics to actually talk about. My lateness aside, here’s a quick reminder: I only review comics I buy, cause I think that’s fair. If I pay money, I can call your comic shitty, that’s writer law. I’ve culled my pull-list a lot, recently, so if I’m not talking about a comic that’s excellent, let me know in the comments. Now that that’s done, here’re some opinions.
Got some marbles? Do you have all the marbles? HA! I thought not. But you don’t care, you’ve got comics, and sometimes that’s ok. It’s nice here, in Comicsland. It’s warm, and numb, and sometimes these little stapled bits of paper might make you feel something. COMICS! Read ’em or weep.