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|Wednesday, February 20th, 2008|
We finally moved ISP this week, which means that my old email addresses don't work and the web site is closed.
I'll be dropping a note to everyone who needs my new email address, once I figured it out myself ~ who knew there were so many mr.wolfies in the world that they all need gmail addresses :P
Oh, that is: everyone I remember!! So if you don't get one, that's not my fault. Oh no, wait; yes, it will be my fault. Or the faulty memory that I have installed.
As for the Adam Warren Shrine thing, well, he's got his own DeviantArt pages now ~ they're a much better source of news than anything I could come up with, and maybe it's time to finally finish my ComicArtFans gallery...
And, maybe I'll update here more often.
Didn't believe that one...?
I don't blame you ;)
|Tuesday, June 19th, 2007|
The Fantastic Poor
Yeah, yeah. We know Galactus is a giant space-cloud. Yeah, we know it sucks.
But what about the rest of the fillum?
Well, that pretty much sucked too. Ioan Gruffudd improved as Reed Richards, as did Chris Evans as Johnny Storm (The Human Torch ~ don't know why I wrote that, surely all of us here know that?) but Ben Grimm still doesn't look like Kirby drew him, and I've seen Jessica Alba looking better. The plot, such as it was, was very poor. So little action, even the Fantasti-car sequence was over before it had begun, and I was left with an "is that it?" feeling ~ as opposed to the "oh, great! there's more..." feeling that comes with The Pirates of the Caribbean franchise.
Why even bother with Alica Masters if she's not going to play the part she did in the Surfer storyline?
And, as for the "cloud", we all know what fandom thinks of that. "But you can't have a giant man in a purple suit," said the producers, "it'd look silly."
Not as pathetic as a big swirly cloud ~ oh, and if Norrin Radd averted the destruction of his world thru negotiation (and sacrifice, becoming the herald of Galactus) just how exactly did he hold a conversation with the giant space-cloud?
He certainly didn't open a dialogue with Galactus to save Earth...
Finally, if you'd wanted to include Kirby's design for Galactus, then why couldn't that have been his space-vessel ~ a giant space ship. No need to show Galactus' true form, but he could have projected a face upon the outside of the ship in order to communicate (with the Surfer or anyone else ~ I assume Galactus would adopt a likeness to the people he was talking to). Then we could have had the proper story where the Surfer is imprisoned on Earth (ready for the spin-off).
Also we needed a punch-up with The Thing, and even a guest apprearance by Spider-Man, a soliloquy from Laurence Fishburne (The Surfer) ~ what? he must have spent all of five minutes recording his lines for this movie...
Yeah, a measly 4/10 from this moviegoer.
|Wednesday, June 6th, 2007|
Zombie this, zombie that...
Bored of zombies yet?
Soaf is a big zombie fan, so naturally we had to go and see 28 Weeks Later at the cinema. I wasn't a huge fan of the first one, since the whole thing descended into the writer/director's diatribe about yob culture in the British Army (or the Territorials, at least). Not to mention that the protagonist was a total moron. I mean, you wake up from an accident, in hospital, and the entire city seems to have emptied while you were unconscious. Would you go out into the streets, shouting your head off, "Helloooo? Helloooo?" ~ mind you, he was only a bicycle messenger. I suppose I can forgive the character for not being Einstein.
Anyway, the sequel is upon us and apart from the redeeming factor of Robert Carlyle, it's a complete waste of space. Way too much of that shakey camera work which masks a total lack of fight choreography. And did I mention it's got kids in it? It might as well be a Disney movie. Every five minutes I was wondering, "are they dead yet?" Although this was usually, quickly, followed by "Gawd, she's hot" (Imogen Poots*).
Then there's the jump-on-the-bandwagon comicbooks. There's only one I've been impressed with; The Walking Dead by Robert Kirkman, Tony Moore (formerly) and Charlie Adlard (latterly) and I just finished reading Vol.6 (This Sorrowful Life) of the collected series ~ and it was Preacher-like in its awesomeness. The other books have been pretty good, but this one is so damned good it deserves an award; hell, it deserves to be on your bookshelf too!
*Bet she had an interesting time in Secondary School.
|Monday, April 16th, 2007|
Banner not Bana, Banner Norton.
I love this statement by Marvel Studios production president Kevin Feige:
"Edward Norton is a rare talent and one of the most versatile actors in the business. His ability to transform into a particular role makes him the ideal choice to take on the character of Bruce Banner and the Hulk."
Now I like Edward Norton as an actor ~ the Illusionist was enjoyable enough, if predictable ~ but I can't quite see him actually transforming into THE HULK without someone-else's CGI skills...
|Saturday, April 14th, 2007|
|Tuesday, February 20th, 2007|
Another entry marked "it's about time!"
News has reached my inbox that Adam Warren has finally gotten net-enabled (dialup, no sniggering at the back) and he's gotten a DeviantArt page. Now there really is something worthwhile on that site!
Click here http://adamwarren.deviantart.com/. What I really like about it is AW posts little blogs and descriptions for the sketches 'n' stuff.
|Wednesday, January 24th, 2007|
|Friday, December 15th, 2006|
|Thursday, November 30th, 2006|
Looks like I spoke too soon, the next project from AW, courtesy of Dark Horse, seems to be a return to the sardonic attitude we know and love. Writing and ART by Adam. Now this is more like it!!
Now all we gotta do is wait... three months?!? Oh, cruel Dark Horsies :(
From Dark Horse's release:
Not only is costumed crimefighter "Empowered" saddled with a less-than-ideal superhero name, but she wears a skintight and cruelly revealing "supersuit" that only magnifies her body-image insecurities. Worse yet, the suit's unreliable powers are prone to failure, repeatedly leaving her in appallingly distressing situations . . . and giving her a shameful reputation as the lamest "cape" in the masks-and-tights business. Nonetheless, she pluckily braves the ordeals of her bottom-rung superheroic life with the help of her "thugalicious" boyfriend (and former Witless Minion) and her hard-drinking ninja girlfriend, not to mention the supervillainous advice from the caged alien demonlord watching DVDs from atop her coffee table . . .
From Adam Warren-writer/artist of the English-language Dirty Pair comics (the original "Original English-Language Manga" before OEL was cool), and writer of Livewires, Gen13, and Iron Man: Hypervelocity-comes Empowered, a butt-kicking, bootylicious superhero lampoon that raises the bar for long-john lust and low-brow laughs. Remove all previous notions of superhero entertainment from your puny mind . . . and prepare to be Empowered!
Publication Date: Mar 07, 2007
Format: b&w, w/Full color, 248 pages
Age range: 16+
|Monday, November 13th, 2006|
Where the KGB leads...
...other Nations secret services follow, it seems.
Here's my photographic evidence that it's not only Russia that wants to associate itself with Super Heroes.
First up, we have the Millbank entrance to Thames House, home of MI5, Britain's internal "secret police"
Hmmm, they probably don't like being referred to as a secret police, but having watched Spooks, that's what they seem to be! I guess they went for a tangled web look for their motif...
Here we have the seal on the floor of America's CIA HQ. Obviously, they're going with the "Truth, Freedom and Justice" epithet ~ irrespective of how insidious they really are (perhaps something more appropriate would have been the Imperial Iconography of the Star Wars movies).
And finally, the geek-de-resitance (see if you can spot it). This is the home of James Bond, 007 ~ probably the bestest Secret Service in the world, MI6 and it's headquarters at Vauxhall Cross...
An appropriate venue for the guardians of the universe, no?
The only thing Bond needed was a power ring and it seems that's been sorted...
|Thursday, November 9th, 2006|
My cup runneth over...
Now, just what should I title this piece...
Holy KGB, Batman!
KGBeast joins forces with Gotham's Caped Crusader.
Russia's secret service finally embrace American Industrialist and Capitalist ethics.
Comic Geeks infiltrate KGB...
As this photo clearly shows, the design emblazoned on the floor of the new headquarters of the KGB is that of Batman. Time Warner should sue, I've heard there's lots of gas in Russia! Oh, and that's Russian Premier, Putin, and some other officious looking guy. Their conversation goes something like:
Putin: Isn't that...?
Officious-looking guy: Yes.
|Monday, October 30th, 2006|
Well, it's about tiiiime...
IRON MAN: HYPERVELOCITY #1 (of 6).
From Marvel Previews: A single, grueling night of high-speed, mechanized mayhem find Tony Stark and a new, uniquely improved version of the Iron Man armor caught in the crossfire between the bleeding-edge technology of an insurgent mecha subculture and the mass hardware of an elite "cape-killing" paramilitary force. Beseiged by ballistic missile, supersonic jihadi LMDs (that's Life Model Decoys to the non-Marvelite), seductive viral avatars and cyberdrug-addled roboravers, Iron Man must push himself far beyond his technological and biological limits to survive the onslaught of ultra-tech machinery.
Can you guess who's writing it yet? Jeez, the only word missing is "nanotech". Is Adam Warren becoming a parody of himself?
At least it has covers by AW. Interior pencils by someone I've never heard of, over AW layouts. Why he can't pencil the whole damn thing and have someone like Rick Mays ink it...
Oh, and typing that little lot without correcting all the Americanisms it contained (gruelling, mechanised...et al) was like dragging my fingernails down a blackboard. I'd never make it as a comics writer or editor for Marvel or DC, because I'd be changing all the scripts to proper English.
|Friday, October 27th, 2006|
Fans, Bulbs and Flames
So we've been out and about today in order to pick up the 200th Issue of Comics International (congrats, Dez and the gang) and some other sundry items; a new, quiet case fan for the PC; some batteries for my Psion; and some light bulbs from B&Q. On our return leg, we pulled up to some traffic lights next to an especially horrid green coloured Fiat Punto, affixed to the side of which were sports car manufacturer's decals and some nasty stick-on flames. I wonder if putting flames on the side of your car isn't somehow tempting fate. As I have had one car which did catch fire and another which literally exploded while I was driving it (this was the same one that one of the wheels fell off while trundling around Ellesmere Port too) I can't envision a time that I'd be happy to see flames sprouting from my wheel arches, nevermind encouraging it.
|Thursday, October 26th, 2006|
That is the question...
Soaf, love her, asked me another of 'her' questions today. As you know, if you're a regular reader here, these questions are just the same type of queries I used on my mother, at bedtime, in order to stay up longer. I would ask stuff like, "Why are there cows?" in a deliberate attempt to confuse and ellicit a drawn out explanation of evolution or the meaning of life as it pertains to the bovine species. Soaf's questions, although I fear they are genuine conundrums which perplex her mind and have weighty impact upon her world, are much like those. Remember the "is HDTV sharper than real life?" to which, I might add, she still doesn't fully accept my answer and wants a second opinion, preferably from a sales clerk at the local electrical outlet no doubt. Well, here's the new one:
"Can a bird fly in a vacuum?"
I'll let that one hang there for a second, in flight, so to speak, much like the avian in question.
Y'know, this is exactly the type of thing that Mil Millington gets so much milage out of, writing about his relationship with the being from another world that is his German girlfriend, Margret. Maybe it's a difference between the sexes kind of thing, or maybe its an English/European divide, but the first thing that springs to mind, for me, is: What's a BIRD doing in a vacuum?* Quite apart from, why even bother wondering whether it can fly ~ what is it breathing?
Not to worry, for all small creatures are cared for in the mind of Sofie, before I can even voice my concerns I am told, "Suppose a bird has been put into a vacuum, by some scientists or something. With a breathing mask on..." and she looks at me as if this is perfectly reasonable "...would it be able to fly?"
Obviously, I'm at a loss to answer accurately. I mean, just where is this experiment taking place? Doesn't gravity have to be included in the equation?
Luckily, I can go back to watching the adverts and singing along while the volume is turned down (because adverts nowadays are just so much louder than the programmes, but you try and complain ~ giving specific examples, dates and times, to the correct authorities, and they'll send you an email asking for those details because they didn't read them in the first place and, really, their job's just not worth doing properly, unless someone offended a certain religious group or something...) and Soaf will make up her own mind but, no matter what the outcome, the bird survives .
*Answer: He's walking.
|Sunday, October 1st, 2006|
Meet the new boss, Same as the old boss...
What is the most annoying and irritating noise known to sentient and non-sentient beings alike throughout the galaxy, nay... the universe?
Yes, that's right.
It is the unexpected (and it always is, isn't it?) sound of an electric drill as heard from the other side of the wall it's being used upon. It has a particular vibrancy that, in my imagination, I associate with the auditory outcome of having my own Ulna or Radius (that's my arm bones to you) removed unnaturally and harshly scraped down a really dusty blackboard, picked up by a parabolic microphone and amplified via an all-valve 100watt Marshall top connected to a couple of 4x4 cabs, with the volume dial set to Spinal Tap proportions (eg. 11).
Aye, verily, did the "neighbours from hell" sell their house a couple of months ago and move away (yay!) to be swiftly replaced by the "property developers from hell" (boo!) and for almost two months solid they've had all manner of workmen drilling and banging and banging and drilling and then taking loooong tea breaks to lull us into a false sense of security, then when we least expect it, starting the banging and drilling all over again.
It's the sort of banging that, from the other side of the wall, you cannot possibly imagine what the hell it is they're building; there's nothing on the face of the planet that also fits inside a home which requires that amount of nailing or hammering together. From large swings of heavy mallets that could surely topple supporting walls to a myriad of tiny and ineffectual-sounding taps ~ whatever they're doing there is no way it warrants the amount of noise taken to achieve.
And then there's the drill; the single most grating piece of equipment I've ever heard and ~ as an old band of mine who used to rehearse in an industrial estate were the ones who received complaints from the smelting factory on the other side of the car park ~ believe me, I know grating when I hear it . There's nothing like a hammer drill fitted with a good tungsten carbide 20mm masonry bit just grinding away at the stubborn brickwork a few feet from your head when you're dozing in the dawn of a new day (or 8:25AM to you people that get up to go to work). That thing will screech and squeal like a rusty pig having the best sex of its life!
So much so, it makes one wonder whether, at the drill factory, they're tested to annoy ~ one could say "tuned to imperfection" ~ and the ones which don't quite produce a sound that digs inside your skin, the ones which don't make you feel like you're the one having a 20mm hole bored into your skull, are tossed aside and rejected...
Thanks go to the unknown (and probably unwitting) bloke whose picture got posted to the 'net and then photoshopped in the cause of parody. So no, it's not me. Before you ask. If it's you and the kids in your school are laughing behind your back, I very much doubt it's got anything at all to do with this blog entry. I mean, I can't take credit for all the humor people find in the world ~ although I wouldn't say "no" to the royalties.
|Friday, September 29th, 2006|
Better late than never...?
In the mail today I received my notification that the TV channels were changing, complete with a handy card listing all the new channel IDs. It's only FOUR days late!!
I suppose I'm expected to be grateful that NTL bothered at all?
I do like that they've decided that re-numbering all the channels with three digits leaves them "much more room to add new channels" ~ like leaving the normal terrestrial channels, BBC1, BBC2, ITV, Channel Four and Five as, say, "1", "2", "3", "4" and "5" would have really cramped their system...
|Thursday, September 28th, 2006|
NTHell do it again...
Out of the blue my Cable TV provider has decided to re-arrange all the TV channels. I switched on my box to find it set to channel 400, I pressed "1" on my remote to take me to BBC1 but nothing happens. It looks like all the channels between 1-99 have gone overnight. Did NTL send me, their customer, any notification of this change. Did they hell.
After playing with it for a few minutes I find BBC1 on channel "101" ~ and even though I watched Liverpool vs Galatasary last night, I still have no idea what channel Sky Sports is on. I manage to find some note on one of the NTLchannels that says they've changed all the channel numbers and sequences for "my convenience"!
I can find nothing convenient about changing channel "1" to channel "101". Previously, to move from BBC1 to Five, I'd press "5". I now have to press three digits and it'll only work if the fucking crappy, old machine will recognise three digits in a row...
|Monday, September 25th, 2006|
Solving the World's problems, one at a time...
If you don't play, or aren't interested in the MMORPG [Massively Multiplayer Online Role-Playing Game] EverQuest 2, then this probably won't interest you, but I just posted on the forums (scroll down to the bottom) some ideas for Guild Houses. Now, this is a big deal (believe it or not ). The inital promotion of EQ2, some two years ago, promised guild houses where guilds (natch) would be able to congregate, have meetings and generally feel at home. A place to display their wares and their trophies.
So far, there's no such thing.
Here's something I'd like to see:
Any guild should be able to initially purchase a guild house, quite cheaply, which would be huge houses in ALL major city zones, so guilds can choose where they want to be based ~ they can even be in neutral cities too. As the guild levels up they would unlock more features (which would have associated status costs, like the rent status of large houses/inn rooms).
For example, the guild leader could create, name and place individual NPCs to fulfil certain roles (Bankers, Brokers, TS book sellers/fuel vendors, TS writ givers, Menders, Status relic purchasors, maybe even a Fence!)
The guild bank could be further expandable by allowing crafted boxes to be stored in each of the four tabs (one tab at a time, again unlocked by guild level).
Access levels could be set by the leader allowing non-guildies to come in and admire the guild's work.
Guild members could use their status points to purchase the Crafting Stations, so all the guild's crafters could congregate.
And the costs:
Each of these special items needs to be unlocked by the guild's level, then they become available to the guild leader to create and place in the guild house. At that point they also require status rent (which would vary depending on how many unique accounts the guild has as members, to the normal minimum of 6).
Which would mean the more members a guild has (in unique accounts, remember) the more status items they'd need to have in the guild house to allow the retention of the services they'd unlocked, thereby getting a majority of the guild members to contribute to the upkeep of the guild house and it's "perks". Small guilds would pay less status than large guilds, but large guild should have more resources to call upon. Hopefully, nothing gets priced out of reach for any guild but every item still requires some work and dedication.
Now that's what I'd call a "Game Update".
|Saturday, September 16th, 2006|
Divided by a common language
Finally, we installed "The Sims 2" on Sofie's PC today ~ cos she loved the first Sims game (personally, I'd rather have my hands chopped off, splintery cocktail sticks poked in my eyes and a red hot poker shoved up my you-know-where, than play a game where the characters do their best to fuck themselves up no matter what you do. Seems to me there's far too many people like that in real life than to be creating more of the little bastards on your PC ~ but that's probably just me, eh?).
After playing with it all afternoon ~ while I spent ALL that time trying to get PDFCreator to format my MS Word document in 5x8 instead of 8x11 (every fucking time!!!) and I still have no idea why it won't print out in 5x8 ~ Sofie proudly comes in to tell me, with her adorable Swedish mangle of the alphabet:
"I've just built a cigarette, for my Sims to live in."
Now, I'm not proficient with the game, as I probably made clear earlier, but forgive me for wondering just what she'd been inhaling that she'd decided a *cigarette* would be an appropriate dwelling for anyone, pixellated or not.
"What?" I asked, with a heady mix of astonishment and dumbfoundedness.
"I've built a cigarette. For the Sims to live in." She re-iterated, for some reason stressing the word "live" like that would somehow help me comprehend the obvious benefits of tobacco based housing.
"What? A cigarette?" Still confused.
"Yes," she replied (and I'm going to go all phonetic here) "a sig-ur-het."
"Oh," I said, as it dawned, "I'm so blogging that!"