Deadpool & Ninja Unite!

My girlfriend and I tried and failed to get into a sneak preview of Kick-ass last night, and even though we weren't in time to see the movie, we were treated to this sight. Thank you, Atomic Comics costume contest!

Coming Attractions . . .

Front page of Yahoo this afternoon. Seriously, who could've predicted that Iron Man would lead Marvel's stable of cinematic masterpieces?

Thinking Outside the Long Box

I'm alphabetizing my comics again.

Until now, I've had them divided by companies, with DC, Marvel, and Image in their own boxes, and a slew of indies in the rest. Now I'm putting them all together, like in most comic book shops, so I can easily file new purchases. This is no easy task; this random pic represents a third of the collection. Makes me wonder how other collectors do it, if at all. Suggestions?

Hulk Smash Egg!

This must be "acknowledge April holidays a few days too late" week, as my girlfriend and I dyed Easter eggs yesterday, and I'm posting this picture today. Talk about "green eggs and ham!"

April Fool's Day . . . A Few Days Late

I really glossed over April Fool's Day here, but I'd like to take this opportunity to share my favorite comics-related gag from the day, courtesy Action Figure Insider. Click the link to enjoy. Great job, guys.

A Marvelous Easter

Two steadfast Easter traditions: making baskets and seeing movies (a new tradition for any big holiday weekend). Here are Marvel's contributions to the festivities: a Spider-man basket, and a massive Iron Man 2 stand-up at my local theater. Didn't have to look too hard to find these Easter eggs.

The Arizona Ghostbusters . . .

. . . were at the First Fridays event in downtown Phoenix last night. I snagged some pics -- thinking about submitting to the EPA.

Welcome Back, Cloak & Dagger

I'd like to personally thank writer Stuart Moore for bringing my favorite comic book couple back into a title of their own, if only for a one-shot. Cloak and Dagger are among the founders of my comic book fanaticism; when my father brought home a box of abandoned comics from his moving job here in Mesa, Arizona almost twenty years ago, I was swept away. Strange Tales, volume two, was among those ragtag issues, starring Cloak and Dagger, two runaways whose latent mutant abilities were triggered by experimental drugs. A big part of their appeal is that original Peter Parker factor, when Stan Lee set up Spider-man as a character his readers' age, facing similar problems. From an ailing aunt to streetwise drug dealers, sure, times have changed, but the viability is still there.

In this issue, on the heels of the latest X-titles crossover, Cloak and Dagger apparently aren't mutants, after all -- just victims, now still looking for their place in the world. Moore (with artist Mark Brooks' help) does a great job making the characters current while retaining the awkwardness of their humble beginnings: Tandy's overwhelming beauty, Ty's insecurity and speech impediment. Just as these traits strengthen their dynamic, it makes them vulnerable, as Cloak nearly succumbs to an anti-mutant group attempting to psychologically suppress his powers. Dagger saves the day, which, in a twist from their original script, makes her the codependent one -- and consequently, us readers, as well.

This issue would be a great launching pad for a series, if Cloak and Dagger retail that social relevance with which they were originally conceived. After all, what is adolescence if not one's search for identity in the world, one's retreat from cloak and dagger subterfuge into things like a box of discarded comics left at the end of your bed?

Graffiti Art

Last night's Fox 10 news in Phoenix featured a story about the legitimacy of graffiti art. Keep an eye out for a certain symbiotic Spider-man villain in the background throughout.

Stratum Lasertag

My coworkers and I went to Stratum Lasertag in Mesa, Arizona today, and before kicking Frank Caliendo's* kids' butts two rounds in a row, I noticed the walls were decorated in enlarged comic panels. In the right mindset, one could be immersed in a completely graphic sci-fi experience. Unfortunately, my head wasn't in the stars; I was just starstruck.

*Frank Caliendo is a Valley resident. I saw him at the Tempe Improv a few years ago, but nothing beats bumping into a celeb out of the blue . . . let alone schooling his kids at lasertag.

Is Kick-Ass Gonna Kick Ass?

Kick-Ass, inspired by the comic book Kick-Ass, is coming soon to a theater near you, but the movie has already attracted international attention, i.e. this article from The Guardian. The interview with writer Mike Millar poses an interesting question regarding the comics-to-film phenomenon: Should comics be written with the intent of cinematic adaptation? Of course, every writer wants to establish a franchise viable for cinema and cash in accordingly, but what does this make the comic medium other than a glorified storyboard? As a comic book fan first, I take issue (no pun intended) with this mentality; consider the following excerpt from Millar's interview:

"The trouble is that the superhero movies so far – and I don't want to be unfair to them because I think generally they have been good – have been made two generations after they've been created, and in Superman's case three generations after they've been created. So if the technology had existed to make a Fantastic Four movie in 1966 it would have been amazing, because you had Kennedy and the space race and all of that. But now, really, what is the Fantastic Four?"

The implication is, cinematic adaptation asserts viability, and without it, the Fantastic Four is . . . well, nothing more than a comic book, right? The elephant in the room is, forty years later, Marvel's founding family is still worthy of at least two feature films -- whether or not they were good is relative to Hollywood's desire to produce them. These characters are still worthy of attention. Will Kick-Ass be as viable 40 years from now? No, perhaps Millar realizes, now is the time to act, lest his creation fall by the wayside of pop culture. After all, comic book movies produced in conjunction with a new, monthly comic book have always paved the road to success in both industries . . .

. . . right, Todd McFarlane? Right, Frank Miller?

More Action Action

Another copy of Action Comics #1 broke the bank this month, as reported by the Associated Press. The story reports only 100 copies of Action #1 exist, so we're only 98 more headlines away from having them all accounted for.

Spider-man Bubble Bath

I know Venom is a special exception, but I've never understood the use of villains on merchandise like bubble bath. "If you don't bathe, kids, an alien symbiote will come and getcha!" Or worse, what if Venom's on Spidey's tail because he smells so good? Talk about being in hot water . . .

Under the Umbrella of Comics

My girlfriend and I went to another art show in the Phoenix area today, this time on Tempe's Mill Avenue, and the influence of comics was as obvious here as it was in Scottsdale earlier this week. Consider these two pieces, and Google "Holy Dominatrix, Batman" by the King of Pop Art, if you dare.

"I'm a Villainous Lawyer!"

On TMZ tonight, a pap was interviewing the child actress from the movie Valentine's Day. When he asked her to name her favorite personality from the TMZ newsroom, her (stage) parents off camera urged her to reply, "Harvey!" So, the young lady blurts, "Harvey! Dent!" -- obviously referring to another famous lawyer. The exclamation of independence proves . . . being two-faced in Hollywood starts young.

The Further Influence of Comics

My girlfriend and I went to Scottsdale's Artwalk tonight, and even there the influence of comics was evident, from these weird Pokemon-looking creatures to this heroic painting that demands, "Further." Indeed.

Iron Man Slurpee Cups

I went to 7-11 this morning for a cup of coffee and found these Iron Man/War Machine Slurpee cups. After I took their picture, the clerk said, "They're cool, right? I'm getting one for my daughter!" Nothing like some awesome merchandising first thing in the morning.

Casting Captain American

It's official: The Human Torch is Captain America, and it made Yahoo's front page this morning. I'm excited about the casting choice, but now the question remains -- Who will play the Human Torch in the inevitable Fantastic Four relaunch?

I know, I know -- one big shoe at a time.

Bookman's Used Comics

Over ten years ago, my high school speech team had a tournament in Flagstaff, Arizona. We had to spend the night in town, and our coach let us spend some time at Bookman's, a local entertainment exchange. There, I found a rack of used comics for $1, and I picked up some Batman issues from the '90s that surely every geek and his mom have by now. Still, I was grateful for the selection -- and come to think of it, that may be one of the first places I realized one could find a comic a day. Anyway, I live near a Bookman's now, and the selection still amazes me. Mostly DC and Marvel issues, the rack boasts mainly discarded Star Trek and X-Men titles, and while my inner compulsive collector wants to thumb through every dusty comic there, I'm also depressed by the sight of it, like it's the graveyard of old fanboys' collections. Were they smart enough to get rid of these comics, most of which are the result of last decade's burst bubble -- or am I still stupid enough to be holding onto them? Heck, if I traded in my collection, I could buy the whole store. I guess I take comfort in those more innocent days, when the value of a comic couldn't be calculated in a price guide, but just in the experience of finding it. Maybe the used rack isn't a morgue -- just an unemployment office. Some collector somewhere is always hiring. Now I know where to go when I have a position open.

Rogues Gallery

One of the thrills of opening and displaying action figures: grouping rogues. Here are some of Flash's biggest baddies, together again for the first time -- in my living room.

Toys 'R Us Spider-man

My girlfriend and I had the exclusive opportunity to watch a homeless man open a Spider-man webshooter at Toys 'R Us today, read the directions, put it on his wrist, and proceed to coat two whole aisles with silly string. His was a moment of pure glee, and we were privileged to behold it. Oh, and it was absolutely hilarious. With great power comes great accessories!

A Quick Conversation . . .

. . . with my friend Nathan this afternoon.

ME: This is silly. The guy that played the Human Torch in the Fantastic Four movies might play Captain America, too.

NATE: So?

ME: What if Marvel can ever have the two characters meet on film?

NATE: What if they do?

ME: Played by the same guy? That would be ridiculous!

NATE: Eddie Murphy talks to himself in movies all the time! And in this case, one character is wearing a mask, and the other is on fire!

ME: . . . Point taken.

Tales of Leornardo: Blind Sight #3

I mentioned the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles yesterday and just so happened to find a Mirage Studios comic at the top of my read pile this evening, so the luck of the Irish persists . . . though not for Leonardo, I'm afraid. In Tales of Leonardo: Blind Sight #3, by Turtles veteran author and artist Jim Lawson, Leo has been blinded by an old vengeful foe and is daunted by his weakness. Splinter offers him some "infinitea," which conjures a hallucination of feudal Japan, and Leo experiences the bittersweet life of a samurai. One moment locked in battle, the next in the arms of his loving family, Leo is filling the sandals of one torn warrior -- but to what end? Of course,Splinter knows what he's doing, and more so than any Turtles story, this is a teenage tale, one of coming of age and to grips with the larger world around you. Oftentimes, folks lose sight of the historical context of our culture and of the role we can play in it. Sometimes, we build a shell to protect us from these selfless thoughts. Yet, as we fanboys know, these turtles are best when their heads are poking out, when they're aware and fighting to make a difference. Lesson learned, Master Splinter. I see . . .

It IS Easy Wearing Green . . .

St. Patrick's Day is no big deal to us fanboys, because some of our favorite heroes wear green all the time. Here's a quick list to commemorate some of comicdom's jolly green giants.

The Savage Dragon. Any longtime reader of A Comic A Day knows that I love Erik Larsen's Savage Dragon, and that both were instrumental to my becoming a loyal comic book reader today. In Larsen's current storyline, "Dragon War," Dragon's deadliest foes have received a transfusion of his blood (stolen, of course), transforming them into gruesome doppelgangers of his usually heroic self. Unfortunately, Dragon too is somewhat transformed, as his brain was recently destroyed and regenerated into his former, alien despot self. So, in many ways, these characters are simply wearing a green facade -- something millions of folks are doing today, assuming that they aren't even Irish . . .



The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. I've had not one but two casual conversations with presumably non-comics readers about the Turtles in the past two weeks, proving that those heroes in a half-shell have transcended the realm of childhood fandom and become veritable icons of pop culture, not unlike Superman or Spider-man. I couldn't be happier for them -- and for me, since the hundreds of dollars my family spent on those toys in the '90s obviously wasn't for naught. It was so I could have conversations about the Turtles with non-comics readers.

The Incredible Hulk. Whenever Bruce Banner gets angry, he puts on a green suit of rage -- again, something I fear millions of folks will do tonight, after drinking a certain gamma-colored beverage, of course.

The Greens Lantern and Arrow. Hal Jordan and Ollie Queen are my favorite best friends in comics, notably because of their hard travels across the country via Denny O'Neil's direction in the '70s, but every now and then a writer will echo those sentiments and bring back the pseudo-political dynamic that made their friendship so current and viable. In DC Universe Decisions, the two actually come to blows, removing the weapons that give them their emerald stripes, yet proving that the clothes do not have to make the man. The winner? Black Canary. Always let the woman have the final word.



Finally, the dollar, the most powerful green of them all, has reared its head in the latest substantial comics purchase, this time of Flash Comics #1. Whether or not it will use its powers for good or evil remains to be seen. Perhaps tonight's St. Patrick's Day exploits will be the truest test of all!

Ol' Jade Jaws Jigsaw Puzzle

I found yet another Hulk puzzle at a local antique shop last week, so I'm continuing the St. Patty's Day props with this, ol' Jade Jaws saving a school bus full of kids. Total awesomeness.

A Moss Man-ic Monday

Mattycollector.com kicked off St. Patrick's Day week with the debut sale of He-man's greenest friend, Moss Man. I'd love to review him for you later this month . . . but he sold out in, like, four minutes. So much for the luck of the Irish being on my side! Fortunately, Mattel assures us he'll be available again soon . . . maybe in time for Earth Day.

Tiger Woods Action Figure

Now you can play the night after Thanksgiving with the Tiger Woods action figure, now on clearance at Toys 'R Us!

Today's Haul . . .

. . . includes some half-off graphic novels from Jesse James Comics in Glendale, Arizona, and the latest JLU figures I needed, courtesy a friend and fellow fanatic. Reviews to come.

Giant Foam Growing Figures

More Dollar Tree goodness! I'd show you the results after adding water, but I didn't shell out the buck. Sorry.

The Marvel Tree

A detour to the Dollar Tree today was pretty productive, as far as finding cheap superhero merch goes. So, where's the DC swag? The House of Ideas - 1, the Distinguished Competition - 0.

More Comic Book Movie News . . .

. . . this time, of the blue-and-red tights variety. Christopher Nolan is at the helm of the latest Superman film, as Warner Brothers decides to put the world's finest golden eggs in one basket.

The Curious Case of Iron Man . . . 2

The latest trailer for Iron Man 2 went live on Yahoo (and every other corner of the Web) yesterday, and if I couldn't wait before, I'm practically shaking with anticipation now. To further whet my fanboy appetite, Marvel distributed a free Iron Man comic book last Wednesday, and while I've never read an issue of Marvel's armored avenger before, Matt Fraction's introspective Tony Stark has piqued my interest. Just like Robert Downey, Jr.'s portrayal, this Iron Man is all playboy on the outside (arguably, his most endurable armor of all), all tortured hero on the inside. His "five nightmares" are the perfect representation of any innovative inventor's fears, tinged with the concept of a superhero reality. At the end of the day, Stark's most formidable protection -- is his iron will.

So Close, But Still So Avatar: A Quick Treatise About Science Fiction

Allow me join the Internet discussion: Avatar didn't win the Academy Award because it didn't tell a new story. It used advanced technology to depict an engaging allegory, but it didn't offer anything new. Star Wars didn't tell a new story, either. They're just amazing moving pictures -- like most science fiction. Think about that; true science fiction can't offer anything new, because then it wouldn't be scientific. The genre uses science in different ways, spins it through a different perspective -- hence, the fiction -- but it needs some foundation in reality to make it a believable alternative thereof. Oftentimes, that foundation is raw humanity, like the brashness of a Captain Kirk or the naivete of a Luke Skywalker. The sensationalism of the future and/or other worlds is more attainable through their eyes, through the science of human nature above all else. Cool space ships help, too. In Avatar, James Cameron encourages an escape from our inherent humanity. He's created an entire fictional culture as an alternative. (In fact, his film is exactly the opposite of Star Trek in its violation of the Prime Directive!) We've been enticed by the unknown via science fiction for years -- like I said, that isn't new. Introducing mankind as the enigma, finally understanding that these amazing fantasies aren't external adventures but introspective discoveries -- feeling comfortable in our own skin -- now that would be award worthy.

Stark Does Hollywood

Robert Downey, Jr. mentioned Tony Stark on the Academy Awards tonight. So, while my favorite animated short of the year, "The Kinematograph," didn't earn a nomination, I'll take it.

Superhero Underwear? Over There!

My girlfriend and I were amused and disturbed by this end cap at a local Target. Notice that Spidey panel . . . right in the center of the butt. Ah, the Rhino -- talk about a horny villain.

Comic Con is coming . . .

Comic Con Magazine was among my week's worth of mail. I haven't read it yet, but I'm grateful for an issue dedicated to writing. Writers often suffer from the cruelest of ironies -- getting written off. Thankfully, print isn't dead yet.

What's Up, Chuck?

When my dad was in town last weekend, we went to the new Chuck Jones exhibit at the Tempe Center of the Arts. Chuck's grandson gave a heartfelt presentation before a short film festival, featuring such Looney Tunes classics as "What's Opera, Doc?" Watching these cartoons with my father emphasized how the work of Chuck Jones transcends generations -- from both sides of the drawing board.

Hulk Puzzle Smashes 600th Post

I posted this pic of the Hulk puzzle my girlfriend and I assembled last night as a bonus for the day, but when I realized this morning that it was my 600th post, I decided to give the ol' Jade Jigsaw his own entry. After all, that better way to commemorate 600 posts intended to deconstruct comics than by putting something together?

Superman Pop Toppers Candy

The earthquake in Chile knocked the earth off its axis. If that doesn't sound like the fruits of a Dr. Doom plot, I don't know what does.

Before the world ends, enjoy this shot of some Superman lollipops at my local 99 Cents Store.

Cop Out

Anybody that saw the Bruce Willis/Tracy Morgan buddy cop flick Cop Out this weekend was subject to many subversive comic book references, from the Marvel logo appearing on a storefront window, to a Black Canary Justice League International action figure cameo, to Bruce Willis' baldness likened to Professor X. Director Kevin Smith knows his audience and isn't afraid to betray his geekiness in the mainstream, either. When it comes to being a fanboy, he never, uhm, cops out.

Don't worry -- a subplot surrounding a lost baseball card is sure to appeal to you jocks, too. A good buddy cop movie has a little something for everybody . . .!

Hulk Puzzle

Every other Saturday is half-off day at my local Goodwill, and I scored this Hulk puzzle from '76 for a dollar. Good thing -- I don't know if I would've shelled out two.

Power Buys

Bodek and Rhodes is an apparel manufacturer that I order from at work, and their website this week boasted this promotional image:



Even superheroes have to order their uniforms from somewhere.

Masters of the Universe Classics Battle Cat

Earlier this week, I received my Masters of the Universe Classics Battle Cat from Mattel's MattyCollector.com. He looks awesome, though I would've dug a swappable Cringer head, too. I haven't opened any of these figures, so I can't give Mattel's first MOTUC beast a really accurate review -- I can, however, offer this supplemental picture of my brother and me opening an inflatable Battle Cat from Back in the Day.

John Krasinski as Captain America?

Apparently, John Krasinski is in the running to play Captain America in the upcoming feature film. I don't know if I can take him looking longingly at the American dream from his cubicle for an hour and a half.

Ghostbusters Slimer Sours

On the heels of yesterday's review of IDW's Ghostbusters: Tainted Love -- I'm always wary when I see prominent merchandising for a franchise long gone. Sure, this year is the 25th anniversary of the original Ghostbusters film, but its distinct logo has been everywhere lately, including here, in mint tin form at Atomic Comics in Chandler, Arizona. Some Smurfs merch was at Target over the holidays, too . . . which confirms thoughts that Hollywood would love to put these properties on the silver screen sometime soon, and they're simply priming the public with good old fashioned brand recognition. Indeed, before Spider-man 3 was confirmed, dollar store Spider-man stickers suddenly included the Sandman, introducing the villain to kids in all of his adhesive glory. So, expect to see your favorite paranormal investigators and those little blue mushroom-dwellers in a theater near you sometime soon . . . and when you see some random Snorkels nightlights at the Target One Spot, now you know why.

Ghostbusters' Winston Zeddemore: I'm Ready to Believe Him

Ghostbusters: Tainted Love, published by IDW Publishing, by Dana Naraghi, Salgood Sam, & Bernie Mireault



IDW Publishing is the best thing to happen to the Ghostbusters franchise in a long time. Amidst rumors of a third Ghostbusters film, IDW is already producing new stories starring everyone's favorite paranormal investigators, and this month's Ghostbusters: Tainted Love is the perfect example of how a franchise twenty-five years old can remain entertaining and viable when respected for its original wit. Further, while this one-shot exploits Valentine's Day as a backdrop, February is also Black History Month, and appropriately this issue shines a worthy light on one of pop culture's most underrated black characters ever: Winston Zeddemore.



See, while the three founding Ghostbusters each represent part of the dynamic that makes their story so compelling -- from Egon's deadpan intelligence, to Ray's paranormal passion, to Peter's horny humor -- Winston is the common man. Never mind that he's black; he's blue collar, and that's what makes him the every man even among resurrected demon dogs or medieval murals of animated madmen. He's seen the stuff that'll turn you white, and he hasn't changed a bit, still steadfast as the voice of reason, the regular guy that, if there's a paycheck in it, he'll do anything you say. That he is black is a testament to his culture; he's a hard-working man on a predominantly white team, and perhaps the most invested, considering his initial lack of experience in the paranormal. Remember, Winston knows his Bible. More than Egon and Ray's scientific know-how, more than Peter's detached sarcasm, Winston sees the big picture and he knows how to cope.

Ghostbusters: Tainted Love is the definitive Zeddemore story, as Winston befriends a substitute teacher suffering from a haunting at home, the result of a broken heart decades removed. Winston asks Egon to devise a way to avoid their usual collateral damage, but his new light-weight proton packs don't pack the punch the Ghostbusters need to handle such an experienced apparition -- so Winston talks to it. More so than any innovation in ghost-busting, Winston's ability to talk man-to-(former)man with the ghost transcends into the spectral plane and defeats the ghoul the old-fashioned way: by giving it some peace. In the end, Winston gets the girl, but more importantly he gets the respect he's deserved from the very beginning, when he first answered that help wanted ad in the paper.

Artistically, Tainted Love takes a step away from IDW's other Ghostbusters offerings, and I like it, as Salgood Sam's stuff reminds me of Jim Rugg's or Farel Dalrymple's work. His Venkman is my favorite yet, all wild-haired and sheepish smirks, until he's slimed, anyway. Colorist Bernie Mireault does a great job turning Sam's pencils into nice colorful effects, too. Further, writer Dara Naraghi gives us Ghostbusters fans everything we want in this single issue tale, from a worthy villain, to Peter's worldliness having value, to Egon and Ray spending a Valentine's Day with their true love -- science -- to all of the Winston goodness I mentioned earlier.

Finally, I'd say this story is a ghost of this franchise's past, if it wasn't so indicative of a more promising future. Keep it coming, IDW. When I want a good Ghostbusters story, I know who to call.

If I Had $1,000,000 . . .

An original issue of Action Comics #1 sold for $1,000,000 this morning.

That is all.

We Are All Doomed

I just took in the animated short films that have been nominated for the Oscar at Tempe's Valley Art Harkins Theater, and while Logorama is by far the most daring, Poland's The Kinematograph is the most emotionally compelling. Most of these short films exploit death to elicit an emotional response, but The Kinematograph actually retains an universal life lesson, as well -- with an allegorical homage to the power of film itself.

This Dr. Doom adorned Phoenix New Times stand greets attendees outside of that particular movie theater, one of the successful entries from the paper's decorate-a-stand contest this year. Its inscription parallels the animated shorts' shared, consistent theme: we're all doomed. Yet, if your life is an animated one, it might be worth it.

Masters of the Universe Classics Man-at-Arms

My Masters of the Universe Classics Man-at-Arms arrived yesterday from MattyCollector.com. Mattel's packaging department uses scraps of art from the original Masters of the Universe toy line to accentuate their characters' bios, reminding me of when purchasing an action figure was an event. As a kid, I always soaked up the art on the package, read the characters' history on the back of the box (often on a cut-'n-collect trading card), and, once I opened the figure, read the comic that came with it -- all before cracking the toy's joints. Now, you're lucky if the preview images of other figures in that line are large enough to look at, considering the legalese that clutters any toy's packaging nowadays. At least Mattel remembers its roots, and though these figures are 400% more than what my parents paid for them back in the day, at least they're still giving me at least 75% of the experience. Now, if only I opened and played with them . . .