Buy These F**king Comics! – October 3, 2012: Nao It Is The Devil’s Time, My Children.
Hello friends and welcome to Buy These F**king Comics!. The comic book shop group-wank turned internet-based (non) sensation. Here within these hallowed halls we gather, sharing the various comic books, graphic novels, clusters of sequential art, and plush, slightly erotic dolls we’re buying on a given Wednesday. If you’re not certain what’s coming out, hit up Comic List. If I omitted your binky, let me have it the comments section.
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Avengers vs. X-Men #12
Consider this the equivalent of the asshole flipping to the back of the book and screaming “Snape kills Dumbledore!” I have only indulged in one issue of Marvel’s latest Flabby Windbag prior to this finale issue. Only one. Yet, I can’t help but be curious about the conclusion. Especially since there are a few titles rocketing out of the Event’s fecal-flinging vomit gut that I have an interest in. So what the fuck, why not? I’ll partake in this little exercise in obsolescence. Restructuring a Universe? Give it a year. Shaking a status quo? Wait until the movie comes out. He’ll be wearing the right suit. She’ll be back in her own body. All that cynicism, and here I am, though. Curious. Remember kids, the crack dealers always win.
Nao of Brown
Truth time! I hadn’t heard of Glyn Dillon or Nao of Brown until August. I know, I know. I’m overrun by flatulence and ignorance, knowing neither of which more dominates my existence. However, thanks to Mark Kardwell at Robot 6, I’ve been learned. Had the old egg of knowledge cracked across my face. It’s hard to describe what exactly the graphic novel is about, thought the above link will paint a bit of a surreal picture for the curious people in the room. (Just got into an internal debate over surreal versus surrealist, realized I had just gotten home from campus and decided to watch thirteen seconds of scat porn instead.) An official excerpt can be hit up at publisher’s website, which lets all of us cretins know that “Nao suffers from violent morbid obsessions, while her compulsions take the form of unseen mental rituals.”
Okay. I see.
Just trust me on this one. Take a break off from your capes and Event Conclusions and snag this bitty. In fact, don’t tell your LCS but it is way, way, way on sale at Amazon right now. Go. Do it. For the medium.
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Hell Yeah TPB Vol #1: Last Day On Earths
Color it the week I got drunk, ate too much Campbell’s Chunky Beef Stew, and puked on my neighbor’s lawn! They called the cops but I hid in the creak until they finished circling the hood. Don’t tell me Grand Theft Auto didn’t teach me nothing as an adolescent! Fooey! Wait, that isn’t the sort of week you wish to color? Well, how about you color it the week the first trade of Joe Keatinge and Andre Szymanowicz’s Hell Yeah! drops. I bought and loved the first issue, but sadly it found its way off the racks of my LCS. Business as (shrinking industry) usual. So now for a mere $10 you and I can indulge in a collection of multiversal ultra-violence and intrigue. Seems like a good goddamn idea to me. Then again, I’m also the guy who hides in creaks covered in flakes of pseudo-beef. Take my advice at your own discretion.
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Also; In addition to:
Uncanny X-Force #32 is dropping, and while I don’t sweat the title like I used to, I’m reading it until Remender leaves. Fear not, DC fans! I have swag for you to shove into your stuffy groin-satchels. New issues of Swamp Thing and Animal Man are hitting shelves. I haven’t been keeping up with both titles, and for that I pay a weekly penance. I stare at my pull list, questioning why I can buy AvX and not catch up on the Snyder and Lemire awesomeness. The answer is clear. It writes itself across my psyche in a bloody scalpel scrawl: I’m a piece of shit. Finally, Daredevil: End of Days is bringing Bendis back to the character he used to rock before writing 1,329 titles and spraying witty banter across all of them like plague-soaked butter.
There are all these titles and more! What are you pulling?