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Grant Morrison Talks About The Death of Comics, and Gender Imbalance.
There’s a new Rolling Stone interview with Grant Morrison, and it has some tasty cuts from my Spiritual Guru. Aside from some gossip where he continues to astral karate chop Mark Millar and Alan Moore, he has some very surprising words about the death of comics.
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Grant Morrison Sings A Song John Lennon Gave Him. In A Magic Ritual.
There’s a moment in The Invisibles where John Lennon speaks to King Mob in some sort of magical trance. While I knew that the comic was based on Grant Morrison’s own life and experiences, apparently Morrison really did commune with the deceased musician. Who taught him this song, which he recently played for the first time at Meltdown Comics.
Hit the jump for the song. God I love Morrison.
Variant Covers: Reality Is A Special Effect!
Variant Covers. Column giving the rundown of the week’s comic releases. Trite, super-personal and irreverent. Share your finds, friends.
I’ve been sick lately. For the past five days my life has consisted of scraping the existential paste out of bed, nodding somewhat coherently as I teach, and napping. Fitful, sweaty naps. The sort of naps that could fill a Gatorade bottle and whose flopping fiction could power a small town.
I have not slept. I cannot breath. I am here though. When there’s a dance you have to show up. Do your courtesies and press your fleshes.
In The DC Relaunch, Superman Is A Single, Flightless Orphan. Frown!
It seems that DC is going all out in their shaking up of Superman’s mythos for the DC Relaunch. The Clark Kent we’re getting in September is going to be markedly different than the one we get right now. Kent is going to be an orphan twice-over who initially can’t fly, and isn’t tapping any Lane booty. Dude’s sufferin’.
Also interesting is that the Superman titles will be taking place in different points in time.
Grant Morrison Lights Up Mark Millar In New Interview.
Listen. I’m a Grant Morrison fanboy. Listen. My distaste for The Being Inhabiting Mark Millar is well known. So it’s pretty obvious that I’m fucking biased, but hearing Grant Morrison explain that Mark Millar cost him his faith in humanity is awesome. It comes in an interview promoting his forthcoming book, Supergods. Which I didn’t know excited. Fuck now I’m excited.
Grant Morrison On The DC Reboot and Action Comics #1.
Here’s the gorgeous Scottish writer talking about what the DC reboot means to him. You also get to hear him call Superman the greatest creation ever in the history of human thought. Okay, not something crazy, but pretty close.
Grant Morrison To Take Over ‘Action Comics’, Finally The DC Reboot Makes Sense!
For all my confusion regarding and annoyance with the DC Reboot-refry-rehash-resomething, it’s shuffling of creators has paid off. DC has announced the creative teams for the Super Titles, and Grant Morrison is writing Action Comics.
‘Batman Inc’ To Relaunch In 2012 by Morrison. DC, You Confuse Me.
I’m having an impossible time trying to figure out what’s going on with the DCU. I know that Flashpoint is changing everything but like how? I suppose that’s half the intrigue of the entire enterprise, but it’s leaving me quite flummoxed. It’s a reboot, relaunch, reprise, rehash, refry, re-something. I just don’t know what. I’d really like to. After lamenting that Dick Grayson is going back to Nightwing, and all of Batman Inc. is getting peeled away, apparently it isn’t?
Variant Covers: Posthuman Coffin Orgies.
If it ain’t Wednesday, I ain’t happy. This is Variant Covers, the weekly comic books column where I unfurl my pull-list and let you see what I’m eager to check out. I can’t snag every comic book worthy of purchase, being a poor bastard with little time. So with that in mind, hit the comments section with your own favorites for the given week.
Today is seeing the accumulation of posthuman nano-madness, incensed heralds of the apocalypse, horny murdering school kids and more. I’m ready to fucking rock.
Variant Covers: Sue Storm Wants Cthulhu To Move His Tentacles.
The skull threatens to crack. Athena surely rests inside. The caffeine isn’t cutting it, and I have a mental list to transcribe into a word box. This is Variant Covers, the column where I tell you the funny books I’m buying on a given week. This is also Caffeine Powered, exhausted, with a splitting headache, cursing the Christian guilt that won’t let him skip a week. I can detach myself from the Bearded Floaty Guy, but I can’t remove myself from the morals drilled in by the indoctrination process.
Save me.
In the interest of saving my rotting synapses, I’m going to be succinct this week. A mere one-week trifling attempt to counteract my raging verbosity. Shit, I’m blowing it already.
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Finder Library Volume 1.
When Carla Speed McNeil’s Finder: Voice came out this year, I became aware that I was missing out on something fantastic. It happens a lot. Never stops me from feeling shitty about myself, or from feeling surprised. Gasp! I missed something else? I’m a philistine, man. Anyways, this may be the place for me to start. Finder Library Volume 1 collects the first four Finder books. It’s a massive motherfucker. For $25, you can snag 616 pages of what is purportedly awesomeness. I’m being vague as fuck, I know. Caffeine interested! Caffeine want!
Want a premise? Boom!
The series is set in a vastly depopulated far-future Earth where numerous hunter-gatherer cultures, some human and some not, surround densely overpopulated domed city-states of recognizably modern urbanites functioning at a high technological level. Our own civilization and its considerably more advanced successors are lost to prehistory save for a few twentieth-century pop cultural artifacts conveniently recovered by well-paid psychics.
I’m sure it’s generalizing a lot. But when Laura Hudson of Comics Alliance calls the series “one of the best comics ever“, I pay attention. Smarter minds with sharper opinions garner my intrigue. Martyn Pedler also has an awesome interview with McNeil over at io9.
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Future Foundation #1.
I never thought I’d live in a universe where the most hotly awaited title of a week would be a Fantastic Four-based comic. Such is the power of Jonathan Hickman and Steve Epting. Fucking Hickman, man. Dude is a philosophical warrior, somehow managing to plot roughly a thousand arcs at once, while mixing in utilitarian philosophy, the Negative Zone, and outstanding emotional moments starring a dude who has been one-dimensional for god knows how many years – yeah, I’m still weeping over Johnny Storm.
This is the fucking title I want. I want it tomorrow. I want it now.
If you’re not down with the cosmos, the First Family of Marvel, or Sue Storm in a skin-tight minimalist costume, I don’t know. I respect your opinion, but I’m positively losing my cool over it.
