Here's how it went down.
I find this on Friday on The Comics Journal Journalista page:
Hey everybody, let’s take a trip to Manga Hell! In what she bills as an “Overlooked Manga Festival Special Event,” Shaenon Garrity takes an extensive and affectionate look back at the final issue of the finest manga magazine ever published in the United States, the August 2002 issue of Pulp.
So I go to Shaenon's post and find this halfway down the page:
"It kicks off with an intro by Carl Horn about "American doujinshi," which was a new and mysterious fringe movement at the time, as opposed to the bulk of the current Tokyopop website. Carl, rocking his intro in true Carl Horn style, manages to namecheck his favorite OEL, Ed Hill's short comic "Fairy Princess Yukio Mishima," while simultaneously coining the term "neuromanceasthenia." Now that five years have passed, I can probably safely reveal that Carl honestly wanted to publish "Fairy Princess Yukio Mishima," a story casting the famous suicidal transvestite militaristic genius novelist as a Sailor Moon-type magical girl, in PULP, and probably would have done so had the magazine survived a little longer. Let's all pause for a moment of silence to honor what might have been."
And I thought, cool.
Today I notice that Fairy Princess Yukio Mishima got name checked on Anime World Order.
So I figure we may be able to sell some of the JUKU boxed up in the garage. Maybe. It'd be nice.
Weird that there's this sudden interest in an Ed comic.
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Friday, February 23, 2007
on the dvd 12:40 PM
Everybody, and I mean everybody, should see JESUS CAMP. I know I'm living in the Bible Belt, but I'm still amazed by these people. These children made me weep in frustration. What kind of defense can you have for using children in political crusades? They hardly understand the issues that they are charged with fighting for!
And everyone who watches movies in America should see THIS FILM NOT YET RATED. The questions and issues that it reveals are important to how our culture is shaped and fettered. Look at me and my three dollar words.
And POM POM & HOT HOT is just pretty much insane. And fodder for HELL...
Thursday, February 22, 2007
Brewing up something 1:43 PM
All work in progress. Or maybe lack of progress. I'm working on something but it's been brewing in my head all week. Frustration....
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
Thoughts of HELL 2:45 PM
I've got 3 months until A-Kon. So nows the time to convert some tapes to DVD.
I really would like more lame 80s and 90s cartoon shows to show. James Bond Jr. and The New Adventures of Speed Racer are perfect examples of the kind of crap I love. Now if I could only find more of that kind of ilk.
Back to work...
I really would like more lame 80s and 90s cartoon shows to show. James Bond Jr. and The New Adventures of Speed Racer are perfect examples of the kind of crap I love. Now if I could only find more of that kind of ilk.
Back to work...
Monday, February 12, 2007
Take her down to 20,000 Leagues 9:46 AM
I can't remember the last time I saw 20,000 LEAGUES UNDER THE SEA. Seeing it again Saturday night on TCM was a kick. Reminded me of those Sunday nights watching The Wonderful World of Disney when they'd play this kind of movie regularly.
20K is very much a boy's own adventure. There are no girls in the story to ruin the fun, in fact it reminds me of Johnny Quest in a lot of ways. With Paul Lukas as a frenchy Dr. Quest and Kirk Douglas pointing the way for Race Bannon and Brock Samson. Which I guess makes Peter Lorre both Johnny and Hadji. It's a shame they don't have more for Peter Lorre to do in this movie, but then he's up against James Mason.
James Mason's Nemo is THE perfect Bond villain. Brooding in his combination bachelor pad/weapon of mass destruction. Lounging on gilded red velvet couches while gazing on the endless bounty of his domain. Playing Bach on his state of the art sound system and making gourmet dishes out of undersea foodstuff. It's Iron Chef Nemo and the Giant Killer Squid Challenge! Oh yeah, file off the serial numbers and he'd make James Bond sweat.
But the real star of the movie is is the Nautilus. The Nautilus is quite possibly the coolest steampunk set piece ever. From the first moment you see it you wish you could have one, too. How cool is it that they use sunken treasure as ballast for the Nautilus? And how cool is the atomic powered groovy light show engine room? And everything is finished off in ornate brass work and iron. That's not only cool, that's classy. The Nautilus is like one of those custom hot rods, it's fast, it's got fins and they've got a furnished bar inside.
They never really say that the Nautilus is powered by a nuclear reactor in the movie. Which I suppose lead me to some confusion when I first saw 20K. Nemo's argument that his power supply could be used as a weapon made little sense to me. They could use your bright light to kill? Wha? Seeing the scene now, as James Mason shields his eyes against the bulkhead while raising a heavy lead plate for Professor Frenchy, who's wearing a massive metal and riveted helmet, to stare into the blinding light of ENERGY, and nobody's worried about little things like radiation poisoning. But this is back when we had battlefield tactical nukes, and we were blowing 'em up everywhere we could think of. I had a vision of Captain Nemo slamming together raw atoms with his bare hands like flint and steel, an atomic spark to heat the Nautilus's silver engraved boilers. Shazam!
God bless Jules Vern.
20K is very much a boy's own adventure. There are no girls in the story to ruin the fun, in fact it reminds me of Johnny Quest in a lot of ways. With Paul Lukas as a frenchy Dr. Quest and Kirk Douglas pointing the way for Race Bannon and Brock Samson. Which I guess makes Peter Lorre both Johnny and Hadji. It's a shame they don't have more for Peter Lorre to do in this movie, but then he's up against James Mason.
James Mason's Nemo is THE perfect Bond villain. Brooding in his combination bachelor pad/weapon of mass destruction. Lounging on gilded red velvet couches while gazing on the endless bounty of his domain. Playing Bach on his state of the art sound system and making gourmet dishes out of undersea foodstuff. It's Iron Chef Nemo and the Giant Killer Squid Challenge! Oh yeah, file off the serial numbers and he'd make James Bond sweat.
But the real star of the movie is is the Nautilus. The Nautilus is quite possibly the coolest steampunk set piece ever. From the first moment you see it you wish you could have one, too. How cool is it that they use sunken treasure as ballast for the Nautilus? And how cool is the atomic powered groovy light show engine room? And everything is finished off in ornate brass work and iron. That's not only cool, that's classy. The Nautilus is like one of those custom hot rods, it's fast, it's got fins and they've got a furnished bar inside.
They never really say that the Nautilus is powered by a nuclear reactor in the movie. Which I suppose lead me to some confusion when I first saw 20K. Nemo's argument that his power supply could be used as a weapon made little sense to me. They could use your bright light to kill? Wha? Seeing the scene now, as James Mason shields his eyes against the bulkhead while raising a heavy lead plate for Professor Frenchy, who's wearing a massive metal and riveted helmet, to stare into the blinding light of ENERGY, and nobody's worried about little things like radiation poisoning. But this is back when we had battlefield tactical nukes, and we were blowing 'em up everywhere we could think of. I had a vision of Captain Nemo slamming together raw atoms with his bare hands like flint and steel, an atomic spark to heat the Nautilus's silver engraved boilers. Shazam!
God bless Jules Vern.
Thursday, February 08, 2007
Wednesday, February 07, 2007
Monday, February 05, 2007
A Dirty Shane 1:46 PM
I think the first time I saw SHANE was in a classroom. We'd just read the book, so then we got to watch the movie. And it left no impression on me at all. But it all came back to me as I watched it on TCM. It's a disappointment. And to think it won an Oscar.
Yeah, I'm calling Shane out. It sucked. Seriously. A poorly put together film. If you want the real Shane pick up the book. It's far and away much better then the movie.
