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CHAIRLESS METRON

IS SAD
Nearly every customer of mine who spots the Metron figure from the latest set of New Gods figures in our shop remarks on the fact that Metron is missing his normally ever-present Mobius Chair, as seen here:

CHAIRED METRON

IS SLIGHTLY LESS SAD
Okay, sure, I know there would have been an attendant (and likely significant) price increase had the chair been included. But the people, they demand the chair!

Well, maybe folks can make their own Mobius Chairs for their Metron figures. There’s a good hobbyist project for you. Heck, if you’re inspired, make yourself a life-size Mobius Chair! Put it at the head of the dinner table! Be the talk of the neighborhood! (“He was always such a quiet man, usually kept to himself….”)

On a related note: if we don’t eventually get a Black Racer action figure, I’m going to be very disappointed.

SUPERMAN VERSUS CLAM.

SUPERMAN VERSUS CLAM.

SUPERMAN VERSUS CLAM.

from Superman #246 (Dec. 1971) by Len Wein, Curt Swan & Murphy Anderson

from a 1939 Smilin’ Jack sequence reprinted in Great Comics
Syndicated by the Daily News/Chicago Tribune (1972)

KNEEL

BEFORE ROD

The Rod Stewart Story (Futura Publications, 1976)

Gag courtesy Ken Lowery

So I’m starting this post awfully late to be attempting the time-intensive “respond to the comments” post that I’ve been thinking about doing for the Youngblood-related responses you folks have been leaving. That, and the fact I have a small scratch on my eye from some damned thing or ‘nother which has me squinting painfully at everything, is telling me to lay off yet more Youngblood talk until I can devote a little more time and concentration to it.

I apologize for that…I had every intention of wrapping things up today and moving on, since I’m sure you’ve all heard enough on the topic to last you for a while. But I’ll try to get to it first thing next week. I do appreciate all the response I’ve received, and I especially like that we’ve heard from several enthusiastic fans of Liefeld’s, giving us a perspective on the man’s output that you usually don’t come across on comic sites or in the funnybook press.

Anyway, I’m begging off today, and tomorrow is Valentine’s Day, so I’ll probably slack off then, too. Let’s try this again on Sunday, internet pals.

In the meantime, here’s a link to a Kaz strip sent along by Reader Paul, that is of special interest to…well, me, I guess. But maybe you’ll like it, too.

Thanks for reading, everyone. Even when I’m being a bad blogger, like today.

Photo taken by Kid Chris on the mean streets of Southern California:

SCENE: Employee Aaron is walking through a hall at the San Diego Comic Con, where he runs into Edgar Wright of Hot Fuzz and Spaced fame.

Employee Aaron: “Hi, Mr. Wright!”

Edgar Wright: “Hello.”

Employee Aaron: “I really enjoyed yo–“

ENTER: Three guys carrying shirts printed with marijuana leaf images. They surround Mr. Wright.

Three Guys: “Heeeeeey, man, the real convention is out in the parking lot! Chronic Con ’08! WOOOOO!”

Edgar Wright: “Er….”

Employee Aaron: “Uh, nice to meet you, Mr. Wright. Goodbye!”

EXIT: Employee Aaron, leaving Mr. Wright to the tender mercies of the Chronic Con promoters. WOOOOO!

…other than to apologize for yesterday’s site outage. My webhoster had a server go down, or some damned thing, which knocked this webpage offline for most of the day. Sorry about that!

Oh, and I did want to note the very good news that IDW will be publishing the complete Bloom County, which is something I’ve been wanting for years. Apparently the volumes will include “context pages,” annotations for you folks too young to get the Casper Weinberger jokes.

Now all we need is the complete Rudy, and the complete Ernie Bushmiller’s Nancy, and all my comic strip dreams will be answered.

So I’ll occasionally search on the eBay for any Swamp Thing items that may have turned up and that I don’t already own. Not that I have the money to blow on eBay at the moment, but I get a kick out of seeing what’s out there.

Like, for example, this Belgian one-sheet for the first Swamp Thing movie:

Boy, the Swamp Thing on that poster sure raised some expectations that the Swamp Thing in the film couldn’t meet.

Here’s an Australian reprint of some issues from the first Swamp Thing series:

I had no idea what this was, though I recognized the scene on the cover from one of the Nestor Redondo issues of the series. Searching the intrawebs, I found one site with some details on the issue’s contents, plus a better picture than the one above I ganked from the auction.

And then there’s this:

Unlike the other two items mentioned above, I do own a copy of one of these posters. Just never got around to taking a picture of it to post here on the site, though I really should do it to get a better, larger scan of Heather Locklear’s face — she’s mugging hard for the camera.

And by golly, those blurbs promise “vicious mutants,” “raw terror,” and “sheer nightgowns,” and the movie delivered. Well, if by “vicious” you mean “kind of goofy,” and by “raw” you mean “way undercooked,” and by “sheer nightgowns,” you mean…well, okay, the movie had sheer nightgowns, I have to give it that. But, seriously, those nightgowns did nothing to flatter Swamp Thing’s figure.

…and I think it was some Dead Kennedys:

Let Dr. K know what song you think it was.