The Best and Worst of the Week, drawn by me

Most people do a title-by-title review of the week to show what they have liked and what they have not. I have decided to to otherwise. Here is, in very, very badly drawn and badly lettered, the best and worst of the week!

BEST OF THE WEEK!*

* The WTF sound effect is © David Bedard, 2007


WORST OF THE WEEK!


aaand a little something extra, what I would like to call the Bendis-Suspension-Of-Disbelief Moment of the Week!



Obviously, Moon Knight wore a kevlar mask. Right.

What a pleasant surprise!

Last week in comics was dreadful at best. Yes, I know, World War Hulk came out, and it rocked. But as I read through my stack, I realized something. There is waayyyyy too much Iron Man in my Marvel Comics these days. Even though he's supposed to be dead (For once Bendis had a good idea). Either way, it inspired me to create this nifty (not) little image right there.



Not more than one week later, and it seems the gods are trying to persuade me out of atheism, because, wait for it:

I DIDN'T SEE IRON MAN ANYWHERE THIS WEEK!

Break out the flutes and confettis, people. It's time to PARTAYYY!

Patterns

Okay, so today I noticed something that I probably am not the first one to notice, but here goes nothing. We'll call it the Crisis Paradox, because I like to think of myself as a scientist of sorts.

So let's look at DC's different mega-events over the years, shall we? First, we had the different

Crises on Multiple Earths

Which were followed by probably the most well-known DC event, and maybe comics event of the last 30 years

Crisis on Infinite Earths

Which, almost 20 years later, was followed by a cascade of events inspired of it:

Identity Crisis,
Countdown to Infinite Crisis,
and Infinite Crisis

After which, DC had the great idea to start weekly series that would lead absolutely nowhere at all, except for much more money in DC's bank account:

52

And its newly-launched sequel

Countdown

Now, does anyone see a pattern here? I don't know, something with Countdown, Infinite and Crisis repeating itself over and over again? Would the so-called Infinite Crisis be just that, DC churning out Crises over and over again until the whole world has been shot into poverty?

Obviously, in 51 weeks, DC will launch a new crisis. The bet now, to test the Crisis Paradox, is to correctly guess the name of the new crisis. Here are my contenders, feel free to add your own.

Crisis on 52 Earths,
3, 2, 1... Crisis!,
and, my personal favorite: Open up this book to see which third-tier characters we've killed THIS time! Plus: One important character will also die to make this incomprehensible clusterfuck seem VERY important!

Aaaaand that's all for today. As usual, you get the promise of new blogging in the near future, if I finaly get around to actually scaning something. Check often!!!

Curse you, Peter David!

Meme time, courtesy of Chris Sims!



Actual content should resume soon... I hope!

Quick Update

Two things:

First of all, be on the lookout for I might start blogging again very soon, and I've managed to grab a few... interesting issues, to say the least.

And now, something very important that I felt I needed to say to the whole world. A few days ago, I dreamt that World War Hulk was happening in my backyard. Hulk started trashing everything so I ran to my car, where The Thing was sat, and I told him that he had to stop Hulk. But then Hulk noticed, pulled The Thing through the car window and threw him over to my neighbor's lawn. So I got out of the car, ran as fast as I could inside so that I could put on my Spider-Man costume, since I was, in fact, Spider-Man. So I got out and Wolverine started slashing at Hulk but Hulk threw him a mile away. Things started getting blurry but I survived, since, y'know, Spidey didn't conspire to throw Hulk in space.

I hope I'm gonna have more exciting dreams like this soon.

See y'all on the flipside.

Toldja

Last Sunday:

Shortly thereafter, Nick Fury showed up with the Ultimates (who keep popping up in other's stories while time stands still in their own world) and cleaned up everything, 'cause that's how it rolls in the Ultimate Universe.

And then, this afternoon:


See?

Reading Week Hijinks

Seeing how I am in my Reading Week and trying to spend as much time with my girlfriend as possible AND I don't have regular access to a scanner, updates may be sparse this week. But fear not, loyal readers (Yes, all zero of you!), for I have truly found something great amidst my three-week pull list that I picked up yesterday.

Behold, the truly most devastating head of hair this side of the four-colored world: Starfire!!



Now I'm no expert in all these hair-themed fields, but I'm pretty sure that, unless Starfire's been infected with Terrigen Mist, there's no way hair can defy gravity THAT way!



But wait, that's not all!



Here is significant evidence that Starfire might actually be an Alien Queen. You can't have hair shaped like that (see right) unless you're hiding a very unusual cranium.




That's it for tonight, I might actually try to read AND scan Spider-Man : Quality of Life #1 so that you can all enjoy its utter suckiness. Plus, time-traveling messages!

Y - - The Last Man Live Action Trailer

Just in time for Valentine's Day, here are... The Amazons!

How My Brain Works

Here is proof that my brain is poisoned by comic books.

Tonight, while walking back home, one girl and two guys got out of the bus before me. The girl was fairly hot and alone, and the two guys looked more or less like crooks. Potential crooks, anyway.

I wasn't thinking about how I miss my girlfriend while walking, or what I was going to do when I got home. No. I was thinking about how the fight would play out if the guys attacked the girl.

Of the two guys, one was wearing tight jeans and a tight leather jacket. He couldn't conceal a firearm, I thought. The other one was pretty big and had a baggy vest and baggy pants. So he would be the one I would have to neutralize first, since he could hide a gun.

Let's say either one of them attacks the girl. So I run at full speed, jump and hit the big guy in the back of the head with my forearm, Tony Jaa-style. I kick him in the body once he's down and immediately focus on the smaller guy. I yell "GO!! GO!!!" to the girl, so she can start running.

No, that doesn't work. If she runs, I can't get my reward.

I immediately get to work on the second guy, sweeping the leg and kicking him in the groin afterwards. He falls down and I smash his head on the sidewalk. But what if the other one gets up? I kick him in the nuts and run with the girl. We get to her home and do it hard, and I leave her panting on the floor to go finish my paper.

I really should stop reading comics.

Peek-a-Pooh Mania!!

In my part of the world, there is a new fad in town, especially for girls. This fad has taken the world by storm, making girls spend two bucks a piece for this:

Peek-a-Poohs

With this in mind, I have wondered time and time again at how I could make this my own. After all, the concept is great: take a 100-year old childern's animation icon and dress him up as animals, for all girls around the world to attach to their cell-phones, handbags, backpacks, nipple rings, etc.

But how could I? Well, today, I was struck by an absolute EUREKA moment. Thank-you notes go to Chris Sims and his crossword.

Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you:

Peek-A-Pooh : MODOK Edition

'Nuff said.