Showing posts with label Alan Moore. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Alan Moore. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 6, 2014

An Honest Stand; Marvel Masterworks: The Black Panther Vol. 1



“HE IS NOT A SYMBOLIC CHRIST! FORGET ABOUT TURNING HIS FLESH AND BLOOD INTO SOME ESOTERIC ALLUSION TO THE PERSECUTION OF CONTEMPORARY MAN… THE FLAMES WHICH CONSUME THE CROSS AND HIS BODY PROVE HIS HUMANITY”—From “A Cross Burning Darkly Blackening the Night!” in Jungle Action #21, May 1976

The KKK Can't Take My Baby Away


If Denny O’Neil and Neal Adams helped pave the way for Frank Miller, then Don McGregor, Billy Graham and the rest of the talent behind “Panther’s Rage” and “The Panther Vs. The Klan” set the bar for the much admired literary writers of the Brit Invasion almost a decade later to pursue. There’s no reason why these 18 comics should not be mentioned in the same breath as Watchmen, The Dark Knight Returns, or Sandman.

Monday, July 8, 2013

Christmas in July: Pt1 Everything You Want & Moore



Did Santa forget to bring you a Turbo Man doll? He’s senile Commie Pinko pedo, George Baily killing, Fortress of Solitude stealing, Deniro deer hunter slaver, and a shameless Coke fiend promoter. Sure it’s a cliché to say, but Xmas is truly the most cynical time of the year! Welcome to Christmas in July all the way from rain soaked Japan. Let’s “organize some distance” cause “I won’t be home for Christmas”… but that’s BS since LYCO BOND WILL RETURN IN LYCO’S FAMILY CHRISTMAS VACATION coming out in December, 2013.

I can spit on Jolly Nick, Black Friday, and radio season songs (With the exceptions being Springsteen’s “Santa Claus is Coming to Town” & Tom Petty’s “Christmas All Over Again". I hope that reindeer backed over Granny after the head on collision), but I enjoy plenty of eggnog, A Christmas Carol (The black & white one and Muppets!), and spending time with loved ones as much as anyone.

Being home for the holidays made me really appreciate Amazon domestic delivery prices, comic shops, and the wonderful socialist services provided by my local public library. I also got to reread a lot of my favorite collections from the dusty bookshelf in my stately suburban home. 

Below is a list of books I got while stateside that I had never read, which I brought back with me to enjoy. The books that made the list have kind of been forgotten or not talked about enough. Well, that ends now! Run run, REDRUM Rudolph after the jump!