Covers for January comics that I think look neat, under a jump that I hope works on cell phones but am never sure— sorry if this screws up your journey through life! Just Image, Dark Horse, Marvel and DC — don’t really know where to look for anyone else. Not saying these books are any good— just like the covers. Etc.
STORY: MATT FRACTION & MICHAEL CHABON ART / COVER: FÁBIO MOON & GABRIEL BÁ JANUARY 7 / 32 PAGES / FC / M / $3.99 Marooned in Los Angeles with no memory of his past, Casanova Quinn takes on the mystery of his criminal benefactor’s tangled and bloody history—as strange occult forces from the future conspire to… do stuff? To him? To Los Angeles? To you? YES.
Featuring the first in a series of backup stories by Pulitzer Prize winner MICHAEL CHABON and CASANOVA co-creator GABRIEL BÁ.
"I knew that something was wrong, because I didn’t hear anything from him. Just nothing," she said. "But it was just the best way to go!" Kay says she insisted that Jim McConaughey, who she married three times, be carried out of the house naked after he was pronounced dead.
"I was just so proud to show off my big old Jim McConaughey — and his gift," she recalled.
I don’t want to be running a video game blog or anything, but like, holy shit, video game bros are all nuts. I just enjoy nuts. Gabe Newell is the owner of Steam, which is pretty much the most important way to sell PC games in that industry as I understand it. A guy trying to sell his game on Steam wasn’t happy how they were handling the sale of his game, on the very first day of sales, apparently, and tweeted “I am going to kill gabe newell [sic]. He is going to die" and now his game isn’t for sale on Steam anymore(!!).
Also: “CEO responds to accusations of neo-Nazi affiliations”-! Not okay, video games. (That article includes the sentence “Zielinski has liked the group on Facebook, but says that is in no way an endorsement of their activities”… He claims he liked a Neo-Nazi group because they’re a reliable source for information whether “some evil shit is going on in Europe or Middle East”).
The trailer for his game Hatred is the second most “humanity is probably not going okay” video game trailer I’ve seen this year (though the worst one was for a game that was supposedly okay, so who knows— it was like a beautiful simulation of a calming meadow and then in the last thirty seconds, pulled back to show an elderly man beating a person’s skull out with a pipe, next to the meadow… but supposedly that game’s not all gross, so…)
The news is apeshit and sad, but like, movies, TV, music, maybe comics even— I don’t know anyone else who’s on month 3 or 4 of uninterrupted “we’re exactly your worst stereotype of us”. It’s videogame people and cops. Like they’re in some kind of “we’re exactly your worst stereotype of us" competition, and they’re neck and neck— I think cops are going to win, but maybe the holiday season is where true champions shine. The 2014 Typeys— I’ve got Typey fever. The Typeys statue is just a Mel Gibson action figure, from Bird on a Wire.
On top of a picture of a whip, a user who appeared to be inside the Pentagon posted: “I love being a sadist and breaking women.” A user inside Nevada’s Creech air force base, the remote military compound where US military drones are controlled, posted the phrase “Allah Ahkbar” over a picture of a grenade. There were 12 Whispers seemingly posted from within of grounds of the White House. One message, superimposed over a picture of President Barack Obama, said: “I’m so glad this app is anonymous. The press would have a field day if they knew some of the stuff I post on here.”
Reading about Whisper, an app that tells its users that they’re completely anonymous when they post their secrets onto the internet (because that is a thing people want I guess even after they see naked photos of ladies leak out in the world and everything else). As it turns out, instead of being anonymous, Whisper maybe secretly collects its users location data so that it can sell that data to news sources(?) if I understand this right…? Whisper exec are now making vague threats at the Guardian for having revealed that its collecting user data; I just really like this part,
Separately, Whisper has been following a user claiming to be a sex-obsessed lobbyist in Washington DC. The company’s tracking tools allow staff to monitor which areas of the capital the lobbyist visits. "He’s a guy that we’ll track for the rest of his life and he’ll have no idea we’ll be watching him," the same Whisper executive said.
Finally made my way over to Grand Central Market to check out that whole thing. Pretty neat, except I always want to walk up those Angel Flight stairs and I am desperately out of shape. Standing on stairs, wheezing and moaning for absent dieties to save my wretched body, but thinking about aioli sauces so that’s at least a tie for this scrimmage, right? That’s got to be at least a tie.
Bella: I was at a Subway, and this guy came up to me he was like, have you ever thought about modeling? And I was like YES! Where have you been! I’ve been waiting for you! And then he signed me and he brought me to New York, and I met these designers, and I started to book jobs and I was like “I’m a model.” And I’m going to all the parties I used to look at on my computer and I’m on the Tumblrs I used to look at – and it’s so great. But I still feel like shit. It’s like a whole new set of things that make me feel shitty.
Julie: So what are you going to do?
Bella: I don’t know.
Julie: Well one of the things that my dad always does – is that he tries to break down into different options. And it sounds like you have three options: one, you quit and you just go do something else. Two, you change the way everyone in the whole fashion world thinks and behaves and acts. Or three, you stay and you just try to enjoy the moments that you love. Just enjoy the good moments. I mean, you’re only 20 and you’ve pretty much gotten to do everything you ever wanted to, right? So maybe try to just ignore all the bad parts.
From 100% Lost Cotton, a one-act play written by Jonah Hill and Spike Jonze, performed during a fashion event in September at the Metropolitan Opera House (?). Description:
Actors played designers (a wonderfully profane Catherine Keener was O.C. co-founder Carol Lim) casting the show the audience was ostensibly watching. Professional models marched in and out in the actual spring ready-to-wear collection, while two actors playing models, Dree Hemingway and Elle Fanning, conducted an ongoing dialogue about how awful the modeling industry can be. […] Things did end on a positive note, after all, with faith restored and a cast sing-along to Drake’s “Hold On, We’re Going Home.”
Birdman (or Melancholy and the Infinite Sadness)(2014): well, that’s the least sure I’ve been how I feel about a movie in a while. It’s technically dazzling, and I want to see everything there is to see about how it was made; I just have a million questions how they made it. But Gravity was technically dazzling too and a day later, I didn’t care that movie existed one bit. I don’t think about it at all— like it never happened. Besides the form… contentwise, it’s all over the map where… there’s stuff I really find interesting (like the stuff about superhero movies and the coarsening of the culture, or the anxiety about whether you can be an artist again after being a part of that machinery, or the fact that it all stars Batman, the Incredible Hulk and Gwen Stacy). (And seeing superhero movie fans get super-pissy and pathetic about the director crapping on all those shitty movies is a delight for me). But there’s a bunch of stuff that I wasn’t that into, or plot bits that just go nowhere or characters I’m into who disappear halfway through the movie or… just a lot of story stuff that never felt like it finished or … I *really* don’t know how I feel about the ending or… the movie’s idea of the authenticity required for Broadway just seemed kind of bizarre and phony… or there’s a critic character (which is almost 100% of the time a sign of a bad movie, except maybe ratatouille)(and the critic speech in Ratatouille is a bunch of fake-y fake horseshit and not part of what makes that movie any good to me…)
But there’s also a bunch of stuff to like about it too— it’s got some funny gags, Emma Stone’s got some fun scenes, and again, as a piece of filmmaking, just really interesting— just really interesting how they made it. And the performances are all just great— it’s all people I generally like, doing a pretty fun job, most of all Michael Keaton, who I’ve just liked my whole life (though as much for stuff like Mr. Mom and Gung Ho as Batman— like, after Bill Murray, Keaton was the 2nd most notable avatar of the 1980’s “wisecracking smart guy who was basically full of shit but still the coolest guy in the room" character that was in comedy movies, back before comedy movie main characters all got replaced by, like I don’t know, diminishing varieties of boy-men). Also, the girl from that movie Oblivion is in it and I enjoy how the girl from Oblivion is good looking. I think that’s a fun acting choice on her part.
Having just seen it, I’m just all over the map on this one. I don’t know. I’m curious to see how I’ll feel about it a week from now. I’m curious to see how other people write about it since it seems like it wants to have a conversation that I’d find interesting. I’m curious to see whether the technical merit is what lingers or the bits of it that don’t work as much for me. I’m curious to see whether it gets so overrated that people ignore the stuff that’s wonky about it and that makes me like it less, or whether it gets so lashed at by dopey superhero movie fans that it makes me want to defend it since I’m more on its side culturally. I don’t know… I mean, I think it’s a good flick— but it was kind of sold as being better than that, and that’s the bit I’m definitely not all that sure about…
Sorry, more stupid-ass Gamergate: This Storify collecting a twitter person articulating the “Gamergate are people who have been harassing for years and now pretending they’re not about harassment” is only part of the story. When I was really digging through this, during the worst of it, I’d definitely see tumblr entries that go back to 2012, screeching the same exact noise attacking the same exact women, from all the half-witted hatemongers who pretend they’re “not shields” now or “against harassment” or whatever. It sure wasn’t about fucking “ethics” in 2012— they didn’t have their little pet excuse for being sacks of shit back then.