In the Mail: Mark Millar’s Starlight.

Short version: two-fisted hero type goes to alien planet, has Golden Age pulp science fiction adventures. Does it all. Goes back home, nobody believes him, gets used to that. Forty years pass. Then they need him again…

Ate it in one gulp: Mark Millar wrote a nice thing here that played it exquisitely straight. Glad to have it in my library: and if the cover below appeals to you, you probably will too. Check it out.


It *does* seem that way, yes.

Not that Mark Millar minds, I’m sure.

Moe Lane

PS: Seriously, though: look at Wanted the comic book*, then look at Wanted the movie.  Why did they even bother optioning?

*Which I still think is probably one of the most subversive arguments against the modern comics aesthetic out there.


Superman’s song, plus a strange thought on Wanted.

You know, I never even knew that this existed.

Superman’s Song, Crash Test Dummies

I’m still trying to figure out how sardonic these guys were trying to be in that. Of course, I’m also still trying to figure out whether Wanted is a desperate plea by Mark Millar for someone, anyone to swoop into his chosen artistic genre and forcibly reestablish the Silver Age.  I know that sounds weird, but the more I think about Mr. Rictus, the more a sketch in despair the character becomes.


Not Watching the Watchmen over on RedState.

Warner Todd Huston, my colleague over at RedState, has written something on Alan Moore‘s Watchmen comic series: the fact that it’s titled “Unheroic Superheroes, Watch out for the Watchmen” suggests that he’s not likely to be going to go see the film, to put it mildly (he’s gone into more detail here, although I haven’t read it yet). (more…)

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