Dr. Horrible — Starring FELICIA DAY

Dr. Horrible — Starring FELICIA DAY

Jun 25

According to totally reliable journalistic source Twitter, certain mainstream media blogs have cut out the words “FELICIA DAY” whilst slobbering all over the Dr. Horrible’s Sing-Along Blog trailer (below — awesome, no?). In order to remedy that, I am going to just say that Dr. Horrible stars FELICIA DAY and not mention anyone else. After all, if you’re reading this site, you already know exactly what this is and exactly who is involved. So be sure to watch Dr. Horrible, featuring lovely FELICIA DAY, when it comes out this summer! And in the meantime, the trailer has some really great moments with FELICIA DAY. (Also: is that a certain pair of Buffy writers as the news anchors? I’m not even going to mention their names. I’m pretty sure you know who I’m talking about.)


Teaser from Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog on Vimeo.

In Defense of Heidi; Or, What Blogs Is

In Defense of Heidi; Or, What Blogs Is

Jun 25

It sure seems to me that Heidi MacDonald may be taking it on the chin a bit with regards to the issue of comics “journalism” these days, such as it is. (Although as I’ve already pointed out, and no one seems to have noticed, journalism itself these days is a true rarity outside maybe the hallowed halls of the NYTimes and the WashPost; certainly the idea of entertainment “journalism” is long dead, including comics “journalism,” which one could argue never got itself born to begin with.)

These rants across the comics web are coalescing with some “day job” crap that I’m encountering regarding the idea of “blogging,” and what it means. Namely, that few people understand it whatsoever, leading to massive confusion over what any individual blogger’s “responsibility” may be to his/her “audience.”

So lemme ramble atcha and see what you think. If you are out there. But you must be–I can feel you clicking.

Berkeley-ites: Riches Await You!

Berkeley-ites: Riches Await You!

Jun 25

Hey, do you live in Berkeley? Do you like comics? If so, you might want to toddle on over to Half Price Books (conveniently located next to the amazing Comic Relief on Shattuck), which currently has a small-but-pretty-neat selection of graphic novels available at a con-worthy discount. I spotted some Andi Watson Love Fights, a near-pristine copy of Lynda Barry’s wonderful One Hundred Demons and a couple of Ellis tomes.

Most curiously, there was a copy of Come in Alone signed by the man himself “to Marti.” WTF, Marti?! Why are you giving up your autographed Warren Ellis stuff? I’ll try to give you the benefit of the doubt. Maybe you had TWO autographed copies and decided to be generous. Maybe you needed money for text books and Half Price cut you a deal. Maybe you just went through a bad break-up with an Ellis-loving SO and the memories were too painful. Maybe you’re moving somewhere where people are only allowed to have ONE BOOK AT A TIME and you chose something else. Whatever the case, someone else can now benefit from your stupidity/generosity/heartbreak.

WAAAAAAH-LEEEEEEEEEEEEE.

WAAAAAAH-LEEEEEEEEEEEEE.

Jun 24

Here’s the robot his own self, walkin’ around for reals!

Whatever you may think of Disney, those Imagineering folks are stone-cold brilliant.

UPDATE: Our Utter Wrongness (DiDio Stays)

UPDATE: Our Utter Wrongness (DiDio Stays)

Jun 23

So I guess in the heady morningtime of last Friday, when e-mails about earth-shattering news flew across yon interwebs like bluejays across a field of Kentucky bluegrass, it sure seemed possible that beleaguered DC executive editor Dan DiDio would be packing his office and sharing his personal e-mail with all his former work buddies.

This did not happen. In fact, the opposite has already happened. Dapper Dan will be with us a while.

First off, yeah–sorry for the rumor-mongering! Or speculation, rather. That’s what it was. I’m not a journalist blogger; I’m a pontificating hack who likes to shoot his mouth off. God bless America.

However, the story doesn’t end there–like the adventures of the very heroes they shepherd to the stands each week, the tale of DC Comics never ends. It can’t end. There’s always another book to put out, always another crossover to plan, always another list of characters due for dismemberment.

What next? I’m not an editor in chief, or a publisher, but if I did happen to be DC Publisher and Boy Wonder Paul Levitz, I’d sit DiDio down this afternoon for a Come to Krona meeting, and here’s what I’d say.