comics · DC Comics

Weekend report 0009

hic_06_300-001_hd_5c66f9820ccce8.22957300Somebody on Facebook said he finds Heroes in Crisis “frustrating.” He’s not the first one I know to dis Tom King’s new miniseries, and frankly, I don’t know what these people are complaining about. I think HIC is brilliant. Sure, some issues are better than the others, but overall I still think it’s doing great.

And then issue #6 happened, and I was like, WTF!

Sam Stone of Comic Book Resources has nothing but praise about the issue in his review, calling it an “interlude of sorts, both narratively and visually” and a “calm before the storm” as the nine-issue run heads into its final stretch. To me these are just fancy words to describe what I think the issue really is: a filler.

Perhaps Tom King and Clay Mann are really just prepping us for a big climax. Perhaps that’s how they roll. Still, after I closed issue #6, I couldn’t help but feel that somehow the story’s momentum was lost, and that the issue was a missed opportunity to go full bore on the murder mystery. Here’s hoping that the last three issues would be worth the lull.

In other news, started watching The Umbrella Academy on Netflix last Saturday. Whoa! Didn’t expect it to be this good. I feel guilty for not being familiar with the comics. I vow to rectify that oversight soon.

DC Comics · weekend

Weekend report 0008

81pttcwymqlThis one’s from my TPB read pile, which has significantly grown after my recent trips to Powerbooks. Punk Rock Jesus, by Sean Murphy, has been sitting on my shelf for years. I remember when I bought it from National Bookstore in late 2016, it came with a very curious freebie: a sachet of Breeze liquid detergent. Weirdest. Freebie. Ever.

Anyway, I wasn’t able to get far with Punk Rock Jesus. I was out of the house with the wifey most of Saturday, and had very little reading time on Sunday. I was also juggling two books: Zero Cool by John Lange (aka Michael Crichton) and American Kingpin: The Epic Hunt for the Criminal Mastermind Behind the Silk Road by Nick Bilton, the latter I’m reading on my newly refurbished Kindle.

Other things I wasn’t able to do over the weekend: Finishing You and watching my usual weekend movie. Also: biking and spending an hour or two in the gym. Seems like it was a weekend of must-do’s that didn’t pan out.

And all along the shadow of Big Bad Wolf Book Sale loomed large over me. People posting their “hauls” on Facebook almost convinced me to check it out. But I had neither the money to burn nor the patience to deal with the needed long distance commute from home to Pasay City, so I stayed at home instead.

DC Comics · feelz

Alert, alive, awake, enthusiastic

amcar_03_300-001_hd_5c33e6efb41259.02105865I was busy, if not excitedly, unwrapping and leafing through the TPBs and HCs I scored yesterday when I realized I haven’t read the third issue of American Carnage that was released last week. So I dug it from my to-read pile and made it my bedtime reading today.

The series seems to have slowed down a bit on this third installment, but it’s still moving in the right direction, and I’m still looking forward to reading the fourth issue. It’s actually one of my favorite series currently running.

Was surprisingly bouncy today. Perhaps it was the cool weather. I’ve always liked this season even though it makes taking a bath in the wee hours a punishing ordeal even with heated water. Or perhaps it was the latest additions to my comic book collection courtesy of Powerbooks (I’m a man of simple joys, and new comics are enough to excite me to no end). Or perhaps it is simply the chemicals in my brain functioning right for a change. Whatever. I don’t usually find myself in this kind of mood, so when I do, I savor it while it lasts.

Another 90s jamz today: Veruca Salt’s Eight Arms to Hold You.

DC Comics · work

Weekend report 0004

81dgbmpvp-lFinally, I got to read Kingdom Come. I agree with the hype: it’s not just one of the best Justice League stories ever written, but actually one of the best superhero stories ever. And as icing on the cake, there’s that glorious Alex Ross art to please the eye. Amazing story, kick-ass art — if this is not perfection, then nothing is.

Anyway, about the weekend: bad news and good.

Saturday started okay. The morning was cold, the air pleasant and tasted clean and innocent. I was up before 5 a.m. and watched a Punisher episode in the dark before coffee, and was looking forward to the day. Then mid-morning while I was doing a little laundry I got a text message informing me that a workmate is down with the flu, and that I will carry her workload for the week. Suddenly I was looking at a long workweek ahead, which actually made me dread Monday even more. Shit.

Worse, the news also made me feel shitty while attending the Star Wars-themed family day at my daughter’s school in the afternoon.

But then Sunday the pendulum swung: our visas for our Planned Big Trip in April have been approved. So, unless something really bad happens between today and the day of our departure, we’ll be seeing Cherry Blossoms in two months’ time. All I need to do now is save cash, stay healthy, and survive these predictably rotten workweeks ahead of me.

DC Comics · work

Thank God it’s Friday

hellblazer_vol_1_35Hellblazer #35 is a peek into John Constantine’s childhood… and what a grim childhood he had! The title alone, “Dead Boy’s Heart,” doesn’t give much about optimism. I read it with caution. It’s Friday, after all. No room for bad vibes. Thoughts should be on parties, the weekend plan, friends, escapism… certainly not on strange men, bullies, and dead kids found in desolate quarries with their hearts still intact.

Indeed, Dangerous Habits — Volume 5 of the Hellblazer series — is, I think, a tough book to read in one sitting. And I’m not talking about its bulk.

And so much for dark themes.

Surprisingly light workload at the office today (exact opposite of yesterday). Light, but not entirely wholesome. It’s the usual stories on idiots getting busted for drugs, politicians talking bullshit, a pretty coed who supposedly overdosed on drugs during the Sinulog Festival in Cebu last week, not to mention the sad little murders and rapes and abuses. All these made me feel I just traded one darkness to another. At least the other one was fiction, and the protagonist is a cool bastard.

At home, I celebrated the death of another workweek with The Punisher season 2 episodes.

DC Comics · toys

To buy or not to buy?

chase_1During my last visit to Filbar’s Megamall I saw this Chase collected edition TPB at their bargain section. Thinking of buying it, I considered the pros and cons. Pro: it’s 352 pages long and worth only a little over P900 (down from P1,300 plus); con: P900 is still too much. Pro: it’s a nifty looking book with a cool old-school cover; con: I know zip about the character and for all I know the story is shit. Pro: story looks interesting based on the synopsis; con: I still have tons of comic books to read.

It was a deadlock, so I stuck with the status quo and settled with the next best thing: free copies online. Turned out there are only nine issues, as Chase was a short-lived series that came out in 1998. Read the first two issues today and thought they were not bad.

Went to Megamall after work today with a mission: score the newly released Night Thrasher action figure by Marvel Legends. It was a plan hatched in the wee hours after I saw my brother’s private message on Facebook informing me that the Kingpin Wave is now available at Toy Kingdom. On the train en route to the mall I wasn’t optimistic. Between yesterday and this afternoon there was big chance that somebody may have already bought Night Thrasher. But Lady Luck was smiling on me today, and I went home a happy camper albeit P1,399 poorer.

Sometimes I wonder if I’m just fooling myself with all this cost-cutting shit I’m hyping about.

DC Comics · tv series

Tried something new & chill

hellblazer_vol_1_34Picked this old John Constantine comic from the to-read pile today hoping for some dark magic voodoo vibe and angst-ridden witticism (duh, look at that grim-looking cover), but turned out there was little of that in “The Boogeyman,” the issue that kicks off the Dangerous Habits volume. Penned by Jamie Delano, the story features John in his saddest sad sack form, reentering the lives of Marj and Mercury and inadvertently causing a rift between them. Drunk and obviously wrestling with inner demons, John’s a hard dude to love, much more welcome to your home. One can’t help but pity the bastard.

Realizing that resistance is futile, I tried Netflix for the first time today (I know, I know, sue me). Didn’t sign up yet despite the one-month free trial. Instead, I used my Hong Kong-based sister-in-law’s account. With her permission, of course. She’s offered it to us last year because she said it’s “underused” as both she and her husband were too busy to enjoy frequent TV time, but I only took her offer today because I was itching to watch the second season of The Punisher. Also, admittedly, my curiosity has grown through the months since Netflix started making waves. Now, it seems like everyone I know is addicted to it. And today I knew exactly why. I went to bed thinking of availing the free one-month trial.

Especially now that, according to various news reports, Netflix is about to wage war on freeloaders by putting a stop to the practice of account sharing.

comics · DC Comics · marvel

Daydreams of snow & winter

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Got these as belated birthday gifts from an ex-workmate today. I’m not really comfortable receiving gifts, ditto giving them (not because I’m a selfish bastard but because I fear the recipient won’t like them), but that doesn’t mean I don’t appreciate such acts of generosity — especially if they’re in the form of cool back issues such as these.

Another highlight of the day: hanging out on our balcony in the gathering dusk, munching junk food and sipping canned pineapple juice. The cold weather made me embrace myself and brought to mind images of snow and winter in distant lands. Since the book I’m currently reading deals a lot about migration — the how’s and why’s and, more importantly, the how much — I thought, “Hmmm.” And it’s not only because of my curiosity about snow.

I was getting lonely, so I abandoned the fantasy, fixed myself 3-in-1 coffee, and watched the pilot episode of True Detective S03.

books · DC Comics

Simple joys

suicide_squad_vol_4_14Picked up from where I left off in the Adam Glass run of Suicide Squad today. Issue #14 is kind of disturbing. I imagine feminists angrily raising their fists at the violent treatment of Harley Quinn here by her beloved “puddin,” the Joker. One scene shows her hanging by her neck, with a chain for a noose, as the Joker gleefully interrogates her. It’s sick, it’s twisted, and I wonder if this issue got flak when it was released years ago, even though there were fewer hotheads on the Internet back then, and political correctness wasn’t as big as it is today.

And so much for that.

Today had been a day of simple joys. I arrived home early from work — so early that I even had time to watch the latest Gotham episode before dinner — and found out that the Kindle cover the wifey ordered for me on Lazada has arrived. Now I’m more excited to read Bird Box on my trusted ebook reader. Will actually do that, right after I finished with Neil Strauss’ Emergency, which is so freaking good the pages seem to fly by. Pretty confident I can finish Emergency before January ends.

Some hard rock-n-roll for today’s jam: The Datsuns’ Smoke & Mirrors.

 

DC Comics · movies

Bad news day

HiCHeroes in Crisis is definitely my favorite ongoing miniseries. Made that conclusion after reading issue 4 today. I like everything about it — the dialogue, the pacing, the artwork. Clay Mann really has this talent of making his female look sexy and vicious, damaged and beautiful. Girls I want to save from themselves.

Terrible news: my brother’s best friend died today. Late thirties, felled by hypertension. A burst vein in the head, according to info reaching my brother, who is in the Middle East. I didn’t know the guy personally, but his death had this chilling effect on me. News of someone so young kicking the bucket is not the kind of news I want to hear on the eve of my 40th name day.

Ah, well. Life goes on.

Saw my first movie for the year: First Reformed. Ethan Hawke as a reverend experiencing spiritual crisis. Movie’s OK, but fuck that ending. I was expecting something, uhm, explosive.

Also today: finally bought the missus her belated Xmas gift: Sony earphones she can use while working out. Exactly what she wished for.

Yay! And another workweek comes to an end.