Ed Brubaker's crime comics are always fun. Pulp has a fitting name as it slams together a noir and a western story sprinkling in a satisfying enemy getting punched in the face. Like Bad Weekend that I reviewed last winter, this is a standalone story. Brubaker's and Phillips' style is fitting of the title. The art is full . . .
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We are in the home stretch of the election now. If I did not have a constant stream of training for work, I would still be avoiding the majority of coverage. I have been dropping back from most podcasts and news sites that I read, as all three rings of the circus are full of constant distractions, and everyone is leaning into it.
As a side effect of not getting much time to write, I have a pile of unreviewed books I've been reading this summer. A few of them are relatively slight, fitting a digest of quicker reviews than entire standalone reviews. (I'm also rolling up all of the reviews under the Médiathéque banner from here out.)
To Rouse Leviathan . . .
Looking at the last published date is a bit weird for me. Granted, I don't keep a strict weekly schedule here, almost a month without writing is pretty bad. On the other hand, I have been trying to juggle doing training classes for work at night and keeping some kind of downtime, so I don't pull the remaining few . . .
The marketing around William Gibson’s Agency didn’t do it any favors. Thinking that The Godfather of Cyberpunk was writing liberal wish-fulfillment about Hillary winning the election and the UK staying in the EU sounded terrible. Having read a few different books in that genre, they are usually somewhere between SNL on a bad week and a . . .
Railing on technology for giving every idiot a microphone abdicates the role society has played in creating all these idiots. To be sure, Facebook creating tidal pools full of Karens filling each other's heads with confirmation bias channeling their parental anxiety toward vaccines, secret celebrity sex cabals, and GMO deserves . . .
I’ve been on a bit of a tear through Kieron Gillen’s work after the first volume of DIE came out last year. I tend to follow writers more than artists in my fandom, so it isn’t that surprising. Other creators have worked with mythology in comics, but Gillen quickly subverts expectations. When some England for the English types . . .