Friday, March 08, 2019

I'm All Funned Out

I've commented before on how there's just too many comic book movies. Far too many and far too quickly.

So let's rank them now before I get even more jaded as we have the third year in a row with three MCU movies.

Thursday, February 14, 2019

Minor Key Valentine's Day

If you had told me 20 or 25 years ago that eventually I would have a Valentine's Day celebration consisting of cooking steak and roasted potatoes after the kids were in bed and then eating them mostly in silence with my wife; the both of us wearing very casual athletic clothes (sweats, shorts, t-shirt, etc). That upon finishing the meal, I would drink the rest of my beer while I put things away and she went to bed—that all of that would happen but that I would find this immensely satisfying?

I would have not called you a liar. I try not to be too confrontational. But I would have had trouble controlling a facial expression of disbelief.

It's not been the best day for either of us. She had a big argument with several of her closest friends and was in tears when I got home. We've both been fighting a cold and I was tired enough that when I sat down after changing clothes, I just fell asleep for a while. Four kids are a tough row to hoe on the best of days, which this wasn't, so she was plenty tired too. It was my first day going into the office in over a week because of all the snow so I was home late. Dinner was also late, it was pretty basic and, frankly, I didn't do the best job I've ever done on the steaks we got. I forgot to get her a card or flowers, but I did remember the chocolate (and I offered to make a promise I didn't intend to keep, but she demurred).

None of what was lacking mattered though. Time has given us enough perspective that what we did have, each other's company, the clear evidence of regard in the few things we did say, the kindness in what was able to be done, more than made up for the absence of things which would have caused lamentation in our younger selves. I miss many things from my bygone youth, but there are compensations to getting older. There are compensations.

Thursday, January 17, 2019

Return to Broodhollow

Once upon a time I wrote a post about my admiration and respect for the work of Kris Straub and, in part, what seemed like a serious oversight in his epic comic Broodhollow. It was important that, if it came to his attention (which, in fact, it did!), that he not take it the wrong way (he didn't!). It wasn't that I thought it was bad, or that it marred his work irreparably, but simply that something was missing.

You can read the original post, but in reviewing some of the older strips now that he's started again on Book 3, I've gone back and reviewed the book in light of my original comments on religion. I think I've found the only explicit reference to "God". Moreover, I think it might have been an oversight in the writing, since's a casual blasphemy in panel 2 of a short (6 page) story that was originally only printed at the end of hard copies of Book 1, but later put on the web during the fallow period that Kris hit after finishing Book 2.

There are other, rather more oblique, references, but this is the only outright one. Mayor Osgood uses "Zeus on Olympus" as one of this quaint exclamations (5th panel of page 24, panel 1 of page 34, others). Neptune comes in for a mention on page 72.  Zane asks if a holiday just mentioned is similar to Easter (panel 1 of page 25 ). Maurice mentions the devil in passing (page 54, panel 1).

I'm dubious about whether this will ever get finished. I don't doubt his desire to conclude this, but I wonder if it'll be feasible. He seems to be doing more remunerative work elsewhere and his creative energy seems to be in other projects. Can't fault him for that; gotta pay those bills and inspiration (I'm told, not being terribly creative myself) is a fickle mistress. Still, I really think this is his best work of his career and it would be unfortunate to leave it hanging in mid-air and incomplete.

Monday, December 31, 2018

Weekly Basho Haiku #53

perhaps I'll be one
of those happy people
old at the year's end

medetaki hito no
kazu ni mo ira n
oi no kure


Translated by Jane Reichhold

Monday, December 24, 2018

Weekly Basho Haiku #52

opening the fireplace
the plasterer is getting old
frost on his sideburns

robiraki ya
sakan oi yuku
bin no shimo


Translated by Jane Reichhold

Monday, December 17, 2018

Weekly Basho Haiku #51

beard blown by wind
lamenting late in autumn
who is this child

hige kaze o fuite
boshu tanzuru wa
ta ga ko zo


Translated by Jane Reichhold

Monday, December 10, 2018

Weekly Basho Haiku #50

glistening dew
not spilling from bush clover
still it sways

shira tsuyu mo
kobosa nu hagi no
uneri kana


Translated by Jane Reichhold

Monday, December 03, 2018

Weekly Basho Haiku #49

every morning
practicing to improve
a cricket

asa na asa na
tenarai susumu


Translated by Jane Reichhold

Monday, November 26, 2018

Weekly Basho Haiku #48

chrysanthemum flowers
bloom at the stonemason's
between stones

kiku no hana
saku ya ishiya no
ishi no ai


Translated by Jane Reichhold

Monday, November 19, 2018

Weekly Basho Haiku #47

growing old
one does not even know it
after forty


growing old
one who doesn't even know it
is the chickadee

oi no ma no
ari tomo shira de


Translated by Jane Reichhold

Monday, November 12, 2018

Weekly Basho Haiku #46

my dwelling
the moon's square of light
at the window

waga yado wa
shikakuna kage o
mado no tsuki


Translated by Jane Reichhold

Monday, November 05, 2018

Weekly Basho Haiku #45

under the spilled cup
flows the chrysanthemum
on the flowered tray

sakizuki no
shita yuku kiku ya
kutsuki bon


Translated by Jane Reichhold

Monday, October 29, 2018

Weekly Basho Haiku #44

autumn night
dashed to bits
in conversation

aki no yo o
uchi kuzushitaru
hanashi kana


Translated by Jane Reichhold

Monday, October 22, 2018

Weekly Basho Haiku #43

turn this way
I am also lonely
this autumn evening

kochira muke
ware no sabishiki
aki no kure


Translated by Jane Reichhold