Showing posts with label Doctor Who. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Doctor Who. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 4, 2014

Talking my way through All-Star Western #27.

I can’t stop looking at it.

I've had it in my possession for nearly a week now, and I keep picking it up and flipping through it, lingering over panels and word balloons, in total awe of what I’m seeing.  I think it’s the fact that I’ve been down this road before, and know it very well -- as do many longtime Hex fans -- but I’m not sure any of us expected DC to let Palmiotti & Gray anywhere near it.  They have managed to sneak in a couple of throwaway lines in regards to it over the years (like in JH#3 and 13), and we kinda see it from “the other side”, if you will, in JH#70, but I figured that was as close as we’d get.

Then we get to All-Star Western #27, and Jonah and Gina are walking through the museum, and I see the display case from the back side, and I know it’s coming, but I don’t rush, I don't sneak a peek, I need a little more time to brace myself...



It’s official: Jonah Hex is still a stuffed and mounted corpse.

Honestly, I figured that thing had turned to ash along with all the other Black Lanterns (remember Weird Western Tales #71?), so either it was one of the few that remained intact (they did say it had been “restored”) or the Flashpoint/New 52 reboot obliterated the events of that particular issue (since a good amount of the participants in the Blackest Night -- both living and dead -- never existed in DCNu’s updated history, this is a possibility).  Putting that speculation aside, however, it’s still surprising that DC has made the events of the Jonah Hex Spectacular canon once more.  Think about it for a sec: nearly every aspect of the DCNu is geared toward sweeping away the past and making everything fresh and new and relatable, yet here we are, referencing a single story from over 35 years ago, as well as paying homage to the last installment of an 18-issue series that the company has been trying to forget for a quarter-century!  Hell, the only way for newer readers to even know about all this would be to hunt down the information themselves, because DC has never bothered to reprint either story (not that there’s scads of people clamoring for a “Future Hex” trade, but you get my meaning).

But then again, Jimmy Palmiotti and Justin Gray have been doing things like this ever since DC relaunched his series nearly a decade ago, so in that aspect, the continued presence of Jonah’s corpse is just business as usual.  As I mentioned earlier, J&J have made reference to the events of the JH Spectacular multiple times, plus they’ve reestablished many other milestones in Jonah’s life, barely altering what’s come before even as they bring us brand new tales.  They never had to do that, they could’ve “re-imagined” Jonah Hex just as easily as damn-near every other character in DC history has been, tearing off what they don’t like and slapping on what looks good to them at the moment.  But J&J have never done that, everything up to this point has meshed almost seamlessly into the stories that were written before they got a hold of the character.  They’ve taken great pains to keep intact a legacy that reaches all the way back to Jonah’s debut in 1972.  One of the few things they haven’t touched upon up until this point is the aforementioned “Future Hex” debacle -- you could say it’s been a case of “we will neither confirm nor deny”, and there’s nothing wrong with that approach, it lets the reader decide for themselves whether or not that era is canon, according to their own tastes.  The second J&J began to hint that Jonah might go on a time-travel jaunt, though, “Future Hex” became like the elephant in the room, and everybody wondered if this new trip would supersede the old one.

If you know me, then you know I tried to provide my own answer to this puzzle years ago, and due to it, I developed the attitude that “everything counts”, even a godawful series that just came to a dead stop with no real answers.  That being said, I’m very happy with the notion that those 18 issues of HEX apparently no longer exist, because we now have a much better handling of the idea, thanks to Palmiotti & Gray (that really was the biggest bone of contention for me all these years, bad handling of a good idea).  And again, being part of DCNu, these guys are not obligated to repeat everything that’s come before, especially moments from failed storylines, but they know the majority of Jonah Hex fans have been hanging around this old buzzard for a long time, they’ve stuck by him through thick and thin, and watched him struggle through the lean times and the crazy times.  They know that we know what happened the first time around, and there was at least one moment from the “Future Hex” era that deserved to be repeated, even if it was only the longtime fans who understood its significance.

And that’s another reason I’m in awe of ASW#27. It’s a reward, both for the fans and for Hex himself.  The fans get to see their hero celebrated within the context of the world he exists in, and know that they honor his memory in a way that we can only dream of out here in the real world (I’m willing to bet that, in DCNu’s reality, the Jonah Hex movie won Oscars), while Jonah gets to see the legacy he left behind, rather like Van Gogh in "Vincent and the Doctor".  But the downside is that, where the artist is overcome with joy at witnessing how he’s remembered, the bounty hunter has to come face-to-face with a gaudily-dressed corpse of himself, and the reader is just as helpless as Gina as they watch Jonah flee the museum.  In a way, though, his reaction is a reward of its own: we never got to see the aftermath of HEX #18, and therefore never saw how he handled the notion of being dead and alive at the same time.  We were denied that for decades, so here we are again, events playing out in a similar fashion to before, with the added bonus of a man standing next to Jonah detailing exactly how he got to this sorry state (all these years, I thought just finding the corpse was bad enough...the addition of running commentary is like salt in a wound).  Weird as it sounds, I’m also glad that my speculation of Jonah going on a drinking binge after learning the truth was spot-on, and the aftermath of it dovetails so perfectly into what's to come next issue, I’m just dying to see what happens from here.  What will be the long-term repercussions of all this?  How will Jonah cope with all of this, both the good and the bad?

Stuff like this is what drew me to Jonah Hex in the first place: the drama that comes from the emotional turmoil of a man who does his damnedest to pretend he feels nothing.  Palmiotti & Gray understand this aspect of Hex just as well as John Albano and Michael Fleisher did (Joe Lansdale also worked it in on occasion, but it’s kinda overshadowed by the zombies and giant worms), and I reckon that’s how they’ve managed to get away with the unthinkable (i.e. refusing to ignore 40 years’ worth of stories).  When you do your job this damn good, the higher-ups tend to cut you some slack.


One last thing before I stop rambling: according to my math, the next issue -- All-Star Western #28 -- will mark J&J’s 100th Jonah Hex story.  That puts them roughly two dozen tales short of Fleisher’s record.  When the time comes for them to surpass him, I hope they acknowledge it in some fashion...they’ve certainly had no problem honoring the past so far.

Monday, November 25, 2013

The Day After the Day After the Day of the Doctor

This stuff is all over the social media gobbledygook, so to Hell with spoilers!

You know you're a hardcore geek when you ask for the day off so you can watch a TV show.  To be fair, our good friends Bill and Chantell invited my husband and myself over to their house to watch the Doctor Who anniversary special, so I can at least lay the excuse of "We attended a party" on top of that...or does that make it worse?  Never attended a party for a TV show before.  Don't know, don't care, I had fun!

I'm not going to babble on about the brilliance of the whole thing -- those who saw it know already -- so instead, I'm just going to touch on certain things and my thoughts about them, starting with...


The Night of the Doctor: My first full-on exposure to Doctor Who was the 1996 TV movie.  Before that, my experience was limited to a couple of failed attempts to watch it on PBS (jumping into a random episode with no one to coach you through it is the worst way to learn about this show) and "Doctorin' the TARDIS" (a cool song that requires no knowledge of the Who-niverse in order to enjoy it), along with the occasional vague joke about multicolored scarves.  When this joint British/American production came down the pipe, I decided to give it a whirl.  It was good...not great, but good, and had Fox picked it up as a series, I would've kept up with it.  Most important, it gave me a better grounding in the whats and whys of Who than any previous attempts had.  Thanks to Paul McGann's Eighth Doctor, I now had a rough understanding of the basics, and that was important when the series came back full-force in 2005.  From the get-go, I knew what a TARDIS was and that it was bigger on the inside; I knew about Time Lords and Gallifrey and two hearts and regenerations; I knew about the Master and (kind of) Daleks; and I knew for sure that scarves were important somehow, but I still hadn't totally figured that part out yet.  Without watching the TV Movie back then, getting into Doctor Who right now would've been a little harder, even with having a husband who'd been versed in the stuff for decades.  Paul McGann may not be my favorite Doctor, but he was my first Doctor, the one that managed to get my attention in the right way, so I have a soft spot for him.  I'm glad he got another chance to strut his stuff in the audios, as well as the novels and comics, even if I've never watched or read them.

I say all this so you can understand how deeply moved I was by this little six-minute webisode.  They didn't have to do this, not one bit.  They could've let us assume John Hurt's character was the Eighth Doctor, terribly aged and scarred by the Time War -- it'd become a given in the fan community that #8 was the one who'd fought in the War, without question -- but no, they asked Paul McGann to come back and take his "one night only" turn one more time, and to top it off, they gave him a regeneration scene.  I was damn-near crying by the end of it all.  It certainly takes some of the sting off of the failed 1996 reboot, that's for sure.


An Adventure in Space and Time: Kind of an aside here, since this was a special in and of itself, but I just have to say how brilliant this docudrama was all on its own.  It helps you see the context that this show originated in, and how important it was to the people that made it (everyone talks about how groundbreaking it was to make Verity Lambert the BBC's first female producer, but no one ever talks about Waris Hussein being their first Indian director!).  I'm hoping for a nice DVD or Blu-Ray release of this, perhaps included with "The Day of the Doctor" itself.


"Code word 'Cromer'": With a throwaway line in "The Day of the Doctor", Kate Lethbridge-Stewart invoked the memory of previous multi-Doctor team-ups.  For those who don't remember, there's a scene in "The Three Doctors" where the Brigadier refuses to believe they're now on an alien world, saying, "I'm fairly sure that's Cromer" (a coastal town in northern Norfolk, England).  That he went on to label a file about the experience "Cromer" rings true to the Brig's dry sense of humor.  I was absolutely tickled by presence of that one simple word in the special.


"No, sir, all thirteen!": I'd hoped for perhaps a nod to Peter Capaldi in "The Day of the Doctor", but didn't really expect it.  I've even heard a few people suggest (after that fact) that it would've been cool to hold off on announcing Capaldi and just toss him out in the special.  Considering how anxious everyone had been getting before they finally revealed who the Twelfth Doctor would be, waiting another couple of months to do it might've caused some to crack under the strain...and let's not even think about the Internet shattering under the weight of the searches that would've been launched based solely on a pair of eyes!

Nope, I think they did it just right.  We were aware of Capaldi, but were told he wouldn't appear until the Christmas special...then we hear that exclamation, and we see those eyes, staring out of the screen so intently at us.  I do believe the Twelfth Doctor will be a force to be reckoned with.


The Curator: Even though Tom Baker had slyly told folks a few days before that he was going to be in "The Day of the Doctor", I'd figured it was just Tom being Tom, and he was actually referring to, say, a old clip of him inserted into the special.  When they had that big scene where all twelve (no, thirteen!) Doctors show up, TARDISes a-whirling, I more-or-less thought that was it.  Then Clara mentioned that the Curator had been looking for the Eleventh Doctor...and then I remembered Queen Elisabeth appointing him as "Curator of the Under-Gallery"...and then we got the slow reveal.

I daresay this was more than a little extra something to make fans giddy: the show now has a canonical way to bring in any actor that's ever played the Doctor.  Remember, the Curator (i.e. Tom) said that he was revisiting old faces in his later years, leaving the field wide open for Peter Davison or Sylvester McCoy or even Christopher Eccleston (should he realize in a few decades what he's missing out on) to step in should Tom Baker not be available at some future point.  It's been said that none of these guys ever really stops being the Doctor, and now they have a way to continue being part of the show without having to worry about the fact that their hair is thinning or they've got a a paunch (just as the audios allow you suspend disbelief, since all they need for that is a good strong voice).  Tom isn't the Fourth Doctor here, he's the First Curator, and who's to say that role requires him to be all teeth and curls?  He can be quieter, he can use a cane, he can lay his finger aside his nose like Father Christmas as he offers his younger self a glimmer of hope.  If they don't abuse and overuse the gimmick (I'm looking at you, River Song!), we can look forward to the Curator occasionally dropping in on the Doctor in perpetuity, so long as there's former Doctors willing to take on the role.  Imagine an elderly Matt Smith playing the Curator in the 100th anniversary special!

And if that notion doesn't blow your mind enough, try this one my husband brought up: the section of the Under-Gallery containing "Gallifrey Falls No More" has old-school roundels along one wall.  Any of you recall the legendary Fourth Doctor story "Shada", and how Professor Chronotis (another retired Time Lord hiding in plain sight) made his TARDIS look like a room at Cambridge?  Maybe the Doctor nicked the idea in his old age...


The Five(ish) Doctors Reboot: If "The Night of the Doctor" and "An Adventure in Space and Time" were appetizers, and "The Day of the Doctor" the main dish, then this 30-minute film was the dessert.  Rich, sweet, indulgent, and perhaps unnecessary, but darn it, this is a special occasion, so let's splurge!  I found some of the jokes near the beginning uncomfortable (the notion of classic Doctors begging for jobs doesn't strike me as funny), but when the piece hit its stride, I had to keep stopping the video because I was laughing so hard.  What sent me over the edge was the John Barrowman scenes...and if you missed this film for some reason, I will not spoil this particular gag for you.  Just go find it, and prepare yourself for the unexpected.

Now all we have to do is hang in there until the Christmas special airs.  Somebody start the countdown!

Friday, November 23, 2012

Happy Birthday, dear Doctor


On November 23, 1963, the very first episode of Doctor Who, "An Unearthly Child", was broadcast on the BBC.  Truth to tell, it was also broadcast the day before, but since that was the day President Kennedy was shot, nobody watched it.  Lucky for us the BBC didn't count that against the show.

Though I'd forgotten about the anniversary until this morning, I actually spent part of yesterday dwelling in all things Doctor.  My husband had stumbled across the above image whilst fiddling around with our new Android tablet -- it was featured in a Who-themed puzzle game -- so we were using our regular PC to hunt down the image's source via Google.  In the process, I kept finding these cartoony images of various Doctors.  It looked like Mike Kunkel going through a Gallifrey phase.



You know me,  love my 'toons, so I kept clicking on 'em to figure out what it was.  Turns out an artist named Rich Morris had constructed a Doctor Who fanfic comic called "The Ten Doctors", complete with cover.  It ran from 2007-2009 and clocked in at 247 pages (plus a Christmas Special or two).  I only managed to get through 30 pages of it last night, but I do plan on reading the entire opus, because so far it's funny, it's clever, it's adorable, and it's got more in-jokes than you can shake a sonic screwdriver at.

Speaking of adorable Doctory comics, you also might want to check out "Torchwood Babiez", created by Spastasmagoria and Jigglykat, this LiveJournal-hosted tale clocks in at 48 pages and almost wasn't finished due to computer hiccups -- it started in 2007, but didn't wrap up until 2011 -- thank goodness the creators persevered and fulfilled their original threat to "kill you with cute."


In case you hadn't guessed, it's very tongue-in-cheek, but there's some heartwarming moments as well.  Unlike "the Ten Doctors", it's a pretty quick read, and remember, this is complete now, so keep going once you get to the "I'm so sorry" page.

As for myself and my hubby, we're going to settle down and watch "An Unearthly Child" tonight.  If you have the DVD of the First Doctor's adventure, I suggest you do the same.

Friday, July 27, 2012

Because everything's better when you add David Tennant.



I really wish they'd let him run the torch in for the 2012 Olympics.  Yes, it'd be a real nerd thing, referencing a episode from over five years ago that many people don't even like (and non-fans wouldn't even get the joke and would wonder why this skinny guy in a brown coat and trainers is strutting around the stadium), but dangit, I would have actually watched the the Olympics if they'd done it!  And I know they let Matt Smith run with the torch for a spell, but I don't like him, so he doesn't count.

Anyways, best of luck to the athletes, hope nobody gets accidentally hit by one of those missiles parked on the London rooftops.

Monday, August 22, 2011

Tonight's movie: "Doctor Who and Chekov versus Bullseye and McLovin in 3D!"

Went out and saw the remake of Fright Night on Sunday, and unlike quite a few attempts to catch lightning in a bottle again, this was rather well done.  I'd say part of the reason is that it was written by Tom Holland, who wrote and directed the original movie.  If you haven't seen the original (aka "Cornelius and the Herman's Head guy versus Prince Humperdink and Marcy Rhodes in plain-jane 2D") then you might miss a few in-jokes, but otherwise it stands perfectly fine on its own.  It's funny and terrifying at the same time with some good "gotcha" moments (which are definitely enhanced by the 3D), and if you're a Doctor Who fan, you have the added pleasure of watching David Tennant swear and drink and do lots of other un-Doctory things that will have you howling with laughter.  Matter of fact, I'd say the twenty or so F-bombs they drop is what earned this movie an R rating, as there's no nudity (seductive moments, yes, but no T&A) and the gore is limited mainly to bloodsucking and the occasional contusion.  I suggest taking a Twilight fan to it and blowing their little emo mind with what REAL vampires are like.

Most of all, I'm glad my husband enjoyed it.  He loves the original Fright Night, and was very eager to see what they did with it.  We even met the first Evil Ed, Stephen Geoffreys, at a horror con earlier this year, and Jamin was thrilled for about a week afterward.  When the credits were still rolling on the remake last night, asked him, "What's the score here?"

"If there was something between an A- and a B+, that's what I'd give it," he said.

"And a comparative score to the original?"

Looking somewhat aghast, he replied, "How can you beat an A++?"  I should have known he'd feel that way, as we do have a decent amount of Fright Night merchandise in our collection: both movies (original on DVD, sequel on VHS), the soundtrack on CD, the novelization (which isn't all that good, really: Jamin says it's "the best worst book I've ever read"), and a few issues of the NOW Comics series (which rates lower than the novelization).  Aaaaand that's it, really.  Unless you get the movie posters or other swag like that, no one has made anything Fright Night related.  It's not a Freddy Krueger/Jason Voorhees money-making machine, honestly, and that's a shame, because it'd be great if NECA or someone would make toys of it, especially the original.  C'mon, you know you want a Chris Sarandon action figure that says "Welcome to Fright Night...for real!" or a Roddy McDowall that comes with an in-scale "Peter Vincent: Vampire Killer" kit.  Maybe if the box-office numbers go up (the flick ranked in 6th place for the weekend, despite good reviews) we'll get some toys later on.  Until then, I shall have to be satisfied with pretending to make our 10th Doctor action figure swear his brains out as he fights invisible vampires.

Saturday, July 16, 2011

Speaking of zombies...

Just wanted to do a quick post about a pair of zombie flicks that have popped up on my radar over the last couple of days.  First up is Doghouse, starring former Doctor Who companion Noel Clarke.  Jamin stumbled across this on IFC, and while we missed the first half-hour or so, what we did catch was impressive.  It starts with one of the more popular premises for zombie outbreaks -- a government experiment goes awry and infects a small town -- but gives it a twist I've never seen: the zombie virus only affects women.  The result is a "battle of the sexes" to the death!  Clarke and his buddies have to fend off the cannibalistic advances of all sorts of female furies, the result landing somewhere between the social commentary of Romero's "Dead" films and the borderline parody of Return of the Living Dead (or to compare it to other Brit zombie flicks, somewhere between 28 Days Later and Shaun of the Dead).  This came out in 2009, so I'll have to keep an eye out to see if there's a Region 1 DVD release

The second movie I've only seen in trailer form so far, but it's the country of origin that caught my attention.  Ladies and gentlemen, I give you Cuba's Juan of the Dead:


Any chance we can lift the trade embargo long enough to import this sucker?