LEEEEEEEEETTLE HATS! (TM my wife)
Go enjoy the holiday, folks. Light posting around here for the next four days. I'll get the Star Wars trailer up on Friday when it hits the net, there'll be a weekend thread at the usual time, and by
demand request of my wife, there will be a live spoiler thread for the Grumpy Cat Christmas movie.
In the meantime, use this thread to talk about whatever you wish.
"You will shit yourself with your mouth wide open."
That's a direct quote, from an interview with Empire in which he's asked about the Avatar sequels. I guess he got bored of messing pants the better way with all the naked blue people.
Or perhaps, used to being in tiny submarines with no bathroom for long periods of time, he just thinks pants-shitting is a totally normal thing that people do.
It has to, right? I mean, it can't exactly be a "found footage" feature in 3D unless the character in the movie is shooting with a 3D camera. And we all know that when you're trying to capture ghosts on camera, one of your primary considerations is that the footage pops right out at you and requires glasses when you're analyzing it for clues.
Maybe the next one can be in Odorama and feature a family that's determined to find out what ghosts smell like.
They might not be calling them that, but these pics don't lie.
And you thought "Where Are My Pants" Guy was a risque dive into fetishes. What's the over/under on them making a sex dungeon set that they euphemistcally call a "Jockey Supply Store"?
People don't kill flies...high-speed salt particles blasted from a pseudo-Nerf shotgun kill flies. Or did I get that backwards?
It's kind of ironic, given that people hit with buckshot are said to have been "peppered." But if you aren't the Karate Kid, able to catch flies with chopsticks, hey, why not spray salt all over your house trying to achieve what a much cheaper can of bug-spray will?
I guess it's more fun to wield a shotgun. Even a bright yellow, fake one. Check it out...
From Todd going on and on about what "the kids" want (while mispronouncing "Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles"), to Rob promising the biggest shoulderpads ever and arguing with Todd over who draws hands better, to Stan cracking extremely lame jokes, this is the single best caricature all three of them could have conceived of each other if they tried.
I must admit I never knew that Stan Lee was the impetus behind the creation of Overtkill back in the day. Todd didn't exactly trumpet that fact once he integrated him into the Spawn universe, nor the fact that Rob Liefeld basically created the look.
To all my U.S. brothers and sisters: Happy Turkey Day! I hope yours is spent with good food and better people. This year, I'm thankful for swarms of good Bat-comics; Chip Zdarsky; Simon Spurrier still making X-books; time running out; futures ending; this gif; the Second Image Revolution and the excellence the other non-big-2 are bringing; daring rulebreakers who pronounce gif with a hard g; and comic book award season, where seemingly half of the best comics of the year have come out in the last month, including two that come out today.
In this week's comics, we try to catch 'em all in a strictly non-copyrighted way; Matt Fraction publishes a poetry book; Flash Gordon's friends do science hard; Ray Bradbury gets love from the comics world; alternate versions of clones of Spider-Man threaten to create a continuity singularity; Gail Simone gives us Larance of Arabia; and I'm going to go ahead and SPOILER WARNING Pax Americana up here.
Buying toys as presents for a toy collector is hard. Believe me, I know, because I'm the recipient very often - and the truth is that unless the buyer is a fellow collector and we communicate often about what we like, it is tough to get me something I don't already have. (Admittedly, it was tougher when toys were cheaper.)
I don't know how many casual readers we have who might check in on this site just to get a sense of what toy li'l Gallen or Cousin Poe might like to find under his tree, but this list is in large part for them. Parents, friends, lovers, wealthy benefactors - if your knowledge of collectible toys falls somewhere between "fuck" and "all," yet you wish to please the plastic addict close to your heart...we have some tips.