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The Hoard Potato Muses about Comics
One:
I've finally figured out my utter dis1 for DC's recent business model of resurrecting Silver Age characters who got killed off in the '80s and '90s because they couldn't sustain their own titles.
As I mentioned the other day, I don't like zombies.2
Certainly, remembering, as one example, the long, dragged, out "Trial of the Flash" that closed out Barry Allen's run months before he met his end in Crisis on Infinite Earths is not that far removed from having the fragrance of three-month-old sea lion carcasses waft unbidden through one's amygdala.3
At least when Marvel turns its colorfully-costumed characters into shambling undead mockeries, they're occasionally honest about it.
Two:
DC is releasing a series of prequels to Alan Moore and Dave Gibbons' classic graphic novel, Watchmen.
I reserve judgment on whether or not this is a bad move; really, I'm finding myself far too tickled by the outrage of the fandom (and Alan Moore) to really have many objections myself (and besides, one of them will have Darwyn Cooke art).
However, something occurred to me the other day:
Watchmen is older than most of the "old comics" it was based on were when it was published.
1disinterest/disappointment/distaste/disdain/disregard/dyspepsia ...
2I wanna shoo-oo-oo-oot the whole trend down!
3I have a dread suspicion that that storyline, which seemed to take forever at the time, might seem a masterpiece of snappy pacing compared to the "decompressed" storytelling of today's "decompressed".