I know where my towel is

Hey, guess how old I am today?

Luckily, in spite of my official status as “ancient,” I still feel like a pretty hoopy frood. And you can’t beat that with a Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster.

Comic by Daniel Werneck

Movie Club is dead — long live Movie Club!

There are two things I love in this world — well, there are three things, but one of them is a secret, you nosey bastard. But the two things I can tell you my undying love for are comic books and movies.

Both have been an important part of my life for as long as I can remember, and on any given day it’s very likely that I’m watching a movie, reading a comic or both. So what could be better than getting the chocolate in my peanut butter with movies based on comic books? Good, bad and everything in between, I watch them all —  and I’m inviting you to watch along with me as part of the Comic Book Movie Club.

Now, you might be saying, “Hey, wasn’t there another movie club here that I was totally ignoring?” and the answer would be, yes, yes there was. But while the rules for participating are the same as before, we’ll be taking a different direction from now on and will focus just on films based on comic books or strips. (And since I can break my own rules, movies that are obviously inspired by the medium so we can include titles like Unbreakable and The Iron Giant.) It goes without saying that most of the movies will skew toward the spandex-and-capes genre since that’s what gets adapted most, but I definitely want to make plenty of room for films like Road to Perdition and A History of Violence, so hopefully everyone will feel they have a chance to participate and contribute.

But with that said, we’re going straight to the cult-cheese with the first Comic Book Movie Club selection. Ladies and gentlemen, are you ready for a movie written and directed by Wes Craven? For a man transformed by science, but changed even more by love? For more Adrienne Barbeau than you can handle? Then I give you:

Swamp Thing

Monsters and midgets! This muck-and-latex encrusted cult classic is available on Netflix and YouTube, so get watching!

Now showing: Swamp Thing (1982)

Submit reviews by: Thursday, March 1

The deal: Write a review of this months’ selection, link it back to me and I’ll link back to you. Send me an e-mail or drop it in the comments so I know it’s there.

Make contact: maxoromero [at] gmail [com]

Doooooomed!!

Sorry kids, but daddy’s on deadline! That means, for the next couple of days at least, things will go into neutral while I take care, TCB.

Because you know what happens when you miss a deadline …

Adventures in Sound #32

Cover to Cover: Bruce Lee’s Fighting Method – Advanced Techniques

Sometimes I buy books I don’t plan on reading.

It doesn’t happen very often — honest — but I’ve done it a couple of times. Sometimes it’s been because a book is just so unusual that I can’t resist it. Sometimes I’ll pick up a book because I think the design is beautiful, and I appreciate it more as an object than prose.

And in the case of Bruce Lee’s Fighting Method: Advanced Techniques, it’s because it’s just so damn cool.

The book is the fourth and final installment in the Fighting Method series, and is crammed full of step-by-step lessons in Lee’s Jeet Kune Do style of martial arts, as well as pictures of Lee beating the hell out of co-author Mitoshi Uyehara. I’m sure the photos are posed, but as we all know Lee could kill 10 normal men even when he was faking it.

For the most part, Advanced Techniques is a fairly dry collection of fighting methods; “your rear hand should be in the guard position” and “the stop-kick is not necessarily a countering blow,” things like that. Which is why I really doubt I’ll ever read it front to back. On the other hand, it is the kind of book I definitely leaf through for the pictures, the casually inserted philosophy, and the literal poetry (not Lee’s, though, and that’s too bad).

But mostly, it’s just nice to have some distilled, Bruce Lee coolness on the book shelf.

I’ve made the back cover a little bigger (click to see) so it’s easier to go through the list of books Ohara Publications was offering. There are six books on being a ninja, more books by and about Bruce Lee, and even Chuck Norris telling you how to win karate tournaments. If it doesn’t include sweeping the leg, I’m going to be really disappointed.

It’s Kalimánday! Kalimán goes to the movies

It’s hard to overestimate how popular Kalimán is in Latin America, especially Mexico. The best and easiest parallel I can come up is the phenomenon that was The Shadow in the 1930s and ’40s, when the pistol-packing vigilante burst onto the scene and into every form of media. Kalimán moved just as easily across pop culture, capturing imaginations in radio, comics and movies, cementing his spot in the cultural psyche.

But while there have reportedly been thousands of hours of radio shows produced and almost 30 years worth of weekly comics published, so far there have only been a measly two movies made. This, my friends, is what we call bullshit. Still, the movies we do have are pretty great in that special 1970s way, and there have been announcements that a new, updated Kalimán movie is in the works. In the meantime, what we’ve got is well worth revisiting.

Premiering in 1972, “Kalimán, El Hombre Increíble” is a retelling of the first comic book story, ““Los Profanadores de Tumbas” (“The Defilers of the Tombs”) — I promise I’ll stop talking about that first story soon. “Profanadores” was shot on location in Egypt with an international cast, and was reportedly the most expensive Mexican movie ever made for 20 years after its release. Filmmakers followed up on “Profanadores” with 1976’s “Kalimán En El Siniestro Mundo de Humanón” (“Kalimán in The Sinister World of Humanón”), which was also based on an original comic and radio story but didn’t prove as popular the third time around.

“Kalimán, El Hombre Increíble” was a different story, and put asses in the seats of movie theaters for a full year. Starring American (I think) actor Jeff Cooper as Kalimán and Nino del Arco as an appropriately precocious Solín, the movie is everything you could hope for; casual dubbing, unfortunate face-painting, a waka-chow soundtrack and more pure awesome than you can handle. For your viewing pleasure, here is Exhibit K, in which Kalimán chokes a man out by wrapping his own arms around his head, and then scares everyone else away with what I can only describe as his Black Panther Stare. There’s also some dungeon-torture, a little veil dancing and Kalimán without his turban (hint: He’s blond).

I should also mention that all this happens in just eight minutes of a 107-minute long movie.

Later he karate chops the head off a robot-mummy and blows up a pyramid. Ka! Li! Mán!

Just ’cause

I support the Internet blackout

I’m not going to pretend that going dark here at my little blog — which only recently started updating regularly again — is going to have much of an impact on the piracy/privacy protest going on across the Web today. But I’m also not going to pretend that sitting by silently, along with so many other people who either don’t know or don’t care about the issue, doesn’t give weight to what the United States government is trying to do our civil liberties.

The Stop Online Piracy Act (SOPA), which has been shelved but still lurks in the Congressional shadows, and the still-active Protect IP Act (PIPA) would deeply harm the Web by allowing wide-ranging censorship of content, and would be detrimental to business (on and offline) in spite of what proponents would have you believe. I strongly support creators’ rights and think everyone should have the ability to safeguard and profit from their work. These two bills, though, are not the right way to do it.

Here is some information on PIPA and SOPA, and what you can do to speak out:

sopablackout.org

Google: End Piracy, Not Liberty

eff.org: Internet Censorship and Copyright Bill

eff.org: How PIPA and SOPA Violate White House Principles Supporting Free Speech

Huffington Post: SOPA Blackout Aims to Block Internet Censorship Bill

It’s Kalimánday! Meanwhile, night falls in the desert …

In my previous Kalimán post I mentioned that our mystical hero’s first comic book story was “Los Profanadores de Tumbas,” which prosaically translates to “The Grave Robbers” but more excitingly to “The Defilers of the Tombs.” I think we’ll go with the “Defilers” title. I also mentioned how, early in that adventure, Kalimán uses his powers of hypnosis to put the kibosh on a cobra.

You didn’t think I was going to just let that go, did you?

Up to this point in the story, Kalimán has run afoul of some renegade Bedouins in the desert, but scares them off by using a convenient solar eclipse to make them think the sun god Ra has sent them a bad omen. Now on his way to what is probably Cairo (it’s never actually specified — weird), Kalimán fluffs up a sand dune and calls it a night. But a wandering cobra has other plans …

Panel 1: Far from there, Kalimán  sleeps in the desert while a cobra slithers toward him.

Panel 3: Any movement could cost him his life.

Panel 6: (Caption) And then he takes her by the neck.

Man! I can’t begin to tell you how hard it was to resist putting exclamation points all over this translation! Exclamation points!!!

DC buries six titles, digs up six more and I go 4-2

DC Comics announced the inevitable earlier this week and released a statement saying six issues from its New 52 line-up were doomed to cancellation.

Let me say right up front, it’s not like I’m all giddy about the cancellations. I’m generally not happy about any comic books being canceled. And while some are getting the ax, DC also announced plans to launch six new titles to replace the ones being dropped, and some of them sound great. But I also think some of the canceled books — and others down the line — are hindered by poor planning in terms of writing and art teams, lack of promotion and in some cases half-hearted attempts at change for change’s sake that come off half-baked.

Way back in August, when the New 52 had just relaunched, I made some predictions on which comics would get the chop and when. So how’d I do? Let’s take a look: The DC-canceled books include Blackhawks, Men of War, Static Shock, Hawk and Dove, Mister Terrific and O.M.A.C. Using an awkward “thrive-survive-die” system, I had originally picked a number of books I thought would be canceled, and four of those are also on DC’s hit list:

Mister Terrific

• Mister Terrific
• Blackhawks
• Men of War
• Hawk and Dove

Not bad, not bad. But that still leaves two that missed the mark. I put these titles on the “Survive” list, predicting they would last at least a couple of years. Oops. Those books were:

• Static Shock
• O.M.A.C.

Well, that’s still pretty good for Vegas. Of the six books on their way out, I’m most sorry to see O.M.A.C. go. It was a comic that was fun, eye-poppingly illustrated and seemed to channel pure Kirby Krackle. Best of all, it really gave a sense of building up to something more; I think O.M.A.C. had only just laid the groundwork for a much bigger story, and I’m sorry we’ll never get to see that now. (I’m also sorry that with the loss of O.M.A.C., Mister Terrific and Static Shock, DC just seriously cut into the number of characters of color leading any of its books.)

Dial H

But like I said, the news isn’t all bad. The new titles are supposed to kick off after the others reach the end with issue #8 in April, and some of them have a chance at being pretty good. Dial H by China Miéville looks like it might be some Animal Man-style horror from one of the modern masters of weird fiction, and I love that World’s Finest will feature Power Girl and Huntress in place of Clark and Bruce. The so-called Second Wave (ugh) will be rounded out by G.I. Combat (please, please, please let that mean Joshua Dysart’s version of the Unknown Soldier will make a comeback), The Ravagers, Earth 2 and the fanboy-pleasing return of Batman Incorporated (with Grant Morrison back in the driver’s seat, no less).

For the record, Earth 2 worries me a little bit because it’s hard not to think it’s  just a shuffling step back toward the ol’ Multiverse status quo. The Ravagers — a Superboy/Teen Titans spinoff — sounds terrible, and writer Howard Mackie’s Marvel-in-the-90s pedigree doesn’t exactly give me confidence.

Oh, well, at least now that Hawk and Dove got the boot it’s not like we’re going to be subjected to massive amounts of Liefeld or anything.

Aw, crap.