In addition to putting me in the frame of mind to pick The Lord of the Rings off the shelves again, my cold has also pushed me to revisit Peter Jackson’s movie adaptation of The Fellowship of the Ring (extended version), so I guess I have no excuse to not write about it.
My body decided to ring in the new year with an upper respiratory disease. During a particularly unpleasant night of congestion, I found myself moved to sketch out a five part story describing a different kind of bodily betrayal.
As usual, I compile a list of my favourite reads of the year, and as usual most of the entries don’t actually date from the year in question. I’ve decided to exclude graphic novels/comics, as at this point I think they deserve a separate list.
Entries are alphabetical by author.
Posted in Assigned Reading, fragments of culture, pop culture and its discontents
Tagged book of the short sun, Books, Comics and sequential art, Gabe Hudson, Gene Wolfe, Gork the Teenage Dragon, H is for Hawk, Helen Macdonald, Herodotus, Histories, Isaac Asimov, Literature, Ludovico Ariosto, Making Comics, Mort, Orlando Furioso, Scott McCloud, Second Foundation, T.H. White, Terry Pratchett, The Once and Future King, Will Eisner
Star Wars: The Last Jedi is a fascinating pop cultural specimen, in that it represents the franchise contorting itself into a weird shape in its attempt to subvert the impossible and often contradictory expectations foisted on it by its own fandom and legacy. It’s a hideous mess of a narrative structure held together by superglue and duct tape. Nevertheless, I greatly appreciate its attempt to rip Star Wars a new one.
And now it’s time to write about a notable movie released by Disney, a movie directed by a man who had a shot at greatness in the Star Wars franchise.
I’m sorry, but I’ve just had so many thoughts about Twin Peaks: The Return bubbling up inside of me. It’s probably going to take a while before I get them all out of my system.
Twin Peaks: The Return may very well be my new favourite David Lynch movie. I support this paradoxical statement by noting that Lynch, who directed every episode (an unusual feat even by prestige TV standards), supposedly thinks of the entire season as just one long movie; and indeed watching it feels a lot more like experiencing an 18 hour pop surrealist epic broken up into digestible pieces than it does like watching a normal TV show. But more to the point: The Return is, for all its flaws, Lynch’s magnum opus, the one project that sums up the man’s entire career.
(This wound up being a somewhat confused and rambling post! Scroll down at your own discretion)
Everyone gets excited about teaser trailers these days, so I decided to draw an equivalent of a teaser trailer for my comic, currently named Future Fairyland. I’m sure it’ll get people talking.
Unfortunately I haven’t yet got a surefire method of making digital copies of pictures this large, so the image quality is a bit darker than it should be.
I wrote a Christmas thing for Beneath the Tangles:
I watched Tokyo Godfathers for the first time recently, and, in addition to inspiring the ink drawing above, the thing brought me to the point of tears. The third movie directed by the late Satoshi Kon, it tells the story of three homeless people who find an abandoned baby girl on Christmas Eve and embark…
via 12 Days of Anime Christmas, Day 1: Tokyo Godfathers — Beneath the Tangles
I’ve exchanged the pear-shaped dragon look for more of a discount koopa one, not that it’d do me much good against STAR PLATINUM
Towards the beginning of the year I began reading Hirohiko Araki’s manga, JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure. I didn’t like it at first; the early volumes were just so tonally all over the place and all the characters were designed with an almost grotesque disregard for proportion. But over the course of these past few months it wound up becoming one of my favourite comics.