This is a solid enough soft reboot of a series I knew nothing about. The Eternals are a race of immortal beings created to guard and protect the Earth from whatever various threats, from both without and within. These beings were mistaken for gods by primitive mankind throughout the history of civilization, and were the foundation for many of our myths. They once raged a war against a race of beings known as “The Deviants”. Some time after that… something mysterious happened, and now only one of the Eternals, Ike Harris, remembers anything about their near-million-year history.
I now know that The Eternals was a new series created for Marvel by Jack Kirby in his Craziness-In-Space 70s phase. It ran for about 20 issues, and is reasonably well regarded. Certainly, it looked pretty. The characters were folded into the Marvel Universe, and some were used from time-to-time over the next 30 or so years. Looking for something exciting to work on after the success of 1602, Marvel and Gaiman hooked up once again, and re-introduced the Eternals.
This review will contain minor spoilers, and hint towards larger ones that any critical thinker could probably deduce. Consider yourself warned.
Man of Steel is the story of an alien, raised on Earth, to be the best person he can be. But when his own kind come looking for him, he’s got to finally put his trust in the hands of weaker–almost to the point of uselessness–former enemies. Willing to sacrifice everything he believes in for the people of Earth, this alien must triumph over evil. But at what cost?
In short, Man of Steel is the best episode of Dragonball Z I’ve ever seen.
Jordan Galland’s Alter Egos asks what would happen to all the world’s super-heroes, once all the super-villains are locked up. Brendan (Kris Lemche), and his super hero alter-ego Fridge (short for Refrigerator). Brendan’s stuck in a rut. He feels run down and unappreciated. His girlfriend has been cheating on him with his alter-ego, Fridge. In the meantime, Fridge has been called to a remote motel by the Super Corps aid fellow hero C-Thru (Joey Kern) in what should be a run-of-the-mill prisoner transfer. Things get complicated when Brendan falls for the desk clerk, Claudel (Brooke Nevin), and draws unwanted attention of her jealous police officer admirer, Jimmy (Danny Masterson, That 70s Show).
On one hand, Alter Egos seems to attempt to mix The Incredibles with Suicide Kings. However, in the other it ends up throwing in ham-fisted globs of Indie Rom-Com in, removing whatever semblance of originality it might have had.
Time for another Review Grab Bag, full of stuff I just don’t have 2000+ words to describe. This month, we’ve got Envelope-pushing TV, Envelope-Pushing Streaming Video, an abomination of a toy from 1991, and a young adult novel about teens kidnapped by super-villains who are then forced to become super-villains. Now that’s variety, ladies and gentlemen.
I was very, very against the making of this movie from the first moments I heard about it. I had several objections, but the largest one was that I really didn’t feel that Spider-man 3 had failed so terribly that we needed to revisit Peter Parker’s origin. I felt that was covered perfectly in the first movie.
Sure, Gwen Stacy wasn’t there, and Mary Jane was, there were organic rather than home-made webshooters… but they weren’t… aren’t… the main focus of Peter’s origin. The main focus is Uncle Ben, the acquisition of great power, and the consequences of a lack of great responsibility. That’s all handled brilliantly in Raimi’s masterpiece.
So to hear that we were going to visit that again so soon, while attempting to make it more “realistic” and “grounded”… my FGWG feathers rustle. I avoided this movie for a long time. Almost six months exactly, apparently. I guess that’s not really that long… but it felt like it. If 13 year old me knew that 33 year old me was avoiding a movie about Spider-man, 13 year old me would have a cow, man.
I didn’t wait a specific planned amount of time, or anything. Teletoon was running a Spider-man cartoon marathon yesterday, which got me thinking about this movie. That combined with the (on average) good things I’ve heard and a post about fanboyish prejudice of entertainment at williamjepma’s blog, got me thinking about how I should give it a chance. I love movies. I love Spider-man. I should love even a mediocre Spider-man movie. So, I kept my expectations low, and gave it a shot.
I know, I know, only a Sith deals in absolutes. Anyway, this is an obligatory end of the year post that’s a day late, because I never finish anything I start on time. This kind of stuff usually works best with bigger lists. Especially since I have such a hard time picking a best of/worst of anything. But I’m going to force myself to pick a best and worst, and a biggest surprise for each of the main media type things I consume regularly. For anyone just tuning in to my rants, that’s books, movies, video games, TV and toys. I like to leave music alone, because I just hate so goddamn much of it, and there really isn’t any good reason for it.
But that’s another rant. So… here we go with 2012 In Absolutes*.
*please keep in mind that I haven’t seen, played or read many things that were released this year. In regards to books, I haven’t read hardly anything at all that was released this year, so I’ll be dealing instead with the ones that I did indeed read, many of which were only really popularized this year because of movie tie-ins.
Well, it’s been a rough year for me electronically. All other aspects of life have been on varied. Most things, at times, have managed to be “Shitty”, “Poor”, “Negotiable”, “Great”, “Fantastic” and “Fan-fucking-tastic”. But, for me, on the electronic escapism front, 2012 has sucked copious amounts of sagging, wrinkly, greying, wiry scrotum hairs. That’s disgusting. I know. I won’t apologize though. That’s how I’ve felt about the handling of my two favourite video game franchises this year.
First off, this spring BioWare cut and pasted a picture of a steaming dung pile into where the end of the Mass Effect trilogy was supposed to be. I had intended to ride out the spring and summer months with near constant replays of ME3. Instead, the ending left me with a poor taste in my mouth and effectively killed any interest I had in ever replaying any game in the series. But that’s another post. (One that I’ve tried to write, but couldn’t find the words.)
Tonight (or today, if it happens to be daytime where ever you are right now) I want to vent about the shit that Korean publisher NCSoft took on one of their most successful games, City of Heroes.