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Brainiac On Banjo: Is KO A-OK?

Brainiac On Banjo: Is KO A-OK?

“It’s the Dance of Shiva, it’s the Debutantes ball, and everyone will be there who’s anyone at all.” From Monkey Wash Donkey Rinse, written by Warren Zevon and Duncan Aldrich.

When it comes to springboards for all those mega-super-battle-crossover things, a.k.a. event comics, it’s hard to imagine a more overused and hackneyed plot device than the Tournament. Everybody fights everybody, more or less one-on-one, until there is only one survivor who then must go on to vanquish the threat that started it all at least half-year previously, and then figure out a way to bring everybody back.

If I had a buck for every time this breathtakingly original stratagem has been deployed, I could afford to buy DC’s KO, the latest deforestation…, but I still wouldn’t have the time, energy, desire or wherewithal to sit down and read the whole thing.

When one of these events sounds interesting — and KO does not (to me; your mileage may vary) — I usually check out the enveloping miniseries and read whichever tie-ins I would have read anyway. Normally, I do not miss anything important when I pass over half of these issues and, in fact, like every other reader I maintain the right to bail when it becomes pathetically redundant.

KO began its journey with one of the longest set-ups in event comics history. DC shuffled its deck once again and told us all about the comings and goings of such important elements as Darkseid, Kirby’s Fourth World, Booster Gold, Doomsday, The Question, The Legion of Super-Heroes (remember them?) and of course Batman and his brooding brood.

They even relaunched still another new Justice League to use as its story wheelhouse, but this particular relaunch has a twist: everybody is in the League whether they want to be or not. All the heroes take their orders from the JL elite, including Mr. Terrific and Red Tornado, the latter having been integrated into the Justice League’s computers.

You know, after all these years reading the sundry Leagues Justice, the one thing that never occurred to me was “what these superheroes really need is a lot more bureaucracy.” Continue reading “Brainiac On Banjo: Is KO A-OK?” →

So Long and Thank For The Fish, Man 97: Thunderbolts* Was Awesome**!

So Long and Thank For The Fish, Man 97: Thunderbolts* Was Awesome**!

When one looks over Phase 5 of the Marvel Cinematic Universe, they might be apt to be a bit snarky, no? The fifth phase of the longest, largest, most computer generated multi-dimensional universe of interlocking features included:

  • Ant-Man and the Wasp: Quantumania aka Kang? Never heard of him.
  • Guardians of the Galaxy, Vol. 3 aka Rocket’s Backstory aka Adam Warlock never was a threat aka James Gunn left for DC
  • The Marvels aka No one saw it, no one cared. Sad? Then why didn’t you see it?!
  • Deadpool & Wolverine aka Technically part of Phase 5 if you squint. Marvel counts it because it made $1.338B
  • Captain America: Brave New World aka If you saw the trailer, you saw the movie, sorry!
  • And… Thunderbolts*

To call this batch of flicks a bit hit or miss would be a very kind gesture — depending largely on your personal preferences. And if you wanted to also include the streaming-only companion series within this phase as well? Well, your snark-o-meter might bury the needle.

For what it’s worth, I personally think we ended up with more wins than losses, and thanks largely to Thunderbolts*, Phase 5 essentially sticks the landing. We are in a brave new world, but it’s much darker for numerous reasons. Because of this, the movie itself buttoned up way more than you might think.

Spoiler alert! From here on out, I’ll be discussing plenty of the comings and goings of Phase 5 — heavy on the recently released ‘Bolts flick. If you don’t want to be spoiled? I suggest you read this article I wrote . It has literally nothing to do with Marvel, and it keeps you here on Pop Culture Squad! OK. Digression over. Let’s discuss. Continue reading “So Long and Thank For The Fish, Man 97: Thunderbolts* Was Awesome**!” →

Brainiac On Banjo: The Doctor Is Out

Brainiac On Banjo: The Doctor Is Out

“Ooh, ee, ooh, ah, ah, ting, tang, walla, walla, bing, bang. Ooh, ee, ooh, ah, ah, ting, tang, walla, walla, bing, bang” From The Witch Doctor, written by Ross Bagdasarian.

Remember Baskin-Robbins? Don’t think too hard; 2400 of them are still around these “United” States, somehow surviving the lack of business from this writer. Nothing personal; I just have’t been there since well before their corporate brothers, Dunkin’ Nothing, still had time to make the donuts.

In their 80 years of selling ice cream, Baskin-Robbins claims to have invented more than 1,000 new flavors. Back during my tenure as an overheated child seeking a fix, each month they would pick one of these new items as their “featured flavor of the month.”

I’ve long thought they should have come up with a flavor called “Sorcerer Supreme.” Today, in order to be on-model such a confection would have to contain vast quantities of pistachio, mint chocolate chip and lime sherbet.

In case you haven’t noticed, the Sorcerer Supreme used to be Doctor Stephen Strange. Recently, Doctor Victor Von Doom swiped that mantle, leaving Stephen with his old title — and old powers — from back in the Steve Ditko days when he wore a blue cape and had the “Master of Mystic Arts” pedigree on his Sanctum Sanctorum wall.

It’s a fairly big deal, and everybody in the Marvel Universe who isn’t on Victor’s payroll seems to be very pissed. I’m guessing they’re not pissed at Doctor Doom. They’re pissed at having been drafted into still another event (DC calls them “Crises” or, now, “Absolute Bullshit”) where the outcome is obvious. Of course, these days both Marvel and DC have several — many — such “events” going simultaneously so that they might entice their clientele to spend a couple hundred dollars more than we were planning to. I believe this is why why DC licensed The Riddler out to DraftKings.

So Doom gets the heavy cape and, after six uneventful months of preparation, pretty much takes over all the functions of running Planet Earth. He’s cleaning up everything, all the while telling us he’s the most benevolent dictator the world has ever known. Doom is coming off like a Comics Code approved version of Donald Trump’s favorite wet dreams, except Doctor Doom doesn’t rape anybody. Continue reading “Brainiac On Banjo: The Doctor Is Out” →

Brainiac On Banjo: Important Advice For Freelancers

Brainiac On Banjo: Important Advice For Freelancers

Well, we know where we’re going but we don’t know where we’ve been, and we know what we’re knowing but we can’t say what we’ve seen — “Road To Nowhere,” written by Tina Weymouth, Chris Franz, David Byrne, and Jerry Harrison

The Ritz Brothers “Here Kitty Kitty”

Deadlines are a pain in the ass, but let’s face it: you became a freelancer because you were tired of holding down a real job. However, work is still work no matter what the clock thinks, and that realization puts you on the Road To Nowhere. You are going to have to up your “cover your ass” game, and I’m going to lose a few friends by letting a few cats out of the bag.

You can not succeed without knowing the rudiments of grammar school arithmetic. Yes, yes, I know. No math. That’s the main reason why you quit flipping burgers. Nonetheless, it is important to know how to do some simple addition and subtraction, the latter simply being adding in reverse. Here’s why: Let’s say your deadline is 11 AM Monday, and it is now 7 PM Sunday. You think it will take you about three hours to do your work. You’ve got dinner tonight, the latest issue of Hey Kids! Comics! to finish, and those teevee shows aren’t going to stream themselves. Then, it’s time for your late-night snack (you are a freelancer; act like one!), and then, you should get a little sleep. When do you start on your deadline?

Well, like everything else in life, that’s a trick question. Your deadline is 11 AM, it will take you three hours to do the job. You weren’t going to do it the night before; if you were, you would have started it back when you landed the gig. So you’re going to subtract three from eleven and start working at 8 AM.

Yeah, of course you are. Out of habit, you’re going to stay in bed until 9:30 or until your brain starts working. At some point, maybe around 10 AM, you’re going to remember you should wash the dishes. After all, everything in life is a choice.

Okay. Let’s say your editor actually gave you a real, honest deadline. I realize there’s only one editor in the history of deadlines who does this, and he’s the one writing these words right now. Silly me. “If you treat people honestly, they will be honest with you.” This is, give or take, the funniest thing I’ve ever said.

However, more frequently I’ve had to explain why they put the word “dead” in “deadline.” We’ll talk about the psychology of editing some other time; this piece is to offer advice to freelancers. So here’s some advice.

First, become an editor. Listen to the talents’ excuses for being late. They know what they’re doing, as they do this part for a living. Write down or memorize the best ones. Then, when you are freelancing and your editor wants to know if you are still among the living, use one of those excuses. Of course, you’ll need to remember which lines you’ve used on which editors — that is how lying works.

Second, just before your assigned deadline brays, put your smartphone in “silent mode” the way you’re supposed to when you’re at the movies or in Colorado attending the Beetlejuice musical. In fact, you might actually be at the movies — that’s a very handy source of motivation when it comes to blowing off deadlines.

Third, check out the weather conditions. If you are not in the same city as your editor, then you have been experiencing severe storms that have been knocking out power all over the county, and you don’t have a clue when the power company is going to fix the lines, and if your editor has a problem with that, ask them if they have a dial-up fax machine. It will help if you know they do not in advance.

Finally, if you are lucky — and, really, this is turning a pound of shit into a shit soufflé — your editor will be representing a corporation that owes you money. That isn’t hard at all; DC Comics has owed me $250.00 for a couple years now, and it’s worth more to me as leverage than its rapidly diminishing spending power. So when your editor is putting the arm on you, change the subject to “hey, I wish you were as diligent about paying me for my work as you are demanding that stuff!”

This can be great fun. If you get in first and your editor hasn’t read this piece (which is likely), you’ll be treated to a lot of amusingly defensive grunts and groans. Swiftly change the subject to the WGA strike — particularly if you’re working for DC (Warner Bros) or Marvel (Disney). Then, just as the topic devolves back to deadlines, seize the high ground and tell your editor you have got to get back to finishing your assignment.

You know. The assignment you have yet to start.

(With apologies to Chris Ryall, Jack C. Harris, Bob Harrison and all my other editors who did not know they were road-testing the details in this column.)

Brainiac On Banjo: The ComiXology Kamikaze

Brainiac On Banjo: The ComiXology Kamikaze

When I look over my shoulder, what do you think I see? Some other cat looking over his shoulder at me. And he’s strange, sure is strange. – Donovan Leitch, “Season of the Witch.”

When it comes to the digital world, sometimes all those zeroes and ones just don’t add up. Let’s look at ComiXology, what I once considered to be a genuine revolutionary force in the medium.

In the history of paper publishing going all the way back to papyrus, it’s often been a crappy way to make a living. Oh, sure, some folks have been enormously successful, but on the same hand some folks win the lottery. Expenses are high and nobody knows what the market wants. Paper is getting hard to find (soon we will have to make a choice between having paper and having oxygen and trees), and places to buy the finished product have run thin. “Book browsing” and impulse purchases have become 21st Century rotary dial telephones.

We needed an alternative way to get comics. In 1981, Marvel Comics published Dazzler #1 and made it available only to the then-growing number of dedicated comic book stores, and that showed us there just might be life after the newsstands and candy shops. To make a long story short, around that same time I turned to theatrical producer Rick Obadiah and said “hey, you know, we could do this.” And that’s the shortest origin story for First Comics ever told.

Things went pretty well until the overwhelming number of distributors bellied up after exclusive distribution deals kicked in. As those distributors were coughing up blood, the “smaller publishers” (meaning just about everybody except Marvel and DC) started getting paid late, if at all. Again, I’m making a very long story short. Continue reading “Brainiac On Banjo: The ComiXology Kamikaze” →

Brainiac On Banjo: Streaming Ahoy!

Brainiac On Banjo: Streaming Ahoy!

The reading today is from the book of Punter, Chapter 9, Verse 17: “All we have to fear, is me.” – Firesign Theater

Presuming climate change doesn’t do us in first, Americans are about a decade way from abandoning the concept of the continuous media vehicle. In English, that means the idea of television (and radio before 1962) had lengthy “seasons” and, if successful, would return for a following season.

Of course, this was well before streaming became a thing.

Unlike the rest of magazine publishing, the comic book medium also was a continuous media vehicle: numbering was consecutive and rarely split into “volumes” of, say, twelve monthly numbers per year. Nobody cares what consecutive issue numbers were applied to Time Magazine in August 1975, but if you ask the issue number for the X-Men cover-dated that same month there are enough comic book enthusiasts who know the answer to that – #94, for those who came in late – to fill Yankee Stadium. At least the #94 that was in use in August, 1975. Around that time, the late, legendary comics retailer Joe Sarno pointed out in an interview if you put consecutive numbering on something, some people are going to collect it. Continue reading “Brainiac On Banjo: Streaming Ahoy!” →

Brainiac on Banjo: At Last!

Brainiac on Banjo: At Last!

You might have heard a soft chuckling sound wafting in the breeze a couple days ago. That would be me.

Last Monday, the staff at Image Comics voted to form a labor union – to be specific, the Comic Book Workers United. Their statement leads with the following:

For years, comics publishing workers have watched our professional efforts support creators and delight readers. Sadly, we have also watched that same labor be taken for granted at best and exploited at worst. Keeping our heads above water was the new normal before the pandemic and since its onset we have been expected to take on even larger workloads with fewer resources.

Our workforce, and the comic book and publishing industry as a whole, is overtaxed and undervalued. This is detrimental not only to general staff but also to the creators we are paid to serve and the audiences they in turn work to entertain. Our labor is integral to the comic book industry. It requires specialized skills, dedication, and makes quality publishing possible. We love what we do. But loving what you do doesn’t mean you can’t or shouldn’t ask for improvements to your working conditions. It is with this in mind and with great hope for the future of Image Comics and the comic book industry itself that we announce our intent to form a union and request voluntary recognition. Continue reading “Brainiac on Banjo: At Last!” →

Brainiac On Banjo: Publish and Perish?

Brainiac On Banjo: Publish and Perish?

“I need you, but I hate to see you this way / If I were Superman then we’d fly away / I’d really like to change the world / And save it from the mess it’s in / I’m too weak, I’m so thin / I’d like to fly but I can’t even swim” — Ray Davies, (Wish I Could Fly Like) Superman, 1979.

You might have heard the news. It’s been bombarding El Casa de Oro all week, and it’s been blitzing the interwebs to the point where I’m thinking of upgrading my dial-up. But just in case you’ve been away chasing after the Perseverance Rover, I’ll make my journalism teachers happy.

This past weekend, AT&T sold control and most of their ownership of their WarnerMedia division to Discovery Networks, owners of the many, many Discovery “cable” channels, HGTV, the Food Network, TLC, ID, Animal Planet, the Magnolia Network, and the Discovery+ streaming operation. They call this stuff “reality programming” but, as we all know, reality is in the mind of the beholder. As far as I’m concerned, that million-dollar vaccine lottery is the only reality show.

AT&T had only recently bought what they now call WarnerMedia — Warner Bros, CNN, HBO, Cinemax, the Cartoon Network, TCM, TBS, TNT, and a bunch of other stuff. If you can read the six-point type, you’ll discover they own some publishing as well, such as whatever is left of Mad Magazine and the meandering DC comics. Ma Bell went into so much debt to do this deal that, upon reading the report, King Midas reflexively picked his nose.

After acquiring that Denali of debt load, AT&T came down with a severe case of buyer’s remorse. I’m sure the stay-home-or-die principle that governed most thinking humans these past fourteen months did not help one bit, but it wasn’t a very good deal in the first place. After all, what does AT&T know about running the Home Insurance Building of media (sorry; “I.P.”) companies? Continue reading “Brainiac On Banjo: Publish and Perish?” →

Brainiac On Banjo #087: DC — What Goes Around Runs Aground

Brainiac On Banjo #087: DC — What Goes Around Runs Aground

You know she’s Superman’s big sister / Her X-ray eyes see through my silly ways / Superman’s big sister, superior skin and blister / It doesn’t seem surprising nowadays… yeah! – Superman’s Big Sister, written by Ian Dury, 1980.

When the news about DC Comics pulling its stuff from Diamond Distribution broke last week, we here at Pop Culture Squad — meaning reporter/editor/bon vivant Bob Harrison — covered it, as did just about every other relevant outlet. It really is that important, so much so that I’m going to proselytize the poop out of it.

There was a time, oh maybe a decade or two back, when the rumor-mongers were aroused by their own prediction that DC Comics was going to buy Diamond Distributing. Of course, this was back in the days when we had a functioning federal anti-trust department, and before DC was consumed by the AT&T Death Star.

Continue reading “Brainiac On Banjo #087: DC — What Goes Around Runs Aground” →