February 27, 2009

McTiernan opts to just Live Free...



An NYT article reports that director John Mctiernan ("Predator," "Die Hard") had pleaded guilty for illegal wiretapping. Whaaaaaaaaaaaaat?!

His lawyer's opening statement was, "Your honor, Bubi, I'm Your white knight." (Okay. Okay...not my best, but it's 4am)

CLICKITY-CLICK:


February 26, 2009

BAMF: Teleporting in Maryland



...And in my own backyard. The Terrapins are working on a teleportation device?! No wonder I couldn't afford to get into their school. (Too bad that UM's football team isn't so far-reaching)
CLICKITY CLICK:



February 25, 2009

BAMN #2 Preview Pages

Because Ron and Jay are dirtbags (and on PP time...but don't tell them I said that), their interviews will be postponed for a bit.
Instead, I give you a preview pages of BAMN #2 (soon available at Comixpress and Maryland-area shops)...




February 23, 2009

House of 1,000 Corpses



House of 1,000 Corpses
Starring Sid Haig, Sheri Moon Zombie, Rainn Wilson, and Chris Hardwick.
Directed by Rob Zombie

Like a blonde with bruised knees and a backstage pass, blowing and credibility has been plaguing rock stars since its’ long-haired inception. So how is it that Rob Zombie, an unchanging figure in the fickle halls of Rock N’ Rolla, has managed to maintain his trucker cred? He started directing.
Zombie’s first feature, “House of 1,000 Corpses,” wasn’t our first glimpse of his filmmaking abilities (Zombie’s been doing music videos for years, even a little animated segment in “Beavis and Butthead Do America”), but it certainly is an indication of the cult status that would follow the film.
“Corpses” instantly introduces us to Captain Spaulding. Two seconds into his diatribe, you understand two things, (1) Spaulding’s “Chicken and Gasoline” Museum is a rest stop for easily victimized travelers, and (2) that the Captain is a guaranteed pop icon.
It’s the era of Manson, the 1970s, and Spaulding informs 4 young visitors that the legend of “Dr. Satan,” a mad scientist, who kidnapped and tortured passersby, is very real. Curious, the foursome goes off to find the urban myth. You can guess where things go from there.
“Corpses” seems to be solely comprised of some of the best nightmares: It’s sexual, disorienting, and almost violent, but not really. I say not really because a lot of the gore is masked by a palette seemingly derived from Argento. The film is colored with reds, greens, and blues. Vibrant and lurid at the same time.
Similar to Guillermo Del Toro (“Pans Labyrinth”), Zombie directs by designing. His visual specifications only add to the frantic nature of the film. Axe murderers salivate emerald, hicks eat puss-filled cereal called “Agatha Chrispies,” and the whole film is an oddly natural bedecking of 70s kitsch, necrophilia, southern penis-swingin’, and creature features.
Nevermind the fact that the film is non-linear and deteriorates into convulsions towards the end. That’s not really the point. Zombie has an eye for bizarre talent, an ear for ridiculous dialogue, and, like a rock song, he knows to play everything at loud volumes.


February 19, 2009

Getting To Know You


FROM BAMNCAN.COM:
In an attempt to create content for this little corner of the internet, I got the obvious idea to interview Bamn’s creative team.
Below is the highlights from a pair of interviews I threw from one side of the web to the other. Jay, Ron, and Dave caught them via e-mail and responded with a collection of typos that seem like responses to my questions (I know, I shouldn’t talk about typos).
Up next is…me. (This is gonna be weird. I’m interviewing myself.)


What is Bamn about?
Well, if you ask each of us you’ll get a different answer, but for me Bamn is about men. The rules of manhood and things that men are supposed to respond to. Concepts like mutual respect, courage, honor, discipline…women can get these things too, but these are time-honored themes that REAL men are usually associated with.

What is your role in Bamn?
To write alot of typos. As many as possible.

Now that issue #1 is available (www.comixpress.com), what would you have done different?
I’m slowly getting to the rationalization that it’ll never be perfect. I’m trying really hard to push forward and not look back on problems with each book. I just hope that it makes sense in the end.

Which character in Bamn do you identify with the most?
All of them. There is a little bit of each character I relate to. That’s how I try to write. It sounds obvious in retrospect, but it’s my first time out and I’ve discovered what works for me is to put a little bit of me in each character. Art’s the awkward side of me, Myers is the part of me that is good-natured, Crippler is the perverse side of me, Brent represents the bully in me, Bamn appeals to the side of me that’s all testosterone. Even, Slamn --- who you haven’t seen yet --- but he represents the part of me that’s a bit bizarre. He’s me when I’m blogging.

Bamn made it’s debut at SPX 2009 (www.spxpo.com). What was that like?
Very nice. I have to admit it was a definite highlight. It proved that the distance between you and the industry is not that big. You just gotta do it.

Any good Indy stuff (besides your own) that you got from SPX?
I gave my girlfriend a mini-comic called “Girls Don’t Poop.” She loved it. It’s hilarious. I found it and picked it up instantly. I can’t remember the creator’s name, but it was a perfect gift. I also got this awesome Buddha shirt.

What comics are you reading right now?
I’ve been really cautious since reading “All Star Superman.” It really did reaffirm what I love about comics. You need that every now and then. With so many crossovers and event titles you start picking stuff up out of habit and you forget what the industry is capable of. The closest thing I’ve come across since then is Mark Millar’s run on “Fantastic Four.” I also read “The Alcoholic” and “Sentences: The MF Grimm Story.” Comics are great for slice of life stuff. Oh…and “DMZ!”

Besides eat, poop, and sleep, what do you do when you’re not working on Bamn?
I’m a researcher at the National Archives in D.C. It’s turned out to be very educational. I’m learning stuff about Civil War veterans and it’s surpassed every history class I’ve taken. Also, because of that, I can spell “diarrhea” and “rheumatism” without spellchecking. LOL! I also moonlight at Alliance Comics and Games in Silver Spring, MD.

Why a wrestling comic? Those always suck.
For that exact reason.


Do you remember The WWF comic books from Chaos? They were godawful?
Yeah. When I got back into comics I read the The Undertaker book. I was bigger into wrestling at the time; you realize that nobody really does an honest wrestling comic…like it’s not enough to just tell an honest story in comic form.

Did you ever Backyard wrestle?
Oh, yeah. Big time. I got a chance to join a "fed" because of it. The fed is gone to my knowledge…

What was that like?
It was alot of fun. I made plenty of friends and as ridiculous as it seemed it’s culminated to creating Bamn.

Did you have a gimmick or wrestling name?
Yeah. The owner of the pro fed wanted me to play an Indian “Sheik.” I remember thinking, “That’s kind of racist. I don’t know anything about Indian culture.” My name was T.J.A. Mahal. Get it? Troy Jeffrey Allen Mahal. Man…

Anybody get hurt?
Yeah. In the backyard fed one guy kept getting contusions. Another kid got busted open by a steel chair. Someone tried to hit him in the head while jumping from the top of a tool shed. Poor bastard had to get stitches. I’m sure we will all continue to feel it as we get older. God knows I am.

You remember the first comic you ever read?
I think it was Archie. That or Spider-Man. I think I wanted to read about guys with girl problems ‘cause at the time I sure as hell didn’t have any.

Some general questions…

Favorite color?

Probably gray. I don’t know. It’s a nice neutral color, I guess.

Favorite character?
Spider-Man. Although, with Ultimates rebooting and “Brand New Day” ret-conning, my options are limiting.

Favorite movie(s)?
Easy. “Empire Strikes Back,” “Dazed and Confused,” “Predator,” “Superman: The Movie,” “Fight Club.” Those are the first ones that come to mind.

Favorite penciller?
Frank Quitely. His stuff always looks like its moving. I’m sure Jay is sick of me using him as a reference for Bamn’s art.

Favorite musician(s)?
MF Doom, System of A Down, and Rage Against The Machine. Also, I was really into film. The auteur theory, film language, and film scores…so, I really like composers. Especially, Michael Kamen.

Favorite wrestler?
The Rock. He’s not the most technical, that goes to Bret Hart, but he was a good example of a good industry guy. He jobbed to everyone. Everyone. He flip-flopped from heel to face and stayed a top draw for years. He could come back tomorrow and still be a fan favorite. Again, I know he’s not the finest example of a “wrestler” but I respect what he represents.

What is the meaning of life?
To not punch every D-bag you encounter in life. Slow and steady wins the race.

If you could blow somebody up who would it be?
That’s a list, my friend. I’ll stick to my previous statement of not harming D-bags.

Where can we find you online?
http://www.typographicera.com/. You can find me anywhere on the net from there.

February 11, 2009

Getting to Know You by Troy Jeffrey Allen


FROM BAMNCAN.COM:



In an attempt to create content for this little corner of the internet, I got the obvious idea to interview Bamn’s creative team.
Below is the highlights from a pair of interviews I threw from one side of the web to the other. Jay, Ron, and Dave caught them via e-mail and responded with a collection of typos that seem like responses to my questions (I know, I shouldn’t talk about typos).
Up first is David Dean, the book’s concept artist and co-creator. Dave’s job is to design all the elaborate wrestling costumes that you will see popping up in future issues. He’s currently putting the finishing touches on a short story for DCC’s “Horrors of War” Anthology.


What is Bamn about?
To sum this up real quick,‘cause I'm sure Jay and Troy wrote 200 paragraphs of awesomeness, Bamn is the “Bad News Bears” of wrestling! That's right!

What is your role in Bamn?
Art direction and concept design.

Now that issue #1 is available (http://www.comixpress.com/), what would you have done different?
Provided we had the time and cash…a different cover with color.

Which character in Bamn do you identify with the most?
“Crippler. He’s a bit of a loud mouth…he reminds me of myself when I have too much energy!

Bamn made it’s debut at SPX 2009 (http://www.spxpo.com/). What was that like?
One of the greatest experiences of my life!

Any good Indy stuff (besides your own) that you got from SPX?
I didn't get much...(I) would have liked to get some “Scott Pilgrim” stuff, but (I) never got around to it.

What comics are you reading right now?
“Locke and Key,” “No Hero,” “Wolverine: Old Man Logan,” “Kickass,” “Scott Pilgrim,” and “Astonishing X-men.”

Besides eat, poop, and sleep, what do you do when you’re not working on Bamn?
“Working on another book with (Troy), Play W.O.W., and manage the greatest comic book store in the world! THE GREATEST!

Why a wrestling comic? Those always suck.
‘Cause we can make it work. ‘Cause we are Gs! Yes. Gs!


Do you remember The WWF comic books from Chaos? They were godawful.
What? WWF comics? I have no recollection of that. o0

Did you ever Backyard wrestle?
Yes and no. Does a trampoline count?

What was that like?
Fun…until I threw (my friend) off the side and down a small hill.

Did you have a gimmick or wrestling name?
Nope.

Anybody get hurt?
Not really.

You remember the first comic you ever read?
(I’m) pretty sure it was a Batman comic.

Some general questions…

Favorite color?

Red.

Favorite character?
Snake-eyes.

Favorite movie(s)? Bold
“Halloween,” “Predator,” “Crow,” and “Terminator.”

Favorite penciller?
Alex Maleev.

Favorite musician?
Slipknot.

Favorite wrestler? Bold
Edge.

What is the meaning of life?
That’s…ummm...I...um...seriously, man?!

If you could blow somebody up who would it be?
Dude! Seriously?! WTF!

Where can we find you online?
Facebook. Just search “David Dean.” I’m sure there's, like, thousands of us, but I’m the best! o0

NOTE FROM TROY: David is a lazy bastard! You can find him on Deviant Art (http://heavensredsun23.deviantart.com/) and the following Facebook link: http://www.facebook.com/home.php#/profile.php?id=664370507&ref=ts

February 9, 2009

Coraline (3D)



Coraline
Directed by Henry Selick
Starring Dakota Fanning, Teri Hatcher, John Hodgman, and Ian McShane

With computer-generated animation elbowing its’ way into the future, the world of stop-motion, at first glance, may seem like prologue; the debris of a Pixar spaceship. Yet, “Coraline,” a clear labor of love from the minds of Henry Selick (“Nightmare Before Christmas”) and Neil Gaiman (“Sandman”), is immovably contrary.
“Coraline,” (based on Gaiman’s book) spins the fairytale of its title character. Bored to tears, young Coraline struggles to create adventure. She runs up and down the stairwells of her apartment building, pestering her family and interrogating her neighbors. Her father, distracted by the glow of his work computer, patiently suggest that she do an inventory of the house. At first enthusiastic, she marks off the number of windows, portraits, and leaks in their home, eventually discovering the answer to her boredom: a little square doorway in her living room. Calling it an access to another realm is a disservice. The place she discovers is a playfully masked nightmare…a level of creepiness that would give Freddy Krueger night terrors.
It’s tough not to gush over “Coraline.” The film truly is a testament to design and detail. This, obviously, goes for the painstaking stop-animation, but it also goes for the story. Notice how the film depicts, our heroine, Coraline. She isn’t a screaming, annoyingly inquisitive child by Hollywood’s standards. She is a proper conduit, grasping the unsettlement of her fantasy world, but at first, too concerned with her immediate happiness to worry.
I suspect that the addition of 3-D to “Coraline” is just a ploy, a paranoid attempt to combat the opposition of computer-generated family friendliness. But, if “Coraline” is any indication, there is no need to worry about the future of stop-motion. Similar to what the protagonist discovers about her reality, “Coraline” is a reminder to look closer…value what the world still has to offer.

February 6, 2009

The Wrestler



The Wrestler
Starring Mickey Rourke, Marisa Tomei, Evan Rachel Wood
Directed by Darren Aronofsky

I have something to confess…I actually saw “The Wrestler” several weeks ago.
Usually, as soon as I catch a movie, I jump at the opportunity to write a review. It allows me to maintain my opinion on a film before TV ads start insisting it’s “The best thing since ‘The Matrix.’” Yet, for some reason, I got stuck on “The Wrestler.” I liked it, but I had nothing of note to say about it. I was neutral to the film. Why? The answer hit me 3 weeks later…
There have been some excellent documentaries on the business of professional wrestling (I recommend “Wrestling with Shadows,” “Beyond the Mat,” and “Bigger, Stronger, Faster”), but in retrospect, none of them have maintained the objectivity that “The Wrestler” has. Outside of Mickey Rourke, who is effortless in the role of Randy “The Ram” Robinson, “The Wrestler’s” neutrality puts it above all other celluloid samples of the industry.
The flick is so sober, so ironically devoid of sensationalism, and so clear in depicting what could be the life of ANY pro-wrestler, that you’re not watching it, you’re observing it. You’re the camera flashes as “The Wrestler” stomps his way to the ring.
The movie’s objectivity is director Darren Aronofsky’s strong right hand. He’s not telling you how to feel about steroids, he’s not explaining the wrestling jargon to you, and he doesn’t force you to lean on any particular side of the film’s father/daughter argument; it just is.
There are plenty of examples of this throughout, but the most uncharacteristic example is the scene in which Cassidy (played by Marisa Tomei) hustles for lap dances at the local strip club. The moment isn’t directed to give Aronofsky’s stance on the morals of exotic dancing, it exist as a slice of life --- a voyeuristic take on the world behind the blacked-out windows of the “church.” This directorial indifference goes double for the movie’s climax.
However, Aronofsky ( “Pi,” “Requiem for A Dream.” ) does come close to leading the audience during one particular locker room scene. Here he displays the time-tested mechanics of a “blade job” --- but I already feel like I’m spoiling the movie. I’ll stop there. Just know that a little audience manipulation is appropriate here. You will see a collective light bulb from the movie theatre once the scene’s payoff arrives.
Now, there is a rumor stomping around the Internet that Vince McMahon, World Wrestling Entertainment’s #1 fat cat, has taken issue with “The Wrestler” for “exposing the business.” Clearly, the Internet (which has done more damage of exposing the wrestling business than anything else) has heard of Vince McMahon, but Vince McMahon hasn’t heard of the Internet. If this is true (you never can tell with McMahon), then Vince is so concerned with protecting his interest that he fails to realize how harmless “The Wrestler” is to his business. Seriously, Vince, It may not be the best thing since “The Matrix,” but it’s the kindest filmic homage that the industry has ever received.


NOTE: I just found out that Mickey Rourke is wrestling Chris Jericho at Wrestlemania. Vince McMahon is working angles as usual.

February 4, 2009

Googling Bamn



It's Wednesday. Time for more Bamn news!


Shamelessly, after the Gazette and Washington Post article dropped, I Googled "Bamn comic book." Surprisingly, I found these links on the series...


DC Comics blog (yeah, I capitalized on the situation. So?!): http://comicsdc.blogspot.com/2009/01/more-info-on-wrestling-comic.html

For those of you who saw the article in the Gazette, but missed it in the Post: http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2009/01/28/AR2009012801828.html

My old wrasslin' buddy, Marcus "King Kong" Dowling, giving us a nod from back in September:
http://www.tgrionline.com/2008/09/bamn-comic-event-october-2-2008.html

...and "Talkin' about Comics" was nice enough to give us a positive review (I think...):
http://talkinboutcomics.blogspot.com/2008/10/mini-comic-reviews-fistfull-of-spx-part_25.html

For those of you wondering, a second printing of "Bamn" #1 (sans typos) will be available at the local level at Alliance Comics and Games in 2 weeks. The Bowie location and the Silver Spring location will be selling it.

We are working to make the book available at Third Eye Comics in Annapolis, Md. I'll have more details on that as it develops --- but don't forget, Bamn #1 is currently available online at Comixpress (complete with those typos that people love so much).

My eyes are getting tired. I'll cath you all next week.

Troy

February 2, 2009

Father McKenzie's Socks



I tend to think visually. If I can’t picture it in my mind’s eye, then I go back to zero and begin to rewrite. This stance has extended itself to anything I read or watch as well. Obviously, novels have to describe things in detail for it to really connect with the brainpan, but this also extends to entirely visual mediums. If I can’t visualize the world around a motion picture or a comic book, then I usually conclude that the creator’s vision is limited. That usually results in me dismissing the work.
This also extends to the realm of music. A good album has to be many unsaid things for me, but at the top of that list the music has to become ear bud eye candy.
I’ve only once reviewed an album. The end result felt generic to me, the equivalent of a boy band peddling their latest album on TRL. So, I figured I’d give it another shot, take my feelings on the subject of visibility and critique according to that. Below are a list of some of my favorite albums, and a blurb on what motion picture they project behind my eyelids.
Yeah, I’m strange…but you knew that already.
Feel free to share any comments.


The Beatles
Yellow Submarine
1968
The Beatles, hopped-up on unicorn tranquilizers, deep-sea fishing and harpooning conventional music.
It was either this or the “Sgt. Pepper” album, but “Sgt. Pepper” doesn’t have “Eleanor Rigby.”

The Notorious B.I.G.
Ready to Die
1994

The best night at your favorite NYC club. All the hip-hop clichés are in tow: Croth-to-booty grinding, Cristol flowing on to cleavage, and Ben Franklins being thrown into the crowd. Center-stage is Biggie Smalls, a walrus in a pin-stripped suit.

Rage Against the Machine
Evil Empire
1996
Zack De La Roca firing funk canons at the White House in hell. His cannonballs are red stars of rebellion.

Korn
Issues
1999

Like Johnathan Davis’ face is melting music.
Many people prefer “Children of the Korn,” but there is something far more sadistic at work here.


Madvillain
Madvillainy
2004

Amidst a cloud of cannabis smoke, MF Doom and Madlib duke it out inside a Super Nintendo. The circuits zipping multi-colored lights like “Tron,” Mario and Link get in on the fun. The beats thump so hard that it shatters your cartridge.

Sublime
Sublime
1996
Brad Nowell’s last will and testament. A tattooed, blonde-kid from California playing to a sea of lighters.

Gorillaz
Gorillaz
2000
It’s like being force-fed sherbet through your ears by Hanna and/or Barbara.

Slipknot
Vol 3: Subliminal Verses
2004

Yeah, the masks that Slipknot wears are pathetically adolescent, but Corey Breenan reminds us of how angry should sound. It’s like watching a shack in the woods being heavy-metaled until it collapses.

System of A Down
Toxicity
2001
Honestly, the video for “Chop Suey” IS this whole album.

Metallica
The Black Album
1991
A Quadruplet of black jeans, black shirts, and long hair playing to nothing but a sweaty studio. Cliff watches at the master control, cheering them on.

Beck
Guero
2005
A car full of hipsters on a road trip across America. Then “Farewell Ride” comes on and you realize you’ve been watching a Western the whole time.

Queens of the Stone Age
Songs for the Deaf
2002

I already used the car analogy, but “Songs for the Deaf” is like racing down a dark highway with KRDL FM blasting through your speakers during a Zombie holocaust. Watch the re-animated corpses explode on your hood as your breaks give out.