Over at Back in the Bronze Age, Redartz showed some pix of various action figure-type toys he’s kept for years. That got me thinking about some of the stuff I have lying around, so I dug out a few relics and took some pix of my own. You can click on the images for a closer view. Continue reading “Toy Nostalgia”
I received my copy of Ron Randall’s latest Trekker story (Battlefields) today, plus some pretty cool extras. It’s another great chapter in the Mercy St. Clair saga; even Gulliver seems to like it, despite what he calls a “lamentable lack of apes” in the story so far.
Last week was my final review of Warehouse 13, after five seasons of great shows. When I first started reviewing it, I wasn’t sure if i’d like it or not, but I ended up absolutely loving it. The premise (secret Warehouse housing artifacts that are too dangerous for people to know about) is a natural for adventure stories, which I’m a sucker for. But the best adventure show in the world doesn’t work if you can’t get interested in the characters, and these characters are great. Continue reading “Warehouse 13 Overview/Veronica Mars Preview”
This one starts with Barry (Flash) Allen calling his parents to catch up. Apparently he’s not satisfied with the next best thing to being there, so Barry changes to the Flash and zooms across country for some home cooking. He ends up staying the night. Meanwhile in Central City, Mick (Heat Wave) Rory checks in with his parole officer, a guy named Hobart. Mick has a job at a glass foundry, and given his predilection for heat, that might seem a bit suspicious. Continue reading “Comics Reviews:”
This is a special Season 3 Christmas episode, which probably takes place between episodes 7 and 8 (Past Imperfect and The 40th Floor), since Trailer the dog is here, but Steve hasn’t defected yet. Continue reading “Warehouse 13 Reviews: Season 3, Episode 13”
Stan Lee died today and the tributes are pouring in. There’s not much I can add; Stan co-created so many of Marvel’s characters that his legacy will probably never go away. The way we think of characters like the FF, Thor, the X-Men, the Avengers, Hulk, Sub-Mariner, and (my favourite) Spider-Man–their personalities, their essence, really–is because of the way Stan wrote them. And he was so in love with comics that his enthusiasm was infectious, leaving a veritable vocabulary of his own making. I know I’ve channeled him in my own writing plenty of times, and I’m sure countless others have too.
So, as Stan might have said: Face Front True Believers, and Excelsior!