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September 21st, 2009

Look Kids- A Blog With New Stuff!

Posted by Madeley in Comics, Fractal Business

Last of the Famous International Fanboys.

Go. Read.

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January 20th, 2009

A Day Of Some Significance

Posted by Madeley in Media, Politics

All I’m saying is that my primary feeling today isn’t so much one of hope, as of relief. And I don’t care what side of politics you come down on, the man on his way out was a fucking baboon.

More on this over at the Toybox.

On a similar note, via Aint It Cool (I know, I know), the CBC are planning a reality show where former Prime Ministers judge individuals on whether they’d make good PMs. While I was hoping to rib chum Plok about this, it turns out the Beeb has already bought the remake rights off of them. Oh dear. I am half hoping S4C will nick the idea for the Assembly, but we’re not that far away from Rhodri’s retirement; it’s quite possible someone will take this seriously and the next First Minister will get in on a phone vote.

I assume this is one of those let’s-get-The-Kids-into-politics things, ignoring the fact that The Kids are busy wearing hoodies and knifing grannies for their iPhones. Or something. I lose track.

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January 14th, 2009

Pink Floyd, Delineated

Posted by Madeley in Comics, Music

Of all the different kinds of guitar music I like, prog rock’s probably my least favourite. It’s a bit of a surprise that I’ve been listening to quite a bit of it over the past year, and that I’ve mentioned it a few times here.

There was a video not that long ago on YouTube of a school band doing a Yes track with Jon Anderson (I think) singing with them. I don’t have the link, and I don’t recall where I saw the video (either via Making Light or the Whatever), but it was a little piece of genius. As one commentator put it, the pomposity of prog meant it was never able to engage with the one thing it lacked; the enthusiasm of a group of teenagers thumping away at their instruments. That was probably why I ended up revisiting the world of unfeasably long album tracks.

That’s the thing that always comes up about prog. The overblown campness of it all. In the Blu-Ray/HD-DVD war of rock, punk came out on top and that was the end of that. And I can’t help feeling a little sad at that, not least because punk has long outlived its usefulness, its iconography dug up, reanimated and repackaged as just about the least offensive musical opiate ever conceived.

Regardless of the merits or otherwise of the movement they came from, Pink Floyd are inarguably a legendary band. Wish You Were Here has been on the car for ages, and it’s one of the classics. There’s a reason it always turns up in those annual Bestest Ever charts.

It’s Have A Cigar I wanted to bring up. It starts off a straightforward rock track, with a funky bass line and Dave Gilmour doing a bluesier thing than on the rest of the album. It’s not obvious from the kind of thing Pink Floyd are remembered for, but Gilmour’s a hell of a blues player, even if it is the white boy 60s English blues thing of Keith Richards, Clapton and Peter Green (probably shouldn’t lump Green in there, actually, because if BB King says he’s the real thing then that’s good enough for me).

And then we hit 0:25 with a synthy SPOING and it all gets a bit odd.

I imagine that small bit is the musical equivalent of finding out Watchmen isn’t really a formulaic murder investigation. You’re pootering along as normal and suddenly WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT FUCKING SQUID THING. Maybe Watchmen would have been better without the psychic mollusc. Maybe the Floyd track would have been better without the psychadelic assault. But I don’t think so.

Have A Cigar sums up prog to me, and a lot of rock music in a way. The SPOING of the synths is going to turn a lot of people off as being, well, silly at best. And it is deeply, deeply silly. Even so, I can’t help think that when the band first put it together, they thought it was the most edgy, sophisticated thing they could have done. Rugged, fearless experimentation that can’t have the same effect on us after the 80s showed how commonplace electronica would become. That day in the studio, I bet they were as excited as fuck.

Maybe the only people who can really appreciate it are the kids like those teenagers covering Yes, who haven’t got to the point where they only way they can enjoy something like that is in an ironic fashion. Even the irony isn’t a problem, though. Even if the only way you can enjoy it is by rolling your eyes at your dad as he warbles along to something he loved when he was young, and accepting the silliness of those crazy old hippies, than it’s all good. It doesn’t matter what path you have to take before you like something, it only matters that you’re having fun.

Because you know who else lives in that SPOING? Jack Kirby. The guy was an extraordinary talent, an artistic visionary, and deeply silly all at the same time. Something like the original OMAC is, in most ways, fucking stupid, but exactly as fucking stupid as Pink Floyd. Just about everything you could use to defend the King you could use to defend prog, via childlike enthusiasm or ironic detachment, though I suspect the most effect argument is always a matter of craft. You’d have to be an idiot to argue that Kirby didn’t have an incredible technical talent, or that the guys who wrote Shine On You Crazy Diamond weren’t exceptional musicians.

Jack Kirby Lives In The SPOING. Tell me you don’t want that on a t-shirt.

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January 12th, 2009

Let Posting Commence

Posted by Madeley in Fractal Business, Music, SF, TV

Hello, readers, and a happy new year to all. A proper one this time, rather than the perfunctory one from the other day.

Plenty of ups and downs over the past few months all over the place, which is a bit of an understatement. I certainly can’t remember a New Year starting so, you know, unpredictably. Where the Journal’s concerned, I think I’ve just about got ahead of the problems that kicked off in November. Unsurprisingly, blogging’s a habit like any other, and you get out of it after a few weeks of not doing it.

Part of the problem is trying to find somewhere to start. It’s not like plenty of things haven’t kicked off in the realms of the nerdish, from whatever the heck is going on in comics to the inauguration of perhaps the most important public figure on the planet: the 11th Doctor.

I’m really looking forward to Matt Smith on Who while dreading Tennant’s departure, and for whatever reason Smith’s arrival is causing a lot of- discomfort, I suppose is the word. Which is a good thing. The Doctor should never be a completely comfortable character, and Tennant’s made it very easy for the audience to be comfortable with him.

On a slightly related point, do you know the number one thing I fucking detest about the internet? When the very first thing any commentator feels the need to add onto any post, be it blog, twitter or fucking Facebook status, is a dismissive comment about the content.

For example:

Jimmy Fanboy is excited about matt smith as who!!!

John McFucknuts says: Eh, I don’t like him. Won’t be watching.

You know what I mean. A terse, pointless and uncorroborated one liner that adds nothing to the conversation. A little dig that says more about someone’s need to be noticed than to actually contribute. The Doctor thing was just the most obvious recent example.

I don’t mind disagreement. Not at all. By all means, should anyone disagree with me on anything, well, that’s why Comments are On. But at least try and make it look like a conversation. Facebook and its ilk are the worst perpetrators, because if you post a blog you’re asking for interaction. If you’re just telling the world what you’re happy about, it seems really mean that the first thing so many of your Fake Internet Friends want to do is kill your mood.

I know, I know. Mean? The internet? Heavens forefend.

I’m reminded of two parallel examples, one recent and one from a while ago that annoyed me so much it’s stayed with me. MightyGodKing notes that a drum and base track- Propane Nightmares by Pendulum- would be good to use in a trailer for a Flash movie. My first thought on listening to the track was to disagree. Not to jump into comments and let the world know that with a one sentence dismissal, mind, just to disagree. I don’t like drum and base, and I don’t really like the track.

But after listening to a while, I found myself agreeing with him. He’s right, it would do the job perfectly. And I found the song growing on me a bit. That kind of thing isn’t my cup of tea, but I can appreciate the merit of a piece of work that’s had some skill applied to it.

John Scalzi once posted a YouTube clip of Travis Barker overlaying drums onto the somewhat duff Soulja Boy track Crank That (incidentally, Trigg, if you’re reading this I meant to send you this link ages ago.) I like R’n'B even less than drum and base, and I’ve never been that big a fan of Blink-182, but even so the Barker video is brilliant. It’s a fantastic example of a different spin the application of specific talent can put on something.

Needless to say, the comments on the posts are a list of banal denials and disagreements. I don’t know how Scalzi does it, incidentally. It must be like having Statler and fucking Waldorf appended to everything you write.

I didn’t really want the first post back to be so negative, but it’s got on my nerves recently and I needed to get it off my chest. Expect tomorrow’s post to be a little bit brighter.

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December 26th, 2008

The Aspects of Spider-Man

Posted by Madeley in Comics

I’ve said before that I’m not likely to be doing a delineation on Spider-Man. The character’s one of the most over-examined in comics, and writing a breakdown of the basics doesn’t strike me as worthwhile. Spider-Man seems to be forever getting back to basics, most recently during the notorious Brand New Day thing. Add in the discussions about the roots of the character that have been occuring over the past few years outside of the comics “community” due to the popularity of the films, then I’d guess another go around by me wouldn’t interesting to read, or all that interesting to write.

There is one thing I do fancy a crack at, though. Let’s posit, as I have been doing, that Spider-Man is Peter Parker’s arch-enemy, and vice versa. What does this tell us about what villains are for, and what does it tell us about their purpose in superhero stories in particular?

Let’s accept the truism that the mechanism of story is conflict. The primary conflict in superhero stories is between the heroes and the villains, obviously. And what is Spider-Man, as a character, always praised for, ad nauseum? Peter Parker’s real life (ho ho) problems. Can’t pay bills, can’t look after his aunt, can’t bring assault charges against Flash Thompson. The reason these problems are compelling in a superhero story, as opposed to being seen as an annoying tangent, is because they are Spider-Man’s difficulties. By a similar token, Spider-Man’s actions have repercussions for Parker. I’m not saying we’re dealing with separate personalities here; I think of all the superhero identity dichotomies, Spider-Man has probably the most integrated personality consistant across both identities. I’m saying that the two identities, while the same person, are in conflict with each other. And conflict in a superhero story means conflict between heroes and villains.

So, how do we define what a villain, or a hero, is? Not exactly an easy question. Maybe back in the day we could identify the two according to the colour of their hats, but it didn’t take long for ambiguity about even that to creep into popular culture. There’s plenty of things about modern culture that we can moan about, but one thing we have got right is that, regardless of our tendency to label anything we’re broadly unfamiliar with as strange, unnatural, even sinister, it doesn’t take that much time for a vocal opposition to that standpoint to spring up. I suspect that we’re good at pre-judgement, but we’re better at picking a fight. I suppose both things rise from the same instinct.

Why have superheroes, or supervillains, at all? At the most simple level, they were created to make money, obviously. They were successful- hugely successful, by any metric, and continue to be- because they’re a relatively simple way to show the extraordinary. Even today, the cinema fulfils the same purpose. We could argue that there’s nothing simple about the lengths a production goes to to film something that costs over a hundred million dollars, but I’d wager it’s a hell of a lot simpler than figuring out how to actually make someone fly.

People respond to the demonstration of the extraordinary. That’s the key. The drama of conflict is the simplest template to use, and the almost comical simplicity of good vs. evil the most efficient engine. Using incredible powers against plain criminals soon becomes too easy, offering no challenge, so soon we have villains that mirror the heroes, less altruistic characters with fantastic abilities.

There’s an elegance in symmetry, and as we’ve already fallen hook line and sinker for a black and white world, we begin looking for characters that mirror and invert our heroes. Was the Joker ever really meant to be the Batman’s arch-enemy? Did Bill Finger sit down and decide that a dark hero needed a bright villain, a twisted inversion? I have no idea, but organically that’s what the Joker came to be, perhaps not deliberately but as the most obvious vessel for the concept.

A shortcut to giving a hero an arch-enemy is to either mirror or invert the character. I doubt this is an original observation, by the way. It strikes me as the kind of thing that would have come up over at the Absorbascon, say. I don’t recall reading it elsewhere, though apologies if I’m repeating something someone else has already talked about.

An inversion of a character is the character’s opposite. The Joker is the antithesis of the Batman, and I’m sure we don’t need to go over the whole dark/bright, order/chaos thing to prove this. A character’s mirror, on the other hand, is essentially identical, but has opposite motivations. Batman’s most direct mirror would be the Wrath, though he’s rarely used. I suspect Catwoman would be the most obvious equivalent in his classic rogue’s gallery, or maybe Simone’s take on Catman.

There are plenty of others to be found. Luthor is Superman’s inversion, a man who thinks he’s a god to Superman’s a god who thinks he’s a man, while General Zod is his mirror. Iron Man has many mirrors, from the Crimson Dynamo through the Iron Monger to the Armour Wars’ Firepower (anyone remember him?). The Mandarin is his most obvious inversion, though time has weakened this. In the past, he was a communist sorceror to Stark’s capitalist science-adventurer. These days, communism isn’t an issue and his magic is just alien technology. Here’s an idea; Stark needs an inversion, a Mephisto-like being of magic. By the same token, actually, Dr Strange could do with a technology-based nemesis (his mirrors being numerous, Baron Mordo chief amongst them). Along with, you know, an ongoing title. Actually, I can’t believe he doesn’t have one, so it’s probably just me having not read enough of his comics. Suggestions in comments, please.

Thinking about it, I think this is the very thing that Mark Waid realised when he thought up leather-clad Magical Mister Doom. Change the Fantastic Four’s nemesis from mirror to inversion, open up new avenues of conflict. I know some criticise, but I liked the leather-Doom stuff and I think a lot of Waid’s FF work was spot on, although I lost interest during the somewhat hamfisted WMD-laden invasion of Iraq Latveria.

But back to the Spider’s “real life” problems. Spider-Man and Peter Parker’s conflict is between two halves of the same person, and as such the are both mirrors and inversions of one another. Which isn’t to say we don’t see external examples of this, of course, Venom being the mirror and the Green Goblin (perhaps) being the inversion. But Spider-Man and Parker are mirrors of each other (they have the same powers in and out of costume, and the same personalities) and inversions (Parker is seen as a kind, clever but dopey and largely useless man who’s secretly a criminal and who lies to everyone who’s close to him, Spider-Man is seen as a criminal but is in fact a selfless hero, and so on) at the same time.

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December 19th, 2008

The Daily Shill

Posted by Madeley in Fiction, Fractal Business

A new strip up over at the Toybox.

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December 16th, 2008

The Other Project

Posted by Madeley in Fiction, Fractal Business

The downtime wasn’t completely wasted with watching the idiot box. Well, it mostly was. But when it wasn’t, Brother Paul and I were engaged in setting up a new venture. Head over to the Toybox of Solitude, updated Tuesdays, Thursdays and Fridays.

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November 3rd, 2008

As Purple As Galactus Himself

Posted by Madeley in Comics, Fractal Business

Halloween is finished for another year, and winter has begun. With the spirit night shenanigans done with, we’ll be returning to the delineations this week. And as you may have noticed, the site has undergone a couple of changes. Very, very purple changes.

I started this Journal in June 2007, although I suppose the real anniversary is October 15th, when regular posting began (and for those interested, we’re fast approaching the 300th post, which is hard to believe). I would have mentioned something a couple of weeks ago, but we were in the middle of the delineation posts and I was on a roll, so I forgot. I think a bit of a change after a year is a good thing, although I may get fed up of the new layout and go back. For the moment, we’ll see how this goes. Anyone spot any problems or issues, or if the new template borks things up for anyone, or if you just find it unbelievably hideous, I’d appreciate a comment or an email and I’ll see what I can do.

A few thoughts on superheroes, as we’ve been discussing them a fair bit recently. With the secret identities that almost always go along with them, they’re an excellent tool for examining themes of duality, dishonesty, masks, and identity itself. I think that in recent years, the superhero genre has become obsessed with these themes, and with good reason. If you want to look grown-up and artistic, you need to define a theme, and this is the easiest and most obvious one.

How many times do we need to see the concept of ‘dichotomy’ addressed in strip form? At which point can we move on from the first ‘artistic’ interpretation of superheroes creators have been eager to play with? At some point, it needs to stop being good enough to crap out something that gives lip service to psychological analysis in order to be complemented on insight. You don’t need a story that can be dissected on multiple levels, anyway (says the man who’s been dissecting away for a couple of weeks). You just need a good superhero story.

I find myself repeating this point over and over, but it is the heart of these posts: superhero stories boil down to interactions between heroes and villains. The drift towards writing stories about how superheroes interact with themselves, how they resolve inner conflicts, is the natural extension of psychological analysis. But it’s very inward-looking, and not the ideal way to tackle a set of characters who were created as a way of externalising various things. Heroes fight with themselves, heroes fight with each other, but rarely do their comics show anything meaning from their fights with supervillains.

This is a deliberate decision on the part of creators. It’s very post-modern to characterise fighting villains as pointless, as a kind of distraction. Millar’s Spider-man sees villains deliberately created by Norman Osborn to divert heroes from doing anything meaningful (oh, by the way, Geek Fail of the day: I had to check what spelling of “Osborn” the character uses. I suppose Norman Osbourne sounds more like a banker, or a dodgy MP). Joe Casey’s Iron Man miniseries The Inevitable has Stark growing ‘beyond’ old fashioned villains. Superman and Lex Luthor’s eternal cycle of battle wastes the potential of both of them.

Very modern, very self-aware, very cynical. We must only enjoy these stories ironically, or not at all. We all have to giggle at a dumb guy in a dumb goblin costume. We are all meta now.

But I tell you, the best stories are ones where Galactus is about to eat the planet, and only the Fantastic Four can save us. Where the Joker’s burning Gotham, and Batman puts out the fires. We don’t need an excuse to enjoy this, or a way to laugh at ourselves. It is more than good enough to engage with the material within its own context. This isn’t to say I don’t like a bit of Clever in my comics. I just don’t want the same fucking Clever I’ve been reading since Alan Moore thought that having Alec Holland be really dead was Clever.

Galactus is a good example, actually. He is coming to eat your world, and you’d better find a way to stop him or everyone’s dead. Conflict doesn’t have to be dumb, just two people slugging it out. Think of the mechanics of dealing with a cosmic threat. Man versus god, Mr Fantastic’s advanced intelligence versus a mind eons old. Brute force and power in play, the Thing becoming a breed of immovable object. And the Surfer: a superb villain, one that is eventually won to our side at an enormous cost to himself. And how evil is Galactus, really? Any more evil than any creature that requires sustenance? That realisation that Galactus has an important purpose comes later than in Fantastic Four #48-50, but the seeds are there. Sure, the resolution via the Ultimate Nullifier is copoutery of the highest order, but it doesn’t negate anything that comes before. There’s a lot in here, and that’s not bad for disposable kid’s entertainment.

So let’s get our superheroes out of their own heads. Let’s have some meaningful external conflict, and not worry quite so much about how our heroes war with themselves. We’ll be addressing the matter of the Hulk this week, and it will be worth bearing some of this in mind for that, because the Hulk is perfect for both these elements: at one level, he’s at war with himself, and as a creature of almost limitless strength, he’s at war with the rest of the world, too.

That reminds me: I’ve been meaning to do some posts to illustrate what I mean by some of the concepts I’ve written about here, by way of good (and bad) stories. I haven’t so far because (a) using the scanner’s a bit like hard work and (b) I don’t tend to use many images here because I like to keep the Journal optimised for sneaky reading at work. Of course, my consideration for where you good people may be reading this blog has just gone straight out the window with the big purple manor house I’m now using as a background, so, you know. Bollocks to it. Time for some pictures.

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October 21st, 2008

This Is What I Meant When I Wrote About “Keys”

Posted by Madeley in Comics

If you haven’t read Marc Singer’s excellent take on All-Star Superman, then you should do so now. Brother Paul in particular, because it links in to something we were talking about the other day.

In short, I take back what I said about the final issue. I understand where Morrison was coming from, now, and it’s brilliant. And if Cole Odell’s theory on Luthor being Quintum isn’t correct, then it should be because it makes so much sense.

Bloody awesome.

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October 3rd, 2008

Superhuman

Posted by Madeley in Comics, Film

Oh boy, today’s post has been a somewhat difficult one. It was late in the first place, and then disappeared into the digital void, even after saving. Oh, it can be such a difficult life, sometimes.

It was initially late because I’d planned to post perhaps the most hilarious* post in the Journal’s history. Unfortunately, for that I needed a screencap from Superman: The Movie, and some copy protection thing wouldn’t let me do that. On the DVD that I paid well-earned cash to own, for a film I have bought more than once. It’s absolutely true that DRM only punishes honest customers stupid enough to act legally, and also people who want to make fun of films on the internet.

What I’m saying is, Warner Bros. and WordPress (for losing this post first time round) are to blame for today’s entry being late, and you should all write to them to complain.

Ahem.

Anyway, onwards. Finally got round to reading the final All-Star Superman, and I think I’m going to need a little time to process it. I was a little, I don’t know, not disappointed with how it ended, more that I don’t think I quite get it yet. The more I think about it the more I like it, though, and it goes without saying that it’s still packed full of brilliance, and the series as a whole is one of the best Superman stories I’ve ever written [Edit 4/10/08: read, best Superman stories I've ever read. I'm not Grant Morrison, honest. Certainly after hearing about the story Mick hints at in the comments.] But the last panel did confuse me a bit. The “2″ is very clever and all, but it seems like it should be a gimmick ending to one of the earlier issues rather than a cap to the whole series. And it looks more like advertising for a second All-Star series more than a solid ending. And Quintum may be a funky addition, but he doesn’t seem significant enough a character to be the focal point of the ending, although I suppose he’s meant to be the manifestation of Morrison himself (although, in a couple of places, I got the vibe that Lex was meant to be the Scotsman’s avatar.)

Oh, bollocks to it, I don’t really want to moan about the comic because it was great. I suppose most of my reservations come from the fact that I don’t want it to be a 12 issue series at all. I want it to be ongoing, and I want to wallow in this fantastic world Morrison, Quitely and Grant have created for a hundreds of issues.

One thing (of many) that Morrison handled perfectly was the issue with Jonathan Kent’s death, probably my favourite one of the run. Only problem is, from what I can tell, there have been hints that Pa Kent is for the chop in the main titles, too. This is a very, very bad idea. Because bringing him back into the story, post-original Crisis, added an important and interesting element to Superman’s supporting cast. By removing him again, all we’re going to get is another excrutiating death scene that’s unlikely to have anywhere near the impact his death had in the movie, or in All-Star, partly because not every writer is as good as Grant Morrison, and partly because death is so incredibly underwhelming as a plot device in comics. It has none of the resonance it used to have. In fact, far from being affected by the drama of death, these days when someone buys it I don’t feel anything more than boredom, and disappointment that the writer can’t find a single thing new or interesting to write about instead. It’s just cheap and ineffective. And damaging to the character, too; Spider-Man’s diminished supporting cast, as always, being the biggest example of this.

Speaking of the web-slinger, not reading the main title (because, as I always maintain, I don’t have as big a stiffy for rehashing the Seventies that the rest of the aging comic reading (or writing) population obviously has) I don’t know whether Aunt May still knows his secret identity, or whether she’s gone back to being a dribbling moron. In retrospect, absolutely the best thing about JMS’ run was his reinvention of May Parker as a decent character, and it’s a damn shame to lose that.

Final point about All-Star: interesting how Morrison was very clear that Superman is the character, while Clark Kent is the disguise, while latter day takes have always been the other way round. Personally, like with Batman, I’ve always been more of the opinion that there are three character elements present. In Batman’s case, the scary vigilante mask, the playboy millionaire act, and then the real personality is a third person, the one who confides in Alfred and his adoptive sons, and who never wants anyone to go through the same loss he did. For Superman, you’ve got the mild mannered reporter, the optimistic inspiring hero, and the third personality is Kal-El, the more contemplative, perhaps more alien side, the last son (ho ho, these days) of Krypton. In fact, you could make a really creepy story out the idea that he really is a cold, unknowable, Sinestro-like alien, who has to integrate into human society for his own safety, and uses the two masks as a shell to achieve this. Doesn’t quite fit with the character, mind, although I wonder if that’s how Luthor sees him.

Speaking of which, I never got the dislike some people have for the lonely alien take we saw in Donner and Johns’ “Last Son”. I quite like the idea of having the inspirational human-like take in one title (Busiek’s at the time), but the more Kryptonian take in another. No reason we can’t have both.

[*^ it may not have been all that hilarious.]

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