Smashing Hanson Trick of Wayne

From Billboard.com
"Former Smashing Pumpkins guitarist James Iha, Cheap Trick drummer Bun E. Carlos, Hanson's Taylor Hanson and Fountains Of Wayne bassist Adam Schlesinger have formed a new band, Tinted Windows."

Is this for real? Sounds like a pretty damn amazing band if you ask me. It's a power-pop supergroup. All they need now is Ron Dante singing lead (and a Saturday-morning cartoon show. And flexi-discs on the backs of cereal boxes.)

**P.S. Ron Dante's website has a free MP3 of a truly amazing song:
"Aunt Matilda's Double Yummy Blow Your Mind Out Brownies"

"..Alice is there and the rabbit is too,
Everyone there is waiting for you..."

The mind reels. My new favorite song.

Behind the Scenes of 'Coraline'

Sculptor Damon Bard's website has some very cool images of 'Coraline' maquettes and models as well as a couple shots of the large scale sets.

Mr. Bard is apparently the go-to-guy for this kind of sculpting and development. Besides 'Coraline' he has created sculpts for 'Ratatouille', 'Madagascar', 'Over the Hedge' and all sorts of interesting projects. Geeks of all ages will appreciate this early version of a 'Mars Attacks' dude.

I wish I could create characters in clay and just scan the damn things. CGI modeling is not the way to create interesting organic-looking models. As I write, I am struggling to create a passable, on-model version of Quick Draw McGraw in Lightwave. Not an easy task.

'Coraline' => 'Nightmare Before Christmas'

Not much I'm going to be able to add to the deserved buzz around Henry Selick's 'Coraline' other than to implore you to see it as soon as possible. 'Coraline' is miles beyond "Nightmare Before Christmas" both technically and aesthetically. And it's much more fun than the flawed (but still interesting) "James and the Giant Peach."

My only real caveat is the 3D presentation and that's probably my own damn problem. I've got a pretty wack lazy eye and my depth-perception is rather lacking in the real world. I have been watching 3D stuff in theatres since at least 'Jaws 3D' and have never seen anything that works for me (with the exceptions being certain parts of Disneyland's 'Captain EO' and the title credits of 'Friday the 13th 3D.') So the 3D effect was lost on me. I am almost wholly depth-perception challenged-please feel free to direct me to the appropriate support group.

I will note for the record that the snazzy glasses were quite comfortable and while the depth effect was nil (to me) it was akin to watching an ordinary print (although I still had to wear the glasses.) I flipped the faux-Ray Bans up from time to time and noticed that sometimes the image looked like a normal print (although a bit brighter, like a slightly over-exposed print) and the 3D stuff was only used in scenes where it would deliver a really pronounced effect. 3D only seems to work on stuff moving along a horizontal access. So putting it out in 3D may have been an afterthought. A couple obvious in-your-face tricks stand out but nothing that is going to seem inappropriate if you have to see this in plain ol' 2-dimensions.

Probably one of the best looking stop-motion works ever.

Jerry Beck's Cartoon Brew led me to some interesting articles on 'Coraline' and Henry Selick. Like a cool interview with Selick here on the AVClub and another one over at Aint It Cool.

Batman's Bad Thoughts (Part Deux)

From Superdickery.com your one-stop source for all things related to comic-book innuendo.
Courtesy of my brother, John.

Bond Reboot Redux

I haven't been hearing a lot of love for 'Quantum of Solace' - the new Daniel Craig Bond flick. I'm not sure why. I've read a couple begrudgingly positive reviews alongside complaints that Bond wasn't forthcoming in giving the ladies his Golden Gun.

(If you know what I mean.)

I don't think that the only thing going for the previous outing was the fresh take on the tired super-spy genre. It was a lot more than that. Babes, violence, Aston-Martins. What more could you ask for?

The latest go-round is about as perfect an Indiana Jones flick as you could ever ask for. Heck, it pretty much beats all the Bond flicks and 'Raiders' sequels combined. If you're looking for non-stop action and thrills. 'Solace' is basically an endless loop of chases and battles.

And I mean that as the highest praise.

The Taxonomy of Douchebaggery

The depth of weirdness on Wikipedia is fascinating and a source of endless amusement. You can troll entries and quibble over various points of fact and fiction, but the real whack stuff lies slightly hidden from view on the discussion pages that accompany the main articles. In addition to the more serious raging debates on varieties of Pokemon, you can find gems such as this meeting of future Nobel prize committee members.

It's an exhaustive debate about what exactly constitutes 'pop punk' and was apparently authored by a network of chimpanzees wearing Doc Martens and consuming way too much candy. It's entertaining to say the least.

If this is indicative of the kind of scholarship that lurks behind the average Wikipedia entry you might wanna rethink consulting their safety guidelines for d.i.y. bathtub amphetamines.

Just saying, that's all.

If you have ever engaged in this argument, please stick your wet hand hand in the nearest toaster.

Pete Wentz died for our sins.

I cribbed this topic from the Onion's AV Club.

Dik Browne Appreciation Society

Ger Apeldoorn has some neat Dik Browne stuff on his blog. Lots of advertising bits, panel gags and large scans of early 'Hi & Lois' Sunday pages.

The piece below is apparently part of the handout used to sell 'Hi & Lois.'
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More here...

Lost on Mars?

"Life on Mars" ABC Thursdays 10PM
Jason O'Mara,Harvey Keitel,Michael Imperioli,Gretchen Mol

Does anyone still watch network television? Maybe the unfortunate few still twisting rabbit ears for a dose of "Dancing with the Stars" are the primary audience. Maybe it's the few remaining denizens of the great wasteland who can't afford cable or a dish. And don't forget college students and convicts. Every once in a while "ratings analysts" bring that old chestnut out to justify the lack of desirable demographics for some sexy new show. I have spent enough time in colleges and correctional facilities and I promise you they all have cable.

In the past the big networks underwrote an entire sub-industry of people who would produce hundreds of hours of terrible pilot shows that were destined to be seen by exactly no one. It was a shotgun approach that made sense because they had so much goddamn money they could afford to make 100 hours of crap and let the rare gem that emerged from the sphincter of Hollywood underwrite the 99 turds that sunk to the bottom.

Those were the good old days.

These days, the pilot biz is pretty much toast. Network TeeVee 2.0 is looking to hit a more reliable vein and has taken to plundering various off-shore sources.

'The Office' is probably the most successful example of this trend. Exporting racy South American telenovellas? Not so much.

It's not really a new idea - 'All in the Family' and 'Sanford & Son' were ripped off from British models many moons ago.

ABC's new 'Life on Mars' is based on a BBC show although it's hard to imagine a very exciting retro 1970's cop show with Ford Cortinas and gun-challenged London Bobbies on bicycles.

Harvey Keitel on a network TV show? Who knew that would ever happen? Good ol' craggy faced Harv' reading the proverbial phone book would be enough for me to check it out at least once.

'Life on Mars' is a weird amalgam of cop show and science-fiction. A present-day NYC copper gets slammed by a car and finds himself transported to Serpico-land circa 1973. It's a pretty graceless way to time travel. The premise soon turns up a few existential notches beyond this rather crude jumping-off point. Maybe he's dreaming, maybe he's brain-damaged, maybe it has something to do with the vaguely Wall*E robot that makes a mysterious appearance in the second episode.

Based on the two episodes we've seen, 'Mars' is basically a mystery/procedural with a pretty cool gimmick. Sprinkled throughout are various kooky-spooky bits that feel pulled from the playbook of 'Lost' or 'Twin Peaks.' An interesting approach for a cop show , but if you look at the track records of the aforementioned, you're going to end up with a lot of pissed-off viewers when the whole thing doesn't really end up making much sense.

It's worth a look. But what happens if the whole thing goes down in flames after a season or so? Are viewers going to be happy with a tie-in comic book wrapping up the loose threads? I flew the coop after a few episodes of 'Heroes' for exactly that reason. It was interesting but I wrongly smelled the stench of death on it. Maybe I was wrong about 'Heroes', but I am nothing if not commitment averse.

Besides, I still don't understand what really happened with Laura Palmer.

Like it says in one of the classic rock gems sprinkled throughout 'Life on Mars', I won't get fooled again.

"One Thousand Things" No. 1 in a Series of 1000

Kentucky Fried Chicken, 10 Piece Bucket, Original Recipe.
No thank you, Mr. Flavor Flav. I still think extra-crispy is weird. I'm scared and confused when I think "crispiness" might be some weird food technology additive. The other day the guy behind the counter at the gas station pointed to an unpronounceable, exotic chemical ingredient listed on the wrapper of my Slim-Jims.

"You know what that stuff is?"
Wait for it, I'm thinking...
"Worms. They put earthworms in there."

I guess that's possible. Maybe they arrive at the Slim-Jim factory in pellet-form, encased in 55-gallon drums looking innocuous and benign. I do know that nobody at the Slim-Jim factory actually eats the stuff. Maybe the president of the Slim-Jim factory takes a bite out of one for the occasional photo opp. Still, I bet he lies when his kids ask him what he does for a living.

Slim-Jims are like sausages, it is better not to see them being made.
-Otto von Bismarck

He was a wise man, Mr. Bismarck. In addition to his stint as sovereign leader of Lower Bismarckia he spent several years as a popular rapper.

So anyway, I got a big ol' bucket of KFC "original recipe" the other night. It's been a while and I missed the Colonel. It's quite spendy to expect people to shell out $20 bucks at a place with fluorescent lights where handi-wipes are an essential part of the experience. Especially since the last two items usually signal a "happy ending" is right around the corner.

KFC seems to be one of those foodstuffs that everyone maligns and no one ever cops to actually scoring. Like Domino's or Arby's. And I happen to enjoy all three of the aforementioned second-tier fast-food emporiums. Heck, Hardee's is carving out quite the niche by offering burgers that are the caloric and fat-equivalent of a picnic cooler filled with Big Macs.

I say: more power to them. This Bud's for you!...second-tier also-rans of the fast-food omniverse! I tip my hat to Carls Jr., FatBurger and of course, White Castle Systems.

Hellboy is swell, boy!

I'm only mildly ashamed to admit that I have spent uncountable hours of my life watching the DVD of Guillermo del Toro's 'Hellboy.' Maybe, when I look back on my life and wistfully regret never having time for the 'Illiad' or Kahil Gibran, I'll rethink guzzling a forty and putting Hellboy in the DVD player for the 857th time.

Yeah, right. Non je ne regrette rien motherfucker!

I think it pretty much owns the comic book movie world. And the DVD has enough extras to choke a horse. Good ones too.

So my expectations for 'Hellboy II: The Golden Army' were high. But I was still a bit leery. It's a sequel and we all know how that can go - it's either feast or famine. For every 'Godfather II' you get a 'Spiderman 3' or 'Herbie Goes to Kazbiekastan.'

And even the best sequels suffer with familiarity. Once they reveal the ham-fisted red guy with sawed-off devil nubs, you have to raise the bar even higher. Historically, this usually leads to
bringing in cute Cousin Oliver or Henry Kissinger bombing Cambodia.

'Golden Army' mostly sticks with the stuff that made the first Hellboy flick such a wild ride. Monsters and things-that-go-bump-in-the-night at every turn. There are lots of guys in rubber suits fighting like something out of Kaiju Battel. It's a nice change of pace from the usual heavy c.g.i. creatures that have taken over monster movies. Guillermo favors evil pixies and fairies this time around instead of the heavy-handed Satanic mumbo-jumbo we saw in the first flick.

Metaphysically speaking, the lack of Satanic imagery seems a bit intentional. Maybe Guillermo had some sort of religious crisis. The dude is called Hellboy for crissakes (sorry.) But I'm not sure if you would even understand the devil guy angle just from watching this movie. Well, maybe you wouldnt if they called him RED-BOY or something. And some of the elements here point to a more wicca/gaian sensibility.

Hancock, Punky Brewster and gettin' Jiggy with the Operating Thetans

Entertainment Weekly's review snarks that 'Hancock' might be some sort of Scientology-influenced fable:

"And, oh yes, there's that talk of angels, or is it some sci-fi race of extraterrestrials who'd feel at home in Battlefield Earth?"
- Entertainment Weekly /July 1 2008

I guess this has some connection to speculation that Mr. Smith is getting all jiggy with the e-meter. Mr. Smith issued a statement denying he is a member of the highly respected Hollywood organization. Willy says he was just sticking up for his home-slice, Tom Cruise.

He also refused comment about his relationship with the controversial Reverend Leroy of the Church of What's Happening Now!

I think Scientology is goofy as fuck, but enough already. Entertainment Weekly has such a hard-on for regurgitating tired pop culture references - like slamming Tom Cruise's favorite cargo-cult - that I'm beginning to feel sorry for Kirstie Alley. If I have to hear about Maverick jumping on Oprah's couch one more time, I'm going to slit my fucking wrists.

I think E.W. is run by a cult that brainwashes journalists into thinking Broadway musicals and Time-Warner's gay channel are actually interesting to anyone. If old-media is a sinking ship, the Time-Warner flag is flying from the crow's nest - and copies of Time magazine and Entertainment Weekly are pasted to the tits of the wooden mermaid on the bow.

Have you picked up a copy of Time magazine lately? It's almost five bucks and it's skimpy page-count is thinner than the Watchtower or a drugstore coupon book. And at least those are free.

Plus, they teach me the importance of donkeys and when sunflower seeds are B.O.G.O.

And really E.W. folks - 'Battleship Earth' jokes? You couldn't come up with something more relevant? Like maybe another Punky Brewster reference? (At least eight this year. See for yourself here.)

Now, where was I...

Oh yeah, Hancock. This movie kicks ass. I liked 'Iron Man' as much as the next geek but was it really anything to write home about? The last half was the same big battle we've seen a million times before. Same with the new Hulk flick. Except on the big screen, Sonic the Hedgehog always beats Dr. Robotnik.

Hancock has the requisite big bucks effects sequences but it really turns on a genuine story and a plot with at least a couple of interesting twists. Stuff happens that genuinely surprises you. Pretty big leap for a superhero flick.

Hancock isn't a masterpiece and it does have a bit of a mawkish, feel-good vibe, but that stuff is fairly minimal and the 12-step stuff goes by quickly. Visually, it's quite blazing. When the action starts, it flies along at a billion miles an hour. When things get all touchy-feely, the camera presses right into peoples faces until you can count their eyebrows. It's got a slick but fresh look.

And I've mentioned this phenomenon recently, but it bears repeating: if your cgi effects are a bit cheesy and you get out of them fast enough - and keep the scene zippy - no one will notice.

Go man! Go! Faster! Faster!

If I liked it enough to defend Scientology and Tom Cruise in the process, that tells you something.

And the opening chase scene is scored to J. Geils Band's "Whammer-Jammer." How cool is that?

More movies could use some of the ol' Magic Dick.

That's what she said!!

Zing!

Hold This Tiger

Bud Blake had a killer way with shapes and lines. Blake's unheralded strip 'Tiger' ran for almost forty years in a zillion papers. You could erase all the text in a 'Tiger' strip and still know all you need to know about the characters from the superb artwork. I'm surprised Blake never worked in animation. His stuff is so kinetic and action oriented.

Imagine if 'Hi & Lois' ever got off their asses and did something. Maybe if Hi ever put down his goddamn pipe and newspaper and played catch with Chip, he wouldnt be such a surly proto-emo kid, lounging on his bed all day reading funny books.

Maybe if Hiram Flagstone wasn't so lazy, he would notice his infant daughter Trixie has been in the sun too long and is starting to hear voices.

Did you know that Lois Flagstone is Beetle Bailey's sister? I swear this is true, it was printed on the computer internet.

But I digress...

Some nice examples of 'Tiger' and Blake's earlier gag panel work here.

Check out the lettering on Blake's self-penned NCS bio.