It’s that time again! Every week, we here at [Insert Pop Culture Reference] each like to share something that we loved this week. Because being a fan is all about spreading the love, and we’re all big fans of well, pretty much everything under the sun.
Angel: My first thought this week was to pimp out some old school Uncanny X-Men, simply because I’ve been reading it and there’s nothing more wonderful that cheesily written comics from the 1970s where everyone thinks in exclamations. But instead, I thought I’d pimp out something that’s had me laughing on and off for the past few weeks: the sketches of Derrick Comedy.
I know I’m late to the game here (in fact, I hadn’t heard of these guys until Comic Con last month despite their strong internet following) but their sketches have had me laughing out loud every time I watch them. The humor is crude and sometimes a bit shocking, but it’s totally my type of humor.
My favorite, without a doubt, is “New Bike”.
Stefanie: While there were plenty of new things to love this week (last Sunday’s True Blood springs immediately to mind, oh man), I spent this week indulging in a love of things past, discovering, however slowly, the old Classic X-Men comics. The process is somewhat slowed down by having to go to the local comic book store (which, by the way, is also awesome over here) and fork over some cash (of which I have very little), but it’s so worth it. The short-lived late Eighties title was basically a set of reprints of the major Uncanny issues, sometimes with extra subplots slipped in, but it had the added bonus of a second story added in after the first. That second story was always more character-driven, sometimes related to the first, sometimes not. My favorite so far? Classic #36, in which Moira MacTaggert considers cloning her dead supervillain son.
In more recent fair, I just powered my way through X-Men First Class and on into the new Uncanny X-Men First Class, and I’m kind of in love with it. While the art can be a little cartoony, this is one instance in which I don’t find that to be detrimental. Plus there’s nothing to beat the Uncanny Giant-Size, with Wolverine telling Moira the made-up story of how he got his powers and joined the X-Men.
Chantaal: The current run of X-Force (helmed by Craig Kyle and Christopher Yost) has been a pretty intense ride, but like any story, there are low points. X-Force‘s crossover with Cable in the Messiah War arc kind of hit the brakes with the title, wasting three issues on a storyline that could probably have been taken care of in one or two. Not to mention the guest artists during Messiah War? Not so great. I’m a huge fan of Mike Choi’s clean art work and Sonia Oback’s amazing coloring, so seeing them back in a full issue was satisfying. (A print of X-23 I bought from them at Comic Con graces my wall right now.)
X-Force #18 brought the team back to the present, most of them separated by the time stream as they traveled. Warpath got a few pages to be awesome (as he should), guest mutants Hellion and Surge held their own with Wolverine and Angel, with Elixir saving the day, and in what’s possibly the only low point, Wolfsbane and her wolf love fight…Gods. Or something. I don’t know, I didn’t care enough to pay close attention.
The high point, the sheer joy of the issue was X-23 and a figure from her past returning to wreak havoc (if you’ve read the Target X series and know her backstory, you know who it is). The violence of where her story line has led to, the black humor, the emotion…it’s fantastic. Sure, that makes me sound insane, but that’s the whole point of X-Force, as Warpath put it in an early issue. They’re killers. They’re all about blood. This is not the X-Men who deal with PR or your Runaways or Spider-Man Loves Mary Jane. This is a book for adults who can appreciate a damn good story, and I’m glad it’s back on track.
Lina: A newly found guilty pleasure in the form of the syndicated show Legend of the Seeker, which is based on the series of books by Terry Goodkind. By no means high art, there is something vaguely appealing about it (re: the titular character as played by Craig Horner being consistently sans shirt) and it is filmed in the ever stunning New Zealand. While I do expect Narnians and/or the creatures of Middle Earth to rear their heads any moment and more often than not the dialogue makes me cringe I can’t help but love it. There is something strangely addictive in the fact that there are scenes where they are trying to convey the seriousness of destroying the evil overlord that are immediately followed by a tall, gangly naked old man with a fondness for chickens and weird sayings. Sometimes a little cheese is just what we need.
Conversely, I have been digging the heck out of Amy Millan’s (of the Canadian band Stars fame) new solo album “Masters of the Burial”. Featuring a whole slew of help from her friends including Leslie Feist and Liam O’Neil of the Stills. A great gentle album that features a cover of Death Cab’s “I Will Follow You Into the Dark”, my personal favourite is “Old Perfume” in which she likens a past lover to a smell that brings back things she’s forgotten that she misses. Beautiful and haunting it has become a staple on my iPod already.