Saturday, January 20, 2018
The Evolution of Superman's Costume Over The Past Seven Years
Post-Crisis Superman circa early 2011
New 52 Superman September 2011
Rebirth Superman 2017
Superman 2018
It takes seven years to get back to where you shouldn't have left.
Labels: Superman
Saturday, September 10, 2016
Superman #6: The Comic I've Been Waiting Six Years For
Thursday, I read Superman #6 and felt something I hadn't felt in a Superman comic in a very long time: Superman.
As I put the book down, I realized something, I was smiling and then, I picked it up again and read it. It was better the second time around. It went deep into my heart. It had symbolism. It had heart. It had family. It had Superman.
Everything that has made Superman, Superman could be found in this issue. It had hope. It gave a glimpse into the future while giving us the best of the past.
There it all was: Superman rallying the souls of Krypton to simply do what's right. Not just to save his son and wife, Lois but to fight against The Eradicator's singular eugenics.
In a bit of writing brilliance, Peter Tomasi and Patrick Gleason present Superman to us through his son's eyes. We get to see Superman through the truest of eyes: the eyes of a child. As a kid, there wasn't a battle I didn't believe Superman couldn't win and with issue six, Jon Kent is us.
In an effort to defeat The Eradicator, Superman calls to one of his greatest allies and the minute he sprung into the page, I just... just... man. It's good to have him back and most likely as a faithful companion to the newest addition to the Superman family.
Maybe my favorite thing was seeing Lois Lane be amazing all over again. In the previous issue, to save her son, she donned the suit of armor Batman wore to face the fires of Darkseid's homeworld of Apokolips in order to save his son, Damian. That was deep. In that moment, her love for her family was shown as fierce as any in the DC Universe.
The final pages of this comic end with the corniest but most necessary of moments; Superman being presented with the Key to The City of Metropolis as Jon and Lois look on from afar. *sigh*
And on the final page, Superman presents his greatest creation to the two people, outside of family, who matter most. With a small "Hi," from the new Superboy and new Trinity assembled, Superman's Rebirth era, became something I went into wholeheartedly.
He is, again, a man who is sure.
He is here to stay.
As I put the book down, I realized something, I was smiling and then, I picked it up again and read it. It was better the second time around. It went deep into my heart. It had symbolism. It had heart. It had family. It had Superman.
Everything that has made Superman, Superman could be found in this issue. It had hope. It gave a glimpse into the future while giving us the best of the past.
There it all was: Superman rallying the souls of Krypton to simply do what's right. Not just to save his son and wife, Lois but to fight against The Eradicator's singular eugenics.
In a bit of writing brilliance, Peter Tomasi and Patrick Gleason present Superman to us through his son's eyes. We get to see Superman through the truest of eyes: the eyes of a child. As a kid, there wasn't a battle I didn't believe Superman couldn't win and with issue six, Jon Kent is us.
In an effort to defeat The Eradicator, Superman calls to one of his greatest allies and the minute he sprung into the page, I just... just... man. It's good to have him back and most likely as a faithful companion to the newest addition to the Superman family.
The final pages of this comic end with the corniest but most necessary of moments; Superman being presented with the Key to The City of Metropolis as Jon and Lois look on from afar. *sigh*
And on the final page, Superman presents his greatest creation to the two people, outside of family, who matter most. With a small "Hi," from the new Superboy and new Trinity assembled, Superman's Rebirth era, became something I went into wholeheartedly.
He is, again, a man who is sure.
He is here to stay.
Labels: Superman
Sunday, June 28, 2015
Off The Top Of My Head Canon
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Said it once and I'll say it again, Rashida Jones (Parks And Recreation) is absolutely my head canon Lois Lane.
Saturday, November 03, 2007
My Gog!
Just got done reading Justice Society of America #10 and after seeing this scene...




...just may have some use after all.
Labels: Justice Society of America, Superman
Saturday, October 20, 2007
DC Di-Retch
Thursday, February 15, 2007
Superman Does Not Have A MySpace Page...
He "deletes" you by not giving you a statue in The Fortress of Solitude.
Supergirl, are you listening?
Friday, February 09, 2007
It Is Awesome Indeed!
Very little seems to make me happy, nowadays. Oh, sure, sipping brandy from the skull of an enemy is refreshing every now and then but should one do so everyday, it simply becomes pedestrian.
That's why I'm a firm believer in every once in a while doing one's self a kindness. Last month, I decided to indulge myself a bit and bought myself something I've been lusting after since the days of my mis-spent youth.
Growing up in the '80's, my pimping powers having not yet manifested themselves, all that seemed to float my boat was comics and toys. So imagine my happiness when publishers started doing comics about toys.
Last month, I treated myself to my Holy Grail of toy comics and went and purchased a copy of DC Comics Presents #47, the epic first meeting of He-Man and Superman!
How was it?
The mechanism used to get these two together was contrived and the only thing more awkward than the dialogue was a duck with hooves but dammit, it was worth the price I paid for it for these five simple panels alone...


Truer words have never been written.
I can only imagine what could have happened had I gotten my hands on this comic twenty-five years ago. My little head might have exploded and a cure for "Restless Leg Syndrome" would have been found amongst my ruins.
Jittery folks' loss. Blogging's gain.
Now, having read this in my mid-thirties, the only thing that could possibly have made this comic anymore cooler would be G.I. Joe's Snake Eyes jumping out of my closet, playing the opening riff of "Walk This Way" while Salma Hayek, Halle Berry, Kristen Bell, Rosario Dawson & She-Ra wrestle naked in a kiddie pool full of baby oil to see who'll have sex with me the longest and the hardest.
Yup. Awesome indeed.
That's why I'm a firm believer in every once in a while doing one's self a kindness. Last month, I decided to indulge myself a bit and bought myself something I've been lusting after since the days of my mis-spent youth.
Growing up in the '80's, my pimping powers having not yet manifested themselves, all that seemed to float my boat was comics and toys. So imagine my happiness when publishers started doing comics about toys.
Last month, I treated myself to my Holy Grail of toy comics and went and purchased a copy of DC Comics Presents #47, the epic first meeting of He-Man and Superman!
How was it?
The mechanism used to get these two together was contrived and the only thing more awkward than the dialogue was a duck with hooves but dammit, it was worth the price I paid for it for these five simple panels alone...
Truer words have never been written.
I can only imagine what could have happened had I gotten my hands on this comic twenty-five years ago. My little head might have exploded and a cure for "Restless Leg Syndrome" would have been found amongst my ruins.
Jittery folks' loss. Blogging's gain.
Now, having read this in my mid-thirties, the only thing that could possibly have made this comic anymore cooler would be G.I. Joe's Snake Eyes jumping out of my closet, playing the opening riff of "Walk This Way" while Salma Hayek, Halle Berry, Kristen Bell, Rosario Dawson & She-Ra wrestle naked in a kiddie pool full of baby oil to see who'll have sex with me the longest and the hardest.
Yup. Awesome indeed.
Labels: Masters of The Universe, Superman
Saturday, July 01, 2006
Cousin Buzzin'
Supergirl isn't the only one who knows how to get her swerve on on with her cousin. Supergirl's Earth 2 counterpart Power Girl also knows a thing or two about the sweet Kryptonian art of cousin-buzzin'TM. ("Cousin-buzzin' " is trademark "Seven Hells!" LLC.)
You know what the greatest part of this is? The look on Black Canary's face. It is the absolute perfect melange of amazement & bewilderment. This is the exact look you will have on your face if your neighbor knocks on your door, you answer it and said neighbor drops his or her pants and takes a dump on your doorstep."I can't get used to you-- you're nothing like my cousin' Supergirl." Translation: "M-m-my super-senses tell me that she isn't anything like my cousin, Supergirl. This girl, this Power Girl, will eventually try to convince that a woman can be...ON TOP?!?"
The popular misconception is that The Star-Spangled Kid is screaming "Power Girl!" because she's in some sort of danger. Star-Spangled Kid knows well the sound a man makes after being on the receiving end of a Power Girl "Dirty Sanchez."Thank Rao, we got these two draft picks in the explosion, eh?
EEEEWWWW!!!!!
Power Girl's was just as kinky as Supergirl ever was! This panel makes one grateful for not only The Crisis On Infinite Earths and for retcons, in general. Thank God, there was no Comet The Superhorse to complicate things even further.
(Special thanks to Christopher Mah for showing me this panel.)
Labels: Power Girl, Supergirl, Superman








