Showing posts with label batman. Show all posts
Showing posts with label batman. Show all posts
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Thursday, October 10, 2013
Beware the Batman with Plastic Man Tribute...
Wow.
The recent episode of Beware the Batman (Instinct) has a nice little tribute to the Golden Age Plastic Man and his tragic artist Jack Cole. The logo for the company Batman is to investigate is "Cole Plastics" in the form of one of Plastic Man's many disguises. I actually thought Patrick 'Eel' O'Brian might show up!
Nice to see that the someone in there actually reads comics!
The recent episode of Beware the Batman (Instinct) has a nice little tribute to the Golden Age Plastic Man and his tragic artist Jack Cole. The logo for the company Batman is to investigate is "Cole Plastics" in the form of one of Plastic Man's many disguises. I actually thought Patrick 'Eel' O'Brian might show up!
Nice to see that the someone in there actually reads comics!
Friday, February 10, 2012
Late Tribute: Here's to you, Mr. Robinson...
I met Jerry Robinson at HeroesCon in Charlotte a couple of years ago. He was a very polite person as was his wife. They both probably thought I was a total idiot as I geeked and goofed out to the max. It was like watching a movie sliding out of the projector and start snaking all over the floor and what was worse, I could no more stop it than a runaway locomotive.
My demeanor was that of a 14 year old who had just met LeBron James.
I accidentally set my bag on some important papers and his wife gave me a scowl and asked me to remove the bag. I apologized and tried to tell what a million other fans had probably told him over the years. I wanted to convey my personal feelings about his work and what it meant to me but began to realize as I spoke I was just repeating what he had heard before.
His layouts, the polish to his art, the characters he helped flesh out; I floundered and flustered and tried to be more than another random fan, someone he might remember.
I failed.
Mr. Robinson was as cordial as could be but I knew he thought I was a goof who couldn't string together two sentences without help.
After he signed my Golden Age Joker Statue I said goodbye to them both and walked out of his life.
About two hours later, my con visit was starting to wind down, I sat leaned up against a wall waiting for the rest of my party to join me. I looked up and saw Mrs. Robinson coming out of the restroom alone.
No one seemed to recognize her and she was getting a bit jostled as she made her way back to the table. In a second, my Southern Gentleman came out and without a word, I took her arm and helped her back to her husband.
As she seated herself, she thanked me and Mr. Robinson gave me a smile and a nod.
That was worth more to me than the autograph, the earlier meeting or the entire trip.
I now thank you, Jerry Robinson with the words I didn't have before.
Rest in Peace.
My demeanor was that of a 14 year old who had just met LeBron James.
I accidentally set my bag on some important papers and his wife gave me a scowl and asked me to remove the bag. I apologized and tried to tell what a million other fans had probably told him over the years. I wanted to convey my personal feelings about his work and what it meant to me but began to realize as I spoke I was just repeating what he had heard before.His layouts, the polish to his art, the characters he helped flesh out; I floundered and flustered and tried to be more than another random fan, someone he might remember.
I failed.
Mr. Robinson was as cordial as could be but I knew he thought I was a goof who couldn't string together two sentences without help.
After he signed my Golden Age Joker Statue I said goodbye to them both and walked out of his life.
About two hours later, my con visit was starting to wind down, I sat leaned up against a wall waiting for the rest of my party to join me. I looked up and saw Mrs. Robinson coming out of the restroom alone.
No one seemed to recognize her and she was getting a bit jostled as she made her way back to the table. In a second, my Southern Gentleman came out and without a word, I took her arm and helped her back to her husband.
As she seated herself, she thanked me and Mr. Robinson gave me a smile and a nod.
That was worth more to me than the autograph, the earlier meeting or the entire trip.
I now thank you, Jerry Robinson with the words I didn't have before.
Rest in Peace.
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Sunday, March 6, 2011
"We Have to Kill Bathound..."
"...before he blabs to another dog or one of those pesky squirrels that have been nosing about. They're on Vickie Vale's payroll, I just know it!"
Heh.
Y'know Bats, he's been hanging out with Bruce and Dick too.
Hmmm. Let's look at this closer: While a dog's brain is only one-tenth the size of a human brain, the part that controls smell is 40 times larger than in humans. A dogs sense of smell is about 1,000 to 10,000,000 times more sensitive than a humans (depending on the breed). A human has about 5 million scent glands, as compared to a dog who has anywhere from 125 million to 300 million.
So, what'dya think: you'd put your masks on and he'd freak out wondering where you went? Like an infant in a game of peek-a-boo?
He's obviously allowed access to Wayne manor in order to get the pic. Heck, he could've just wiped his butt on the Bat-Floor and it stuck.
This is why Silver Age Batman is so cool. It's not aimed at adults but neither is it aimed at sanity.
I kid because I love!
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Monday, December 6, 2010
Italy Just Ain't Gettin' it... Part 2
Next up, we have the crime of all crimes:
Publishing a Batman comic with a gun ad(!) on the back cover.
Bats probably isn't happy especially since he has several of them pointed at him on the front cover!
More of Italy's crimes against the Bat to come.
Publishing a Batman comic with a gun ad(!) on the back cover.
Bats probably isn't happy especially since he has several of them pointed at him on the front cover!
More of Italy's crimes against the Bat to come.
Italy Just Ain't Gettin' it... Part 1
I'm sure times have changed since these items first saw the light of day but time was Italy weren't a' getting this whole Batman thing.
First they change his costume. Granted, the movie wasn't portraying the 'Dark Knight' per se but geez.
Red?
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
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