several issues *credited* as being written by Alan Moore, real heads may discern otherwise by said act of reading

next up, is Peter Fischer the Terrance Dicks or the Roger Holmes of Columbo?

(maybe a lot to do with how Levinson & Link saw him by adaptation time - but the 1971 pilot version is already a big step from the 1968 character, and has fully reached his archetype by the first two episodes. so you have to assume Falk was a huge influence on their reworking him for D Takes A Hand)

you can't argue with initials

Thomas Mitchell is the Trevor Martin of Columbos

you may have left your clock on 1957 Savings Time

Alt-weekly and magazine strips are largely lost media though. Even Clowes' and Bagge's early years are uncollected, Bagge's not even indexed.

(Depending on where you're ruling "eurozone" and "US," throw Vortex and Escape and Knockabout and Fox and so forth into that pile above too.)

honestly The Best Comics Of The Decade still prob a good signpost for US authors. And you could definitely have a worse time than paging through a chronologically assemblage of Honk, Bumble-Pup, Weirdo, Snarf, Cocaine Comix, Hup, Rip Off, Death Rattle and Raw et al.

OG Malcolm is incredible though, the casting director should have won an Oscar for it

yes I meant Oscar, thats how great the ensemble are at a very tricky balance of heightened / heart

A Glass Of Water isn't the best comic G-moz ever wrote but its the best comic McKean ever drew

a brief history of professional jealousy, parts 17-34

lol

I have (mis?)remembered for 30 years C. Plastercaster citing C. Poppie as one of the largest she ever did!

(Doesn't mean his performance was sustained, ofc)

Dead-End Drive-In is "what if Mad Max 1.5 but you cant drive anywhere?"

It's a fast-food joint that's only in six states, you have to try pretty hard to have it at all!

it took him 12 years to get on a label as big as Lookout! and another five records before he leveled up to the vast corporate heights of Touch & Go

what sort of ppl do you think are watching it on BBC

*initially 96-pp B&W compilations, they switched to color single issues with TERRIBLY rough color screens at or around Who Is Donna Troy?. I think all that Perez linework clean was what did it -- they were the only superhero series I ever bought as a kid, vs just getting a random issue of something.

the Australian reprints* ended partway into The Judas Contract. 30-some years later I found the trade paperback in a barber shop and resolved to finish it on subsequent visits, but the salon closed down. important message from the universe, reiterated?

hide it in a reply instead of nesting

favorite during the 80s:
Asterix
Tintin
New Teen Titans
Bloom County
and Kurtzman's Mad.

by the end of the year, I'll only have done the first ever comprehensive and restored reprint of one of these, but there are two more I'd happily take a swing at.

And the girl from Haim is in it because she was the lead in his last film, and was great in it.

(Where she was the driver in the best extended car chase sequence of that year!)

The details of the white supremacists' absurdity are very 21st century USian, but I think the patheticness that makes them absurd is universal.

It's also a screwball comedy.

It's about fascism and family, the specifics of the racial politics are personal to two of the writers but white supremacy is only an instrument of fascism because these fascists are white.

*(with that guy you like in the screening to check out the score on the biggest cinema sound system in Hollywood, according to discussion after he left the loo)

if you need an Oscar-unrelated opinion, I saw the second public screening of one of the four Vistavision prints, at the Vista, then three days later on imax at Mann's Chinese Theatre*, then six weeks later at the last showing at the Cinerama, and I can confirm it's a good movie

cruelly foiled by Vertigo not yet existing

technically not a book tbf

she never existed and was a bullshit press release that got credulously reported as real, stoking some liar company's stock price.

this thread is the first I'm hearing about a new cycle of reportage, but...

tbf I wouldn't have paid $120 if the advertising hadn't included photos of Dave Ball, and said it was "their" first time ever in the country, and the opening act was specifically Marc Almond Playing His Solo Hits