I’ve gone on quite a bit about the resurgence of science fiction comics over the last half-decade on this very column. I’ve also spoken about Image Comics and their continual support for creator-owned projects that push the barriers of what comics can be.
Let me, then, speak briefly about Jeff Lemire comic books.
No matter the genre, Lemire’s stories are always about damaged, but real people and their ability to captivate an audience and warm the heart. Whether it’s a pastoral community in which a young boy discovers adult secrets (Essex County Trilogy), a post-apocalyptic future of animal-human hybrids (Sweet Tooth), a secretive stranger in a small town (The Nobody), a blue-collar worker encountering the fantastic (The Underwater Welder), or the last love story ever told (Trillium), each Lemire story stands on its own, while simultaneously painting a beautiful oeuvre of the writer’s/artist’s inner mind.
Today, that canvas is interstellar in scope as Lemire, along with acclaimed artist Dustin Nguyen, head to outer space for Descender #1.
And we’re back, after the eight-part “Agent Carter” event, we are back in the present and catching up with “Marvel’s Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.” When last we saw our heroes, the hidden city had been found, and the Diviner had been activated. People died, and people changed. The Doctor was revealed as Mister Hyde, his daughter Skye as Daisy ‘Quake’ Johnson, and no one has yet uttered the word ‘Inhumans’ …yet. Meet me after the jump, see what they become, and read my thoughts on “Aftershocks.”
Finally it’s here, the moment we have all been dreading and waiting for with anxious anticipation all this second season of “Marvel’s Avengers Assemble” – Thanos is on Earth with the Infinity Gauntlet, and only the Avengers stand in his way. As Stan ‘The Man’ Lee used to say in situations like this, “‘Nuff said!” Be prepared for the battle of the century, or based on this series’ track record, the disappointment of the century… Either way, meet me after the jump for my review of “Thanos Triumphant!”
On last week’s episode of “The Walking Dead,” Rick and the team had been invited to join the Alexandria Safe Zone, but our weary Spartans have been burned twice; Woodbury and Terminus. Will Team Rick be able to put down their weapons, to trust, to blend in? Aaron thinks they can. Sometimes, it’s hard to let down your guard. Sometimes, peace is scarier than war. Read the rest of this entry
It was a seriously lacklustre weekend at the box office, as none of the new releases managed to bring home any significant dollars. Here’s what went down:
As predicted, Will Smith and Margot Robie’s Focus managed to debut in the top spot this weekend, but it was with a fairly unimpressive number, grossing just $19 million. This is certainly not what Will is looking for; me thinks he best serves his audience in larger, tentpole style films such as Men In Black. Maybe he’s going to be rethinking returning to Independance Day as well. Unless Focus manages to find some unexpected legs, this one should come and go from theaters vert quickly.
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I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: It’s rare that a sequel is any good. Ever. But what’s even more rare is a sequel that can stand alone as well as not be awful. I’ve never seen Night of the Demons, but the other night I watched Night of the Demons 2. I knew nothing about the premise, nothing about the storyline’s history, and it didn’t matter. Most people see a sequel because the first instalment made them want to, but in this case, seeing the sequel made me want to watch the original.
On last week’s episode of “12 Monkeys,” the timeline was restored for Cole, but Cassie was forced into her own version of a bad LSD trip. Luckily, Cole and Cassie have a new sidekick; sharp shooting Aaron. Our team has to find the virus before someone sets it free. Are we ready for this weeks’ time travel swing dance? Read the rest of this entry
Biff Bam Pop! presents The GAR! Podcast, the Glenn Walker and Ray Cornwall weekly podcast where they talk unrehearsed about whatever happens to come to mind. It’s an audio-zine for your mind, a nerd exploration of a nerd world. This week, Ray returns, and we’re talking about Glenn’s movie serial stash, Brock Lesnar, and what’s good on Amazon Prime, along with all the usual stuff. See and hear more after the jump.
All of us at Biff Bam Pop are saddened to hear of Leonard Nimoy’s passing at the age of 83. You don’t become a geek without some sort of love of Star Trek, and nobody quite embodied that world like Mr. Nimoy’s Spock. We’ll be adding our thoughts as the day goes on, but in the meantime, here’s one of Andy Burns’ favourite Leonard Nimoy moments, along with the most poignant Star Trek scene you’ll view today:
I saw Mr. Nimoy in person at the Calgary Comic & Entertainment Expo in 2010. I remember the big smile he had on his face and the kindness he showed the neverending stream of fans lined up to meet him. He must have been exhausted, but it was obvious that the needs of the many outweighed the needs of the few. You could feel his gentleness and patience from across the room. The world lost a good one to the Final Frontier today. RIP, sir.
Who didn’t love and respect Leonard Nimoy? From Star Trek to Fringe and his cameo on The Big Bang Theory, he improved everything. I will miss his very distinctive voice and presence.
I’m more than a little stunned right now by his passing. Leonard Nimoy was part of my childhood, my education, my love of the genre, and now he’s gone, in this world at least. I can give you this, his last Tweet from his hospital bed:
“A life is like a garden. Perfect moments can be had, but not preserved, except in memory. LLAP”
Later, I wrote this personal essay over on my blog. Live long and prosper, sir.
Ensley F. Guffey:
As part of the central trinity of Star Trek Leonard Nimoy helped inculcate in me an enduring love of science fiction, a passionate belief in the value of space exploration, and an abiding fascination with fictional television shows that ask more of the audience than passive consumption. On a more personal note, I grew up watching reruns of Star Trek in syndication with my Dad, who was a fan form the series’ original airing. It’s one of the earliest things I can remember doing with my father, who died in 2000, and so Spock, Kirk, McCoy, Checkov, Sulu, Uhura, Scotty, et al. are inextricably tied up with some incredible, and very dear, personal memories. As with the passing of Deforest Kelly and James Doohan, Leonard Nimoy’s death leaves a hole in my heart, and the world is just a little bit less today than it was yesterday. Farewell, Mr. Nimoy, and may your next voyage be even more “fascinating” than the last.
Thinking on it, I’m a little surprised how much Leonard Nimoy was an influence on me growing up. I LOVED STAR TREK. As a kid I watched all the original series episodes, and the clunky animated series. I had the action figures, the models, the Star Fleet Technical Manual. A friend even built a full-size captain’s chair and bridge console out of wood (or his dad did) and we attempted our own Super-8 Star Trek movie, without any real script of course. I loved all the characters, but Leonard Nimoy as Spock was wonderful, the insistent rationality, the wry detached humour that nevertheless seeped through. Watching McCoy and Spock snipe at each other was endlessly amusing. And in the face of William Shatner’s glorious ham Kirk, all Nimoy had to do was cock an eyebrow on the angle of his pointed ears. Devastating. Post Star Trek, Nimoy’s In Search of… series had a big impact on me, too. Delving into all kinds of unexplained phenomena and the paranormal, Nimoy hosted the series with his trademark intelligent rasp. It anticipated a lot of the mysterious doc series on today, blending talking heads with eerie re-enactments. And Nimoy had success as a director, too, though I stayed far, far away from Three Men and a Baby. All in all, a stupendous career, and an inspiration for the rational, ever-curious, inquiring mind. Dif-tor heh smusma, Leonard, to a life well and truly lived.
Lastly, how cool is this guy?
Mr. Spock was one of my first crushes. I think that impulse has continued on for me in my lifelong attraction to the deeply intellectual. I will always love Leonard Nimoy, though, not only for his most famous role, but also for aspects of his art and being I discovered much later – his brilliant eye for photography, his narration of what came to be one of my favorite holiday broadcasts, the way he seemed to never stop creating, and how he, in every aspect I encountered, showed true concern for the heart of humanity.
I grew up watching reruns of Star Trek, introduced to the original television series by an older cousin, and fell in love with it immediately, becoming forever enamored with the onscreen friendship between William Shatner, DeForest Kelly and Leonard Nimoy.
For me, Leonard Nimoy, was always the most venerable member of the Star Trek community. Even with his philosophical battles of being pigeonholed as the character of Spock, over the last few decades he seemed to embrace that visage and grow from it. From narrator on In Search Of… to directing various films, artistic turns in writing books or as a photographer, to reprising the role of Spock in two new generations of the Star Trek franchise and even playing a caricature of himself on both The Simpsons and Futurama, his work has always moved me and has always provided an important point of discussion for my own group of close friends.
I grew up with Leonard Nimoy, and he helped usher me through the future with intellect, with wonder, with wisdom, and always with a strong sense of camaraderie. Rest in peace, Mr. Nimoy and thank you for all of that camaraderie in all of its various forms.
Leonard Nimoy was a beloved actor who brought to life Mr. Spock, an iconic science fiction character. Even I know what a Vulcan salute is, and I confess I have never seen an episode of Star Trek. I remember Mr. Nimoy hosting In Search of . . . when I was a kid, with a voice that was unmistakable. He will be missed.
I grew up when the mind set of the nation was changing. As a baby boomer and post World War 2 child of Italian immigrants, I lived during the Cuban Crisis, the assassination of a beloved president, the invasion of British music, civil rights movement, women’s liberation, the Vietnam War, and yes, the Apollo space program. When Star Trek premiered on television in 1961 it dealt with subjects mirroring what was happening in the world I lived in. It mattered not your sex, color or planet of origin; all were equal. I loved all the characters, but Leonard Nimoy’s Spock was my favorite. He was a scientist and a cool one at that. He was logical, getting us to see past the emotions and prejudices to the truth of the matter. Even though Spock hid his emotions, we all felt his pain and his joy. Spock, with his pointy ears and weird eyebrows was a guiding light to all of us who thought outside the box. If Spock could be weird and still be cool, so could I. On February 23, he posted this tweet: life is like a garden. Perfect moments can be had, but not preserved, except in memory.. I will always remember Leonard Nimoy aka Spock for allowing me to look up at the stars and dream of what would be.