With the Avengers shot across dimensions by the Leader’s static expander, the Black Panther must face the new Cabal alone. Can he get away and gather a team of new Avengers to not only defeat the Cabal, but save the original Avengers? Meet me after the jump for my thoughts on “Avengers No More, Part Two.”
Still on the trail of the Cosmic Seed, which is giving life to whatever and wherever it touches, the Guardians of the Galaxy come to a moon, which may or may not have been Ego the Living Planet, and finds something else as well… Meet me after the hyperspace jump for my thoughts on “Bad Moon Rising.”
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, we’re talking about Glenn’s vacation on the TCM Classic Cruise, Ray’s rules for cover songs, the genius of Michael Jackson’s “Billie Jean,” and ultimately what George Brett will be remembered for. See and hear more after the jump.
Last week’s episode of “The Strain” had Setrakian’s bat cave invaded by Herr Eichorst and his posse, Gus captured by the ninja vamps, and Team Setrakian on the run in their trusty bread truck. How will season one end? Will they find the Master? Grab a stick of dynamite and follow me. Read the rest of this entry
Guest-Blogger Jim Knipp has a love-hate relationship with Zombies. After all, what is there to love or hate, heck, what is there to fear? Like Mummies, even Frankenstein can outrun them. Check out his thought process on zombies for our 31 Days of Horror, after the jump.
It’s the second weekend of Coachella 2012. Since the Pixies reunion in 2004, Coachella’s big press opportunity each year has been a high profile band reunion. In 2012, I’m most disgustingly jealous of everyone who heads over to see Refused and At The Drive In.
Last weekend however, the spotlight was stolen by Tupac Shakur’s guest spot during Snoop Dogg’s set. I can’t even count the number of times the video showed up in my Facebook and Twitter feed with some sort of “AWESOME BRO!” comment.
The animation was incredible. Appearing perfectly three-dimensional, perfectly to scale and performing a perfect montage of his greatest hits, Tupac’s performance was the creepiest, most disrespectful musical performances I’ve ever seen.