The Replacements - Black Diamond
I really hope the new TMNT movie becomes this generation’s Super Mario Brothers movie.
Oh no :(
I hope the VFX dept. goes on strike and we just get this
no turtles just this.
Holy shit is that a FRACTAL on the jumpsuit??
i tweeted earlier about a scene in SATELLITE SAM where a torch singer is singing a torch song; of these things, beyond their existence, I know nothing. So I trust Howard, or our editor Tommy The K, to suggest good ones. For the purposes of layout, though, i put in dummy text from a 2 Live Crew song, because the idea of Howard Chaykin reading 2 Live Crew lyrics delights me to no end.
Here’s what a panel of my script looks like:
A few things to keep in mind: it’s the second time we’ve seen the location, so there’s some economy going on; also I’ve been writing for Howard for years now and we’ve got a degree of simpatico happening. By and large, though, what I think every format, regardless of what it looks like, needs is clarity, simplicity, and speed. Is there ANY WAY your artist can get confused about what page they’re on, what panel they’re on? Is it completely fucking obvious what the dramatic beat is, who speaks, what they say, and the order in which they say it? Are you spending more time formatting than you are actually writing (I was guilty of this for a long time)? HOWEVER you get it down, do it with precision, clarity, and swiftness. A script should be about the page, the panel, the story — not a design element unto itself. I used to spend as much time designing the document as i did writing it. Silly.
Now, to get self-critical for a second… that second shot, which could work in film, will be a pig to make happen in comics. it is in fact BAD COMICS WRITING — that kind of deep-focus stuff isn’t the best tool sometimes. So why’d I write it? Well… Howard can do it, one; Were I to guess? Howard will take the angle from the door and GENE will enter from panel left and in the background we’ll see EVE — so I could’ve written it smarter, leading off with GENE instead. But sometimes when I write I just let the camera float and trust my collaborator will make me look like i know what i’m doing.
Two, sometimes I think there’s value in preparing a kind of menu and letting your collaborator carve away what they don’t want. Here are ALL THE THINGS happening in the frame around the dramatic beat that demands the image be shown. The beat is: Gene arrives late. The rest is Howard’s to find. The club, the singer, the crowd, the ambiance… he’ll find it.
And three, sometimes it’s just bad writing and you know in your heart of hearts your collaborator will in fact bitch about you but fix it, so fucking deal with it, let them solve the problem and make you not look like a hack, and get on to the next thing. then maybe think twice before posting it on your blog but at this poing you’ve already typed all this bullshit out so blahhhrrg
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Awesome Ron Regé, Jr. tattoo!
I’d get a Ron Regé Jr. tattoo.
KOBE BRYANT and the 40-MILE BIKE RIDE
Interesting tidbit from an article on the Clippers’ Blake Griffin, by ESPN’s Ramona Shelburne:
Blake Griffin needs to know if the story is true. Ever since he first heard it last July, he’s been obsessed with it.
“The first night we all got into Las Vegas last summer for the USA Basketball camp, I heard Kobe went on some 40-mile bike ride at night through the desert,” Griffin says. “Forty miles? At night? You think it’s true?”
Before I can answer, Griffin continues:
“When I found out about that bike ride, I was so tempted to ask him if I could go next time.”
This is my favorite part about Kobe: you assume this story is true. Forty miles in the desert? You don’t even question it.
…in this moment, all Griffin wants to talk about is whether or not Kobe Bryant really got on a bike and rode 40 miles through the desert last July.
“I love that stuff,” Griffin says. “I love all those stories.”
The story Griffin heard turns out to be true. And it goes something like this: Bryant told his longtime trainer, Tim Grover, that he wanted to add in bike training to his summer conditioning. Grover researched a trail in Las Vegas, rented three bikes — one for Bryant, one for himself and one for Bryant’s security guard — and on the night before the first day of practice, they each put on headlamps and headed out to the trail and rode.
“We finished up around 2 a.m.” Grover said. “And we were back in the gym working out by 7:30 in the morning.”
And that’s just it. To Blake Griffin, and most of the NBA, these are just stories.
To Kobe Bryant, that’s a Tuesday night.
A publicity still for the 1967 Yakuza film Branded to Kill, aka 殺しの烙印, directed by Seijun Suzuki.
A Giorgio Moroder story: apropos of his appearance on a certain new album — a few years ago on ILX, someone named Tilman posted saying he’d been doing research into “I Feel Love“‘s production, saying he was “particularily interested in the delay effect that he uses to “double” the synth riff, and the other means with which he creates “metrical dissonances”, e.g. the echo effects.” He indicated that he’d contacted Moroder directly about this. Moroder replied with this graphic, adding:
“Dear Mr. Tilman
this is the only way i can help you
This is the greatest thing ever, of course. Credit to my friend Grady for the reminder.
dinnerman asked: Who do you think would win in a fight between Thanos and Apocalypse? And how screwed would the Marvel Universe be if they teamed up?
Hm I’m gonna go with Apocalypse.
Very very very very very very very very very screwed.
vin31 asked: Hi Sam, Will A.I. Avengers have a tie-in issue or involve in Infinity event?
Nope, no tie ins currently planned.
But I know the secrets of INFINITY and it is going to be awesome.
Russia’s bears, no longer able to resist the sweet temptation of gasoline, have found themselves suffering from a good, ol’ fashioned jet fuel addiction.
More specifically, it’s the bears living on the Kronotsky Nature Reserve that have taken to huffing jet fuel out of old barrels until they’re woozy enough to hit the ground. The adorable, 1,200 pound junkies will even go so far as to actively stalk helicopters for their fix, scavenging for and sucking up any excess fuel as it leaks onto the soil.