Uncanned X-Pun


Why can't the X-Men use Twitter?

A whole heapin' lot of X-Men

Because you're limited to 140 characters.

I've been holding onto that one at least since the X-Men: First Class movie came out.

And if anyone knows a better graphic to run here than the above stuffed-but-not-stuffed-enough shot that looks to have been drawn by Carlos Pacheco (inker, colorist, and source unknown), they're more than welcome to tip me off to it.


Image copyright year of production, featuring characters who are trademarks of, Marvel Comics.

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Muppet Monday


When these posts began their avowed purpose was to make sure the blog had some content while my attention was mostly directed elsewhere, stoking my own and hopefully my readers' enthusiasm for the new Muppet movie.



Of course these past few months have ended up being among the busiest on the blog, not only in terms of posts posted but viewers viewing them — which is one reason why I decided to keep the new content flowing with more than just Muppet Monday stuff, but that too, even after the movie opened. I'll share some further thoughts on bloggy business in a couple of weeks; right now I'm wrapping up this volley of Muppet Monday with one last round of links.

Here's a list of seven sites for Muppet lovers interested in further exploration, most official and most mentioned on the blog before.

Stocking Stuff


Christmas is here. As always, I wish you a day of peace — and family, and tradition, and fun. My grab-bag of goodies is especially full of music this year.

I heard a very clever parody of The B-52s' "Love Shack" called "Toy Sack" on WXPN the other day. Bob Rivers apparently wrote and recorded the ditty for his 1997 album More Twisted Christmas. His version is on Vimeo set to holiday lights at the preceding link.



Photo © 2011 Brian Saner Lamken.

This year the winter holidays have been a bit different for my family. We had a bunch of cousins move up here to the Philadelphia suburbs from South Florida this past summer, bringing with them an annual tradition of doing Christmas big, whereas usually I either try to visit my father in New Jersey or hang out with friends if I'm able to get out at all. Last weekend there were almost twenty of us decorating cookies; the menorah with the blue background at the bottom of the photo up there and the Christmas tree right above it are both mine, paying homage to my interfaith heritage.

I Melt with You


We've had this little travel-sized, traditional-styled Chanukah menorah for
at least as long as I can remember.

Small traditional Chanukah menorah with melted candle wax in different colors all over it

I'm fonder of it with every passing year, not just for the memories but for how its collection of "battle scars" — little bits of leftover wax, never completely scraped off the arms and base or entirely gouged out of the little cups that hold the candles —
have accreted over the years to give it some extra character.

Projections




The last three movies I saw were about movies. And one of the next ones I see probably will be too, as The Artist is opening soon at my local art-house theater. I came to this realization walking out of a screening of My Week with Marilyn the other day, my last cinematic indulgences having been Hugo and The Muppets.

While the Muppets actually put on a telethon in The Muppets, and the film's cornerstone reference is TV's The Muppet Show rather than the 1979 Muppet Movie (reprises of "The Rainbow Connection" notwithstanding), it's about movies in the way the characters make metatextual references— in the broader sense of the word; "metacinematic" if you prefer — to being in a movie.

Hugo could be said to be a movie about the moviegoing experience by virtue of the way in which it takes full advantage of the medium of film — the 3D process in particular. Of course, Hugo is also about movies themselves in the very literal fact of its plot involving silent-film auteur Georges Méliès. The scenes of Méliès and company producing his early-1900s fantasias is a highlight of Martin Scorsese's masterpiece, as is the opportunity to see actual clips from classics of early cinema featuring Harold Lloyd, Buster Keaton, Louise Brooks, Douglas Fairbanks, and Charlie Chaplin rendered in Hugo's surprisingly thoughtful 3D.

Muppet Monday


Jimmy Fallon returned to Saturday Night Live this weekend — and so did Horatio Sanz, Tracy Morgan, and Chris Kattan, to help him close out 2011 with a rendition of their old standard "Christmas Is Number One".

Horatio Sanza with Kermit, Fozzie, Animal, and Gonzo on the 'SNL' stage decorated with holiday lights
Screencap © 2004 NBCUniversal.

The last time the song was performed on the show, seven years ago, Sanz was the only one of the four still in the cast, and stopped the tune almost before it had begun when he realized there was nobody to back him up. Until, that is, Kermit the Frog popped up to tell Horatio that his friends would happy to join in... Here's the video from this past Saturday, to jog your memory, and the previous clip with the Muppets.

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Muppet Monday



Screencap © 2011 Disney.

Given that last week's installment was another long one — also that I've had trouble posting, with both that and this going up late — I thought I'd keep today's Muppet Monday brief. A music video for the song "Man or Muppet" from The Muppets (performed by the new Muppet, Walter, and Jason Segel as his human brother Gary) has been released with clips from other parts of the film interspersed with the song's scene in the movie. For those who've seen The Muppets, the song is a treat to revisit, but for those who haven't seen it and plan to there are some surprises spoiled — like what's probably the funniest cameo in the film, even if like me you don't actually watch the show that made the actor in question famous.

Ghosts in the Machine


Whether you're fortunate enough to still be in touch with your sense of wonder or have lost it and thought it never to be regained, I beseech you: See Hugo.



Directed by Martin Scorsese from John Logan's screenplay, based on Brian Selznick's acclaimed book The Invention of Hugo Cabret, Hugo is 126 minutes long. About 120 of those minutes are pure cinematic nirvana. I'm almost mad, yet also strangely relieved, that no matter how many films I see as this stacked season progresses — and no matter that it's difficult to compare movies of wildly different styles, aims, and approaches — I've clearly seen the most fascinating, most captivating movie of the year (unless, somewhat ironically given their subject matter, The Artist ends up matching it).

I haven't yet read Selznick's book, although I plan to do so before I see the movie again, so I can't say how faithful the film is to it. I can only tell you that Scorsese has delivered a masterpiece.

41 Favorites: #5


The look at some of my favorite things begun last year after my 40th birthday is finally continuing. Now, though, it's 41 Favorites, since I took over a year off after my last post; I'm going to try to wrap it up before I turn 42.



My fifth favorite thing in alphabetical order of the bunch that I spitballed last October is the music of Edie Brickell.

Muppet Monday




Above is a neat homage to the iconic, oft-mimicked Robert Freeman photograph used on the cover to 1963's With The Beatles and early the next year for the US release Meet The Beatles! It's from a recent Parade article titled "Meet the Muppets (Again!)" — which is also the general theme of this post.

Yucky and Mean


Due to me being under the weather, some posts that should be up are getting delayed even further. Here to start the month off with some fun is the lucky 17th edition of the word-verification definitions that I leave when commenting on other blogs, starting with a seasonal one that's been gathering virtual dust until the holidays came back around. You can find an explanation of what's going on here and a collection of all the definitions to date on the phenomenon's dedicated page, "Meaning Full".

adynog — [ad ee nahg] n. (Spanglish) Having promotional material in one hand, a traditional Yuletide drink in the other.

britend — [brit end] n. 1. A bum (not a panhandler; a tush, a fanny, the buttocks region) in Merry Olde England. 2. Farthest point of the United Kingdom's territorial waters in the English Channel or Atlantic Ocean.

colifou — [koh ly foo] n. French bacteria strain that takes your sanity.

copone — 1. [kop wun] v. Get handsy. 2. [koh pohn] v. Make cornbread in tandem.

Exhiali — [eks hee ah lee] Alien race of heavy breathers.

Flumenta™ — [floo men tuh] The first FDA-approved treatment for psychic influenza.

grizato — [grih zah toh] n. Italian ice cream made from brown bears. [No animals were actually harmed in the creation of this definition.]

End Notes


Well, America got it right in voting Pentatonix winners of this year's edition of NBC's The Sing-Off. I was a bit bummed that just about everybody turned in sub-standard performances on Monday night's live finale, when presumably viewership would get a bump from Dancing with the Stars' absence; maybe it was the lack of pressure, since voting was already closed, but more likely the crazy rehearsal schedule and holiday weekend are to blame. Friends who finally tuned in after hearing me rhapsodize about Pentatonix, Afro-Blue, and Urban Method have my apologies.


Photo © 2011 NBCUniversal Media LLC.

I complained in a post last month about the judges' inexplicable preference for certain groups over others — on the whole, traditional large university-based ensembles beating out more inventive, idiosyncratic but clearly cooler combos. Not that a cappella is all about being "cool", nor that I have an inherent dislike of the collegiate model; quite the opposite, in fact.

Muppet Monday


Since my review of the new Muppets film isn't done, I offer some snippets of songs from the movie



The scene in which Camilla the Chicken and friends sing — well, bwawk — the hit single known politely as "Forget You" is a showstopper. I lie not; in the theater, the audience was laughing raucously the entire length of the number. While the clip on DisneyMusic's YouTube channel incorporates other footage (and inserted audio) from the film, in the movie itself the scene is center-stage, uncut, and much the funnier for it.

Siteseeing: Quick Hits


I saw The Muppets last night. You could find a worse way to spend a couple of
hours — many, many worse ways, in fact, among them enjoying a hot-fudge sundae after a Swedish massage; I almost unreservedly loved it. A review's on the way, but for now I present one more movie-related video to add to the onslaught from Muppet Tuesday last week: a pre-film policy trailer for AMC Theaters that advertised the gang's return to the big screen.



More Muppets after we break for some timely comics-related stuff — the first of which is actually related to Timely Comics...

The Old Soft Sell


I'll be spiffing up the blog in the coming months — re-sizing graphics that are too big since the recent template change and making other long overdue corrections to older posts to the extent possible. One noticeable change will be the addition of links in relevant posts to items mentioned therein sold on Amazon, just as you'll find in some newer posts. Why?

'amazon.com' logo

Cue the boilerplate: Blam's Blog is a participant in the Amazon Services LLC Associates Program, an affiliate advertising program designed to provide a means for sites to earn advertising fees by advertising and linking to Amazon websites. [Adventures in Comicology, the site I've established to archive my writing on comics, will be too.]

Muppet Monday


Jason Segel was joined by the Muppets in his monologue this weekend on Saturday Night Live. The real highlight, though, was Kermit the Frog showing up during Weekend Update to join anchor Seth Meyers in one of my favorite recurring segments in all of SNL. Ladies and gentlemen: Really!?! with Seth & Kermit. Yaaayyy!!!


Screencap © 2011 NBCUniversal Media LLC.

I must say that Kermit oversold it at times, but at least they let the follow-up to the "sausage casings" line go with relative subtlety.

If You Meta the Batman, Kill the Batman


The seemingly paradoxical nature of the Zen koan that was adapted for this post's title is reflected in its subject: Friday night's series finale of Batman: The Brave and the Bold.

Bat-Mite sitting at a laptop with 'Batman: The Brave and the Bold' on the screen
Image © 2011 DC Comics.

I expect that fans who loved the series loved the episode, titled "Mitefall" — a reference to Bat-Mite, the magical imp who appeared regularly in the often-goofy Batman comics of the early 1960s, and to Knightfall, the grim-'n'-gritty Batman storyline of the early 1990s. It references many of the show's most popular traits and co-stars B:TBATB's breakout version of Aquaman, a pompous cross between the classic incarnation of DC's sea king, his Marvel counterpart Namor the Sub-Mariner, and Gaston from Disney's Beauty and the Beast.

Muppet Thursday


Despite the almost reverently expectant note on which my last post ended, I carry a small amount of dread that The Muppets will be unfulfilling or, worse, offensive in some way to its heritage — and moreover I understand that no matter how satisfying it may be on the whole it can't help but lack an essential ingredient.


Promotional photo for The Muppets Celebrate Jim Henson © 1990 Muppets Studio LLC.

I'm speaking, of course, about Jim Henson, who invented the Muppets, performed Kermit the Frog (among many others — including Rowlf the Dog, as much his alter ego as the little green dude), and guided a sublimely creative, colorful enterprise for decades.

Muppet Tuesday




Next Wednesday The Muppets will be released by Walt Disney Pictures. Since the countdown to the film was the impetus for these Muppet Mostly-Mondays, I figured that now would be a good time to share the numerous posters and links to the various trailers that have been produced to date.



The Muppets' first trailer debuted May 20th online and in theaters with Disney's Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides.

Muppet Monday


I'm very sorry that this post is going up late. And I realize that there was no Muppet Monday installment at all last week, although I'll try to make it right by doubling up one week soon.

What can I say? Accidents happen. Things fall apart.

If you don't believe me, ask the cast of that hit musical Spider-Monster...


Screencap © 2011 Sesame Workshop.

Jobs Report


I hadn't submitted any entries to the online Late Show with David Letterman Top Ten Contest in several months until doing so this week — and coming up with a winner.

As usual, I threw in a couple of options that weren't stellar along with my personal favorite(s), because you never know what will ring the bell of whomever makes the selections. 

Here are my...

Top Five Surprises in the Steve Jobs Biography

5. He slipped Bill Gates' barber a fifty every month for 30 years.

4. But for the flip of a coin, he'd have been wearing black pants and a denim turtleneck every day.

3. His kids had to show him how to program the VCR.

2. Ironically, he got the idea for the Apple when a book about Isaac Newton hit him on the head. (Think about it, people!)

And the Number One Surprise in the Steve Jobs Biography...

Hounds and Fury


What if Scooby-Doo was genuinely spooky... and every member of the Mystery Machine gang had paws... and, supernatural stuff aside, the setting was surprisingly realistic... and the end result was totally awesome?

You'd have Beasts of Burden, a delightful breed of horror stories featuring ghosts who walk, creatures that stalk, and most particularly dogs who talk (to one another), created by comics virtuosi Evan Dorkin of "indie" fave Dork! and Scary Godmother author Jill Thompson. I've blogged about both before, Dorkin briefly in April and Thompson back in May 2009 when I first praised her bewitching work on Magic Trixie; I'll blog about 'em again, too.

Front of 'Beasts of Burden: Animal Rites' hardcover

The initial BOB story was published in 2003's The Dark Horse Book of Hauntings. "Stray" introduced us to the troop — or didn't, actually, jumping right in and making us figure out the dogs' names from dialogue as we went along, but that's the closest thing I might have to a complaint about it. We meet them as they attempt to summon a so-called Wise Dog to help them figure out the strange sounds, smells, and sensations surrounding beagle Jack's new doghouse.

"My grandpa told me when I was a pup... 'Howl at midnight, three strong,'" Whitey, an excitable terrier, assures his pals after the invocation seems to fall flat. "Then again, they did put Grandpa down the next day."

Vocal Opposition




I've had to restrain myself mightily from blogging on NBC's The Sing-Off each week. As I proved last year, I'm capable of going on at ridiculous length about the show, given my love for a cappella music and creative arrangements of pop songs in general. Until now I've been successful at holding back, but my resolve finally broke last night after the latest in a string of confounding eliminations.

The Sing-Off upped its roster this year to a stunning sixteen groups, starting with two brackets of eight groups each. My early favorites in the first bracket were Afro-Blue, Delilah, and Urban Method, although Delilah soon proved uneven; second-bracket standouts were The Collective, Pentatonix, Sonos, and North Shore. It's curious to me that of these groups all but North Shore, a traditional male doo-wop quintet, and Delilah, an all-women's outfit based on the collegiate a cappella model, are smaller and more experimental.

Muppet Monday


Halloween's only a week away, which means that it's time for Dr. Bunsen Honeydew and Beaker over at Muppet Labs to perfect the Carve-O-Matic.


Screencap © 2009 The Muppet Studio LLC.

Jersey Boys




I didn't get around to publishing this post during the regular season, and the Phillies' early exit from the playoffs left me too bitter to come anywhere near the subject of our national pastime. Since yesterday's unnecessary behemoth of a disquisition tied a belated bow on 2011 baseball for me, however, it's now or next year to discuss my favorite jersey accents.

We're not talking about Tom Kean, Danny DeVito, or Joe Pesci here.

P Funk


The World Series began last night, with the St. Louis Cardinals taking Game 1 from the Texas Rangers. I didn't watch.

I'm still bummed about my Phillies falling to the Cardinals in the NLDS playoffs, which is a large part of the reason why. As I wrote in the last week of the regular season, 2011 was a banner year for the Phils — which makes it all the more confounding (if not ironic) that they didn't win a pennant. Charlie Manuel's team won a franchise record 102 games, by far the best mark in the major leagues, yet as more than one wag put it the team's ballyhooed four aces were beat in the first round of the playoffs by a wild card; none of the wags, as far as I know, referred to the Phils as royally flushed.



There are those — fans, journalists, and ballplayers, not necessarily in that order — who believe that even (perhaps especially) a stellar regular season is for naught if you don't make it to the World Series.

Muppet Monday


Just a quick (and late) link this week: OK Go's rendition of The Muppet Show's theme song, featuring the Muppets themselves.


Screencap © 2011 Walt Disney Records.

It premiered on Vevo, where you'll also find a behind-the-scenes short. The band's other intricate efforts are referenced throughout. Don't forget to close the annoying ad at the bottom if you get one and expand the video player to fullscreen...

The song is now available on Amazon as a single MP3 download or as part of The Green Album in CD or MP3 form. If you purchase the song or anything else after clicking through the links in this paragraph, Blam's Blog receives a small percentage of the sale. OK? Go!

Dead October



Bob Mahoney photo of The Walking Dead cast © 2011 TWD Productions LLC.

The Walking Dead begins its 13-episode second season tonight at 9 p.m. ET on AMC.

Its character work — the hallmark of AMC's original series, thanks to brilliant contributions on both sides of the camera — makes Dead recommended viewing for anyone who can stomach the viscera and suspense-laden filmmaking that are endemic to a show set during a zombie apocalypse. You don't have to be a horror enthusiast to enjoy it, however, any more than you have to know or care about the advertising world or crystal meth to get hooked on the stellar storytelling in Mad Men or Breaking Bad. Sure, The Walking Dead is about survival in a world where a global outbreak has left living, breathing humans the minority amidst hordes of shambling corpses whose only instinct is to feast on fresh flesh and transfer their disease, but the emphasis is on the stark reality of our protagonists' existence.

For those who missed the 6-episode first season that debuted last Halloween, or just want to watch it again, AMC is airing it in order today starting at 2:30 p.m. ET (1:30 p.m. CT). The 90-minute second-season premiere follows, repeating at 10:30, after which comes a live special discussing the show called Talking Dead. Extras including behind-the-scenes videos and six brief "webisodes" are available the above-linked site.

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Old and Mean


I'm not feeling particularly grumpy, nor am I going to wax philosophical about age here like I did in my last birthday post. Really the title is just to keep up the usual conceit of my word-verification definition offerings. For those not familiar with the phenomenon, I've explained it on the dedicated page that collects accumulated entries to date.

antick — [an tik] n. 1. Ye olde foolish behaviour. 2. Half ant, half tick.

bledlump — [bled lump] 
n. A smidge of clotted exsanguination.

botica — [bah tih kuh] 
n.  The study of 'droids and other 'tomatons.

Clola™ — [cloh luh] Clam-flavored cola. [Don't knock it 'til you've tried it.] [Uh... But don't try it.]

derbsaly — [durb suh lee] 
adv. About or referring to a horse race (or a sporting contest in general). "Derbsaly speaking, Kentucky is my favorite."

G Love


If your life was lacking Glee tonight due to those gosh-darned baseball playoffs, maybe some day-after-Monday Muppetude will get you grinning again. Sesame Street has given us some great goofs on popular songs and TV series, from a Billy Idol lookalike Muppet singing "Rebel L" to the detectives of ABCD Blue. Now give it up for... G.



I got a grin out of Rachel's lines in the crowd noise that opens the skit, the bearded piano player who pops up out of nowhere, and more, but the grandest giggle goes to the amazing likeness of "Mr. Goo".

Muppet Monday




Grover and I share a birthday, according to the awesome book 'Sesame Street' Unpaved — Oct. 14th.

A prototype of Grover called Gleep appeared as early as 1967 on an episode of The Ed Sullivan Show. I get that info from the Muppet Wiki link at the beginning of this post, which is not to be confused with The Monster at the End of This Book (on which more shortly). Nearly all proper nouns seen in blue hypertext during Muppet Mondays, if not otherwise specified, head over to that expansive and entertainingly informative website despite it not being an authorized outlet. 


I've been tickled by having a birthday in common with Grover since I found out about it. He is so earnest and so lovable and so game for anything — running Near and Far to exhaustion, for example, as seen right now on his home page at the official Sesame Street website — that he edged out Kermit as my favorite Muppet; his occasional adventures as Super Grover didn't hurt, of course. [Just in case "Near and Far" has cycled off by the time you visit the page, I'll throw in a YouTube link.]

Saturday Night's All Right for Typing (Again)




The last time Saturday Night Live ran a Fox & Friends sketch I transcribed the litany of "corrections" that scrolled across the screen and ended up with what was for about a day a very popular post. We've become used to being able to find almost anything we want on the Internet, quickly, so to do my part I've just repeated last April's effort.

A Slice of Humor


Seth walks into his friend Harry's office as Harry is ending a telephone conversation.

"I'll see you when you get back from Tanzania, Reb Jacob," he overhears Harry say.

"Tanzania?" Seth asks.

"Yes," Harry says. "I just spoke to Jacob Lieberman. He flew in from Toronto yesterday and now he's off to Dar es Salaam. After Tanzania it's Kenya, Malawi, and Mozambique before he comes home."

"Jacob Lieberman," Seth muses. "He did the circumcision at my son's bris."

"Indeed he did," Harry replies.

"And last time I was here you were talking to the fellow who performed your son's bris — asking for references, if I recall."

"Right again," Harry says. "I caught him in between trips to Europe. He's quite a traveler."

"What the heck is this all about?" Seth asks.

Muppet Monday




Here's a 15-minute segment featuring Jim Henson that aired on Iowa Public Television in 1969. 


I thought about running it last week but decided to start my Muppet Mondays with more of a bang; while it'll surely suck in any Henson admirer, it's longer and slower-paced than your usual Internet video. Henson is so mellow that he makes Mister Rogers look like Gilbert Gottfried.

Webwatching


I haven't finished converting the cover dates on my master list of comics milestones to on-sale dates, so the 25th anniversary of the release of Alan Moore & Dave Gibbons' Watchmen #1 is being observed now. The issue actually came out in June 1986, three months before its cover and indicia date. You can read more about this practice at the above link, and expect more commemorative posts once I finally get The Comicologist online, but I didn't want to let this occasion pass without comment.



The mid '80s were something of a renaissance era for the American comic-book industry, as the direct market (another of my frequently referenced posts) led to a rise in alternative / independent publishers, creator-owned projects, and more sophisticated storytelling.

Numbers Game



The Phillies P is a trademark of The Philadelphia Phillies.

Last night The Phillies didn't just reverse the frustrating if statistically inconsequential losing streak that they'd finally snapped the night before. They won their 101st game of the season, tying a franchise record. And in doing so they handed Charlie Manuel his 645th win as Phillies manager, tying the mark of Gene Mauch. Tonight both records can be broken during the final game of the regular season as the Phillies look to sweep the Atlanta Braves, up their winning percentage of .627 (the best in MLB) a skitch, and play a potentially deciding role in whether the Braves themselves make the National League playoffs. Win or lose — and of course win is the preference — the Phillies begin their postseason battles on Saturday, Oct. 1st.

Fringe Thinking:
(Just Like) Starting Over


I find this post's title most apt given the options, but Fringe's Season Four premiere didn't actually bring us back to the point at which the rewritten timeline we're viewing diverged from the familiar one decades ago. Rather...



... picked up shortly after the Season Three finale, with Peter erased from reality due to actions he undertook to save his native and adopted universes. Over Here and Over There both still exist; in fact, they coexist in the room that houses the First People's machine — where members of each side's Fringe Division meet to compare notes, as we see Olivia and her counterpart Fauxlivia do grudgingly.

Yeah, I've decided to write up some thoughts on the episode, despite the near certainty that I won't be doing so weekly. Partly it's an imperfect salve for the fact that I never got to finish out the brief run that I began at the end of last season — not that there aren't plenty of other unpublished or just plain unwritten posts in Blam's Blog history whose absence irritates me — and partly it's because if/when I do get to resume Fringe reviews I'll likely appreciate having this as a foundation. In case you're new to these posts, I should explain that having named my Lost episode analyses after Beatles tunes I decided to name my "Fringe Thinking" installments after John Lennon songs (Beatles or solo); unfortunately, some titles perfect for this post were either already used for "Lost in Thought".

Here's some of what made me think:

Muppet Monday


This past Saturday would have been Jim Henson's 75th birthday.



Since I really and truly plan to take a break from the blog come October, with the exception of publishing or re-publishing some backlogged material as time allows, I thought that I'd set up a series of short weekly posts counting down to the much-anticipated opening of the new Muppet movie as a way of ensuring at least a bit of fresh content. It's just a coincidence that so many of my stockpiled links are perfect for such an endeavor.

Our first installment is a clip from a pitch that Henson & Co. made trying to sell a little something called The Muppet Show to CBS. Like many of my links it comes courtesy of Mark Evanier, who places it in some context.

An Exposure Thing


Here's what in an act of self-charity I'll call a think piece that's a bit about Glee, more about Taylor Momsen, and in a broader sense about American pop culture in general. I wrote the majority of it a year ago, at a time when publishing to the blog was about as frustrating as it's ever been; the unfinished essay languished on my hard drive until yesterday's post, the title of a post from earlier this month, and periodic noodging from my friend LK proved a perfect storm, or at least a sufficient one, in compelling me to dredge it up. Some of the particulars are dated, but whatever points it makes — and my internal jury is out on their significance, believe me — should still be valid.


Close-up shot — head, shoulders, and chest — of Taylor Momsen, a pale young woman in black jacket and lace bustier with significant décolletage, choker, dark-red lipstick, considerable black mascara around her eyes, and bleach-blonde hair with dark roots showing
Photo © 2010 Getty Images / Dave Hogan

LK is mildly fascinated by Momsen. She brings her up often enough that we have our own nickname for Momsen, which in a strange way helped me feel less pervy discussing her because it abstracted Momsen's image from her as a person (a dubious merit, I know).

Momsen was only 17 when I began this post, a fact reflected in the nickname itself. "She looks like a blond, underage Elvira," I said to LK one fine day.

"Yeah," LK responded, "Albino Elvira."

"Jailbait albino Elvira," I clarified.

"Jalbira!" we said at the same time, in one of the most questionable eureka moments known to humanity.

Brittality


I never thought I'd be linking to Perez Hilton, but in honor of tonight's season premiere of Glee (at 8 p.m. ET on Fox) I can't help pointing you to a most excellent video clip featuring my favorite character on the show.



Heather Morris does the voodoo that she does so well — and which I've praised before — in "A Day in the Life of Brittany S. Pierce".

Fright 'Nite




I've been a fan of Michael T. Gilbert, good egg and gifted cartoonist, since coming across his work a quarter-century ago. My own personal Silver Age of comics was aborning as the era of the "independents" caught steam in the mid 1980s, and features that pushed the boundaries of the kinds of superheroes that had mainly interested me — Gilbert's Mr. Monster, Paul Chadwick's Concrete, Scott McCloud's Zot! — in turn pushed me to explore and accept new publishers, genres, creators, and styles. Gilbert's humor, versatility, and clear love of comics led me to seek out his stuff wherever it popped up; not only that, his obvious jones for collaboration introduced me to other creators when it wasn't just reinforcing the great taste that I had when it came to reading comics done by someone with such obvious great taste himself (Alan Moore, William Messner-Loebs, Ken Bruzenak).

Likewise, I've admired Ken Quattro's blog The Comics Detective since it debuted early last year, as I did his Comicartville website — referenced here many moons ago during my review of It Rhymes with Lust — before it. Among the unpublished posts of mine are more than one linking over to that blog, where Ken has unearthed plenty of material absolutely fascinating to followers of comics history like me.

So I eagerly invite you to experience "The Green Rock of Terror". It's an unpublished story (and backstory) that Mike has generously passed on to Ken for presentation as a historical document of interest to the traditional comics in-group and Gilbert aficionados especially. While a mere trifle compared to much of Mr. Monster and MTG's nifty contribution to Legends of the Dark Knight, the 7-page tale is sure to make you wish that the anthology for which it was commissioned had come to pass.


A Walk in the Park




My family is full of special kids — funny, smart, good-looking. I'd expect nothing less from the Saner gene pool, really, but a small part of me figured that statistically there'd have to be one dud in the bunch, if only by comparison to the rest. So far, though, from the youngest up through the eldest, born my senior year in college and now a sophomore herself, the next generation is pretty universally awesome.

Ravi, however, is a little more special than the rest. That's due in part to his special needs as an autistic child, yes, but also because — to take the aphorism from Job out of context and turn it on its head — while the Lord taketh away, the Lord also giveth.

A year ago at a family dinner, I had a chat with Ravi to figure out a good book to get him for his impending 6th birthday, asking if he preferred history or fantasy (or liked both).

Ravi: "I prefer history and non-fiction to fiction."

Me: "Do you have a favorite period of history?"

Ravi: "About 4.6 billion years ago is the limit of my interest in history."

Me: "..."

Ravi: "That's approximately when Earth and the solar system were created."

There Are No Words


Of course I remember September 11th, 2001. Not a soul who was of age to remember it will ever forget. And no matter what that day was going to be for them, when it started, it ended up different.

I was supposed to move that morning, only the truck broke down. We got a call quite early — at my mother's house, where I'd been staying between apartments — that the hauling of stuff would have to wait a day. Sure, I could have gone over to the new place and spent the night there anyway; the events that soon unfolded, though, called for family. I sat and watched Peter Jennings cover the unfathomable news just as I had 25 years earlier, home from school with the flu on the day the Challenger was lost.

That's all you'll hear me say directly about the grim scenes whose 10th anniversary we mark today because, really, there are no words.

What to do, then? How to do… something?

Oh, Hell




Why the face, Blogger?!?

You'd be reading a couple of new posts right now, and I would not have lost more precious hours of my life this evening, had the evil imps who live inside my hosting service not decided that this was a good time to throw yet another last-minute, screw-everything-up-right-before-publication spanner into the works.

The link above goes to a very short video clip, safe for work and kids. If you've seen it before, you know what it is. And if you're in the mood for stronger language, there's an entry from this time last year that might be up your alley.

JL Bait



Justice League #1 cover © 2011 and elements TM/® DC Comics.
Pencils: Jim Lee. Inks: Scott Williams. Colors: Alex Sinclair. Logo: Unknown.

Justice League #1 came out last Wednesday.

It's the opening salvo in DC Comics' relaunch of its main superhero line, hyped as "The New 52!" You may have heard tell — if only from reading this blog, although there's been coverage in mass media from Entertainment Weekly to USA Today (one hopes, just to continue the trend, even World News Now) — that DC has taken the radical step of more-or-less clearing the decks of the primary so-called DC Universe, rewriting and compressing its history in hopes of making it more accessible while restarting all of its series at #1. Over the next four weeks, 52 extant, revived, and/or flat-out new monthly titles will release their first issues, with further limited-run and ongoing series on the way.

The move is something of a Hail Mary pass on DC's part in reaction to consumers' transition away from what have long been the twin pillars of the American comic-book industry.

Connected



Oct. 8th, 2010, edition of The Joy of Tech © 2010 Geek Culture.

I figured some levity was in order after the ordeal that I've had with my computer, and therefore with the blog, lately. The above is from the Joy of Tech strip that runs at the website Geek Culture. (I've long since learned that being a tech geek is no guarantee of a clean, well-organized, easily navigable website that won't assault you with ads, animation, and a host of clashing typefaces 'n' stuff, but I'm still surprised when tech-geek artists' websites turn up that way.)

While the cartoon is almost a year old, it's sort-of timely for a couple of random reasons.

52 Geek-Out: Index


DC Swoosh and '52'
Logos TM/® DC Comics.

Here's an index to the DC reboot I put together.  All 52 titles are listed alpha-
betically with credits. So far each blue title just links to the one of the seven posts
I've published — six on the 37 series in my main DC Universe line, plus one covering the 15 "Multiverse" projects — in which the series at hand is synopsized, although since I recently learned how to do jump-links to specific points within a post I might just be crazy enough to tackle that level of linkage for the index at some point.


Action Comics
Writers: Bill Willingham, Jane Espenson, et al. /
Artists: Jesus Saiz, Amy Reeder Hadley, et al.
 
Cover Artist: Dan Panosian

Adventure Comics
Writers
: Kurt Busiek, et al. / Artists: Carlos Pacheco, et al.
Cover Artist
: Tommy Lee Edwards

All-Star Comics
Writers / Artists
: various

Aquaman
Writer
: Greg Rucka / Artist: Steve Epting
Cover Artist: Steve Epting

The Atom
Writer
: Mark Waid / Artist: Chad Hardin
Cover Artist: Geof Darrow

52 Geek-Out: DCU Part 6


[continued from yesterday]

The Secret Six
Writer: Marc Andreyko / Artist: Stefano Gaudiano

Even among those beings of power and valor who've dedicated themselves to patrolling the vast skies and dank alleyways, few are aware of all that imperils humanity, peace, and the very existence of life as we know it. Yet through the ages demons and dark magic have ever lurked, and ever have six champions wielding sorcerous arts and artifacts been chosen by the mysterious Seventh to defend the world. The Secret Six follows the fractious endeavors of the latest such assembly, whose current membership consists of investigator Richard Occult; modern-day
ronin Tatsu Yamashiro, alias Katana; the shaman known only as Doctor Mist; the enchantress named June Moon; the medicine woman called Manitou Dawn; and powerful but irreverent wizard John Constantine. Writer Marc Andreyko [DC's Manhunter, Image's Torso] and interior artist Stefano Gaudiano [DC's Gotham Central, Marvel's Daredevil], bring grim humor and grit to this crossroads of the literal and metaphorical underworld, with covers from The Unknown's Erik Jones.

52 Geek-Out: DCU Part 5


[continued from yesterday]

Action Comics
Writers: Bill Willingham, Jane Espenson, et al. /
Artists: Jesus Saiz, Amy Reeder Hadley, et al.

Metropolis has been ground zero for rapidly developing technology and metahuman activity since Superman's arrival. Action Comics is an anthology set in America's First City that explores the Man of Tomorrow's friends and foes, from Lois Lane to Lex Luthor, in a variety of features — fronted by a look inside the Metropolis Special Crimes Unit written by Bill Willingham [Fables, Shadowpact] and drawn by Jésus Saiz [Manhunter, Checkmate]. Among the first round of rotating backups is a Daily Planet dramedy from Buffy the Vampire Slayer's Jane Espenson and Madame Xanadu's Amy Reeder Hadley; Kane creator Paul Grist waits on deck with a story about Mr. Action himself, Superman's pal Jimmy Olsen, while Dan Panosian handles the covers.

52 Geek-Out: DCU Part 4


[continued from yesterday]

Supergirl

Writer: Landry Q. Walker / Artist: Zander Cannon

While numerous extraterrestrials have appeared on Earth following Superman's revelation to the world, none have concerned Kal-El more, in both senses of the word, than a girl named Kara. She claims to be the sole survivor of a Kryptonian lunar colony known as Argon, wiped out in the wake of Krypton's destruction, but there's no mention of Argon in what little information Superman has of his birthplace and the memory tapes in her spacecraft are Kara's only evidence. Americans, Amazons, and even Atlanteans — most especially her sometime boyfriend — have embraced her, but for all her charm questions about Supergirl remain. Landry Q. Walker provided a delightful spin on Kara Zor-El in Supergirl: Cosmic Adventures in the 8th Grade;
now he transfers to the brand-new DC Universe proper to teach some revised history. The Replacement God creator and Top Ten artist Zander Cannon handles
the interior art with covers illustrated by Age of Bronze
's Eric Shanower.

52 Geek-Out: DCU Part 3


I'm finally picking up the geeking out that is my DC reboot again with mere days to go until the real thing hits. As I wrote in a preface two months ago in greater detail, I've gone for broke on a friend's challenge to come up with 52 titles and attendant creative teams relaunching DC's main superhero line just as the company itself is doing; I couldn't help devising springboard premises for many of them as well. My first and second capsule-bible posts covered 10 of the 37 series taking place in the new core DC Universe, while my third covered 15 mostly independent Multiverse projects. Another 12 of the DC Universe series appear today and tomorrow with the final 15, all anthologies or team titles, to be published as soon as possible.

Starman
Writer: Jeff Parker / Artist: Rafael Albuquerque

The Starman name first belonged to a second-string superhero and was then bequeathed upon a litany of lesser lights until a legacy was built around the label over a dozen years ago. Now the newest DC Universe is seen through the eyes of its newest champion as another Starman is born at the hands of writer Jeff Parker [Marvel's Hulk and X-Men: First Class], who reinvented characters from a bygone era for DC's distinguished competition in Agents of Atlas. Rafael Albuquerque [Blue Beetle, American Vampire] applies his fluid yet crisp linework as interior and cover artist.

Post Crisis


25 years after Crisis on Infinite Earths, DC Comics is doing what many fans and creators felt it should have done back then: making a clean break with the continuity it's rewriting, streamlining, and/or leaving behind entirely by starting every pertinent series over with #1.

This isn't the post where I talk about that rapidly approaching "New 52" initiative from reading and retailing perspectives, however. Nor is it the post where I go all retcon scholar by tracing the history of DC's reboots, reimaginings, and reintegrations from the establishment of the Multiverse, through the 50th-anniversary event that could not long ago be shorthanded simply as Crisis and which had its own 25th birthday last year, on to Zero Hour and the dithering recent run of Infinite Crisis, 52, Countdown, Final Crisis, and, yes, this thing that's come after Final Crisis. Rather it's another stopgap post where I tell you that that stuff is on its way, fingers crossed, as quickly as possible, but, alas, not necessarily — oh, the irony — in time.

So I ask my fellow fanboys and fangirls who recall the prolonged dwelling on Crisis in the pages of All-Star Squadron to indulge me as they did Roy Thomas, who had Mekanique somehow stave off the merging of the known multiverse in Squadron's early-'40s setting for a spell despite the fact that the event basically occurred outside time and affected all of reality at once. 
(We'll leave aside the fact that All-Star Squadron was canceled soon after Crisis, if only in favor of the replacement series Young All-Stars.) I think that The Spectre did something similar in the Last Days of The Justice Society one-shot, by the way, so you can think of me either as a shiny gold robot woman from the future or as a giant bone-white guy in a green Speedo, gloves, and hooded cloak who metes out divine vengeance; the salient point is that I need to will a protective bubble around Blam's Blog — or just metaphorically stick my fingers in my ears and sing la-la-la — for the coming round of reviews to remain relevant as Flashpoint concludes and the latest New DC Universe debuts.

My laptop should be going in for yet another round of repair to try to fix that Wi-Fi problem this week, meaning that — while I have everything backed up in multiple formats, including all my documents on redundant USB flash drives for ease of continued writing — if I can't get a loaner there will probably be another hiatus in publishing here.

Priority in the immediate future goes to the rest of my own imagined DC Universe relaunch, now that as much has been reconstituted or rewritten from faulty backups as possible. After that it's a race to complete my reviews of issues from the past year of Superman and Wonder Woman, as well as to at least begin my sprawling look at the Batman titles from the point of Batman Reborn through the still ongoing Batman Incorporated. Then with luck comes my take on this whole "New 52" deal, along with thoughts on reboots both within the DC Comics line and elsewhere in media, followed, or in a less fortunate scenario merely supplanted, by another post on what's in the ever-changing, ever-taunting, ever-clogged queue...

Superman DCC Comics


Early last year the company now known as DC Comics hit its 75th birthday, not long after the latest permutation in its structure — the creation of DC Entertainment, a layer of management betwixt the comics-producing offices and next-level-up parent company Warner Bros. Entertainment.


DC bullet ® DC Comics.

"DC" comics have actually been published under various corporate names, most prominently (aside from the longstanding current one of DC Comics itself) National Periodical Publications. But the initials DC — for Detective Comics, the series that began the partnership from which we can directly trace the company's modern incarnation — have branded its works for almost its entire existence. The label "A Superman DC Publication" became standard on covers and in advertisements in 1941, once the Man of Steel's position as the company's flagship character was irrefutably clear; it first appeared on an issue of Superman itself with #13. Until the stamp changed nearly a decade later to read "Superman DC National Comics" — and remained thus through 1970 — editorial matter in the comics referred to the publishing line as Superman-DC far more often than as National.

The Clog


On this blog's first anniversary in February 2010, I gave a State of the Blog report — coining the contraction "slog" for the occasion, due to technical problems and vandalism that had rendered dealing with Blam's Blog more of a trudge than it should be.

The post was as much about why I'd not been writing for so long, and why I'd begun writing again, as it was about where the blog itself was headed. A couple of mini-slogs came along in April and July of last year, although neither really had anything more to say than did other periodic complaints about the various gremlins (now its — or their — own blog label) that have kept me from being more productive here. I had hoped to have some words on the blog's present and future when its second anniversary rolled around six months ago, but life — which, as John Lennon reminded us, is what happens while you're making other plans — got in the way, partly in the form of my grandfather's death. What follows is very like what I would have said this past February except that certain deadlines are now much closer upon me, with so many posts backed up in the pipeline, making the current state of the blog less a slog and more of, well, a clog.