Not a dream

I recently had a chance to try playing some Morpheus, a role-playing game from 1989, written by Devin Durham, self-published under the imprint Rapport Games. As is often the case, we borked the rules horribly and in re-reading them I said, “what on earth were we thinking, it’s totally clear right here,” but now I think I get it pretty well. I’ll be giving it another shot at the next opportunity.

Justice is served!

Startin’ right in with Steve

Time for Ron and me to talk about one of my favorite vigilantes, the Scourge of the Underworld.

I like him anyway

This was my favorite character in the exact mid-1970s, age 12-13. Why? That’s a question that gets more interesting the more I try to answer, and also less and less easy to answer,

Grit, meet grot

I’ll go out on a limb and use James O’Barr’s The Crow (1989) as the “now we’re through the door” example

Irish rage, Catholic guilt

How do you discuss a legend?

Missed! Ran out! Dang! Unnhh!

Let’s begin with a serious observation: this is art by Carmine Infantino we’re talking about, and that is a woman’s body for a woman character – no “objectification,” no high heels, no prancing model-on-runway posture.

Ollie ollie oxen free

Politics and autobio sing a duet in this post! This title was central to my big dive back into comics, in the flush of First, Comico, Eclipse, and specifically Dark Horse, itself on the heels of the now long-forgotten “black and white boom.”

Super, thanks for asking

Am I missing the right allele that codes for the protein which likes Superman?