Showing posts with label Transformers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Transformers. Show all posts

Sunday, March 8, 2015

Comic Review: Transformers VS G.I. Joe


    Full disclosure, here.  As a wee lad, G.I. Joe, was my jam.  I had the toys, I watched the cartoon, I listened to the audio-stories, I had the bed sheets; you name it.  It was even the book that I delved into during my first, short-lived attempt at following comics.  My fandom did not continue into adulthood, but I have fond memories, none the less.  However, I never thought too much of Transformers.  I watched the cartoon, and I guess I enjoyed it (more than Voltron or He-Man and some of the others popular at the time).  But I wasn’t in to the toys, I never contemplated putting an Autobots sticker on my car, and I flippin’ hate the new movies (I kinda like the second live-action G.I. Joe film).  I won’t swear to it, but I think the only Transformers thing I ever read was a G.I. Joe VS Transformers comic set during World War II, from the early 2000s.  I liked it, but it didn’t make me seek out more.


    So, I had little interest in another crossover between these franchises.  But, I’m a big fan of Tom Scioli and his mad bastard Jack Kirby-like insanity.  When I heard he was working on the project, I knew I’d have to give it a look, even if it otherwise didn’t interest me.  Scioli’s that good.  Free Comic Book Day came along, and there was a preview issue.  I took it home and may have even read it that night.  Holy crap!  Reading it was like plucking childhood memories right out of my head.  It had the weird little kid logic I used to employ when playing.  The same vaguely sick sense of wonder and horror that produced things like building huge structures, peppered with action figures, then knocking them down to see how all the bodies end up.  The dialog, the plotline, the crazy ideas; Scioli and co-author John Barber are tapped into something.  This is everything my weird little brain would have wanted the cartoon to be, everything it was when I was alone.


    You can’t talk about a Scioli project and not talk about the art.  With hyper-weird images sifted through Golden Age comic mentality, his work explodes with energy.  And with his odd, slightly off, almost muted colors, reading the book sometimes feels like reading the backs of packages, or those full page ads you’d find in comic books from the 80s.  Scioli’s work calls out for color, and it gets a ton here.


    If you were a kid in the 80s, if you played with G.I. Joes or Transformers, if you’re in to weird comics, and if you like the idea of something way, way out there being dressed in a mainstream, commercial skin, read Transformers VS G.I. Joe.  It’s the kind of thing I love, the kind of book I sit back and wonder, ‘how the hell did this get greenlit?’



Transformers VS G.I. Joe
Authors: Tom Scioli & John Barber
Artist: Tom Scioli
Publisher: IDW
ISBN: 978-1-63140-190-9

-Matthew J. Constantine

Thursday, August 28, 2014

A Fistful of Summer 2014! (Brad's Picks)


May to August, The Amazing Spider-Man 2 to Sin City 2.  Ha! You would not know it from the starting shot or the finish line, but Summer 2014 is going down as one of the better Blockbuster Seasons.  Thank god.  I don't think I could take another drought like last year.  And as you'll see below, this was one of those rare years in which nearly all the films I was anticipating landed in my Top Five.  Financially, fewer butts hit the seats this year, but that didn't stop Guardians of the Galaxy from crossing $500,000,000 worldwide, or that TransFOURmers behemoth from stomping all over Earthly good taste.  Geez.  Rocket Raccoon is a real-deal Hollywood icon!  I can't believe it...can you?  Just a few months ago I was worrying that America wouldn't show up, and we'd be stuck with just Iron Man & Captain America sequels until this whole spandex hype died down.  Looks like that's not going to happen anytime soon.  Bring on Doctor Strange.


However, as great as it is to report the success of the films below, it's a little bit of a bummer to not have a slew of out-of-nowhere surprises.  I enjoyed a batch of mean little dramas amongst the popcorn fare (Locke, The Rover, Snowpiercer), but as fantastic as their lead performances were their narratives lacked a certain punch.  A lot of folks seemed to go nuts for X-Men - Days of Future Past, but as I did with the previous X-Films, I found Bryan Singer's latest to be a mediocre comic book pretender.  Those are just not my X-Men.  Meanwhile, the knives were out for Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles & The Expendables 3, but I found them both to be disposable fun.  The Rock dropped a deuce with Hercules, yet nothing will kill the charm of that man.  Next summer, say the word - "SHAZAM!" and I'll be all over that film.


And then there were those Summer bookend sequels, Spider-Man & Sin City.  Damn.  They really were the only films this year that I absolutely loathed.  Similar to my X-Men reaction, Marc Webb's Spider-Man just doesn't work for me.  He's now crafted two films in which Peter Parker is defined by death.  Spidey is not Batman.  I'm not asking for a disco strut comedy for ol' Web Head, but Peter Parker lives & breathes through his sense of humor, and it's important to showcase the thrill that his adventures illicit for the woe-is-me nerd.  Sin City's biggest problem is that it is so brutally dull.  Whatever your thoughts on Frank Miller's source material, generally the complaint is not boredom.  As cool as Robert Rodriguez's green screen tapestry was in 2005, the end result here is not nearly as artful as the comic book graphics, and the drag-and-drop performances are absolutely lifeless.


Both Edge of Tomorrow & 22 Jump Street get the Close-But-No-Cigar Award.  I had an absolute blast with each film, but they dragged on a little too long and suffered during their final moments.  It's popular to hate on Tom Cruise these days, but as one-time fans pretend to distance themselves from the Scientologist, I find myself warming up to the Movie Star.  I'm no apologist, and I won't defend crazy, but the man has never phoned in a performance.  From Knight and Day to Rock of Ages, Cruise throws himself into his roles, and as he delves deeper into genre the resulting movies have been rollicking thrill rides.  Edge of Tomorrow is one of his recent best.  22 Jump Street is simply hilarious.  Channing Tatum & Jonah Hill, a buddy cop team equal to Tango & Cash.  And if Tatum's meet-cute had actually traveled its obvious narrative path, then I could have forgiven the overlong runtime.


5.  Life Itself:  I've watched more documentaries this year then any previous.  A lot of them dealt with the arts (Jodorowsky's Dune, The Dog, To Be Takei) and a couple highlighted social injustice (Dinosaur 13, Let The Fire Burn).  On the surface, Life Itself appears to be a simple talking heads tribute to Chicago Sun Times movie critic Roger Ebert.  Sure, it's that.  Although, thanks to Ebert's allowance of Steve James' ever-present camera, the film also captures the universal experience of a life winding down.  What is it to say goodbye to a loved one?  How do you define your existence?  Life Itself is a celebration of the movies, sure, but it's also a celebration of Love itself.  Roger & Chaz.  Heartbreaking, heartwarming.  I imagine the more you appreciate Ebert's work, the more you'll enjoy the film, but I also think Life Itself offers a lot for the uninitiated.


4.  Godzilla:  Unlike Matt, I did not grow up the Godzilla fanatic.  In college, I watched & appreciated the original film, but that's about it.  However, in preparation for this latest monster-mash, I made it my mission to bone-up on the classics.  I succeeded in watching nearly all of my resolutions, and that certainly had an affect on how much I enjoyed this remake.  Obviously, I friggin' loved it.  You might be one of those frustrated folks that felt there wasn't much of the monster, or that the human characters were one-dimensional...I agree with you.  So?  Bryan Cranston & Aaron Taylor Johnson got the job done.  Would I have enjoyed the movie more if they were complex individuals with arcs involving weepy internal struggles?  Maybe.  But I don't need that in Godzilla.  Broad strokes are perfectly apt in Blockbuster magic.  What I need is dread....devastation...and a bastard brawl between beasts.  Gareth Edwards delivers on that.


3.  Cold In July:  Joe R. Lansdale, one of my favorite novelists finally gets a movie adaptation worthy of his twisted stories (I love Bubba Ho-Tep as much as the next blogger, but that's more about Bruce Campbell's charm than a satisfying script).  Michael C Hall is a weak Texas family man who frantically kills an intruder just minutes after the opening credits.  A violent act that ignites a grotesque plunge down a rabbit hole most viewers will not be equipped to handle.  Faint of heart, need not apply.  Cold In July is a mean-spirited flick full of awful surprises, plus a pair of delightfully grizzled turns from Don Johnson & Sam Shephard.


2.  Guardians of the Galaxy:  Fun.  The end.  You probably won't have more of it this year than you will riding around in The Milano with Star-Lord and his gang of intergalactic losers.  It's been 20 years since we've had a space adventure this genuine.  Fanboys love tossing Star Wars around, and they're not wrong, but Guardians feels more like the Star Wars knock-off film folks like Roger Corman were so desperate to recreate in blunders like Battle Beyond The Stars. But, you know, it's actually AMAZING.  Chris Pratt has all the requirements of a Han Solo character - charisma, a bit of a dick - yet he still manages to get upstaged by a raccoon, a tree, and a professional wrestler.  The film is not without its flaws (big bad Ronan The Accuser lacks threat, the hand-to-hand combat is bland, mean green Gamora is disappointingly upstaged by the raccoon, the tree, the pro wrestler, and the Han Solo), but you're having too much damn fun to harp.  Again, I am pleased as punch that Guardians proved to be such a success, and now we're ready for the rest of Marvel's Cosmic Universe.


1.  Dawn of the Planet of the Apes:  A character centric melodrama disguised as a big expensive Summer Blockbuster.  Similar to Godzilla, I hear your complaints about one-dimensional human characters.  So what?  They're barely in it, and they only serve to punctuate the emotions of the film's real leads - Caesar & Koba, a couple of chimpanzees struggling to lead their families from squaller to civilization.  What the animators, Toby Kebbell, & Andy Serkis have accomplished here is the next stage in performance; the subtlety in their movements packs as much of a wallop as the Apes on Horses machine gun climax.  For this fanboy, Dawn of the Planet of the Apes represents the very best of Have-Your-Cake-And-Eat-It-Too filmmaking, and it is the very best of Summer Entertainment.


--Brad

Monday, May 12, 2014

Matt’s Week in Dork! (5/4/14-5/10/14)


    I started off the week by reading some of the comics from Free Comic Book Day.  First up was Guardians of the Galaxy, which is pretty much just an introduction to the characters for anyone who isn’t familiar.  OK.  Fine.  There are also short intros for a Thanos story and a Spider-Man story.  Thanos certainly interests me; Spider-Man, not so much.  The free issue of Transformers VS. G.I. Joe by Tom Scioli.  Awesomely wacky.  It takes all the weird silliness of the cartoons, then dials it back to a sort of Silver Age crazy.  I love the weird tech, the nutty action.  It’s a blast.  Not a bad way to start the week.  As you’ll see, this week I had a lot more time for watching movies than I’ve had most of the time recently.


The Legend of Hercules:  I really do like that there have been a bunch of Greek myth based films of late.  But, when you get a bunch, you’re gonna get some dogs, and this is one.  That said, it’s better than Pompeii or 300: Rise of an Empire.  Kallen Lutz is a beefy drone, the pseudo-300 style slow-mo action, and the generally bland story does nothing to make the film work.  It’s also not super exciting.  Still, not as bad as I expected.  That said, the fact that he doesn’t kill the female gladiator seemed extremely condescending.  She fights in the arena, she’s worthy of a fighter’s death.


The Sheriff and the Satellite Kid:  Oh, man, this is terrible.  I didn’t know it was Italian before I started.  If the idea of an Italian family film about a sheriff from the American South and an alien child fills you with existential terror, don’t worry.  It means you’re still sane.  Everything you’re thinking.  It’s that, plus crap.


Vampyr:  Wonderfully weird and experimental, this early vampire film is dripping with atmosphere.  It’s also fascinating to see a very, very early talkie, where it’s shot and feels like a silent film, but has occasional bits of dialog spoken.  The lead actor would have made a great H.P. Lovecraft, too.  One to see for fans of horror and fans of early film.


Wandering Ginza Butterfly:  There isn’t anything wrong with this film, I guess.  I simply never cared about it.  Crime and ugliness in Japan.  Tough people doing rough business.  But, meh.


Die Fabre:  An excellent adaptation of H.P. Lovecraft’s awesome story The Color Out of Space, this German film does a good job of modifying location and time, without loosing any of the important aspects of the story.  It’s very low budget, but it’s well made.  I love the way the story builds and the way various times weave together.  And boy, a bunch of the stuff during the climax is unsettling.  Well worth seeking out.  These independent films seem to be the way to go with Lovecraft.  No unnecessary love interest addition, and a willingness to stick with the concepts.


    Monday night, and it was off to the Alamo to join the NOVA Roller Derby folks for a fund raiser, and a fun movie.  I won a Robocop (remake) poster.  So, you know that’s going up on the wall (if by ‘wall’ I mean in a tube to be given away as a gag gift at some point).  B-Movie Bingo was a lot of fun, and the whole night had a very up-beat, party atmosphere.  A great night out.


Unholy Rollers:  Some good old fashioned sleaze.  An unlikable sociopath inexplicably becomes the star of a roller derby team, and mayhem follows.  Boobs, skates, and a fat lady with a whip.  Bad hair, colorful outfits, and the editing skills of a young Marty Scorsese.  Actually, some of the skating footage, whatever else you might have to say about the film, is quite good.  And the whole thing is a blast to watch.  Nutty, but a blast.


Jodorowsky’s Dune:  Alejandro Jodorowsky is, for lack of a better word, insane.  And it’s kind of wonderful.  This is the chronicle of the time he maybe almost sort of made a film version of Dune.  Had it happened, he would have beat Star Wars to the punch, and maybe, just maybe, changed the way science fiction film was made…Or not.  While it’s a wonderful vision of what might have been, I tend to think the reality would have been less thrilling than the possibility.  Although, that said, if someone were to use his amazing book of storyboards and combine them with modern technologies…well, I don’t know that the result would be like LSD without dropping LSD, but it’d sure be interesting to see.  And while that ‘what might have been’ possibility is haunting, what did happen because of Dune’s failure was pretty amazing.  I keep comforting myself by repeating that had Dune come together, there would have been no Alien.  And on a completely personal note, there would have been no Metabarons, which was one of the key books to get me into comics, so I might have never done so.  This documentary is very entertaining, and filled with odd cats.  There’s plenty of samples of the weirdness that might have been, and the later films that drew upon it (Star Wars, Flash Gordon, etc.).  A must see for fans of the weird, for fans of science fiction, and for those interested in the ‘what ifs?’ of film.


Lemora: A Child’s Tale of The Supernatural:  Boring and awkward.  What a great combination.  There are a few cool bits in this middle of the road, typical low budget 70s Satanist/Vampire film.  Unfortunately, they don’t nearly make up for the dull script and bland acting.  This is what The Devil’s Rain should, by right, be (as opposed to the entertaining movie it is).  But this film doesn’t have the shockingly good production design and cinematography that elevate it beyond its worth.  You can skip Lemora.  You’ve seen it a dozen times before in better films.


Islam: Empire of Faith:  For an introduction and very surface overview of Islam and its history, this isn’t bad.  It’s perhaps, a bit too gentle, a bit too glossy.  But a lot of these documentaries, particularly those that deal extensively with currently active religions, tend to be a little more forgiving than perhaps they should be.  It also perpetuates a duality that feels like a hold-over of Victorian history, the East Vs. West debate.  The idea that Islam evolved separately from Western culture is simply wrong.  It is another part of Western culture, coming out of the same region as Judaism and Christianity, steeped in the learning of the Greeks.  None of these things happened in a vacuum.  This documentary didn’t get me as fired up about reading more, perhaps because it glossed over a lot of stuff I’ve already read a good deal about(?).  But if you’re unfamiliar with the history of Islam, this is probably a good primer.


Monsters:  This is what Kaiju films can be.  The monsters are an oppressive force that hovers over the lives of the main characters.  The world is haunted what has happened, shell shocked by the trauma of violence and horror beyond common reckoning.  It also shows the infinite ability of humans to get used to things.  I hope the director’s new film, the second attempt at doing Godzilla in the States, is as good.


A Knight’s Tale:  I thought I was the protector of Italian virginity.  Ah, well.  I do respect filmmakers for picking a style or an idea and going for it.  In the case of this movie, they do go for it.  A rock & roll, medieval comedy.  All right.  Sure.  A good cast and some funny bits.  Unfortunately, the story is frightfully uninspired, with every plot beat exactly where it is expected.  It’s cute, and light hearted, and that’s OK.  I just wish it was a bit less paint by number.


Godzilla VS the Sea Monster (aka Ebirah-Horror of the Deep):  A bunch of weirdoes come across some evil doers and a giant lobster monster.  What to do?  Obviously, try to wake up Mothra.  But will that be enough?  I enjoy the jungle island adventure stuff.  It feels like there were a few attempts at world building, though I don’t think Red Bamboo ever came back.  Not one of the best, but watchable and fun.


Rio Bravo:  “Thanks, Dude.”  Another of my Cinematic Resolutions for 2014, this classic Western has received a good deal of praise from folks, even from those who (like me) can’t stand John Wayne.  I’ll give him this, he does honestly seem to be making an attempt to act in this one.  He fails.  But he seems to be giving it a go, and that counts for something.  Otherwise, I do like the rest of the cast and the odd sort of siege story.


    Saturday afternoon, I finished up reading Asterios Polyp for the graphic novel club.  I enjoyed it, but didn’t love it.  Visually, it was very interesting, and there were some bits I liked a lot.  But there were things I didn’t like, too.


Godzilla VS the Smog Monster (aka Godzilla VS Hedorah):  “Save the Earth!!!”  One of the most pecceulier of the original films, it also features the what has to be one of the grossest of his foes, Hedorah.  Spawned from an alien seed, birthed in human pollution, this giant transforming blob of corruption is nasty and disgusting.  Pretty crazy stuff.  And the music is nuts.


Godzilla on Monster Island! (aka Godzilla VS Gigan):  “Are you people sure you’re all sane?!”  I love the crazy alien invasion.  I love the use of King Ghidorah and the introduction of Gigan.  And I really like the human investigators.  However, I don’t like the talking monsters.  Part of me would love to see the cosmic side of the Godzilla franchise opened up.  Several of the kaiju are not of Earthly origin.  Alien invasions aren’t uncommon.  What’s going on out there in space?


Dawn of the Dragon Slayer:  A perfectly OK medieval style fantasy film, this isn’t particularly good or interesting, but it’s serviceable, and in the realm of low budget schlock (SyFy, Asylum, etc.), that’s saying something.  There’s nothing about it that says, ‘rush right out and see me,’ but if it’s on, you could do worse.  If you’re really in a fantasy mood, and you don’t feel like watching Dragonslayer or Beastmaster again, this is OK.


Charleston Parade (aka Sur Un Air De Charleston):  This early science fiction short film by director Jean Renoir goes right for the discomfort zone by featuring an actor in blackface.  Oh, no.  I think there’s actually a not horrendous (?) message about civilization and exploitation at the heart of the movie… but the blackface.  Maybe I’m being too generous, and there is no message.  Or the message isn’t good.  I don’t know.  Again, the whole blackface thing pretty much throws me (and is even weirder, because it’s a black actor under the make-up).



    And that was it.  Another good week.



-Matt

Tuesday, September 3, 2013

Transformers - Age of Extinction


One Summer down, time to start preparing for the next one.  I wouldn't go so far as to call myself a Transformers apologist (I don't really believe in Guilty Pleasures - Own Your Love!), but as much as I recognize the problems of the Michael Bay trilogy, I really just get giddy watching all the overwrought CG catastrophe.  And I hear this next one has Dinobots.  DINOBOTS!!!!!!!  Yes!  And the trade of Shia LaBeouf for Mark Wahlberg is decent - sure, The Rock would have been better but Dwayne can't save every franchise.

--Brad

Tuesday, May 21, 2013

Dork Art: Hero Complex's Gallery Show "Arch Nemesis" Hits L.A.


This Friday, the Hero Complex gallery will be hosting their Arch Nemesis show in Los Angelas.  I certainly won't be making that trip, but thanks to Crome Yellow we can enjoy a nice little preview.  Artists such as Marko Manev, Paul Shipper, Matt Ferguson, Michael Latimer, Eric Dyer, and Matt Tobin will have work on display and their topics range from the Caped Crusader to Optimus Prime to The Wizard of Oz.  A lot of good pieces, but Manev's Joker seen above is my absolute favorite.  Really damn scary.  And Rey Taira's Hall of Justice painting seen all the way down at the bottom?  I saw that in person at last year at Comic Con.  It's a real beaut too.










--Brad