Morbius
The Living Vampire #2 (Marvel, cover date April, 2013)
Writer:
Joe Keatinge
Artist:
Richard Elson
It's
been seven agonizingly long weeks, and the second issue has finally
hit the stands. The players are all in place, and things continue to
build. We have Dr. Michael Morbius, the star of the show. Wanda Evans
and her son Henry, Henry's babysitter Becky, and Noah St. Germain,
the crime lord of Brownsville. Brownsville is a depressed, forgotten
section of the city not unlike Detroit.
Henry
has fallen in with his uncle, St. Germain. Morbius meets Becky, and
in a it's-a-small-world-after-all scene finds out that she is Henry's
babysitter. Morbius goes with the family to retrieve Henry and things
go sour. A throwdown between St. Germain and Morbius occurs, and
Morbius, not having fed for days...well, that would be telling.
The
story moves a bit slow but is well written and well drawn so it makes
things easier to swallow. This will probably read better in a
collected edition when you have 5-7 issues in a row served up. Joe
Keatinge has made Morbius seem the most human out of the entire cast.
Morbius doesn't know exactly what to do, but he knows that he wants
to do the right thing. Richard Elson's artwork and Antonio Fabela's
color art are both spit-shined to perfection. This is a slick,
seamless read, and it will be four long weeks until issue 3 is
released. I'll be waiting with bated breath...
Junk
Food For Thought rating: 4 out of 5.
The
OCD zone- I stand corrected about my review for issue 1, where I
bitched about two of the 22 story pages being solid black with a line
of dialogue. As it turns out, Marvel Comics offer 20 pages of story
instead of 22. I guess I haven't been paying attention or counting
pages with my current Marvel Comics. My bad. For those who say hey,
where are the other two pages!?! Comic book page counts have
fluctuated over the years, from 22-23 per issue to as low as 17
during the '70s. The economy, advertising revenue, and creator
workload are all factors. In other words...relax, folks.
I
still dislike self covers at $2.99, but would probably dislike real
covers and a $3.99 price point even more.
Escape
From Planet Earth (Rainmaker, 2013)
My
hatchlings have been bugging me to take them to see this for weeks,
and with Winter Break upon us I agreed to take them to see it this
afternoon in 2D. I am completely over 3D. My son is 6 and my daughter
is 3, and they loved it. I thought that it was formulaic, contrived,
and insipid. There was not one scene where I laughed or really even
enjoyed. I didn't hate this movie, it just left me cold. There's
nothing objectionable for parents to concern themselves with except
for the horrid product placement for 7-11. Product placement sucks
ass. I have been decrying it since it first reared it's ugly head
back in the '90s. 7-11 should give me a Slurpee just for seeing this
lameass film. Oh well, I'm not the target audience for this turd,
just the guy who buys the tickets and concessions. You could do worse
than this movie, but you could also certainly do much, much, much
better.
Junk
Food For Thought rating: 1.5 out of 5.
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