Thursday, March 29, 2007

Robots in disguise. Really, really lame disguise.

Transformers come in all kinds of impressive shapes and sizes, from planet-munching monstrosities to predatory tape cassettes. But truly, nothing we've seen so far can compare to the power of this latest concept, by way of Fantofan.jp:

Transformers that transform into shoes! Er. Well, into left shoe, anyway. Megatron and Convoy even keep their sporty kicks in robot mode. (No word on whether small, sad, underpaid Indonesian Mini-Cons were enlisted to complete this process.)

Autobots, transform and... pathetically hop... out!

Thursday, March 8, 2007

30 silver pieces for the one who delivers...

Rob Liefeld presents: The Godyssey!



Whether you smoke it or sniff it, there is no finer comic crack in the universe than Rob Liefeld (and his epilepsy-inducing, Rottweiler-designed website). Transformers jailbait hentacle porn comes close to evoking the sheer suspension of sanity and disbelief necessary to embrace the Liefeld, but there is no comparison to the master. This is the man who, whether directly or through his publishing ventures, egged on some of the greatest sequential art of our time.

It is in the area of Biblical crack where Liefeld's abilities truly shine; The Godyssey scans have been kicking around the Internet for years, but did you know you too could easily own a copy of Avengelyne/Glory: The Godyssey? (There's a copy up on sale at eBay through March 14th, too. Buy it now for 95 cents plus shipping and handling!) Alas, the Jesus content is cut short of favor of Avengelyne, a fallen angel who kicks ass in the name of the Lord, with an occasional assist from the angel of death: Passover.

Yeah. Did you know Maximum Press gave Passover his own book? Because they did. Featuring "a tongue-in-cheek cameo appearance by Gene Simmons"!

Oh, and Liefeld et al are planning a new faith-based comic label to debut this year. Hooray!

Sunday, March 4, 2007

One of these things is not like the other

Although Black History Month has ended, perhaps it should be extended for a few days to bring a much-needed ray of reality into the lives of juvie anime fans everywhere.

Sayeth the 4Kids fangirls of Save Our Voice Actors:

I found the absolute best quote for SOVA. I'm going to be putting this all over my banners!

"Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter." -Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.

....I'm making a shirt with this on it.


Yeah. Uh. Kids. You know what Dr. King was talking about? Because somehow I don't think it was--

Wow, that is a perfect quote for SOVA... We definitely need to use it!!

Seriously, I really don't think he was thinking on the level of cart--

I agree!! It's a very SOVA-y quote!! I love it!

Oh, fuck it. Yes, chilluns, the civil rights movement and the recasting of a cartoon have exactly the same moral, social, political, and historical weight. Uh-huh. You go with that.

But is SOVA the goofball-poppingest fan campaign yet to see the light of day? I'm betting "no way"--somewhere out there, the race to the bottom surely continues.

I laughed, I cried, I hit reset after the final boss wiped out my party

Via Kotaku link comes an arty Insert Credit article on why video games are not Art and most likely will never be, as well as a few kind words for intentionally punishing games:

They shine. Not for the enjoyment they provide, you see, but for the enjoyment they don't provide. They are the Art that games aren't. They are selfish objects, wringing a terrible revenge from a subculture that deserves to be punished. When you strip the fun away, you see Gaming for the bony white husk that it is . . . sad masses of cells tapping plastic in the dark, wondering where all the loneliness and depression are coming from.

Back at Kotaku, one can already hear some shrill squeals of "Gaming has no Citizen Kane? What about Mario? What about Metal Gear Solid, fer chrissakes! Games touch me in a way movies never have!"

Feel free to raise your own opinion on this one; this coordination-challenged sad mass of cells is at least grateful it doesn't have to shoot down a squad of mooks and an attack helicopter on a rooftop just to find out how Citizen Kane ends. There is a great deal of unfinished and unfinishable "Art" sitting around the house...