For those of you who are friends -- or enemies -- of Eddie Campbell, choose the caption that best explains -- for your amusement -- the bandage on the Maestro's noggin:
1. Thank you, Anne!
2. OK, it is a graphic novel...
3. Alan doesn't like you anymore.
4. Callum, I've decided to give you a raise after all...
Welcome to another Wednesday Thursday! We're rocking the New Releases and Recommendations post in a new fashion today. Indies vs. Superheroes! Greg McElhatton vs. Kevin Panetta! The Fight o' the Century!
In this corner! Representing indie comics! Greg "The Marathon Man" McElhatton!
Now, you might be thinking,
Despite being a hack writer who's been paid off-and-on for his dubious talents for more than 30 years, I've always been intrigued by how two sets of eyes can read the same story/screenplay or see the same movie and get something completely different out of it, or not...
Eddie Campbell is not only comics royalty, with Bacchus, Alec, and a little ditty called From Hell which he co-created with Alan Moore to his credit, he's also a true gentleman, a raconteur par excellence, and (full disclosure) I'm honored to call him my friend. I first met Eddie through mutual friends at Comic-C
When the comic book industry releases its upcoming solicitations (two months in advance), there's always a lot of buzz and fanfare over the announcements for the four "front of the book" publishers: Dark Horse, DC, Image, and Marvel. T
Imagine my surprise leafing through Saturday's edition of the Wall Street Journal to discover a short feature lauding the work of a trio of 2007 Eisner Award nominees in their Pursuits section. Sounds like no big deal, until you dig deeper into the details.
The three Eisner-nominated books cited in Jamin Br