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So all of today morning, I watched terrible films. The first was Underworld, which I had somehow missed out completely when it came out, and because I like the concept of leather-wearing hot woman kicking ass, I was trying to get to it without spending any money. Has to be the worst vampire movie I’ve ever seen. Ever. Do you know what I mean by ‘Ever’? I am the guy that has seen the complete Lee-Cushing Hammer films, I have sat through Alyssa Milano’s shenanigans in Embrace of the Vampire, Hong Kong Kung-fu vampire movies – goddamnit, I’ve come close to gouging my eyes out watching Sorority House Vampires. But hey, you know what, all of these had some redeemable thing about them (before you ask, yes, Sorority House Vampires has a high T&A quotient). Underworld doesn’t. It should have been a movie about doped-up Europeans baring their teeth and wearing leather and firing their uzis pointlessly at each other before being shot in the face by Kate Beckinsale, but the makers apparently found it necessary to dress it up by adding vampires and werewolves, with some convoluted backstory about a war that’s been raging between them for centuries ( presumably about which among the two makes for a cooler franchise ). And they used a colour-blind cinematographer who films the movie in black, blue and white. I wish there was some way I could go erase data from DVDs, because I cannot bear the thought of owning this movie. Probably I will just break the disc, as a symbol of total protest. I know it’s probably too late to tell you this, but Underworld sucks, and by theory of Induction, probably its sequel does, too. If you haven’t seen the movie yet, your soul is still not corrupted, and I PROMISE to send you a copy of Kung Fu Vampire Killers as a mark of respect.

Up next was Shoot ‘Em Up, which could have elevated itself from brain-destroying, soul-sucking boom-boom-fest to mind-altering high concept had the makers just gone the whole distance with the carrot motif and replaced Clive Owen with Bugs Bunny, Paul Giamatti with Elmer Fudd, and Monica Bellucci with …I dunno…Jessica Rabbit? Yes, yes, I know, movies like this are supposed to be fun and adrenaline-pumping and all that. Dude, I would have been perfectly fine with the movie had it been animated, like I just suggested, or if it were a silent movie with heavy metal playing in the background. Even Max Payne has better dialogues than this clunker.

I started watching Superman vs Doomsday, the animated movie that’s the recreation of the whole Death of Superman saga. And within 5 minutes, I was hating it because..urm, ok, this might sound really infantile, I hated the wrinkle marks they put on Superman’s face. Like so.

Turned it off after about half an hour because The New Frontier had raised the bar for good animated DC/Warner movies, and Bruce Timm can do (and has done) much better work than this.

I watched Acacia next, a Korean horror movie which was the supposed inspiration for Vaastu Shastra. I didn’t find anything similar to VS other than the recurring foreboding shots of the tree, and the movie is more a whodunnit than a horror movie. I figured out where it was going about half-way through it, and managed to stay awake until the ending, which was exactly what I thought it would be. The acting is pretty one-dimensional all throughout. The last good Korean horror movie I saw still remains A Tale of Two Sisters, and after wading through the likes of Cinderella, Arang and Memento Mori, I think I am giving up on K-horror and sticking to sappy romantic comedies and violent crime dramas from Korea.

Which is not to say that the day was bad per se. I missed out a lunch appointment just because it was a drizzly day, had a kick-ass breakfast at home ( fried bacon and eggs, mashed potatoes, and chicken sausages) and also managed to read The Freebooters by Barry Windsor-Smith. In the evening, I made onion pakodas, something that’s a must on rainy days and assuaged the pain of Acacia with ’em and some iced tea. I am going to watch Zatoichi after dinner, the first movie in the Shintaro Katsu series. Watching any of the Zatoichi movies is like reading Terry Pratchett – I start watching the early movies one by one, and then I lose interest for a couple of months, and then when I want to continue, I feel guilty if I don’t begin again from the beginning. I must have read Color of Magic at least five times so far, and have watched the first Zatoichi three times. The payoff, of course, is that I know neither of them disappoint.

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The Comics Journal, arguably the best magazine on comics being published right now, has announced online subscriptions, and at half the price of its regular price. 30$ for 10 issues sounds EXTREMELY cool. I am probably opting for this starting next month. And they have also released issue 288 of TCJ online for free, just so you can check out how an issue looks online.

One of the nagging doubts I had about the Absolute Editions that DC is bringing out has been cleared. I bought Absolute League of Extraordinary Gentlemen Vol 1 from a mall in Gurgaon, when a major discount was going on – ended up paying about 47$ for the volume, the original retail price being 75$. Imagine my surprise when I check out eBay prices and see that it was being sold for 180-250$. Absolute Planetary and Absolute Authority wre selling for even more. This was madness! This was Sparta! Why, I thought, was DC not keeping the books in print, considering the demand? Neil Gaiman provided the answer a couple of days ago, on his blog ( yes, Mr Gaiman tends to answer questions rather well ). When asked by someone the merits of buying an Absolute Edition of Sandman over buying the individual comics or the trade paperbacks, he said –

I’m not entirely sure that the Absolute Sandman replaces the trade paperbacks, any more than the trade paperbacks replaced the comics (because the covers and the ads and the letter column and all that stuff gives you an experience you don’t get from a trade paperback) and I don’t want to start turning into Elvis Costello, who has now sold me all of his music at least four times in ever-more-upgraded formats with extra bells and whistles.But if you want a permanent copy for your bookshelf, the Absolute Sandmans are as good as it gets. I don’t think they’re going to vanish from the book and comic shops immediately — DC have overprinted healthy amounts, certainly good for a few years to come — but they are probably too expensive per unit to go back to press in Hong Kong for smallish reprints.

That makes sense. And yeah, I am reading Absolute Sandman vol 1 right now, and gaaaaaaaaaah, I almost didn’t buy this?? It’s just a breathtakingly beautiful volume, the page and print quality mesmerizing, and with the extras that add value for money. Can’t wait to buy volume 2 when I have some spare cash.

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The current To-Buy-Or-Not-To-Buy Object of Desire: The Complete Terry and the Pirates. Published by NBM publishing in 25 volumes covering the dailies and two colour Sunday hardcovers, I have a mailing list member selling 7 volumes plus the hardcovers for 100$. Now, IDW publishing is reprinting the series again in very beautiful hardcover editions. The downsides – a price of 50$ per 400-page volume, and I would have to wait for the reprints to get over, they are published quarterly and the current count is 4, I think.

Terry and the Pirates is one of the series I picked up through, surprise, Mad magazine parodies, much like Prince Valiant and Little Orphan Annie. It might be dated, but it’s a classic strip, Milton Caniff’s storytelling pure genius. To buy or not to buy, that is the question…

Update: Apparently, the 100$ price is for ALL 25 volumes plus the hardcovers. Nyahahahahah.

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Barring Graphic Rampage, I have still been on hiatus from quizzing, except on two instances. One was when I did four quizzes at IIT Kharagpur this January. I almost did not enjoy the proceedings, partly because of the steady downpour that nearly drowned out the organisers’ hard work, and partly because of the disorder that persisted on stage in all but one of the quizzes. I guess I was to blame as well – I am not too much of a crowd control person, but it really gets my goat when teams bicker with other teams while onstage, or draw attention to themselves by being extra-loud, or just do not listen to the other teams’ answers. Come on, people, you can save yourself lots of bad guesses or get a hint at the right answer just by listening to the wrong ones. And does it really kill you to shut up and LISTEN when the quizmaster is explaining a round? Feh.

Or maybe I am just getting crankier in my old age…

I did a quiz at IIT Kanpur a week ago, and enjoyed myself quite a lot. Kanpur tends to do that to me, I love the campus and the people there. Some of them I know personally, and because I did not make it to Antaragni last year, I could not meet a couple of them who have passed out by now. Some of them are in their final semester. One of those unknown people I love with all my heart is the guy who shares kickass anime series on the Kanpur LAN using the monicker ‘Vash_the_stampede’ – dude, if only I could tell you how much I dig your taste. One of the weird reasons I love quizzing in Kanpur is because the travel involves slightly more time – mostly wait-time for trains or flights. Nothing, I tell you, NOTHING beats reading a book while travelling. I did a Terry Pratchett retrospective this time around, managing to reread The Colour of Magic, The Light Fantastic, Mort, Faust Eric and Moving Pictures over a span of two days.

I just downloaded a blu-ray rip of Tekkon Kinkreet which apparently refuses to play on both my three-year-old P4 and the laptop. The resolution of the rip is 1920*816 or thereabouts, and both the computers’ monitors just can’t take that kind of load. Just my luck. Reminds me of six years ago, when I nearly harakiri-ed myself when a hard-to-find divx rip of Night of the Living Dead could not be rendered by my 366 MHz, 32 MB RAM Celeron machine. Deja vu! Upgrades are just what the doctor ordered.

And I got a Nintendo DS as a Very Belated Birthday Gift. Woo hoo! And thanks to The Serious One, a bunch of DS games wended their way into my ken. Now if only I had the time to sit and play games. *sigh* And it’s slightly depressing to think of buying games at 1200 Rs apiece when Madman Gargantua still eludes my grasp, as does The Complete Little Nemo.

The animated version of Darwyn Cooke’s DC: The New Frontier is beautiful. Take my word for it. If you’ve read the comic and liked the idiosyncratic style, you will completely trip over this movie. It uses Cooke’s designs straight from the book, and the editting is superb – the animators knew which bits would work in the narrative, and they chop some characters completely – and still manage to pack in almost 90 percent of the book into one and a half hours of glorious movietime. If only Superman/Doomsday were half as good as this! If only The Judas Contract is still greenlighted!

Oh, and I am doing the graphic novel column for Rolling Stone India. The first issue’s already out, though only in Bombay. I reviewed League of Extraordinary Gentlemen: The Black Dossier, Essential X-Men Vol 1 and the first Lucky Luke volume Jesse James this time around. And I also did this review of Amruta Patil’s graphic novel Kari for Tehelka. I liked that book much much better than Sarnath Bannerjee’s sad offerings.

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Ars Gratia Artis

I just made an important Art Deal. The offer was to buy two key panel pages from a brilliant series, featuring the first appearances of the primary protagonists. The seller and I had been negotiating the terms since the beginning of the week. I had initially enquired about two other pages, but these two had attracted me when I saw them a couple of months ago so I went ahead and asked him if there was any chance he would lower prices. He came down to an amount that was about midway between what I had quoted and what the initial offer price was. On top of that, he would give me the two other pages I wanted, the ones that led to this enquiry in the first place, for free. He gave me until Wednesday to decide.

I made the Art Deal. I refused the offer and ultimately agreed to buy just the two cheaper pages.

This, I think, taught me two important lesson. One, to not overcommit myself, out of blind lust for something that has just come out into the market. This was a problem that had plagued me all of last year. 2007 was a good, no, an AMAZING art year for me, but it also meant that all of last year, I was committing my money to pages that caught my fancy without giving myself a clear set of Collecting Goals. I promised myself that this year would be different, that my money would go into clearing just ONE time payment and that’s that. There was one weak moment, the cover to Hitman #50 – it came on eBay last month and made me sweat until the last minute. I bid an amount that I was pretty sure was the fair market price for that cover, but it went for a 100$ more. Which only means that my Hitman covers right now are worth about triple of what I paid for them – not a bad thing. I knew my limit, I made my call, and I was breathing easy after the auction ended – which is a darned good feeling, let me tell you.

And that’s one thing I would like to tell aspiring comic art collectors who look at this post – hahahaha, I nearly crapped myself while writing this last line – patience is a virue ( the missing ‘t’ in ‘virtue’ is an art collectors’ in-joke, if you get it, consider yourself part of the club. ) Pieces come out on dealers’ sites and CAF members sites with alarming regularity, and it requires a herculean amount of self-restraint to know which piece is the right one for you and which can be passed over. Yes, every piece of comic art is unique, and most likely when they are sold, they will stay locked in some collector’s portfolio for a very, very long time. But while an art piece can be unique, a first appearance can be unique, an artist’s ouevre, thankfully, is not confined to a single good piece or a single pathbreaking series. Which is to say, unless said artist is dead, there will always be more artwork being produced, hopefully better than the one you briefly lusted after and were beaten to. Live with the defeat, and keep your eyes open for the next good piece that comes your way. Fire-sales are not uncommon in the field, when a collector needs some quick money and is willing to offload part of his prized pieces. And one of those prized pieces could be the one that got away the last time.

The second thing I learnt is the importance of discussion. All throughout the last two days, I talked about this deal with my friends, the ones who have some amount of opinion about my art collecting – opinions other than derision and skepticism, that is. I heard a great deal of different opinions, a fair amount of them encouraging, and all of them lucid, tangible arguments that helped me come to my own decision. To all those who helped me out, thank you from the bottom of my heart. I am glad I have you guys to fall back upon in times of need.

A few more words about why 2007 was such a good art year. If you have been following my various art update posts, you would have seen quite a lot of new pages that I got.

Some more that I haven’t talked about, at least on this blog:

John Totleben – Vermillion page. What is Vermillion? A mind-bending scifi story written by Lucius Shepherd, published by the Helix imprint of DC comics. Helix was extremely short-lived, with its only successful offering ( in terms of length ) being Warren Ellis’s epic Transmetropolitan, which moved to Vertigo once the former folded. I never really got into Vermillion, but the high point of the series was the two issues drawn by John Totleben who, if you will remember, is one of my favourite artists. The page I bought is, in my opinion, a mindblowing piece of work. Look at the design of the lower panel – but you will be able to do that if you can tear your eyes away from the central figure, a face inked with such loving detail that the face seems three-dimensional.

Another John Totleben page, a Tarzan cover prelim. Normally the idea of a preliminary work is to provide the artist with some idea of how the final piece should look like. Most prelim pages you will see are sparsely pencilled works, with stick figures and quick strokes that vaguely allude to the finesse of the final page. But this is Totleben we are talking about, and his concept of a prelim is a detailed inked piece that is a scaled-down version of the final painted piece, that you can see here. Compare the two. I like to think that the painting is a lightboxed version of the ink piece, which makes my cover prelim the original original art. *grin*

A double-page spread from Shade the Changing Man, by Chris Bachalo. I don’t think this eminently frameable piece needs words to accompany it.

Another 100 Bullets page by Eduardo Risso. Muhwahahahaha.

A Dan Brereton page from The Black Terror, his earliest work. When I received this page in the mail and opened it the first time, I got a little weak-kneed and had to sit down for a bit. Brereton’s watercolors are beautiful – much, much more detailed on the actual page than you would ever see in a scan.

And, the Highpoint of the Year, and currently the glory of my small collection – an original watercolor painting of Daigoro from Lone Wolf and Cub by Goseki Kojima, the co-creator of LW&C. I attribute this acquisition to just one thing – Plain Dumb Luck. When at Super-con, I was hanging around the comicbook and toy stalls, occasionally asking about Studio Ghibli figurines to sellers who had some amount of anime-related merchandise on display. One of the sellers said he didn’t have them right now, but I could get in touch with him later, and gave me his card. The name on it looked familiar, and I realised it was a comic collector, one I had bid against for the Transmetropolitan piece in my collection, and he had also left a comment on the page in my gallery. Introductions and an enthusiastic conversation followed, and after we looked through each other’s portfolios, he pointed out that I would probably like to meet another CAF member who had tastes similar to mine. And that’s how I met Felix.

Felix’s portfolio had one great piece after another. A full-page splash from The Boys, a James Jean print, a a couple of Supreme Power pages, and then, finally, two Kojima pieces.

I collapsed.

Some quick negotiations ( “Please please sell this to me.” “Ok.” “How much?” “<high four-figure amount>” “Excellent, I will pay.” ) and I owned the page, at least in spirit. It took another six months to complete the time payment and yay, I had something that I had only dreamt about. Believe me, getting a Kojima piece at this stage of my collecting career is like a major threshhold – I can actually feel pride in my collection right now, and think I am going about art collecting the right way. As Felix himself says, it’s near-impossible to get manga artists’ works. He travelled to Japan multiple times looking for Kojima pages, and finally hit the paydirt through a friend. He found a couple of pieces done on plain paper, and a couple done on 14″ by 16″ art boards. Mine is one of the latter. You can check out Felix’s piece on his own gallery, it’s a much better work than mine but that does not mean I am any less proud of the one I have.

Another page I bought from Felix was a Supreme Power page, a splendid face-off page pencilled by Gary Frank and inked by Jon Sibal.

There were other pieces that came in last year, but I am holding them close to my chest. For a number of reasons.

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Surprise #1: Donald E Westlake’s Parker novels ( which he wrote under the pseudonym Richard Stark) are back in print. You would know about the first novel, The Hunter as the basis for the Mel Gibson movie Payback. One amazing book that is – sharp, precise, and filled with wonderful crime writing that I hadn’t seen read since my first Elmore Leonard. I saw the reissued versions in Walden, Penguin publications, 295 Rs each. There are about 25 Parker novels, out of which I’ve read only two ( the one mentioned above and Slayground, which I found in Best Book stall just after I passed out of college) – I will pick up the ones I see as soon as I get myself some warmer pockets.

The Richard Stark/Stephen King connection: King took the first part of his pseudonym – the ‘Richard’ – from Westlake’s nom de plume. Later, when he wrote about the outing of Bachman in The Dark Half, he made the writer-protagonist Thad Beumont’s pseudonym ‘George Stark’. Parker became the antihero Alexis Machine in George Stark’s novels. ( incidentally, the fictional excerpts from George Stark’s novels-within-the-novel, that served as chapter headings in The Dark Half made me want to read the Parker novels in the first place. ) ( Which also reminds me, King’s latest, Duma Key is also out. I would have been interested once upon a time. Not now. )

Surprise #2: I saw a colour Asterix and Obelix piece on sale for the first time. A friend of mine was approached by a French collector who had this among his Uderzo pieces. The quoted price was 80000 euroes. *Sigh*

While reading Absolute New Frontier and falling in love with Darwyn Cooke’s art all over again, I also read this graphic novel called 5 Is The Perfect Number. It was originally in Italian, written and drawn by a cartoonist named Igort, this being the only work by him that has been translated into English. He’s also editor for the Ignatz series of books brought out by Fantagraphics publications – a line of graphic novels by the likes of David B, Gilbert Hernandez and Richard Sala, just to name a few. Igort has also done some manga titles ( notably for Kodansha publishing, one of the biggest manga houses in Japan), and the manga influence leaps at you in 5. It’s the most cinematic book I’ve read in a long time, and I mean this as a compliment. The pacing of the story, the storyline itself, the characters and their dialogues, Igort gets the big picture perfectly, and also manages to make the small moments work. His duo-tone artwork comes off as very abstract at times, but using shades of blue and black in a noir book works, and how. I am not going to say anything about the story here, read it if and when you can. It just makes me wonder how many untranslated graphic novels there are, mostly in the Spanish-Italian-French belt, just waiting to be discovered. ( Umm, yeah, I know, quite a bit of English stuff I haven’t read yet…)

The No Smoking DVD is out. Much happiness!

I am a Walter Moers fan!! The Thirteen and A Half Lives of Captain Bluebear is a riot! The book deserves a post in itself, and I will write about it later, when I have some more time. I am on the lookout for more Moers books, notably Rumo and His Miraculous Adventures. It was available in Blossom a couple of months ago, at full price, which is why I didn’t buy it then. But now, let’s see the next time I’m in Bangalore…

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