1. Lileks today once again waxes virulent about how much he hates the 1970s:Gah. This is so late 60s early 70s it makes my flesh crawl – the sillouette outline, the long neck, the flowers – it’s all from an era where Florence Henderson was still menstruating. I’ve given up hope that the styles of that era will ever die; they mean too many good things to too many “creative” types, however undeserved the reputation may be. Why no one ever pillages the 30s, 40s and 50s for ideas – eras that had superb graphics the likes of which these patchouli-addled whippersnappers could never craft – is beyond me. I guess they figure they can’t lose: the aging boomers will feel flattered that the styles of their Flaming Youth are still cool; the young kids, having been raised on the idea that the 60s were the apex of human civilization and the early 70s were kinda funky and cool in a weird sort of way, respond the same way I respond to styles of the 50s: like messages from Atlantis.
Now, note that he's not criticizing any normal advertisment, the kind that insult your intelligence or are blaringly loud or incompetently executed or are targeted at the lowest common denominator. He's criticizing an ad that recalls the design styles of the 1960s and 1970s, two decades which were self-evidently inferior, which produced those unspeakable hippies, which are fetishized by aging boomers and ignorant young kids (not like aging boomer Lileks, who is wise enough to fetishize the clearly superior 1930s, 1940s and 1950s). And what kind of ad is it that provokes such generational ire? Why, a tampon ad, of course. Damn it, why can't feminine hygeine ads fetch back to the golden era of 1937?
2. I just finished reading the latest Ultimates
TPB, and you know what? Mark Millar fucking blows. Sure, there's his questionable politics, his simplistic storytelling, and his worshiping at the altar of gratuity, but how often do people hate his ridiculous pop-culture fetishization? His basic incompetence at plotting? The near-total lack of consistent characterization evidenced in his characters? Not often enough, says I. The guy gets namedropped with heavy hitters like Morrison and Ellis, but honestly, I'd rather have a sincere but slightly stupid writer like Mark Waid, or even a total hack like Chuck Dixon, that this self-satisfied, overrated dipshit. The Authority
went south the second he and Frank Quitely took over from Ellis and Hitch, and for the longest time, I was so irritated at Hitch's big-screen slickness being replaced by Quitely's blobby hamburger-people that I was blind to the fact that Millar's crappy, motivation-free writing is what really sunk it. Can't we get this guy an editorial job at Marvel so I don't have to read his stuff anymore?
3. Speaking of wanting to punch Joe Quesada in the kidneys, I unfortunately probably won't be attending WizardWorld Chicago this year. It falls on my birthday weekend, which I hope to spend with my infinitely praiseworthy girlfriend ninafarina
, and even if I don't end up in the Twin Cities, it's also the first weekend after my move, and I'll probably want to spend it unpacking and getting my new apartment together (wherever it ends up being) instead of squandering the rent money on HeroClix and back issues of Metamorpho
. Which is too bad, because I had sorta planned on doing up my DC Who's Who/OHOTMU recaps
as a sort of 'zine to pass out or possibly sell. I can't publish the thing due to the innumerable copyright violations it would entail, but I might be able to make a few bucks, or at least drum up business for the Ludic Log, by getting a gray-market paper version into the hands of just the right nerds.
4. Yes, that means I'm actually going to start updating the Ludic Log more frequently (once a week is my currently semi-realistic goal). Starting when? I 'unno. Next week, if i'm lucky (and you're not).
5. Finally, three shots from my recent jaunt up to Sconsin to pick up my freshly repaired Chickwagon:The hippiest van in Wisconsin
. Man! The 'Question Reality' sticker is, like, UPSIDE DOWN! Doesn't that totally BLOW YOUR MIND?The towing service who came and got me
. At first I was so amazed by the ultra-patriotic motif, I didn't notice the awesome SUPERMAN LOGOS on the front of the truck! They're from SUPER-AMERICA!Wisconsin, birthplace of clowns
. Due to the fact that I didn't have to stop for a piss as often as I usually do, I wasn't able to get a shot of the "Sphagnum Moss: Wisconsin's Invisible Industry" board, but this'll do for now.