Shaun Corley enjoys Twomorrows’ retrospective of the work of Neil Gaiman collaborator, and fellow Virginian, Charles Vess.
Artist and editor Dick Giordano headed DC Comics’ editorial department through the ’80s. By a strange coincidence, that happens to have been the decade of Ben Varkentine’s “golden age” as a fan, so he’s here to get filled in on all the details.
Dark fantasy writer and palentologist Caitlin R. Kiernan explores the pain and wonder of modern fiction with James Mann.
It’s time for Bladejob to dole out dubious year-end honors for the “best” that Wrestling had to offer in 2000. Objectivity and common sense went right out the window…
The Sandman is a liability for ECW and he should be cut loose, says Bladejob. Avert your eyes from the naked drunk wrestlers in the ring, please. Trauma of the highest degree when ECW comes to Pensacola.
Ditch this gimmick like the plague. It’s fucking bad, trailer park, crazy uncle, kind of shit. The snot rag doesn’t make sense. The gesture in itself is not particularly vile or sinister, it’s more bizarre like that kid who ate paste and boogers in second grade. AND RAVEN IS NO PASTE EATER!
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