Sometimes–particularly when you have as many of them as I do–books can sit on your shelf for years. Or end up wedged in piles. I pile books (and comics and magazines and paperwork and important documents and mail) in precarious towers, pulpy inukshuks signifying–well, absent-mindedness, usually. Later, in the midst of other things, you happen… Read More
Joss Whedon’s Much Ado About Nothing delivers its lines half-cut, swirling the last mouthfuls of wine around in its glass, at a party. Everything is loose. Which is fair: much of the action is a party, half-cut, but there are always more mouthfuls to be found. Or bottles, anyway, half-killed. They fill every surface in the… Read More
Dean Motter is best-known for his sprawling epic Mister X, originally published by Vortex in the distant 1980s–a collaboration with a number of important indie artists, the story of an architect working to save the soul of his city after his designs are tampered with in order to drive the city’s inhabitants insane. But I… Read More