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SDCC: The Suicide Squad Game is not for children (or the faint-hearted).

Posted in Comics, DC, film, Suicide Squad, videogames with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on 23rd July, 2010 by Adam Redsell

At the San Diego Comic Convention’s “DC Focus” panel, Geoff Johns has revealed that a videogame featuring the Suicide Squad is currently in development by Warner Bros. Interactive.  He described the game as “hardcore violent”, which would not surprise regular readers of the title.

It is presumed the game will launch to coincide with the feature film also in development, with Sherlock Holmes producer Dan Lin attached to the project.

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Booster Gold #20

Posted in Booster Gold, Comics, DC with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on 26th May, 2009 by Adam Redsell
You'd be surpised how few Commies are actually in this.

You'd be surprised how few Commies are actually in this.

“1952 Pickup”
Author: Keith Giffen
Artists: Patrick Oliffe & Dan Jurgens
Inkers: Norm Rapmund & Rodney Ramos
Colorist: Hi-Fi
Letterer: Sal Cipriano
Assistant Editor: Harvey Richards
Editor: Michael Siglain
Cover Artist: Jurgens & Rapmund

I stopped reading Booster Gold after lucky issue 13.  That’s two issues after Geoff Johns left the book, which yielded a noticeable drop in quality.  All the while Dan Jurgens continued to draw Booster – which was great, seeing as he created the character – but writing duties were passed to less accomplished writers, and at one point, Jurgens had to draw and write.  I thought it was only a matter of time before this once illustrious series got the axe.  Not yet, it seems.

When I noticed Keith Giffen’s name credited on the front cover (along with Jurgens’) of issue 20, I decided now might be the right time to climb back into the chronosphere with Booster Gold and Rip Hunter.  After all, Giffen has quite a pedigree when it comes to Booster Gold.  Booster was in Giffen’s hilarious incarnation of the Justice League.  Giffen also did the page breakdowns for my favourite ‘event’ comic, 52, in which Booster was a major character.  But most importantly, Giffen has a reputation for witty dialogue.

He doesn’t disappoint in that regard – Booster’s a smartass as always and Rip’s a time-wearied cynic as expected – although I was missing the presence of his robotic encyclopaedia, Skeets (perhaps there wasn’t room for three smartasses in Giffen’s story).  When I stopped reading the title, Booster’s sister had just joined the crew, which was an interesting development, so it was sad to see that she had already been dispensed with (or maybe she’s just on an adventure with Skeets).  The issue kicks off with an amusing verbal skirmish between Booster and Rip,

In Booster Gold #20, Rip’s time machine stalls ‘somewhere to the left of yesterday’, and Booster decides to pass the time by visiting the [relatively] peaceful 50s.  He, of course, gets more than he bargains for when he journeys to 1952.  Hoping for Las Vegas, he lands instead in the Nevada desert, near the small town of Mosely, population 265, but more importantly, near a top-secret rocket launch site.  Booster, oblivious to the ‘anti-cape’ laws of the time, flies to the nearest servo [Americans read: gas station] for directions to Sin City.  What he gets instead is the ‘FBI’, who actually turn out to be none other than Sergeant Rock and the Suicide Squad.  They blackmail Booster into stopping one of the world’s first manned space flights, because the project is headed by a deep cover Soviet scientist.  Booster is happy to oblige when he realises the first successful manned space flight wasn’t to occur until a decade later.  Everybody wins.  (This, of course, leads to some witty banter between Booster and Sgt. Rock.)

This issue was pretty entertaining.  Probably the biggest disappointment was the guest art by Patrick Oliffe.  It’s not bad per se, but the characters’ faces lacked detail at times, and Jurgens’ Booster just can’t be matched.  It probably would have fared better had the issue not been book-ended by Dan Jurgens’ illustrations.  It just lacked consistency given the differences in style and ability.  Of course, I would have preferred that Jurgens drew the whole thing, but obviously there were time constraints there.

When all is said and done, Booster #20 is a simple, yet enjoyable one-shot.  Whether or not you’ll enjoy this issue is wholly dependent on what you value most in a comic book – the writing, which is great, or the art, which is good in places, and merely *okay* in others.  If you enjoy Keith Giffen’s ear for dialogue and *a spot of* Dan Jurgens’ art, then by all means, have a read.

Get Out Of My Comic Books, U.S. Navy.

Posted in Miscellaneous with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on 6th May, 2009 by Adam Redsell

I have a bone to pick with the U.S. Navy.  And it’s not what you’d expect.

It all started with a comic book that I was reading about seven months ago.  It felt remarkably solid, and didn’t have the usual flexibility of a comic book.  When I went to flip the page (from the edge, so as not to contaminate the ink with the oil from my fingerprints), I found that I couldn’t, and had to physically grip the page between my thumb and forefinger to turn the page.  I found the offender on the next page – a cardboard reply post paid slip, courtesy of the US Navy.

It was part of a recruitment drive, and it had a series of tick-boxes on it with suspicious-looking codes next to each choice.  Presumably the idea was that comic book readers were a previously untapped demographic for the armed services.  It only stands to reason, after all, that people who enjoy reading the likes of Checkmate, Suicide Squad, or the Secret Six would also like to participate in the joys of actually killing people and blowing things up in real life, right?

I don’t know. I was busy trying to figure out how on Earth this cardboard slip got in there, and how to best pull it out.  Turns out it was folded along the staple-line and slipped in between the staples, so I had to pull it out through one side without uprooting said staples.  It was only in a couple of comics, and I figured it out eventually, so no harm done, right?  Wrong.  The following week, the same damn slip appeared in EVERY SINGLE ONE of my comic books, and the week after that.  As of today I have enough recruitment forms to have joined the Navy at least 28 times.  To tell you the truth, I’ve been throwing them all around the floor and making snow angels with them, so I kind of lost count.

I understand the U.S. Navy’s need for new blood to patrol the open seas, but next time, how about just taking out a page ad with a hotline number like regular folk?  This kind of advertising is just plain annoying and intrusive.

[Then again, ‘intrusive’ is probably more their style…]

Don’t they know that most comic book nerds are either a) overweight, b) overly weedy, or c) lefty scum?  And then there was the fact that I’m an Australian, and I buy my comics from an Australian comic book shop.  That’s one of the questions, though: “Are you a U.S. citizen?”  So presumably they don’t care if you’re American or not either.

Who knows, maybe a Batman fan out there wants to strike fear into the hearts of terrorists the world over.  I don’t know about you, but I’d rather leave that type of thing to Batman.  Incidentally, there is a graphic novel in the works called Holy Terror, Batman! by Frank Miller, who else?  I’m guessing it’s satirical, though, and therein lies the difference.

So let this be a warning to you, U.S. Navy.  If you don’t stop infiltrating my comics, every pizza coupon I can find will be piggybacking its way back to HQ par avion.  And thanks to your generosity, you’ll be footing the bill.