Odd Quote

 I lead an unusual life, here in my pico mundo, my little world.  

I am at peace.

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Thank y'all.

You know who you are.

It's Cool to Hate

Obscure cross-reference time! I fell asleep listening to Ixnay, had a dream with the cast of The Breakfast Club, and came up with this T-shirt design in the morning:

Needless to say, but actually I'm far from hating Ally Sheedy. The freak basket case was easily the best character, and she looked incredibly hot in that 80's goth outfit.

This reminds me, after T-Rez announced the long-awaited return of NIN, I came up with another design. Be careful though, it's full of irony - watch it too long, and your screen might begin to rust...

Shirt templates stolen from here, some of the polaroid frames from here. 

Death and Cigarettes #3

That was bollocks.

Winter's gone, and so is Hellblazer, after 25 years and 300 published issues.

I'm not the world's greatest comic geek; in the recent years I haven't read many titles outside the Vertigo stuff and the occasional Aliens book by Dark Horse, but I was an avid 'blazerite, and even though the recent Peter Milligan run felt like a cheap parody at best, I'm going to miss this series like hell.

The man himself, our anti-hero, John Constantine - Sting-lookalike British arsehole on paper, L.A.-dwelling Keanu Reeves on film - got rebooted as a younger, family-friendly version in his new series (rated T+, with an extremely creative title, although the fandom will always be referring to it as Heckblazer), slipping into convenient continuity not just with his fireball-throwing Dr. Jones rip-off Justice League Dark self, but also the rest of the colorful superhero-y businesses of the mighty DC Universe. Sigh.

You know, the really-really good thing about Hellblazer is, I mean was, that despite all the magical craziness  the hordes of demons and blood-soaked horror, the stories were mainly always about the screwed up life of one guy, a not in any way normal, but relatively average, and relatable guy. At least in comic standards. John didn't have any superpowers. He knew some magic tricks, sure, and was skillful at manipulating the living shit out of any friend or foe, but his only real "gift" was the ability to con himself out of any given situation, masking his fear and way too caring personality with stinging one-liners, that bastard image and masterfully faked self-confidence.

In many ways - many wrong ways too, I must add - this character channeled our everyday lives and fears, serving as both a contemporary symbol and a gambler's guide of working class society, something that Whatever-Man, Dr./Mr. Random, and watered down DCJCs will never achieve.

Am I getting sentimental? Sod it, here's to 25 years of fine reading material, 300 issues, mini-series, and several one-shot specials. I wonder how far Heckblazer will get before the inevitable cancellation.

pixenomorphy #6

(...) the X-File being,

Looking like some kind of blue-green Jackie Chan

with Isabella Rossellini lips (...)

HFS indeed.

Telling Truth, Telling Lies, I Used To Have a Friend

I say it means a lot.

Facts are, the General's first post placed a ticking bomb into my subconscious  and the four trunkbumper's "No Hero" has been randomly popping up again and again on my playlist in the last two weeks. I couldn't help it; this is a topic I usually try to avoid at all costs, but here we go, with a complete post, thought-out, written down, waiting to be published.

24 / 1 / 06

Miért mindig az ártatlanok szenvednek? - tettem fel magamban e kérdést többször is a nap folyamán. Válasz természetesen nem érkezett, így inkább másként fogalmaztam meg a problémát. Miért nem szenvednek sohasem a bűnösök?

Perspectives, personalities and moral codes change, but some of your questions will never go away.

(Click here to ruin this reflective moment.)

A.F.O.G.

Rewatched Prometheus the other day. Like most Ridley movies, it was a good deal more enjoyable the second time around and - did you notice how friggin' ripped Noomi Rapace looks in it? Among all the Giger-esque body horror it's not hard to overlook the great deal of physical training that woman went through for the role, but if you stop and look for a moment, or maybe compare Dr. Shaw with the original Lisbeth Salander, whoa.

Weyland Corporation - Building Better Muscles

It's kind of funny how hard they try putting Charlize Theron into this powerful, dominating, basically bully character, while it's pretty clear that Noomi could take Her Skinniness out without much effort. Still, both of them could kick my ass, if it came to that, and realizing this I felt compelled to buy a pair of dumbbels and start working out properly, or at least the way I did back then, during those brighter days.

So dear Prometheus crew, thanks a lot for inspiring me, and be blessed by His Bald Retocnness' holy touch or whatever. I'm off to drink some diet black goo.

pixenomorphy #5

I like my job. My job doesn't like me.

Fish Walk Among Us*

Wanna hear about something crazier, more badass, and also a lot cheesier than TMNT, Street Sharks, Extreme Dinosaurs and the whole Transformers family combined? How about a bunch of sperm whales  in robotic exo-suites, walking on land, flying in the air, and fighting alien invaders in outer space?

Mechawhales, I repeat it, Mecha-f*cking-whales is the name of this franchise, created by Hauke Scheer - his designs can be seen on DeviantArt, the backstory of the whales can be read on this site - you can also watch two animated short films about it -, and here I'm going to show you the latest character incarnation, the limited 3.5" Infantry Whale PVC figure, chicky-cheeky-check i' out:

Would pass as the secret love child of Dennis Nedry and that Dilophosaurus

Writing that I wish I could be 5 years old now would be true to some degree, but that fact is, the sight of this magnificent cetacean made me feel like a kid again for hours. Alas, it's been a long time since I could afford to spend 50 bucks on an action figure, but a man-child can dream and it would certainly be sweet to own one of these one day. For now, I wish the very best for Mr. Scheer and his vision, hopefully it becomes a cult hit, and one day we can see a live-action movie adaptation, either with or without the involvement of Michael Bay.

... and if you are wondering, what would happen if a fifty ton sperm whale (alright, I know you could hardly hold it back the first time; let's hear a huge giggity) walked ashore on mechanical legs, look no further than Junji Ito's horror manga, Gyo. It's a tale of bio-mech terror, foul body gas and disgusting sea life, both creepy and (mostly because of the translation) funny at the same time, highly recommended stuff.

Yes, you are supposed to read that from right to left

*Yup, I do know that whales are mammals, and not fish. The title is merely a reference to Christopher Lloyd's book from that half-assed Piranha sequel, which was a reference itself to a scene in Joe Dante's original Piranha, that was referencing the Creature from the Black Lagoon series, which was referenced in the third Back to the Future movie. I'm not sure where I'm going with this, but hey, that too had Christopher Lloyd...