McDonald's, Comic Books and Skee-Ball, also known as How Jason Spent his Formative Years
It’s Friday. Welcome to the melange.
I’ll go with the McDonald’s analogy for Patterson and his ilk. But, as we learned from Supersize Me, too much of that stuff will kill you.
People need more than James Patterson or Mary Higgins Clark, just like they need more than Roberto Bolaño or James Joyce. Everything in moderation, right?
Except for Thomas Hardy and Skee-Ball. You can indulge in those things without abandon.
Speaking of junk food, I’ve made it my goal to find a comic book my wife will like. I was a superhero junkie back in my grammar school days. I eventually branched out to other uses of the genre. Now, I don’t collect superhero comics anymore but will still make the monthly pilgrimage to the local comic store. I’m collecting Terry Moore’s “Strangers in Paradise, Bill Willingham’s “Fables,” and a few titles from Brian K. Vaughan and Robert Kirkman.
You can buy comic trades from most book stores, but I still go to a comic shop. Because the best part about reading comics (or anything else, for that matter) is arguing with other people about it in the comic book shop.
I bought trades of “Y: The Last Man” by Vaughan for my wife. I figure she’ll like it. The story begins with the death of almost every male mammal on the planet. And, knowing my wife, I think she’d be entertained by Vaughan’s depiction of the gendercide.
The guys who run Comic Heaven in Willoughby have threatened to form an adult comic book club. (No, by “adult,” I do not mean pornographic.) A little wine, a little cheese, a little discussion of Frank Miller. (Personally, I think he’s a misogynistic hack, but your mileage may vary.) It’ll probably never happen; but, if it does, I’m taking Tricia with me.
-Jason Lea, JLea@News-Herald.com
P.S. The anniversary of Hart Crane’s death is Monday. That would be a good opportunity to write about him, wouldn’t it?
P.P.S. I have a question for you, Tricia. What "classic" author do you think is the most overrated?