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"They should have told me ahead of time they did not want me to lie or make up facts."
Another trip through the shortboxes last night. This time I dug out some old stuff from Pacific Comics: an indie outfit from the eighties that seemed pretty daring at the time. I usually confuse them with Eclipse, but a quick Wiki-check shows that many Pacific folks headed over there when PC went belly-up. At any rate, the books aren't terribly memorable, but they are sort of charming. There's lots of very conscious boundary-pushing, but but the boundaries were a long way from where they are now--so all of the edgy storylines and prominent nipplage come off as almost quaint and exotic. And, as with Camelot 3000, it's nice that people were still writing straightahead heroic adventure stories, even if they were muddying them up a little. (Like Mike Grell's Robert E. Howard riff in Starslayer.) Twenty-odd years after Dark Knight and Watchmen, can you still write stuff like that without irony or condescension?
@ 7:51:00 AM,
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