Yeah, man! Futz those old fuddy-duddy teams featuring Grandpa Rogers and Uncle Stark. Marvel’s new collection of teen heroes ain’t got time for them squares! They’re forming their own team, the brash-as-fuckly titled Champions.
Adam McKay is keeping some of his skills in the comic book adaptation game, man. McKay was brought in to add his writing chops to Ant-Man after the departure of Edgar Wright, and now he’ll be directing Irredeemable.
The much cherished Daredevil creative team is turning their eyes on the Blackest of Widows. Waid, Samnee, Wilson, and Caramagna will be bringing their talents to the super spy’s next ongoing comic.
Marvel’s post-Secret Wars ‘Avengers’ book being written by Mark Waid, art by Mahmud Asrar and Adam Kubert
Marvel has revealed the team behind their Avengers title, coming out of Secret Wars. And, it ain’t too shabby!
How do you get me to read Archie? You stick Fiona Staples on the artwork. Oh, and Mark Waid penning the title doesn’t hurt.
Maybe it’s telling, but all I can fucking think about when reading that Mark Waid will be bringing Agents of SHIELD to Marvel’s comic universe is this: “What the fuck is going to happen to Weaver and Hickman’s SHIELD?” Cause honestly? If the former is going to cause the latter’s demise — fuck that.
There really isn’t a spin on Daredevil ending that isn’t going to aggravate the shit out of me. If the title is being killed because of poor sales — fuck that. If the title is “ending” so that yet another fucking Marvel title can be relaunched again — fuck that. I fear the latter. ‘Cause these days Marvel really seems keen on relaunching titles, and shitting on the concept of accessibility (volume…6…issue 1…but before the uh….Heroic Age first issue…uhhhh).
Buy These F**king Comics! – August 15, 2012: Sextillion can’t handle Butcher Baker! Dude rolls hard.
Wednesday. The delicious oasis in the middle of the weekly grind. Deliver us from 9-5. Deliver us from Cubicles. Deliver us in the form of weekly sequential artwork. Laser beams. Righteous makers. Providing just enough escape to slog through the last two days. This here is Buy These F**king Comics!, the column where we share the various titles we’re excited for on a given week. This column is powered by audience interaction, so if you see my poor taste and me abstaining from mentioning a title, throw it into the ring. Sharing is caring.
I’m paraphrasing, obviously. However the guts of the sentiment remains the same. Mark Waid is fine with people pirating his comic books — even the ones that cost money.
It’s approaching midnight and I sipping liberally from a recently-cracked open two-liter of Pepsi Max. This can only mean a few things. Diablo 3 has launched, my semester is over, and I may very well be dead by the time you read this. Slouched over all fucking South Korean internet cafe Starcraft stylee. Should I continue sucking wind into the meatier part of this Wednesday, I shall be snagging some comic books. These are the ones I’m digging on. Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to tolerate my stupidity and then augment my list with the titles you’re going to procure for an exorbitant sum. Especially if I don’t list your little binky title. I’m willing to riff on anything should you suggest it.
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