Hotsauce, am I missing something by not snagging Sex Criminals? I browsed the first issue and wasn’t blown away. But I mean, it’s Fraction and Zdarsky. And as this cover for the fourth printing of the title’s first issue (buh?) proves, these two are fucking amazing.

Hit the jump to check out the cover.

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Well, I had no idea. No! Idea! That we weren’t already in the exomoon game. Just sort of figured that all those exoplanets we were spotting had their own luna-esque buddies.

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Paul Rudd is going to be Ant-Man. Paul Rudd is going to be joining the MCU. This — this fries my brain with glory, happiness, glee, confusion. Paul Rudd is going to Ant-Man for Edgar Wright. Is this real life? Times are good, man.

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Seems like a lifetime ago that Frank Darabont was the happy showrunner of The Walking Dead. First his ass was fired. Now it appears said buttocks was canned in order to screw him out of royalties. Ah, show business!

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Can you imagine that shit? If somehow I pierced time, space, and the Multiverse? Got Aeris to be the flower girl at my wedding? And then like WHOOSH down comes Sephiroth and fucking kills her again? Best wedding ever.

Oh here’s some cosplay.

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If this rumor holds, the Man of Steel franchise will continue assimilating a ridiculous quantity of talented actors into its corpus. WB apparently wants Joaquin Phoenix to play Lex Luthor, and I think that would be fucking awesome.

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Seven days left, ya’ll!  You feelin’ it?  Merry X-Mens is right around the corner, and the search for gifts, trimming of trees, all that goofy shit is reaching a fever pitch.  Me?  No X-Mens Spirit yet, folks, I gotta be up front.  Ol’ Hotsauce is workin’ like crazy and is bone-weary.  But I’m getting there.  It helps when I get to kick back and relax, catch up on the tv I’ve had to ignore, and dive into the ever-growing “To Read” funnybook stack.  That stack grows considerably larger this week as a truckload of my very favorite books drop.  It’s like Kris Kringle, even knowing full damned well I’ve never been on the NICE list, is still looking out for me.  Hit the jump and see what books have caught my eye and belong in stockings across the globe (note:  do not actually put a comic book into a comic book fan’s stocking – don’t fuck up the CGC value plzzzzz), and make sure to tell us what books you want wrapped, bagged, and boarded under YOUR tree.  For those of you reading that don’t celebrate X-Mens, you should be ashamed.  Very un-American of you.  Xavier died for all of our sins, and his birthday should be kept holy.

On to the books!

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Shia LaBeouf has come off like a pretentious turd-sucking asshole for a while now, so I’m glad to see it all coming to a head. LeDouche ripped off a Daniel Clowes comic from 2007 for some shitty pretentious short flick of his. Somehow he didn’t think he would get caught. He did. Best part? His “apology” sucks just as much as the rest of his career. Existence.

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I’m not some sort of analyst. Of any kind. So I don’t know what to make of the fact that comics’ direct market sales went up almost 9.5% in November. Other than a “Hee-yay!, comic books as an industry are doing better!” I mean, they very well could not be. I don’t know. So presented without any actual thought is the following information.

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‘Cause it’s pink! Ya see! You can be tickled pink! By this star-forming region. Oh whatever. Now that you mention it, (I know you didn’t mention it) where does that phrase come from? Tickled to the point of blushing? Man — that seems like fucking assault. Or is it battery? Whatever! Whatever!

Hit the jump for the full image. Plus!, info.

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