Excalibur Comics, Portland's best comic book store, held one of its quarterly 50% off sales this weekend. I no longer buy any comic books except at this sale. Today bought about 25 old issues of Classics Illustrated (including Mutiny on the Bounty and Men Against the Sea) and some miscellaneous comics to be used as wall decorations in our library. (I was going to hang some original comic book art, but the prices are too high.)
I was leafing through some of the comics I bought today and realized that, taken out of context, individual comic panels are the embodiment of camp.
I'm tempted to start a comic-panel-of-the-day site. For now I'll content myself with posting some images to this weblog over the next few weeks, starting with this one from Fantastic Four #106 (page two, panel one):
Spurred by my new comic book purchases, I've dragged my comics in from the shed and spread them all over the living room. All over the living room.
We just watched Philadelphia, which is one of Kris' favorite movies. It always makes her cry.
She's in the other room now, listening to Neil Young's "Philadelphia (City of Brotherly Love)" over-and-over. I'm sure she'll be playing "Streets of Philadelphia" next.
It's when she does stuff like this that I love her most...
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2004 — Good Poems A good poem is a thing of beauty.