The Next Event Comic

[DocMercury]

(08-20-2011 09:46 AM)chudleycannonfodder Wrote:  

(08-20-2011 09:31 AM)DocMercury Wrote:  Hey, does anyone know when Kirk McGorester's next issue of Garbage Gill: Cesspool Snorkeller is supposed to come out? It's been six months since the last issue in what was supposed to be an ongoing. Now it's a two-issue miniseries? WTH?!! What happened to the McGorester that revived Ignatius Rockwell, Molten Millionaire? the final issue, where Rockwell finally revives his imaginary sidekick Spitball, had me on the edge of tears. That was excellent writing, though the art from "Snarky" Parsifal Stevens was what really brought that adorable semi-fictional sentient loogie to life.

You liked the return of Spitball? I guess it was okay, if you like reading crap. I stopped reading McGorester years ago; he hasn't done anything good since the Extreme version of The Snack Packs. And other than that, what has he written worthwhile? That mini he wrote where Commandant Breakdance was raised in Colombia and became the leader of a drug cartel only to be revealed that it all took place inside a snowglobe inside a crackfic story was interesting, but we all know he stole the idea from Smarkinsdale.

Ever since Zombie Movie: The Graphic Novel was picked up to be made in to a movie when he was part way through scripting issue 2 he's been starting film pitches, excuse me, comics, and then abandoning them once they get a movie deal.

And don't get me started on his "comedy" Help Me Help You Help Mussolini and the sequel Help Me Help You Help Mussolini Help Hitler. UGH.

Well, of course, none of his new stuff is any good. McGorester only writes anything worthwhile when he's miserable; Gods That Weep in The Shower at 2 A.M. was the greatest arc of any of the comics on the Tin Lotus imprint; Clive Cuchulainn, forced to deal with the consequences of his own immortality as the last of the Silent Age version of the Anti-Crime Club is murdered off one by one by Killoccoccus, the Bacterium from Before TIme. That was genius, that was art, written as all twelve of McGorester's conjoined uncles lay dying from the failure of their thirteenth and last shared heart. That was McGorester in his prime!

I can't speak for the Extreme version of the Snack Packs; the Extreme line was never to my taste, too much salsa and post-re-de-re-constructionist treatment. His comedy is actually very good if you get some of the historical context, but Zombie Movie? Total tripe, but the original seventies version by Drake Turgidhaussen? That's a comic that needs to be read.

I do like Smarkinsdale. His underground work on Piss Puddle: Tales from an Abject Failure is an exercise in grotesqueries that still manages to tell the tale of a man with nothing to his name but a hangover and the ability to speak to cities in Swedish.