Pre-registration for the 2014 San Diego Comic-Con started at noon Eastern Time today for those who attended last year’s convention. It used a pretty radically different methodology to handle the sale than in previous years, but ended with the same result: with some people thrilled with the results, some people disappointed with what they were able to get, and yet others screeching with rage and hatred over glitches, technical roadblocks, and complete and utter frustrating failure.
Not gonna lie to you, we have a busy day today: I need to run a few errands before heading to the day job, and this evening will be spent preparing and drilling for our multi-pronged assault on the Internet to navigate the San Diego Comic-Con preregistration process tomorrow morning – there are multiple locations, redundant IP addresses, and multi-faceted communications involved, because we don’t like to screw around – so I don’t have a lot of time today, but I did see this one little tidbit that I wanted to share.
Apparently Paul Bettany, who is the dude who does the voice of JARVIS in the Avengers and Iron Man movies, has been cast as an actual walking, talking, physical presence in Avengers: Age of Ultron.
Notice I didn’t say he was cast as a person. Because he hasn’t. He’s been cast as The Vision.
Actually, wait – I didn’t mean to imply that an android can’t be a person. I don’t want to be offensive to robosexuals. If “robosexuals” is, in fact, what you want to be called; this isn’t addressed in the Associated Press Style Guide. I’m sure your love for the RealDoll is as pure and innocent as the driven snow. Or as filthy and kinky as between any two perverted humans. I don’t want to offend anybody. I’m just trying to talk about Paul Bettany as The Vision.
So yeah, let me do that.
Several months ago, in a halcyon time when Boston wasn’t buried under a foot and a half of wet snow and Parker the Kitten was gleeful to get dry cat food as opposed to crawling on the kitchen table trying to gobble my damn risotto, we reported that AMC, the network that brought you The Walking Dead and The Killing (which, ironically, stumbled around after it should have been dead long after any of Robert Kirkman’s walkers), had bought the rights to develop a television series out of Garth Ennis’s and Steve Dillon’s Preacher. This was good news, while the fact that the project was to be developed by Seth Rogen was, well, weird news.
Of course, a development deal is a long haul away from an actual greenlight – just ask any 80s stand-up comic who got a five-figure check from a TV network, only to discover that it was worth relative pocket change to NBC to make sure that they wouldn’t complete with Leno, just before having to head back home to Podunk to catch a straight job on the swing shift packing bananas – and even though the rumor was that AMC paid beaucoup delores for the rights to the comic, that doesn’t mean that they would be willing to chuck the bucks behind a story that requires producing sets of not only a massive compound in the Middle East, but of a massive gun and tank battle in the desert, not to mention fucking Heaven itself.
Well, it looks like AMC thinks a little more of Preacher and the production abilities of Seth Rogan and Evan Goldberg, because after years of various movie, TV and HBO rumors, Preacher has been greenlit for development.
So it’s only been about a year or so since the conclusion of Greg Rucka’s run on The Punisher – a run that we very much liked here at Crisis On Infinite Midlives. And in the meantime, we have had Punisher running around with The Thunderbolts, which has been fun but not exactly the natural habitat for a lone killer based on those pulp mercenary novels of the 60s and 70s where a lone man with a gun killed as many scumbags as it took for the writer to make his contract’s word count.
And sure, we’ve had a few tastes of the old loner, killing-criminals-alone-is-my-business-and-business-is-good Punisher in the meantime, but for every one of those, we’ve also had something like Space Punisher – fun, but not exactly The Punisher that long-time purists probably want to see. Sure, I like a fun guy wth a gun blowing shit up now and again, but in general, I like my Punisher like I like my steak: bloody, homicidal, and likely to kill not only you but your whole family. Which is why I am not welcome in finer dining establishments. Well, that and the obvious public drunkenness. But I digress.
So now, more than a year after Marvel Now started, we finally have a new solo Punisher title, written by Nathan Edmondson and drawn by Mitch Gerads. And it’s a Punisher that doesn’t include Venom or Elektra, that doesn’t have him out fighting weird supervillains, and instead has him back on the streets, fighting street-level crime with deadly force again. So a guy like me, who likes old-school Punisher, should be happy as a pig in shit, right?
Well, kinda.
If you are a geek in the 21st Century, it is almost a prerequisite to be a fan of Firefly. The only question is when and how you got involved in the show. Here at Crisis On Infinite Midlives, we either stayed in on Fridays to watch them or we set the VCR to tape them (note for the kids: back in 2000, TiVo was a toy for the rich. The rest of us had devices called “video cassette recorders,” which could record television if you set a timer, left your cable box on the correct channel, and remembered to insert the appropriate magnetic analog physical media. Next time, I will explain the concepts of “cable box” and “magnetic analog physical media.”), and not only saw the movie Serenity twice in the theaters despite being unemployed and broke at the time, but convinced my parents to go, despite the fact that they believed that “Firefly” was a form of designer synthetic amphetamine.
So I’ve been watching Firefly since the beginning, but honestly, a lot of the comics based on the show have left me a little cold. Sure, it’s always fun to hang out with the crew again for a little while, but the stories in the comics have always felt a little disconnected from the general goings-on of the main storyline. They’re flashbacks or side jobs or something like that, so while they’re fun to read, the stakes always feel a little lower because, since they’re not part of the main throughline, you kinda know that everyone’s gonna get out all right. And it ain’t a true Joss Whedon Firefly story unless anyone could wind up dead at any time.
Well, enter Serenity: Leaves on The Wind, written by Zack Whedon with art by Georges Jeanty, which, after nine years, is the “official” sequel to the movie Serenity. It takes place weeks or months after the crew broadcast proof of the Alliance’s role in creating the Reavers at the conclusion of the movie, which means that the Alliance has resigned in disgrace, the frontier worlds have been distributed all the supplies they need to become civilized, and Malcolm Reynolds and crew have been lionized as heroes, right?
Yeah, not so much.
The Super Bowl trailer for The Amazing Spider-Man 2 literally aired about three minutes ago. However, it was only about a minute long, with one or two jokes ar additional scenes in it, and besides: by this point in the game, if you’re anything like us, you are rejoicing in the apparent humbling of Payton Manning, and drunk as a lord because of it.
So in the public interest, here is an extended trailer for the movie that has a bunch more footage that didn’t make the aired commercial.
(via Bleeding Cool)
This is a short post, since I am racing the actual release during the currently-airing Super Bowl, but the trailer for Captain America: The Winter Soldier has been released. It features a good look at The Falcon. It is awesome. Here you go:
UPDATE: And we also have five minutes of the actual movie that was shown as part of Thor: The Dark World. And you can check that out after the jump.
So by now you’ve probably heard: Zack Snyder has cast Jesse Eisenberg as Lex Luthor in Batman Vs. Superman.
Sure, he also cast Jeremy Irons as Alfred Pennyworth – my co-Editor Amanda just said, “Yes!” when she heard that casting choice – but nobody’s panties are in a twist over Jeremy Irons. No, half the Internet has gone berserk over the idea of dorky Columbus from Zombieland playing Superman’s arch-nemesis. Of course, this is the same Internet that threw a rod when Superman killed a guy at the end of Man of Steel, and is completely missing the awesome possibilities that that choice opens up vis-a-vis Jesse Eisenberg, but that’s not the point right now.
The point is that, even though I am personally disappointed – when the botched report that Bryan Cranston was cast came out last year, I was as excited as anyone else, as I think he’d be a killer Luthor – I think that Eisenberg actually could be a good and interesting choice to play Lex Luthor.
It all depends on which Lex Luthor we’re talking about here… and I’m guessing it’s not one we’ve ever seen before.
2014 is less than a month old, and yet we are less than 90 days away from the release of Captain America: The Winter Soldier, and that feels weird.
It feels weird because it is most definitely a summer movie, and yet it is opening in the spring, while it has “Winter” in the title, and we are talking about it from the planet Hoth. Which is a fucked-up metaphor if ever there was one, but it is cold and I am tired and I grew up in a time when summer movies opened up on Memorial Day weekend, which at this point in the year feels far enough away that it will correspond to the release of Google Wetware.
Why yes, I have been drinking. What’s your point?
Anyway, with the release date coming up fast, the marketing blitz is moving into high gear. Not only will a trailer for the movie air during the Super Bowl this Sunday, but Marvel Studios has released new character-based posters for the movie. And I will stream those posters to your Google Wetware if you’ll provide your IP address and check the box saying you take full responsibility for any and all brain aneurisms arising from the transfer.
Wow; I think I put a little too much Irish in this Irish Coffee. What I meant was, you can check the posters out after the jump.
This has been one of those weird weeks. It is yet another week where the mercury on the thermometer hasn’t crept much about 20. Because of that, birds have nested in the vent leading to our bathroom fan. I know this because when I turned it on, I heard a terrible banging sound and a loud chirping. This means that I am now waiting to see if the little thing made it out of harm’s way safely, or if blood begins sinking into the bathrooom ceiling from above. And if it does, it will mean even more damage to the place, because Crisis On Infinite Midlives Home Office mascot Parker The Kitten will claw through every wall in the place to get to it.
And on top of it all, is was a weird week at the comic store. There are a lot of books, and even a lot of books that look pretty good… but not a lot of standouts, you know what I mean? There’s a few DC annuals, a few regular issues of some old standbys, but not a lot of, “holy shit!” books in the pile. That said, there’s weeks like that.
But with that said, any day with new comics is a decent one. Which means that this…
…means the end of our broadcast day.
But even though it isn’t a spectacular week, that doesn’t mean there there isn’t some good stuff in there. There’s a new issue of Saga (which is never a bad thing), another chapter in the really very entertaining Cataclysm crossover, a new issue of Guardians of The Galaxy (featuring the first part of The Trial of Jean Grey), and the one that excites me most: the first issue of Serenity: Leaves on The Wind, which is the first honest-to-Christ sequel to the Serenity movie!
But you know how this works: before we can talk about any of them, we need a little time to clean up the guts, restrain the cat, and read the comics. So while we do that…
…see you tomorrow, suckers!