First, I know this is very late, but I have been pretty sick. I spent an entire day doing nothing but lying on a couch, in a room that was at least 80 degrees, in a blanket, playing Pokemon and reading Robert Browning. Christ I’m weird. Well anyway, let’s talk about the second of those things while I’m thinking about it, hey? You ever read “Childe Roland to the Dark Tower Came?”
More history! But also comics! In this installment of my epic (that is, possibly never-ending) series on the history of fantasy, I wanted to talk about the original Wonder Woman comics – as well as, I suppose, the relationship that comics and fantasy have had since the early days of the superhero.
Or, a book by William Hope Hodgson that doesn’t suck.
That’s right, it’s time to return to the history of fantasy and William Hope Hodgson. I’m sure you’re pleased. This is a kind of breakout crossover hit, or whatever they call those these days. What I mean by that is it’s sorta science fiction as well as fantasy. Or something. Look, the bookshelves in stores weren’t labeled separately like they are now back then so it didn’t matter. Boats of the “Glen Carrig.”
Here we are with another installment of my James Bond series. Are you bored yet? I’m not, but I worry about you. I mean, there are a whole lot of Bond movies, and we’re not even up to the 90s and Pierce Brosnan’s smug little face. Anyway, this time we’re talking about License to Kill (or Licence to Kill, depending). People hate Timothy Dalton as James Bond. This is the movie that made me like him, God forgive me.