Needs More Goldblum: The Adventures of Buckaroo Banzai Across the 8th Dimension

Jeff Goldblum is a neurosurgeon/some kind of cowboy.


As Dr. Sidney Zweibel, he is a colleague of Buckaroo Banzai, noted physicist, neurosurgeon, Samurai, rock musician, Jet Car driver, and comic book hero (and played by the awesome Peter Weller, best known for playing Robocop and William S. Burroughs, but not at the same time). When Buckaroo asks him if he'd like to join him and the Hong Kong Cavaliers and asks him if he sings:

A little. Yeah. I can dance...

Later, when after a concert Buckaroo comes to pick him up, Goldblum is decked out in this campy cowboy outfit. Apparently, Zweibel's grandfather was a cowboy star of silent cinema and he wears his old costumes out of respect/nostalgia. This is not mentioned in the film at all.

Goldblum is given the nickname of New Jersey, because he like Cavalier Reno Nevada, hails from such a place. All Cavaliers must have nicknames. Such as Rawhide or Perfect Tommy (because he's perfect, see).

Later, Goldblum runs around with a gun and acts like an everyman 'eyes of the audience' character:

Why is there a watermelon there?

Inventory: DVDs by Director

Inventory: Where I look at the stuff I have.

DVDs by Director: Where I judge filmmakers by the part of their filmography I own.



David Cronenberg: The Brood, Eastern Promises, The Fly, A History of Violence, Scanners, Spider, Videodrome

Conclusion: The body is a very scary place.


Chan-wook Park: Lady Vengeance, Oldboy, Sympathy for Mr. Vengeance

Conclusion: Always choose revenge.


George A. Romero: Dawn of the Dead, Monkey Shines

Conclusion: Be wary of zombies and/or monkeys.


Martin Scorsese: The King of Comedy, Taxi Driver

Conclusion: Robert De Niro is a scary obsessive loner.

Weekly Wikipedia Find: Panopticon

The panopticon is cutting edge prison technology brought to you by your contemporary, a one Mr. Jeremy Bentham, noted philosopher and prison technologist. The panopticon puts you next to godliness with its all-seeing omniscient layout. And as it is with Him, the prisoner never knows when he is being watched, as both He and warden have positioned themselves to take an observance centrally to observe potentially all at once.

Wikipedia by Week

Week Twenty-Five: Legendary
Week Twenty-Four: Ostern
Week Twenty-Three: Kilroy was here
Week Twenty-Two: Jack Parsons
Week Twenty-One: The Wold Newton Universe
Week Twenty: Anonymous
Week Nineteen: Monty Hall problem
Week Eighteen: Brown Booby
Week Seventeen: Dieter Dengler
Week Sixteen: New Jerusalem
Week Fifteen: Technological Singularity
Week Fourteen: Numbers Station
Week Thirteen: Culper Ring
Week Twelve: Mary Sue
Week Eleven: Byford dolphin diving bell accident
Week Ten: Deep-sea gigantism
Week Nine: Bloop
Week Eight: Rat king
Week Seven: Gustave Doré
Week Six: Tomorrow
Week Five: Borscht Belt
Week Four: Swampman
Week Three: Chinese room
Week Two: Ambrose Burnside
Week One: Lolita fashion

Neglect of Duties

Justin got drunk and neglected his blog.

Book Review: The Double Hook

The Double Hook by Sheila Watson

The Double Hook is a masterpiece of modernist Canadian fiction. Ostensibly set in 1930s British Columbia interior, it transcends those spatial and temporal limitations. The back cover describes it thusly as "men and women are caught upon the double hook of existence, unaware that the flight from danger and the search for glory are both part of the same journey. In Watson's compelling novel, cruelty and kindness, betrayal and faith, shape a pattern of enduring human significance.

In his afterword, F.T. Flahiff quotes Watson's mentor Frederick M. Salter as describing it as a book that will confound most readers (and reviewers) who gallop rather than read and whose pace courts bewilderment and frustration for readers confronted by its simultaneously spare and dense prose. As one of those readers who gallops (literally a gallop as I tend to walk while I read), I still recognize that there is something pure and perfect and so seminally Canadian about her work. Its characters are never truly defined as either native or European of ancestry yet somehow succeed at being applicable to both and the succinct appearances of Coyote adds both mythical and thematic resonance.

Still one reading keeps it pedestaled as something to be admired rather than loved. Rather it requires absolute attention and future readings over the quick clip of simple consumption. Absolutely recommended.

Misogyny: You know, for kids II

Oh, Homer*:

'I think I will go to Telemachos, you bitch, and tell him
how you are talking, so that he will cut you to pieces.'

-Odyssey, Book XVIII, li. 338-9

That's harsh, Odysseus. But just.

*Translation Richmond Lattimore.

Joy/Misery

I've started writing again.

Needs More Goldblum: The Lost World: Jurassic Park

Goldblum's Ian Malcolm, "scientist" (he's apparently referred to as more than once), returns for this sequel, this time as a headliner. The first time we seem, a jump cut presents him standing, still the man in black, in front of a tropical setting. Overlapping his image is a mother's scream from the prior scene of a dinosaur attack. Goldblum stoically yawns as the tropical setting is just a billboard in a subway station. And it's revealed that those clothes aren't all black, but rather dark brown tones. And even more colour will be introduced to his wardrobe later.

Goldblum is more than action man here, having ditched the glasses and sporting a perma-five o'clock shadow. When he gets to Dinosaur Island, he even sports action jeans. Clearly, he is a changed man. Luckily, he still sports some of his trademark wry wit, although not as much when he was the part-time comic relief character of the first film:

So you went from capitalist to naturalist in just 4 years. That's something.

Malcolm in this film is sort of defined by relationships with two characters. First off, he has a sassy black daughter. If we remember correctly from the first film, there was a throwaway line about Malcolm collecting wives. And here his sassy black daughter says,

You like to have kids but you don't want to be with them, do you?

The second character is a girlfriend paleontologist played by Julianne Moore. This makes The Lost World: Jurassic Park succeed just by making me imagine Jeff Goldblum and Julianne Moore having sex. It justs feels so right (I'll be having sweet dreams tonight).

Don't want to slight the Malcolm character too much as the film does make out to be a bit of a badass. First off, he survives a velociraptor attack (along with Julianne Moore and sassy black daughter*); velociraptors being the baddest motherfuckers ever. Secondly, after a tyrannosaurus rex has chased and trapped a bunch of humans into a waterfall cave, eaten one guy, and seemingly backed off, someone yells, "It's coming back." But instead of the T-rex, it's Jeff Goldblum. Who's king of the dinosaurs now, bitch? Yeah, Goldblum, that's who.

*Now that I think about, and without rewatching the third Jurassic Park film, the only velociraptor deaths that occur are caused by the tyrannosaurus in the first film and the gymnastics-wielding sassy black daughter in the second film.

Misogyny: You know, for kids I

Introduction: I generally like to convince people I am one horrible shell of a human being. But one thing the internet doesn't do is sarcasm. Not to say I'm not a horrible shell of a human being, but I am not a misogynist. No, that's too simple; I'm a misanthrope.

(From the Archives:) A Conversation Inspired by a Letter to Savage Love

Re: HARD: I'm not really sure what the point of your recent exercise in audience manipulation was, Dan, except to point out how crazy we bitches are. OMG, different women have different ideas about how to talk to a woman?! What a fucking revelation!

We're not a single, irrational monster made out of pussies, Dan, although I'm sure you've had nightmares to that effect.

People have different perceptions about how to talk to a woman versus how to talk to a man about the same subject. Does that make them guilty of thought crime? Oh, yeah, I forgot. We're just irrational, insane pussy monsters. We have to have inconsistencies between us pointed out by a sane, rational man. Thank you, Dan. Thank you for setting us… straight. It's just like I've always said. Gay men are no less misogynistic than straight men. They just have no reason to pretend to be nice to us.

Fat Happy Bitch

Justin says:
"We're not a single, irrational monster made out of pussies" that'll be my nightmare from now on

Phil says:
really?

Phil says:
I thought I finally had an exciting new fantasy

Justin says:
its not quite vagina dentata scary... but irrational pussy monster.... i'm afraid, i don't want to sound like a square here, but i can handle only one pussy per woman

Phil says:
oh man, you're missing out

Justin says:
you kids and your new fads can have the rest, though

Phil says:
I tend to just think of women as walking pussies anyways

Justin says:
you'd make the greatest caricature artist

Phil says:
every guy who comes by gets the most detailed, perfect representation
every girl is the same walking huge pussy
indiscriminate of age

Top Five V: The Films of Steven Spielberg

1. Raiders of the Lost Ark (1981)
2. Jaws (1975)
3. Empire of the Sun (1987)
4. Jurassic Park (1993)
5. Munich (2005)

Unseen: Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull (2008), Amistad (1997), Always (1989), The Color Purple (1985), 1941 (1979), The Sugarland Express (1974)

N/A: Shorts, TV Films (Unseen: Duel (1971)), Anthology Films

Honourable Mentions:

• Minority Report (2002)
• "D-Day Invasion," Saving Private Ryan (1998)*
• Schindler's List (1993)*

*If this was an Essential Spielberg list and not my personal top five, these "important" films about WWII would have a spot.

Update 25/05/08: I have since seen 1941 (1979). Having seen it, I can say that the entire film is shot with a sickly, gauzy softness that tries to purpose itself as cinematic shorthand for nostalgia.

Weekly Wikipedia Find: Legendary

Legendary is a wonderful word. Despite already being a Neil Patrick Harris catchphrase on the underrated post-millennial sitcom How I Met Your Mother and meaning "pertaining to legends," it has a third, equally awesome use. That is, it refers to a literary collection of legends. This collection, also known as legendarium, originally referred to, like hagiography, to texts studying the lives of saints. This can coalesce beautifully into an artificial (or modern) mythopoeia. I'm really enamoured of this idea of mythologies created around stories (i.e. an in-depth, never fully explained backstory) and may just have to start a series centred around the idea here on The Genius Defines.

Wikipedia by Week

Week Twenty-Four: Ostern
Week Twenty-Three: Kilroy was here
Week Twenty-Two: Jack Parsons
Week Twenty-One: The Wold Newton Universe
Week Twenty: Anonymous
Week Nineteen: Monty Hall problem
Week Eighteen: Brown Booby
Week Seventeen: Dieter Dengler
Week Sixteen: New Jerusalem
Week Fifteen: Technological Singularity
Week Fourteen: Numbers Station
Week Thirteen: Culper Ring
Week Twelve: Mary Sue
Week Eleven: Byford dolphin diving bell accident
Week Ten: Deep-sea gigantism
Week Nine: Bloop
Week Eight: Rat king
Week Seven: Gustave Doré
Week Six: Tomorrow
Week Five: Borscht Belt
Week Four: Swampman
Week Three: Chinese room
Week Two: Ambrose Burnside
Week One: Lolita fashion

A Novel Idea IV

Something something something something:

The Collector: After a long weekend vacation, a group of four friends flip their car driving back and die. One of the four (The Collector) is confronted by a mysterious stranger (The Devil) just outside of the crash site. Luckily, he is able to make a deal with the devil, figuratively speaking, and trade his soul, literally speaking, to this mysterious stranger in return for their lives back just before all the crashing and dying. Later, our hero (The Collector) is able to hit on this girl he likes who was also in the car with this soul-selling fact ("You don't remember this, but..."). Anyway, after she rewards his heroism carnally, it turns out that he didn't sell his own soul to save their lives, but rather the highly-coveted and extremely rare soul of Robert Johnson which the protagonist (The Collector) had purchased at garage sale and which the Devil had long sought after losing it in a poker game.

Top Five IV: Dream Jobs

Top Five Dreams Jobs: 1. Astronaut. 2. Old West Drifter. 3. Gentleman Hobo. 4. 1980 David Bowie from the Music Video Ashes to Ashes. 5. "Writer."

Nazis Make Great Villains

A Case Study

Those evil bastards, usually but not always necessarily German, make an easy villain for your story. Whether your story takes place from 1933 to 1945 or really anytime after that, making your villain a Nazi gives your viewers an instant rooting interest in your heroes and a hate for that villain. Here are four examples where this works:

A) Red Skull

Captain America's archenemy, Johann Schmidt was a Nazi general and confidant of Hitler who originally wore a red skull mask while coming into conflict with his adversary in publications during World War II. Both characters were put into suspended animation/publication limbo, though, with Red Skull being revived by and later head of terrorist organization HYDRA. Later, after rapidly aging, dying of old age, having his brain placed in a cloned body of Captain America, and abandoning his Nazi philosophy, he was exposed to his favourite poison, the Dust of Death, and his face was turned into the literal version of his once-mask, the Red Skull. Skull, is still pretty much a Nazi, though, once and forever, and is even shunned by other villains such as Magneto (a Jewish Holocaust Survivor).




B) Tyrannosaurus Reich

Tyrannosaurus Reich is a villain of short-lived superhero, Major Bummer, a slacker mistakenly imbued with superpowers by a pair of aliens. T. Reich was pulled to Earth through an interdimensional portal. His dimension: one of Nazi dinosaurs. His abilities include human-level intelligence, tyrannosaurus-level strength, the ability to manipulate firearms, and being epic.




C) Swarm

Swarm is a Marvel comics villain who most often fights Spider-Man. He's no ordinary man, though. No, he's composed of bees. He has a body of bees. Bees. But not just any ordinary bees. No, Nazi bees. Let this sink in. Bees. With Nazi sympathies. Nazi bees.




D) Raiders of the Lost Ark and Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade

These B-movie-style films are both globetrotting and set in that period of action & adventure film strips, the 1930s. What perfect adversaries for our Dr. Jones then, then our beloved Nazi villains? Who else would you rather see than Nazi interrogator Toht have their face melt off? Austrian collaborating scientist Elsa Schneider, maybe, but she would have to settle to falling into her death down a chasm. Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom said, Nazis, no time for love, and instead featured a Thugee death cult.

That our flag was still there

Who knew that something with zero culture, nation, or state would have a flag of its own?

Here's Old Neutral, standard of the Esperanto whatever:

Insemination Campaign

Now is the time that I shall start dropping the knowledge that I have blog in everyday conversation. Totally nonchalant and nothing more. No references on how to find the blog or what it's called. Just going to act like, hey everybody has a blog. What, you don't have a blog?

Drive Thru Please

Listening to this episode of This American Life about Ira teaching Sarah Vowell to drive, I realized that I've never driven through a Drive Thru (i.e. at the wheel). Bring on the next game of I've never; I'm ready.

Weekly Wikipedia Find: Ostern

The Western, like jazz in music, has been a quintessentially American genre in literature and film. It is so constitutionally about the frontier and frontier justice and norms. So to apply that elsewhere is a bit of jarring juxtaposition. Sure, directors like Sergio Leone made Westerns under the pretense of Italian, Spanish, and overall European productions, there remained something wholly American about them, whether it be blue-eyed, whole grown stars like Clint Eastwood and Henry Fonda. But then there was also Westerns being made on the other side of the blockade: Soviet, Red Westerns.

Proper Red Westerns actually took place in the American West, often made in the Eastern Bloc and being rather comedic in nature. But then there were the Osterns, Soviet-made, Soviet-set westerns depicting a new frontier: the steppes of the USSR. Often these films carried a political message, whether it be an idealization of the working class, of the downtrodden or of the ethnic minorities like a sympathizing of what would have been the noble savage Native American characters in a Hollywood Western.

Wikipedia by Week

Week Twenty-Three: Kilroy was here
Week Twenty-Two: Jack Parsons
Week Twenty-One: The Wold Newton Universe
Week Twenty: Anonymous
Week Nineteen: Monty Hall problem
Week Eighteen: Brown Booby
Week Seventeen: Dieter Dengler
Week Sixteen: New Jerusalem
Week Fifteen: Technological Singularity
Week Fourteen: Numbers Station
Week Thirteen: Culper Ring
Week Twelve: Mary Sue
Week Eleven: Byford dolphin diving bell accident
Week Ten: Deep-sea gigantism
Week Nine: Bloop
Week Eight: Rat king
Week Seven: Gustave Doré
Week Six: Tomorrow
Week Five: Borscht Belt
Week Four: Swampman
Week Three: Chinese room
Week Two: Ambrose Burnside
Week One: Lolita fashion

Chapter Headings III: A Manual for Sons

From the book within the book The Dead Father

(1)  Mad fathers
(2)  Fathers as teachers
(3)  On horseback, etc.
(4)  The leaping father
(5)  Best way to approach
(6)  Ys
(7)  Names of
(8)  Voices of
(9)  Sample voice, A
                            B
                            C
(10) Fanged, etc.
(11) Hiriam or Saul
(12) Color of fathers
(13) Dandling
(14) A tongue-lashing
(15) The falling father
(16) Lost fathers
(17) Rescue of fathers
(18) Sexual organs
(19) Names of
(20) Yamos
(21) "Responsibility"
(22) Death of
(23) Patricide a poor idea, and summation

Needs More Goldblum: Jurassic Park

Here Goldblum is a rock star mathematician-- sorry, chaotician-- and he owns the part. Doffed all in black, pants and button down, and topped with a leather jacket is the rock star. And for the intellectual (and shades of nascent hipster) are a pair of black-rimmed glasses. Brought to the island as one of three subject matter experts that the InGen board of executives wants to sign off on the viability of its adventure theme park dinosaur island, Goldblum's Ian Malcolm drops the knowledge on chaos theory and unpredictability:

Life, uh, finds a way.

Ian Malcolm is too a brash young punk. When not making quips about massive piles of triceratops shit and hitting on Laura Dern's paleobotanist character, he's losing his leather jacket as he sits in an automated Ford Explorer in the rain, showing off his short sleeves and his thoughts on water ripples. Then when Sam Neill's paleontologist protagonist decides to use a flair to get the tyrannosaurus rex's attention away from the kids, Malcolm has got to do it too, to lesser, more foolish and more impulsive effect.


After the dinosaur has thrown Malcolm into a thatched hut, collapsing it in the process, he spends the remainder of the film injured. But he's still rock star enough to have tourniquetted his own leg when his injured body is first found. He also spends the remainder of the film with his shirt ripped open, his chiseled body spilling out his shirt like a pulp hero, his rugged handsomeness that of an Edgar Rice Burroughs character. Yet this clashes with his injured status, which leaves him in a prone state, his damsel in distress sitting aside like the ravished, scantily clad exotic girl of a pulp cover or like Princess Leia chained to Jabba the Hut.

If there is one thing the history of evolution has taught us it's that life will not be contained. Life breaks free, expands to new territory, and crashes through barriers, painfully, maybe even dangerously.

Needs More Goldblum

Guess what? I got a fever! And the only prescription.. is more Goldblum!

Those crazy eyes, that nervous energy, the manic chattering, his tall, lanky frame, the slick black-brown hair, the classical tall, dark, and handsome figure underwritten by a certain, unmistakable Jeweyness. A sort of wry, knowing humour. The eyes darting, overthinking the delivery. You just have to be honest with yourself, and admit, that yes, the Goldblum easily makes any film he appears 300, 400% better.

Mix Tape

I'm going to be putting together some mixes. And like all things I do, it's going to take me a long, long while. So I'm going to go through the process here on The Genius Defines.

Mixes planned already:

• Chill mix
• Psych mix
• Squash mix

Chill mix is for chillaxin', obvs. Psych mix will be all rise (some say a good mix should be rise and fall, but this one will be all rise). Squash mix will be designed to play squash to. More to come.

Personal Cadence

I have a particular way of speaking that leads to confusion often. Specifically when I ask a question, casually, to someone. I drop pronouns and auxiliary verbs. So "Are you going to...?" becomes "Going to...?" out of my mouth. It's all in the rhythm. But since I speak in a mumbling monotone, my affectation is often missed. This results in people thinking I am referring to myself. They, sadly, are mistaken.

Running Joke I: Your Friends

Your friends all meet regularly to talk about you.

Weekly Wikipedia Find: Kilroy was here

Kilroy was here is a ubiquitous graffito popular among U.S. servicemen in the era of World War II and the Korean conflict. The graffiti itself is a depiction of a long-nosed, Ziggy-looking motherfucker peeking over a wall with the phrase "Kilroy was here" inscribed beside it. Many legends have sprung up for its origin, due to the varied places where it could be found. It's origins still, like many American things, belong to the British "Chad" and the Australian "Foo was here."

Wikipedia by Week

Week Twenty-Two: Jack Parsons
Week Twenty-One: The Wold Newton Universe
Week Twenty: Anonymous
Week Nineteen: Monty Hall problem
Week Eighteen: Brown Booby
Week Seventeen: Dieter Dengler
Week Sixteen: New Jerusalem
Week Fifteen: Technological Singularity
Week Fourteen: Numbers Station
Week Thirteen: Culper Ring
Week Twelve: Mary Sue
Week Eleven: Byford dolphin diving bell accident
Week Ten: Deep-sea gigantism
Week Nine: Bloop
Week Eight: Rat king
Week Seven: Gustave Doré
Week Six: Tomorrow
Week Five: Borscht Belt
Week Four: Swampman
Week Three: Chinese room
Week Two: Ambrose Burnside
Week One: Lolita fashion

Film Watch List: Winter 2008

These are the films I watched in Winter 2008. It's about 99% accurate as I compiled it retroactively. I plan to track month by month in the future. Stats at end.

*film has been seen previously/rewatching
†watched in theatre

in alphabetical order:

Ace in the Hole (1951)
Akira (1988)*
Alien (1979)*†
Aliens (1986)*†
All the Real Girls (2003)†
American Gangster (2007)
Anatomy of a Murder (1959)
Bad Lieutenant (1992)*
Batman: Mask of the Phantasm (1993)*
Battle Royale (2000)
Beetle Juice (1988)*
Bigger Than Life (1956)†
Big Trouble in Little China (1986)
Black Hawk Down (2001)*
The Blair Witch Project (1999)*
Blue Velvet (1986)*
The Boxer (1997)
Brazil (1985)
Breach (2007)
Bride of Frankenstein (1935)
The Brood (1979)
Caché (2005)
California Dreamin' (Endless) (2007)†
Casino Royale (2006)*
Children of Men (2006)*
C.H.U.D. (1984)
Cloverfield (2008)†
Cop Land (1997)
CQ (2001)*
Danger: Diabolik (1968)
Death Sentence (2007)
Dial M for Murder (1954)
Die Hard (1988)*
Dressed to Kill (1980)
The Evil Dead (1981)*
Fahrenheit 451 (1966)
For a Few Dollars More (1965)
Frankenstein (1931)*
From Here to Eternity (1953)
Full Metal Jacket (1987)*
Fur: An Imaginary Portrait of Diane Arbus (2006)
Funny Games (2007)†
Gallipolli (1981)
Gattaca (1997)*
Ghost in the Shell (1995)*
The Grapes of Wrath (1940)
The Host (2006)
Idiocracy (2006)*
In Bruges (2008)†
Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade (1989)*
Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom (1984)*
Invasion of the Body Snatchers (1978)
Jackie Brown (1997)*
Jarhead (2005)*
Justice League: The New Frontier (2008)
Knocked Up (2007)*
Let's Go to Prison (2006)
The Lives of Others (2006)
The Lookout (2007)
Major Dundee (1965)
McCabe & Mrs. Miller (1971)*
Monkey Shines (1988)
Monster's Ball (2001)*
The Mouse That Roared (1959)
My Darling Clementine (1946)
Ocean's Thirteen (2007)
Pat Garrett & Billy the Kid (1973)
A Prairie Home Companion (2006)
Primer (2004)*
Prince of Darkness (1987)
Ratatouille (2007)
Rebel Without a Cause (1955)*
Rescue Dawn (2006)
RoboCop (1987)*
Scanners (1981)
The Searchers (1956)
Seven Samurai (1954)
Shogun Assassin (1980)
Shoot 'Em Up (2007)
Snatch. (2000)*
Stalag 17 (1953)
Stanley Kubrick: A Life in Pictures (2001)
A Streetcar Named Desire (1951)
Sunshine (2007)
Superbad (2007)*
Superman: Doomsday (2007)
There Will Be Blood (2007)†
3:10 to Yuma (2007)
TMNT (2007)
The Treasure of the Sierra Madre (1948)*
Umberto D. (1952)
The Way of the Gun (2000)*
Witness (1985)
Zodiac (2007)*

Stats
Films watched: 94
Films previously seen: 34
Films watched in theatres: 9 (3 for free, 2 in a double feature)

Average # of films watched per day: 0.76
(term defined as between moving days: January 1 - May 3)

By Decade
1930s: 2
1940s: 3
1950s: 12
1960s: 4
1970s: 5
1980s: 20
1990s: 8
2000s: 40

Conclusion: I love the 80s.

Reading List: Winter 2008

Here's what I read Winter Term (January-May). A lot less than expected considering I had internet for the nearly the entire time unlike the summer. Then again, there's a lot more comics bloating it to mass.

the golden age*, james robinson and paul smith
all-star superman vol.1*, grant morrison and frank quitely
catch-22, joseph heller
superman: whatever happened to the man of tomorrow?*, alan moore and curt swan
batman: year one*, frank miller
batman: the dark knight strikes again*, frank miller
jla: earth 2*, grant morrison and frank quitely
y the last man vol.1: unmanned*, brian k. vaughan and pia guerra
y the last man vol.2: cycles*, brian k. vaughan and pia guerra
y the last man vol.3: one small step*, brian k. vaughan and pia guerra
y the last man vol.4: safeword*, brian k. vaughan and pia guerra
y the last man vol.5: ring of truth*, brian k. vaughan and pia guerra
y the last man vol.6: girl on girl*, brian k. vaughan and pia guerra
jla/jsa: virtue and vice*, david goyer and geoff johns and carlos pacheco
catwoman: the dark end of the street*, ed brubaker and darwyn cooke and mike allred
special topics in calamity physics, marisha pessl
crisis on infinite earths*, marv wolfman and george perez
extremely loud & incredibly close, jonathan safran foer
u.s. war machine*, chuck austen
chronicles: volume one, bob dylan
the age of reason, jean-paul sartre
the outsider, albert camus
preacher book 1: gone to texas*, garth ennis and steve dillon
preacher book 2: until the end of the world*, garth ennis and steve dillon
preacher book 3: proud americans*, garth ennis and steve dillon
preacher book 4: ancient history*, garth ennis
preacher book 5: dixie fried*, garth ennis and steve dillon
preacher book 6: war in the sun*, garth ennis and steve dillon
preacher book 7: salvation*, garth ennis and steve dillon

*comic books

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