Young Avengers (Vol. 2), Issue #3 – “Parent Teacher Disorganization”

* Part 3 of 5 of the Style > Substance storyline *

Welcome to Loneliness & Cheeseburgers Presents: Young Avengers (Vol. 2), Issue #3 – “Parent Teacher Disorganization”! In the previous installment, Teddy catches on quickly that his “mom” isn’t actually him “mom” but an “interdimensional parasite” hellbent on throwing him and Billy into a large white rectangle dimension! It almost works, but Loki busts them out of there.

Unfortunately, much to Loki’s chagrin, Teddy and Billy are on to him and his possible hijinks. They take him over to Asgardia which is in – yes, you guessed it – Oklahoma.

A giant blue guy named Laufey meets them at the front gates. Laufey is supposed to be dead. This is supposed to be a surprise for the reading audience, but I instead care more about the bacon sandwich with ketchup that Loki got. Kinda gross, man, but also I want one.


Young Avengers (Vol. 2), Issue #3 [May, 2013]
Written by: Kieron Gillen
“Parent Teacher Disorganization”

Young Avengers (Vol. 2), Issue #3Hell yeah, cover art. ‘X’ marks the spot, and that spot is a fist. To the face. Courtesy of Miss America. Eat it. I’m low-key getting tired of Loki, as it were, and these two nerds aren’t helping push the story forward much, either. Let’s get a girl in the mix, ya jabronis.

“Something got your attention, Heimdall? Some manner of tumult? Some chaos?”

“Children, Volstagg. Loki and some human friends.”

Heimdall wears horns and carries a sword. Volstagg is fat with a beard.

Volstagg toasts to these young kids getting to fight a blue giant. Lucky, lucky, lucky.

Meanwhile, the lucky so-and-sos are having the time of their lives! Billy keeps Laufey distracted with blasts of magic jizz while Teddy attempts to carry Loki into Asgardia. It doesn’t work. Laufey tosses a chained bear trap toward Teddy’s leg and it catches. Blood is everywhere! Gross! He then yanks the chain toward him, pulling both Teddy and Loki toward his waiting wrath! Oh, the wrath waits, my friend. It waits for… well, nobody. It waits for nobody. Sorry for misleading you there for a moment.

“Everyone always said the streak-of-piss mouthy Loki boy’s good for nothing,” Laufey GUFFAWS as he raises a meat cleaver over his head. “I bet he’s good for eating.”

Young Avengers (Vol. 2), Issue #3

Boogity Boogity Boogity!!

Billy tries some of that Voodoo magic! It works a little bit; Laufey starts degrading into colored goo… but then Billy trips like a dumbass.

Don’t worry. Miss America not only shows up to plow into this guy’s face at 6,000,000 mph, but she proves that she’s the biggest badass this side of *looks it up again * Broxton, Oklahoma? Man…

The three of them stare at her in awe. Like “ohhhhh, THIS is how you’re supposed to be a hero! All this time I’ve been fucking up uselessly.”

“Everyone good?” she asks them. Teddy gets lippy. Billy just calls what she did cool. She knows she’s cool. Who are you again? And who’s the blue guy? And who cares, forget she asked.

Here’s what’s going on, ma’am. Teddy’s this guy *points to Teddy*. Billy raised his mom from the dead and she turned out to be some wackaloon parasite from an alternate dimension. Loki’s this guy *points to a fire hydrant*. Laufey’s supposed to be his dead father, but he also came back from the dead in some capacity. Dead parents are coming back in some capacity. Now you’re caught up.

BUT WHY AND FROM WHENCE?! Those questions aren’t important. Back off.

Miss America gets a piece of the action, too, since her two moms show up to lay down the guilt trip. “We turned ourselves into a smear across infinite realities for you. We saved the world and left you a utopia… and you run away from it?”

Miss America is like, yeah, we gotta go. Loki is about to say that thing he says that teleports him out of dodge, but America slaps his mouth shut.

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If I lost a tooth every time I said “REMR><PRBR”, I’d have a mouth full of teeth!

“Stop this. Come home,” says Mom #2. “You have a decade of studies to catch up on.” And Laufey starts rising up too with that sexy, angry glint in his eye! This is when Miss America lets Loki say the REMR>

It looks like Loki’s got everything under control! Let’s check in with the Kaplan household where Billy’s Pod Parents are fretting over the disappearance of their foster kid Teddy and their real kid Billy. “I can’t believe they haven’t called.” “They’re not normally inconsiderate.”

At exactly 10:28, which is the exact time these young Avenger-type kids popped up at the NYC nightclub, Mrs. Teddy’s Mom lady says that she’s found the kids. “They’re keeping terrible company,” she says, pulling on her jacket.

The Kaplans look sleepy. “We can’t have that. This is for the best, and we know what’s best, right? In the long run, they’ll thank us for it.”

Teddy’s Mom looks sleepy, yet wry! “Exactly.”

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Skrulls. Cute boys. Neither of these topics tickle America’s fancy, gentlemen. Read the room.

At the nightclub, America looks like she’d rather be anywhere else. The library, a church, a brothel, a KKK rally, anywhere. Loki holds up four IDs like they’re playing cards. “As you can see,” he grins to the bouncers, “all their IDs are in perfect order, gentlemen. Now, send over a Magnum, if you will.”

A Magnum can either mean two things to me: a Tom Selleck, or a giant condom. And, buddy, put the two together.

Anyway, Loki calls for the group’s attention. “It seems we’re all in this together. How to unravel the mess–”

America interrupts sulkily and warns Teddy and Billy that Loki cannot be trusted. They already know this! Look at him! They tried to carry his ass to Asgardia, remember? Broxton, Oklahoma! Home of the *checks Wikipedia* intention to form an actual town? lol

“You don’t know the full story,” America continues. “Before all this, he came to me… he tried to talk me into killing you.” Then they all glare at the mischievous little rapscallion. “Er… yes,” he admits, pouring himself a large glass of champagne. “I wanted you to protect him. Imagine if I asked you to do that. What would you have done?”

Nothing. The answer would’ve been nothing.

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What’s your other superpower, son? Throwing a lavish pity party?

Cool. America is intrigued now, since she never even considered that Loki didn’t want to be a total piece of shit. “Assume I believe you. What spell were you trying to cast?” Aha, nope! He wasn’t trying to cast a spell, he was trying to intercept Wiccan’s spell! Wiccan; you know Wiccan, right? Billy Boy. Right there. The kid that brought the interdimensional parasite back to their reality?

It didn’t work though! You can check the previous issues of Young Avengers!

“I tried to banish her, and it felt like I was going to die,” Billy says of Teddy’s fake not-dead mother. Too bad he’s tied too much of his full power into bring her through in the first place. You’d be able to actually banish her if you didn’t let her come over. Way to suck.

“Anything one can manage with a wand and a word is within my skill purview,” Loki pats himself on the back. “But this body? It has too little power. Even the minor spells exhaust me. Even that teleport has left me on the edge of having a nice little lie-down.” Long story short, Loki can teach this kid how to have a little more control so he can do the banishing spell! All it will cost him is however money it would take to buy about 300 of those bacon sandwiches. Hell yes! After that, the possessed parents will no longer be possessed. Parasites will be gone. We can all go home to our episodes of that old reality show with the Clock Hype-Man.

It will take too much time to learn, so scratch that. Let’s be expedient! “Loan me your power…” Loki says over his large glass of bubbly. And none of them like the sound of that one bit. “Just for ten minutes. I use it to cast the spell and… well, the problem goes away.” And none of them like the sound of that one bit.

“I wouldn’t lend you an eraser, let alone power over reality,” Billy glares. He doesn’t have many erasers, probably. Loki tries a new tactic and mentions Game of Thrones. “Who’s your favorite character?”

“Tyrion,” says Billy.

“Tyrion,” says Teddy.

“I’m Tyrion!” Loki smiles effusively. The declaration gets a lukewarm reaction.

The bouncer stops by to tell the children that their parents are here to pick them up. And indeed they are: Teddy’s Fake Mom. The Kaplans. America’s two moms. Nobody for Loki. Sad Loki. He tries to teleport them out of there again, but he flumps on the table like this: FLUMP! It’s pathetic. I don’t even drink and it would take me at least three glasses of champagne to flump!

Teddy Hulks out, as he should, being the Hulking, and starts wailing on the adults. America follows suit. Each punch and kick produces splashes of gooey liquid. The fighting lasts for about two pages. Sometimes they get punched back! Teddy gets a nice one right in the jaw by America Mom #1.

The lights go out.

“Billy. Wake up Billy. Fight’s over. We asked the parents to stay and everyone else to leave. They all did. They all understood. Grown-ups always do. And then we had a little chat about your future. And wonderful news!”

The lights come back on. Teddy’s mom is doing the talking.

“Everyone agreed that it’s best you and my lovely boy come home with me so I can feed on your souls until you’re nice and dead inside.”

The four children and trapped together in a net of fleshy goo! It would almost be quite sexy if Loki weren’t there. Also, the goo.

“Hope will only hurt you, Billy. It really will. Best to be rid of it.”

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I’m starting to think this lady isn’t really Teddy’s mom!.

Final Thoughts

Whoa doggies! What a pickle! How are these kids gonna get out of this one? And also, and further, plus…

…where’s Peter Parker in all this? That kid jacks off constantly. He’d be perfect for this group!

Ok, I’m done.

Bucketheadland Pike #3 – 3 Foot Clearance

Bucketheadland Pike #3 - Empty Space

Released: August 17, 2011
Length: 40:22


If I’m not mistaken, Pike #3 is the longest Pike at just over 40 minutes long. That means you get 10 minutes of extra music for the price of a regular Pike! The price of a regular Pike is roughly $1.25 and a common Pokemon card. Like a Pidgey or something, I don’t know. I never collected them.

“Griffin’s Spike” starts with one of those soaring, melodic bits before devolving into a mess of crunchy, fast-fingered electric guitar freak-outs! Then it returns to its main theme. I have nothing more to say about this one! Why did I even bother?!

“Rammellzee .. Hero of the Abyss” is a nerdy title if I’ve ever heard one. A quick search reveals that Rammellzee was a visual artist who has been cited as “instrumental in introducing elements of the avant-garde into hip-hop culture”. That sounds pretty rad to me, actually. I don’t know how Buckethead even lands within 800,000 miles of hip-hop culture, but burying a tribute to him in one of his useless Pikes albums as a send-off is thoroughly touching. I liked reading this part too: “Rammellzee died in New York City on June 28, 2010, at the age of 49, having suffered from the exposure to glue, paint fumes, resin and other toxins through his work and from liver problems.” Yeah, it sounds like a more dignified way of saying that he was huffing a rag for seventeen hours and the police found him trying to pull a noose tied around his dick with his teeth. It’s refreshing to learn something new once in a a while.

Floating Graveyard

Look at this abomination. You may as well launch your loved one into the sun.

We get back to basics on “Floating Graveyard”. It’s a slow, sludgy tapestry of wah-wah guitar tones and plodding drum beats… but then it becomes kind of a mid-tempo groove metal affair. I think this track is pretty cool, but the idea of a floating graveyard sounds terrifying and unfeasible. Where do the bodies get buried? Wouldn’t they just fall out from under and land on the many innocent passers-by below? No one wants someone’s decomposing grandfather’s dismembered limbs falling on their car windshields! Let’s think this one through a little bit more next time.

“Ballad of Jerry Mono” is a relaxing, after school special end credits groove. Comfortable. A life reflection. I’m going to guess that Jerry Mono fell into a month-long sickness during his freshman year at college after kissing Betty Mono on the tongue. They weren’t related, but maybe we should all steer clear of anybody with such a last name, wouldn’t you say?

I knew someone that had mono in college and she was reportedly sick between mid-September and the beginning of November. That sounds absolutely terrifying to me. I couldn’t imagine being sick for six straight weeks, I think I’d rather slit my wrists with a twist tie. I didn’t worry much at the time about contracting mono, but in retrospect I shouldn’t have licked all those chairs in the dorm lobbies.

Howard Dean

Howard Dean??

Crunchy blast-beat riffs dominate the first few bars of “H.D. Autopsy” before the psychedelic lead guitar kicks in and echoes across the channels. This leads me to speculate who, exactly, “H. D.” might be. Hugh Downs? Hilary Duff? Haylie Duff? Hope Davis? Hugh Dancey? I could keep going, but I’m not going to also. Also, I couldn’t keep going!

“3 Foot Clearance” hovers around the traditional and crisp guitar hero sound while foraying into crazy territory enough for me to be satisfied. You know how much I love crazy territory. This is one of the better Pikes, and there about 1,600 of them! I digress. Where was I?

Whoops, I zoned out for a bit. I’m on “Battlefields” now. It flits around some traditionally melodic passages and stays grounded on the extra effects. You couldn’t catch me dead on a battlefield. Well… uh, you would, actually, because I wouldn’t last long. I can’t believe it used to be a way of life for kids to just GO TO WAR when they reached a certain age. Like “ok, go to war now”. Like “it’s time for war, go find war”. Fuuuuuck that, holy shit. If someone came up to me and tried to push me into entering a war I’d sock him right in the mouth and then I’d take my musket and I’d shoot everybody who tried to attack me or coax me into battle. I’d retaliate right on enemy lines if I had to! That’ll show you trying to get me onto a battlefield!

Now I’m onto the slow and catchy “Harpoon the Goon”. Have you ever read The Old Man and the Sea? I was told by someone I barely respect that this book is a completely different read for every stage of life. I hated it when I was 18, but maybe I’ll like it at 35? I don’t know why I would, I hate stories about fish. Harpoon the Goon indeed.

“Critical Leg Assigment” is weird. The guitar tones sound like Buckethead is punching keys on a Speak & Spell. Maybe he is! He seems like the kind of guy who would own six Speak & Spells at his age. He seems like the kind of guy I would be friends with in sophomore year of high school and then outgrow the friendship by junior year while he continues playing Magic the Gathering and watching Ed Edd n Eddy.

We end with “X-Ray”, which is just a bunch of buzzing. Good night, everyone!

Batman: Legends of the Dark Knight (Vol. 1), Issue #9 – “The Hangman’s Tale”

* Part 4 of 5 of the Gothic storyline *

Welcome to Loneliness & Cheeseburgers Presents: Batman: Legends of the Dark Knight (Vol. 1), Issue #9 – “The Hangman’s Tale”! In the previous installment, Batman goes off of nothing but a dream clue that he should visit Austria’s Lake Dess, so he does. There he talks to an Abbot of a Monastery, who regales him with a long fable about a monk from the middle ages named Manfred whose hubris led to sinful self-destruction and burning a nun at the stake. The nun still haunts the old Monastery, endlessly searching for Junior Mints. Also, the man who killed her.

Batman visits that old Monastery and discovers a large cathedral hidden behind a trick door. There he sees…

He sees…

HE SEES…


Batman: Legends of the Dark Knight (Vol. 1), Issue #9 [July, 1990]
Written by: Grant Morrison
“The Hangman’s Tale”

Batman: Legends of the Dark Knight (Vol. 1), Issue #9

…doesn’t matter right now. We’re in downtown Gotham, a location of extreme debauchery and depravity, where a hostage situation is underway! A gaggle of police are pointing their guns and telling a man named Hooper – who has a gun pointed to a young girl’s head – to get the fuck out of the building. “You hear me, Hooper?” Fat Mustache Cop yells through a bullhorn. “You can walk out of there or we can carry you out in a bag! What’s it going to be?”

I like Hooper’s undercut. He tells the police to BACK OFF, MAN or else he’s going to fill this kid’s head with very fast-moving metal stuff. We don’t get to see that, though, unfortunately, because the Dark Knight appears before them. “Children are not to be threatened,” he tells Hooper wisely.

BLAAAAHBBB!! BLRHLRHB!!! The kid runs free, Hooper is like “NOOOOO”, and then he gets tossed out like a sack of sugar with a sticky note on his chest that has a Batman symbol drawn on it.

“I guess the Bat-Man is back in town,” the cop observes. NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA BAT-MAN, and whatnot.

Morgenstern puffs his pipe in his suite, looking out through his window at the majestic, smelly cityscape. “I’m an empire builder, that’s what I am. An empire builder. Now that Ottavio’s out of the picture, I’m going to run this city. Like clockwork.”

Yeah! Into the ground you pile of crap. Morgenstern’s sitting pretty as long as that Mr. Whisper guy doesn’t start whisperin’ around these parts. A man’s gotta do his thing unfettered by pesky assassins.

Morgenstern turns around and his assistant is prostrate on the floor. Yes, “prostrate”, not “prostate”. His prostate is not on the floor. “What’s the matter, Morgernstern?” Batman grins, apparently having had RUDELY let himself into the suite.

Batman: Legends of the Dark Knight (Vol. 1), Issue #9

Why I am a little jumpy! Thanks for noticing, Handsome. *flutters eyelashes*

Well, finally, Morgenstern is a little jumpy. This Whisper chap has really gotten under his skin. All his friends dead. He’s next. It’s enough to make a guy lose his appetite from nerves. *chomps on a giant Dagwood sandwich*

“I need information,” Batman growls. “Tell me about Mr. Whisper. Tell what happened when you killed him the first time.”

GULP. Go fuck yourself, Dark Knight. Morgenstern ain’t talkin’ and he has nothing to hide and he ain’t talkin’!

So then he starts talkin’.

It was 20 years ago, so by my math that would be 1947. Morgernstern and the Boys were making a pretty penny off of their less-than-legal ventures. Problem was, some jerk slaughtered a bunch of kids and now the cops were everywhere. The heat was on! How is a guy supposed to sell black market fringy doilies with Hawaii 5-0 on their tails? Fuck that noise!

So they decided to try to find this killer themselves and slaughter him right back!

They spent a month trying to get information from all the bums and heroin addicts and mimes on the streets. Finally, a tip-off led them to an abandoned apartment building that reeked of cats and hobo piss and pornography-related fluids. There they found Mr. Whisper hunched over a bed with a knife in his hand. There was someone, or something, wrapped in a blanket on the bed. Shots were fired, Mr. Whisper was thrown through the window, and they all thought he was murdered gangland style! “But he was still alive. Still alive!”

At this point the gauntlet was down! Someone named Jack Kane started going after Whisper with an axe, but the guy just wouldn’t die! Like a bad dream, man. Michael Malloy. Just can’t kill him. They were eventually able to tie him to a comically cartoony anchor and send him sinking to the bottom of the sea. Problem over. *dusts off hands*

Morgernstern tries to strike a deal with Batman: meet at the old chemical works on the waterfront. Whisper is going to be there, and this is the chance to really get him, you know?

Batman: Legends of the Dark Knight (Vol. 1), Issue #9

A recipe for a sexy evening, that’s what.

Batman’s gone though. Oh well. He’s getting his ass back to the Batcave where he can punch in questions and get answers on his 1990 TCP/IP, infecting his computer with DOS ASCII pornography.

“…and how was Austria, Master Bruce?” Alfred asks, reminding me that this guy actually went to Austria for an entire issue. Batman doesn’t really answer the question, he’s too busy thinking about gothic architecture.

What did Batman discover in that Lake Dess cathedral?? Here’s the reveal! Blueprints! A schematic of the cathedral, laid over a schematic of the Gotham cathedral, shows an almost perfect match! WTF! Bananas!

Batman lays down some gothic architecture knowledge. The buildings were designed so that all the framework’s internal forces and stresses of the building pointed upward toward God, because screw that guy and he deserves all the stress that we on Earth can give him. Paybacks. Also something about building acoustics and spiritual alchemy and similar such nonsense. If buildings can direct forces, and they direct evil forces? That is the question! I guess.

Something funky is gonna go down at the ol’ Gotham Cathedral.

Batman: Legends of the Dark Knight (Vol. 1), Issue #9

I wanna see Texas Chainsaw Sluts!

Batman refreshes Alfred’s memory about his days getting caned at school by Mr. Winchester. After not being able to take it anymore, Bruce snuck out of the school and phoned home like E.T. His father came to pick him up and tried to have a heated argument with Winchester. As Bruce puts it, his father’s face was pale when he came out of the office.

Whatever, though. Bruce was going home. Only good times were ahead! A future of open possibilities! Then his parents got killed, because upon Bruce’s arrival back home, the family would celebrate with a trip to the old moving picture theater! Yippee!

At the Gotham cathedral, a guy named Mr. Wicker is creepin’ around. The cathedral guard recognizes him and is not phased by this weirdo lurking about. It’s the same guy who was talking to the short-haired nun back in Issue #8. He claims he’s opening a “time capsule” in the building, that he’s an “expert”, and that’s “why he was hired”. I’m out of quotation marks.

Nah. Here are some more.

“See? I found this fascinating piece of cord,” Wicker says right before strangling the guard. Then he walks away whistling, I’m guessing, “Gold Digger” by Kanye.

Batman took Morgenstern up on his offer and is walking around the waterfront’s chemical works. “Morgenstern? Morgenstern, I’m here.”

He shuffles into a room where a dozen dead dudes hang by their legs on the ceiling rafters, including Morgenstern. He was tricked! Mr. Wicker/Whisper is there to murder The Bat Man!

Batman throws a batarang at the guy. He’s barely scratched. Whisper throws a large pullet at Batman, which knocks him off the catwalk. Down he goes.

He wakes up strapped to conveyor rollers

Batman: Legends of the Dark Knight (Vol. 1), Issue #9

Now look at ya! Rippling abdominal muscles! Do you lift, bro?

“20 years, eh? You were to be my next victim, did you know that?” Winchester/Wicker/Whisper tells Batman. “You would have been Child Number Eight…”

“You should have killed me then. I’ll make you regret that you didn’t,” Batman grimaces, clearly without anything better to say at that moment. Bruce’s father was on to Winchester, but Winchester was very quick to snuff out any notion Father Wayne had of exposing him to the police.

Winchester remembers seeing the headlines the day after Bruce’s parents were murdered. He pities Bruce, but he tells him not to worry. He’s here to finally put the whiner out of his misery. Winchester set up a complicated, unlikely to work Rube Goldberg device that will eventually crush Batman’s head with a hanging oil drum. “It’s nothing personal, you understand. I do this simply because I cannot allow you to prevent what must occur.”

26 hours from now, at the stroke of midnight, the devil is gonna come to give Whisper a relief from some 300-odd years of continued life! Peace and tranquility in Hell! Not a chance! That ain’t happening!

He produces that stranglin’ cord and talks some cockamamie ramblings about how it holds his soul. He never knew that someone was gonna come by the cathedral, snoop around and maybe find it. That was rude. He had to get it before someone else got it, and that was also an annoying inconvenience.

Wicker begins telling his tale of 300 years ago, back when he started his fucked up narcissistic cultish ways. When he realized the Devil kept his side of the bargain and three centuries of immortality his future, he decided he wanted to figure out how to cheat the devil! Hide aces up his sleeve, you might say.

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So I just hung out in the sauna with my kickass Kurt Russel flattop.

So how did he cheat the Devil? Apparently by dragging a whole bunch of plague-ridden dead bodies over to England and then spending the first 100 years there for fun. He “perfected his architectural talents”. He couldn’t build a cathedral in England, certainly not! That’s preposterous! So he traveled to Gotham, the second-best choice. He dragged the dead bodies with him that were still not a pile of non-plague-ridden skeleton bones for some reason.

Here’s the reason: He used the plague to make a DEADLY ELIXIR. It’s like a Covid thing that spreads through the air undetected, killing Herman Cain. The Gotham Cathedral was finished in 1790, right after George Washington became the First Emperor of America Town. “I’d designed the architecture of the building so that it would act as a ‘soul-trap’ such as those used by the American Indians. A soul-trap on a massive scale. An occult geometry towards which the souls of eight million dead would be drawn like bees to honey.”

This sounds absolutely convoluted and dumb, doesn’t it? What the fuck is this guy even talking about right now? Where’s Alfred? I wanna hear from Alfred.

“I hid my own soul cord in the foundations of the cathedral, safe from Satan’s power. All that remained was to prepare the magical architecture of the cathedral.” OK, Harry Potter. Do some alohomoras or something. Oh wait, no, the spilling of innocent children’s blood. That’s what does it, man. It’s all starting to come together.

The plague will be unleashed when the bell tolls for thee. 26 hours. All of Gotham will die, their souls will be trapped in the cathedral, and Wicker will offer these souls to the devil in lieu of his own. Cheating the devil! Ace up the sleeve!

He walks away, leaving Batman strapped in a provocative pose on the rolling conveyor. He looks sad.

Final Thoughts

HOW’S DANG OL’ BATMAN GONNA DANG OL’ GET OUT OF THIS ONE?

They really threw a lot at you here at the end. It’s not enough that some mysterious guy who literally can’t die has been picking off the crime bosses one by one, he needs to unleash a plague upon the city as well.

I am impressed with the storytelling, though. It’s not often that these comics leave clues early and tie it together later. Usually they’re like DICK GRAYSON’S AT THE CIRCUS AND PEOPLE WANT TO KILL HIM AT THE CIRCUS or RED HOOD AND THE OUTLAWS ARE DOING NOTHING FOR SEVEN ISSUES. At least this one has some thought put into it!

Star Wars: Episode IV – A New Hope (1977)

Tagline:
A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away…

Wide Release Date:
May 25, 1977

Directed by:
George Lucas
Written by:
George Lucas
Produced by:
Gary Kurtz

Starring:
Mark Hamill
Harrison Ford
Carrie Fisher
Peter Cushing
Alec Guinness

Star Wars: Episode IV - A New Hope

PREGAME THOUGHTS

I’ve never voluntarily watched a Star Wars movie in my life. Honest to God. Honest to Satan, too.

I’ve seen at least three of them back in the day. I’m pretty sure I saw Episode I and Episode VI during a high school science fiction class (seriously). I had to see Episode II during a friend’s party and I was bored to tears.

I honestly don’t think I’ve ever seen the original. Now with my subscription to Disney+, which I begrudgingly subscribe to on account of havin’ kids, the whole world of Star Wars is right in front of me. Never too late, I guess, although I’m 99% sure that enjoyment of Star Wars is heavily rooted in how young one was when they first got into it. Almost all (if not all) of my friends got really obsessed during the 1997 theatrical re-releases. I’m talking endless trips to the movie theater to see them again and again. I couldn’t have been less interested in any of it at the time. 1997 would’ve put me at nine years old. A perfect time to get into it, probably. Oh well.

So I’m 35 now, and it would be completely irresponsible for the nerd in me to put off watching the Star Wars movies any longer. Plus, I want to read the comic books, so I need the working knowledge. Here are things I currently know about Episode IV specifically:

-The Death Star blows up.

That’s it.

Since every single frame from this movie has been screenshotted to death, I’m going to have fun with this one and only snap some unflattering shots. Mark Hamill has never looked so tired.

Star Wars: Episode IV - A New Hope

Huh? Wuzzat? Sorry, Obi-Wan, I wasn’t paying attention to your blah-blah-blahing.


THE 650(ish)-WORD SYNOPSIS

It’s fucking Star Wars, man! Don’t you already know the plot? Oh well. I’m gonna be really basic about this since my knowledge of the intricacies of Star Wars is limited to this movie and Baby Yoda.

The Death Star is this incredible whiz-bang space station that looks like a giant moon with a big circle on it. It has the capability to destroy entire planets, which is fucked up. The Rebellion are the good guys. The Empire are the bad guys. Princess Leia (Carrie Fisher), one of the good guys, stole Death Star plans from the bad guys. Before she gets ambushed and kidnapped from her spaceship by Darth Vader (voiced by James Earl Jones, who I keep thinking is dead in real life but, as of this writing, he most certainly is not), Leia pulls out her USB cord and hides the Death Star plans in the garbage can-looking droid R2-D2. R2-D2 and his flamboyant droid companion C-3PO escape from the ship in a pod and land on Tatooine, where they amble around for 600 minutes of the movie. They get captured and sold to a farm where Luke Skywalker (Mark Hamill) works with his aunt and uncle.

Star Wars: Episode IV - A New Hope

Peekaboo!

While Luke cleans R2-D2, a clipped holographic message pops out showing Princess Leia begging Obi-Wan Kenobi (Alec Guiness) for help. Luke must be really into Leia’s Cinnabon hair, because he comments on her beauty. He becomes obsessed with seeing the rest of the message and finding out who this “Obi-Wan” Kenobi is. Surely his friend Ben Kenobi would know!

R2-D2 runs away and Luke goes looking for him, where he is eventually attacked by *looks it up* Tusken Raiders. Ben Kenobi rescues Luke, and when Luke mentions the name “Obi-Wan”, Ben admits that it’s him. He’s not not the Obi-Wan they’re looking for! He used to be a Jedi Knight, which is like a space ninja sorcerer magician who channels the Force to get shit done. The Empire pretty much wiped them all away, and it is with this story that Luke learns his father was a Jedi Knight. I wonder who his father could be! Anyway, Obi-Wan kept his pops’ lightsaber around for the last three decades. Luke can have it, I guess.

Smacking R2-D2 around with a space wrench gets him to playback Princess Leia’s full message: get the Death Star plans to her father on Planet Alderaan. Obi-Wan wants Luke to come with him, but he says “NO!” Then he learns that stormtroopers killed his uncle and aunt and destroyed the farm, so he changes his answer to “YES!” This is the part where they find Han Solo (Harrison Ford) and his buddy Chewbacca (Chewbacca), a couple of smugglers who don’t answer to anyone but themselves, and convince Han Solo to transport them to Alderaan with his decrepit Millennium Falcon ship. For those keeping track, that’s Luke, Han, Chewbacca, Obi-Wan, R2-D2, C-3PO, and Shaq.

As they head toward the Death Star by accident, the Millennium Falcon gets pulled in by a tractor beam. The group leaves the ship to rescue Princess Leia and disable the tractor beam. Two birds with one stone, y’know. Obi-Wan disables the tractor beam and gets into a lightsaber fight with Darth Vader, the rest rescue Princess Leia and the humans get stuck in a trash compactor. The droids save them. Obi-Wan dies during his fight.

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Help me, Luke. Bad CGI effects are coming right toward us!

With Darth Vader adequately distracted, the group escapes the Death Star. The Death Star plans reveal its weakness: if one is able to strike the core of the Death Star through its exhaust port, they can blow that shit up. Banana in the tailpipe.

Han Solo collects his bounty for saving Princess Leia and fucks off while the Rebellion prepares to strike Death Star. Luke joins them in this pursuit, and ends up being the last one alive during a harried mission and battle sequence. Long story short: Han Solo shows up to assist, Luke blows up the Death Star, they both get congressional medals of honor, everyone smiles, and the movie is over!


TOM’S DISCUSSION CORNER

TOPIC 1 — Better Late Than Never?

As mentioned earlier, I was stubbornly resistant to involve myself with all things Star Wars well into adulthood. It’s not even a Star Trek vs. Star Wars loyalty, either. I didn’t get into Star Trek until I was 22 years old, and even then it was only The Next Generation. I hated sci-fi as a kid, but my gateway into it was The X-Files during college. It didn’t take long for this to expand into fantasy books and space operas, but Star Wars was still very repugnant.

Wanna know what the problem was? Star Wars is the Beatles of movies. It’s everywhere, steeped in pop culture for decades, directly and indirectly referenced in just about everything. From Ralph Wiggum displaying Star Wars action figures in his school diorama, to Sally Struthers represented as Jabba the Hut in South Park, to Spaceballs, to Ronald Reagan’s Strategic Defense Initiative, to Weird Al’s “American Pie” parody, to millions of other media I was exposed to, I pretty much pieced together the mythology over the course of my entire life. That doesn’t mean, however, that I would get Han Solo and Obi-Wan Kenobi mixed up constantly and unapologetically! At least those days are over. The bottom-line being, my brain was so waterlogged with Star Wars references that I was already sick and tired of it. No need to watch any of the movies, I’ve had enough thanks.

But here I am now! I’ve gotten over myself, and we’re all happier for it.

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If anyone’s gonna poke fun at the wet dog smell of my companion, they’ll have to come through me first.

TOPIC 2 — That Was It, Huh?

Is A New Hope considered a favorite among the original trilogy? I can say for certain that it didn’t live up to decades of hype. In fact, I was underwhelmed while I was watching it, and, once it was over, I didn’t even know if I liked it!

I was immediately floored that this, this, was the movie. I don’t know what I expected. Perhaps this sweeping epic tale with dozens of characters, years upon years of lore, complicated character relationships, and a whole galaxy full of varied planets. What I got was a story about a kid who wanted to save a beautiful princess and stop the bad guy. The plot was extremely easy to follow and the acting wasn’t superlative. The action scenes got tiresome. The alien costumes looked shitty. There were only two women in the whole movie.

And, by god, in spite of all that, in retrospect, etc. etc., A New Hope really burrowed into my brain. In the following days, I found myself going over the scenes. I found myself charmed by Luke Skywalker. I found myself appreciating the endearing crankiness of Han Solo. I dwelled on the badassery of gun-toting Princess Leia. I even smirked as I recalled the one-sided bickering of C-3PO. I started to understand why hardcore fans would want to watch this over and over.

But that Obi-Wan Kenobi guy can go suck a lemon. A real who-cares character if I’ve ever seen one.

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It took decades of Jedi training to get my eyes to point in different directions.


IMDb TRIVIA FUNHOUSE!

Harrison Ford didn’t learn his lines for the intercom conversation in the cell block so that it would sound spontaneous.
This is such a Harrison Ford thing to do. All kinds of “fuck off, I’m doing things my way you dumb bitches”. Han Solo would be proud.

The actors found George Lucas to be very uncommunicative towards them, with his only directions generally being either “faster” or “more intense”. At one point, when he temporarily lost his voice, the crew provided him with a board with just those two phrases written on it.
The billionaire director is bad at directing! His fat neck probably didn’t have a sense of humor about it either. I heard that when we was provided with the board, he stepped into the Millennium Falcon and took a big dump on the floor.

Mark Hamill held his breath for so long during the trash compactor scene that he broke a blood vessel in his face. Subsequent shots are from one side only.
Sounds like a wuss to me. Can’t handle 45 seconds underwater? Fire the guy, let’s get Eric Stoltz in that white karate suit that Luke Skywalker wears. I don’t care if he was only 16 years old at the time.

According to Mark Hamill, studio executives were unhappy that Chewbacca has no clothes and attempted to have the costume redesigned with shorts.
Bermuda shorts would’ve been great. And a fucking surfboard to carry around.

The Chewbacca suit retained a bad smell for the duration of filming after the trash compactor scene.
Lucky for Peter Mayhew, who had to be crammed into that suit for hours upon hours a day. The smell never left his body. He never bedded a woman again.

During production, the cast attempted to make George Lucas laugh or smile, as he often appeared depressed.
I LOVE this kind of trivia. I came across this with The 40-Year-Old Virgin too, where half the trivia was like “the success of the movie never even crossed Judd Apatow’s mind” or “Judd Apatow nearly slit his wrists after spending dozens of sleepless nights festering in misery”.

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This space reefer is the bomb, man.

Carrie Fisher confirmed in her autobiography that she disliked the “bagel bun” hairstyle she wore as Princess Leia. However, prior to filming, the studio had requested that she lose some weight first, which she hadn’t. Out of fear of being fired for it, she was eager to comply with everything that writer and director George Lucas suggested, which included the hairstyle.
You mean to tell me that having a couple of bagel buns on the side of your head isn’t worth it after all? But… but… think of the deliciousness!

The pulsating engine sound of the Star Destroyer is a manipulated recording of a broken air conditioner.
*George Lucas kicks his bothersome appliance* “ALL MY SHIT IS BREAKING! THIS IS WHY I LOOK MISERABLE ON SET, YOU TALENTLESS HACKS!”

In 2017, Mark Hamill admitted that he and Carrie Fisher were attracted to each other, and often made out. He claimed however, that they mutually decided (at the last minute) to not consummate their affair.
Of course, of course, OF COURSE he would say this after Carrie Fisher died! NOBODY AROUND TO CORROBARATE THE STORY! TAKE “HONEST MARK” FOR HIS WORD. HER TONGUE RIGHT DOWN HIS THROAT! SQUEEZIN’ HER BAGEL BUNS! FISHER LIKED IT, HE SWEARS TO GOD!

Carrie Fisher claimed that she warned Harrison Ford in advance that her 2016 memoir The Princess Diarist would reveal their three-month love affair during production.
Exactly. Fuck off, Mark Hamill.


IS IT WORTH A WATCH?

Speaking as a 35-year-old who has no thread of nostalgia whatsoever for Star Wars of any kind… yes. This movie was 100% worth the watch, and I’m glad I finally did it, and I look forward to digging into the rest of the movies, the many TV series, and the endless supply of comic books. The novels? Screw novels. LEGO sets? Maybe.

Young Avengers (Vol. 2), Issue #2 – “DYS”

* Part 2 of 5 of the Style > Substance storyline *

Welcome to Loneliness & Cheeseburgers Presents: Young Avengers (Vol. 2), Issue #2 – “DYS”! In the previous installment, the wheels are in motion in many different directions! A woman named Kate is in outer space with an alien named Noh-Varr and then their ship gets attacked by Skrulls! A boy named Billy pulls who he thinks is his boyfriend Teddy’s mother from another dimension, but she’s definitely not that at all! Loki caught wind of Billy’s occult endeavors and tried to stop him with death, but Miss America intervened and chased him away.

Wait, I guess that’s not too many different directions! It seemed like it to me at first because I only know how to count to three.

The recap page is a cringey social media interface – Yamblr. It has trending topics like “SO MANY FEELS” and “bacon divination”. Recap blurbs end with hashtags like “#slightly uncomfortable fourth wall breaking” and “#can’t quite put my finger on it”. Kids these days, man. Or any days, for that matter.


Young Avengers (Vol. 2), Issue #2 [April, 2013]
Written by: Kieron Gillen
“DYS”

Young Avengers (Vol. 2), Issue #2THE MORNING AFTER A MIRACLE (aka Billy brought back a Teddy’s Mom Demon), Billy barges into Teddy’s room at noon to wake him up. He’s been awake for hours, but he’s too scared to get out of bed. What if there are monsters under the bed ready to nip at his ankles?! Eek! That shit would be bacon divination!

He’s scared because “either I get up and my mom’s there… or she’s not.”

Yes, both terrifying options. Small talk with Mom? What kind of topics are going to come up? “Hey, you burned to death in front of me once, do you want a muffin?” or “Hey, your limbs are stretchier and gooier than I remember. Everything ok?

Billy looks sad for his boyfriend buddy. He’s about to give him a nice ol’ caress, but then he gives him a gentle ol’ caress! See what I did there? Billy holds his hand. They share a stare. “Come downstairs,” Billy says with a glint in his eye that also says “…or else.”

Foster Mom is at the table knitting. Foster Dad is at the table reading a newspaper. They seem fine to me and not at all suffocated, so they are obviously pod people. Teddy’s “mom” is making breakfast. She tells Teddy that she’ll allow his late sleeping just this once, and that Billy can’t talk at the table. Demon or no demon, it’s awfully presumptuous to bark commands at these kids as if she’s ever been in their lives. I’d be like “go suck a dick, lady, who do you think you are? Someone’s mom??”

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Yo, I got two things to say to you, Mom. *lifts left middle finger* *lifts left middle finger again*

Billy raises an eyebrow. “How do you know about that?” he asks her, referring to Teddy on the rooftop. She tells Billy to cork it and eat his breakfast. Rude. The least she could do at this point is, you know, leave their lives forever.

“And as much as I am grateful to Billy for bringing me here, you’re far too young to have any boyfriend. Perhaps in a decade or two…”

Billy gives Teddy’s dear old controlling narcissistic mother the side eye and turns to his pod parents. “Ms. Altman is right,” says Pod Mom, smiling. “You have so much potential, Billy, and you can’t waste it like this.” Pod Dad chimes in: “We only want what’s best for you, son.”

Well, this is a great way to get a shitty, self-destructive and rebellious kid. Billy has already had it with this woman. He lifts a magic hand and starts saying some words without spaces! “backwhenceyoucamebackwhence–” etc.

“No, Mr. Kaplan. I don’t think so,” says “Mom”, stroking her chin. She somehow counters his mage-like magic magician-like mayhem and sends him toppling backward. “Don’t think you’re bad just because you failed,” she tells him, crossing her arms and giving him a look of tired disapproval. “You tried, and that’s all we ever want. Your parents are very proud of you.”

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MY REAL MOM DOESN’T TURN INTO A PUDDLE OF STRANGE LIQUID WHEN I UPPERCUT HER FACE!

Pod Parents continue to ape what “Mom” is telling the two boys while “Mom” presents a giant white square that looks like a very clean piece of paper. “I think you should both go to your room and cool off. It’s a new room. I made it just for you.”

Cool man, I– wait a minute! That’s not a room! What the hell is going on?! Is this Crazy Town?! Pod Parents start dragging Billy toward the white square on the floor. “Mom” goads Teddy into joining, but then Billy starts goin’ Crazy Town and punches the three adults into goo. Hulkin’ Teddy lifts Billy over his shoulder and walks away, but because this is only Issue #2 out of a five issue storyline, it’s not this easy. The goo starts reforming into a smiling woman-shaped Mom-like thing! Gah!

Teddy turns into a pterodactyl and busts through the wall to the outside, carrying Billy into the sky. Pod Dad, arms akimbo and grinning, stares outside of the 4ft hole his son created. “Kids, eh, Ms. Altman? Always trouble at that age.”

“Mom” phases the wall back into place as if she were reversing time. “We were all young once. They’ll learn.”

Off to Avengers Mansion. This is a task for a few of Earth’s Mightiest McDonald’s Kids Toys! Captain America! Tony Stark! The guy with the bow and arrow! Spandex lady! Jump man!

“Hulkling and Wiccan,” Billy calls into the buzzer. Security cleared, go ahead and ruin the Avengers’ day off. The one day off they get in a decade and a couple of snot-nosed chucklefuck teenagers are going to spoil with with “my mom is a walking lump of ooze”. Teddy’s all like, my mom may be some creepy evil alien entity or something, but at least the Avengers Mansion is sorta cool! Priorities.

Billy spills the beans to the room: scary occult powers, mothers back from alternate dimensions, someone figure this out for us please.

He calls the Scarlet Witch “Wanda” instead of “Mom”, and I’d like to know why she dumped this kid off into foster care instead of raising him herself. Very selfish, working to save the whole world instead of raising one reckless little Magic Boy.

Scarlet Witch agrees to help them out. They know exactly how to deal with this! Evil alternate dimension monsters LOVE grilled cheese sandwiches! We just put one on a hook and hover the fishing rod over–

“Here you go, Ms. Altman.” Scarlet Witch and the rest of the Avengers are at Teddy and Billy’s place, throwing the kids back into their care. “Hope they didn’t scare you with their running away.”

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Don’t worry, the boys are in good hands. Well, not hands, but whatever it is, it’s good!

Pod Dad has glued the kids to the wall with his arm spooge. “CAPTAIN! CAN’T YOU SEE? HEL–” screams Billy, but Cap cuts him off. “Be a grown-up, William. This is beneath you.”

OK, bye bye, Avengers! Thanks for helping! Don’t let the door hit your fantastically toned asses on the way out. Pod Parents latch onto the kids and start dragging them toward the large white square again. We see Billy get thrown into this void with a two-dimensional black rectangle trap. He mimes around in it. “I’ve made a mess of this. So bad. What can I do?”

Billy sad-sacks into the corner of the cartoonish rectangle he finds himself permanently trapped within. OR IS HE?! Is he? I’m asking. Oh, maybe I should keep reading.

Some dude kicks open the corner of this 2D rectangle. “Now, let’s make a suitably hasty escape.”

“Loki?”

It’s Loki.

“What’s going on?” Billy asks.

“Nothing much. You just let an interdimensional parasite in despite my best efforts to try and stop you.”

Aha! Interdimensional parasite! Of course! Loki’s gonna help, he’s gonna make everything all sorts of right as rain again! They climb around more void rectangles looking for Teddy, who must be around here somewhere… hmm, you know, barely anyone gets out alive within these here rectangles. Heh heh, but we’ll find him. Promises!

A Son-of-Thor always keeps his promises! Loki finds the right box and Billy hoists his hefty boyfriend right out of it. “Loki, we owe you,” Billy breathes gratefully. “Sure you do,” Loki responds. “Do you have your wallet?”

Bizzapp. Grrrrziiippp. Frzzz. Loki transports the three of them hella away from there and into one of those diners Loki loves so much. Brrzoort. Frpp.

“I’ve returned with coin-possessing friends to settle my tab twice over and gift you most handsomely with for your service, patience, and sausages,” Loki tells the diner guy effusively. He sounds like he means it!

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75% tip and I give you a big bear hug.

They take a seat and get down to brass tacks. No steel tacks here! Not even stainless steel tacks! This creature takes advantage of youngins with magical powers. i.e. Billy, the dumb kid we see before us. Loki has a few ideas on how to get back their parents from the Hell grip of Interdimensional Parasite Lady. “But you’d have to trust me,” Loki tells them, which is a major caveat. Teddy and Billy look at each other like they’d rather trust a scorpion with the fox’s grapes. Or something similar that actually resembles an Aesop fable.

Teddy and Co. (Billy) ask for a moment alone, which Loki allows with great pleasure so that he can go to the counter and order, and I quote, “bacon engulfed in a floury roll with the ketchup condiment”.

After seven seconds of deliberation, Teddy and the rest (Billy) agree to allow Loki to help them. So now what, Mr. Smartypants Man? What are the ideas?? Hmm? Gonna hit Mom with a frying pan? Gonna lay a trail of breadcrumbs leading to a dumpster for her to climb in? Spill.

Billy gives him some leads. When he was casting a spell, he felt something “lurch” (in his pants lol) and he heard a strange word in a strange language (in his pants lol?). And it sounds an awful lot like that language Loki uses. Interesting! Let’s go to Asgardia about it, which apparently exists outside of Broxton, Oklahoma. I don’t know why. Maybe you do. Loki doesn’t want to, because “his people” are going to “have a problem” with “him” just like how “Teddy and Billy” have a “problem” with “homework”.

“He sure is squirming a lot,” Pterodactyl Teddy comments as they arrive in Asgardia. “They do crazy Norse torture stuff, I bet.”

They look for a way in and are instead presented with a large, blue fireball hurtling toward them. It speaks! “I should thank you. This troublesome rodent has escaped his father long enough.”

This giant blue guy that emerges from the fireball is named Laufey. Laufey, as the kids understand it, is supposed to be dead! Loki looks like he ate an entire watermelon and pooped out a pineapple.

Final Thoughts

Things start to get boring when you bring the giant blue Asgardians into the mix! Where’s Miss America at? The people demand more Miss America!