Nightwing (Vol. 3), Issue #4

Nightwing (Vol. 3), Issue #4 – “South Beach Connection”

* Part 4 of 7 of the Traps and Trapezes storyline *

Welcome to Loneliness & Cheeseburgers Presents: Nightwing (Vol. 3), Issue #4 – “South Beach Connection”! In the previous installment, Mr. Haly’s drunk son makes a scene at the funeral, shaking his angry drunk finger at Grayson and being a dickhead about his dead dad! Wah!

Grayson finds out from Raya that one of their young circus buddies, Zane, hires assassins in Chicago. So, Nightwing pays him a visit and fucks him up a little bit and learns nothing.

After that, Grayson decides to stay with the circus full-time until he can figure out the whole dead Mr. Haly conundrum. Saiko is still out to kill Grayson.

Oh yeah, and Batgirl is gonna be in this one.

And apparently, Nightwing’s gonna have to fight a fuckin’ doppelganger too if the cover is any indication. “Will Batgirl save Nightwing in time?” Bleh, hopefully she fucks this up for all our sakes.


Nightwing (Vol. 3), Issue #4 [February, 2012]
Written by: Kyle Higgins
“South Beach Connection”

Nightwing (Vol. 3), Issue #4

Gotham City, 24 hours ago, Batgirl is scootin’ along the highway on her Bat-Motorcycle in pursuit of a red sports car. She’s tearing up other cars on the road while she’s chasing this one. At one point she completely crunches another vehicle while using it as a ramp. She’s being way more of a terrorist on the road than the other car, as far as I’m concerned. Someone should call the police commissioner!

This guy he’s chasing is called Spinebender, and he bends his own spine! He’s a shapeshifter! Perhaps he bends others’ spines as well? Maybe that’s what makes him bad? Anyway, that’s what she’s doing in Gotham City. My best guess is that this story takes place after Batgirl (Vol. 4), Issue #3 where she and Nightwing meet up and kick each other around? Because he’s no longer in Gotham City? Continuity! Fuck it.

Because Grayson, as we speak, is boning the other redhead on the Haly Circus Train in Miami, Florida. They be bonin’ and Raya’s razzing Grayson for having never seen the Godfather, which sounds like EXACTLY the kind of thing a MAN would write a female character to do. No woman out there thinks the Godfather is the best movie in the world! Only men think that because they’re pressured to think that way by other men! ANGRY! I’m angry.

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It’s a fucking circus nightmare it what it is.

Grayson promises that they can watch the Godfather in an old theater once the circus runs through its season. In fact, they’ll watch a bunch of old movies together! This makes Raya sad, because she knows that this isn’t going to last forever. “‘The answer’s in the heart of the circus’. Once you figure out who paid Saiko to kill Mr. Haly, you’ll leave and go back to your life.” she tells him, and we all know that she’s right. Raya, Grayson, Grayson’s penis, Batgirl, me, Alec Baldwin’s murdering gun, we all know Raya’s right.

Although Grayson thinks to himself, the part that she doesn’t know is that Saiko is out to kill Grayson too because someone out there thinks he’s “the fiercest killer in all of Gotham.” So there’s that too. But he’s still not going to stay with the circus permanently, he’s a big-time Gotham superhero now! Ain’t gonna give up that gig.

Remember Jimmy, the sad-ass clown from Issue #1? Me neither! But he’s smoking outside the tents right now being sad-ass and all that. He’s reading a note that we can only see a bit of, but something about “warning” and “threat” and “a deal”. Marc, Raya’s trapeze partner, asks him what he’s got there, and Jimmy “Mr. Giggles” the Clown tells Marc to mind his own cuntin’ business.

A shadowy figure asks Jimmy and Marc where he/she (I’m going to guess “she” and that it’s Barbara Gordon) can find Dick Grayson, and they point her in the direction of the train. I’m also guessing it’s Gordon because Marc and Jimmy share a guffaw and are heard to remark “Hmm…well the guy certainly has a type…”

And yes, of course it’s her. When she and Raya spot each other there’s a knowing glint in each other’s eyes. They meet and greet and it’s awkward as shit and Raya shoots an icy stare that could kill an army of baboons and she leaves.

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There’s only room for ONE redhead in the town…and I hear Rupert Grint is staying at the Econo Lodge.

Barbara is completely amused as Grayson facepalms and tells her that her sudden appearance wasn’t good timing whatsoever. He asks her what she’s even doing here, and Barbara tells him that she’s working on a case that brought her to Miami. She also feels bad about the way they left things back in Batgirl (Vol. 4), Issue #3 (so there you have it), so she was looking to maybe…you know…uh…reconcile…with a penis…in a vagina!

Grayson’s mad because Batgirl insisted that she wanted to work alone. In fact, I’m checking my Batgirl notes and Grayson DID ask Batgirl if she needed help, and she was getting pissed at everyone around her for asking to help her. That’s right. I remember all that now.

Grayson tells her that he has a lot on his plate right now, and she coyly tells him to take the night off. Relax. “I’ll even let you swing first.” she tells him. And this perks him right up!

So off they go in the Miami night, both in their campy spandex, happy as clams. Two peas in a pod, these losers, with their internal monologues and their self-imposed “need” to do their crime fighting. He goes over in his head about how much he has feelings for Batgirl, how she might feel the same, blah blah blah BLAHBLAHBLAHBLAH. We get it, young people like to bang. Tell it to your parents, Nightwing. OH WAIT THEY’RE DEAD. lol.

Batgirl gives Nightwing a rundown of her case. Spinebender stole two dozen microchips from Q-Core’s facility in Gotham. The stolen microchips are the closest thing on the market to what the Gotham superheroes use for their gear. She’s trailing a guy named Asimov at a hotel in Miami; he’s a custom weapon’s manufacturer. And she’s looking to interrupt Spinebender’s delivery. Got this gist now, Nightwing? This is YOUR comic book, ain’t it? And once that’s over, Grayson can go back to makin’ orgasms with the circus redhead and Batgirl will scurry back to where she belongs. Status quo.

Three hours of staking out later, this is taking longer than Batgirl thought. So they decide to talk about him and his problems! Nightwing tells her that Saiko knows his identity, which shakes her up a little. This means Saiko could know anyone’s identities — Batgirl, Batman, Robin, Red Robin, Blue Robin, Rainbow Robin, all the colorful Robins — so he has to move quickly on this little matter.

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He could figure who you are, who I am, who Batman is, who Bansky is, who the entire band The Armed are, who the Max Headroom signal hijacker is, and Red Robin…well, that’s sounds pretty good right now. I could use a bite to eat!

Batgirl asks about Raya. “She’s nice.” he responds. Then he tells Batgirl that he’s going to move closer and that she should stay behind. “Uh, yeah…sure.” she says. Kids these days and their overflowing hormones, I tells ya.

When Nightwing gets closer, he hears Asimov bitch about Spinebender’s lack of punctuality. Spinebender’s never on time, I always say! It’s his most famous characteristic! Besides the spine-bending, certainly.

And just when Nightwing thinks he has everything allllll figured out, “OOF!”. He gets knocked on his ass by…well, himself. Another Nightwing! A doppelganger! “Batgirl, hit him!” says one of the Nightwings as he struggles with the other Nightwing. “Buh…” responds Batgirl.

What happens next is a bunch of panels in a row of inexplicable art and needless superhero cartwheels. Long story short, Nightwing has his hands full trying to figure out ANY way to fight Spinebender, while Batgirl starts kicking around Asimov and his troupe of bitches. Then they switch out, with Batgirl trying to figure out any way to fight Spinebender while Nightwing starts kicking around Asimov and his troupe of bitches. If it doesn’t sound exciting, it’s because it’s not. It’s not at all.

Nightwing (Vol. 3), Issue #4

Hit Down and B! Down and B! Select start down A B!

During this bungling display of superheroism, it’s discovered that El Bender de Los Spinos “doesn’t like electricity”. How they determined this, it’s hard to tell. They zap him with electricity somehow. Can you think of many living creatures who “like electricity” in the first place? Seems like a weird aha moment to me. Seems like bad writing!

*looks up photo of Kyle Higgins*

DORK!

So, armed with the invaluable knowledge that BrentSpiner “doesn’t like electricity”, they scour the area for something completely packed to the gills with all sorts of electricity! And, since we all already know that Nightwing’s suit is loaded with electricity for some fool-ass reason, all he does grab the bastard’s love handles and give him a big ol’ jolt! Bzzt! The end!

“What did you do? I’m glass! NOOO!” he screams. Yawn. The police show up and SpinalTap and Asimov and the gang are all gonna get some TEXAS JUSTICE Miami Style! Nightwing and Batgirl are outta there!

“So what do you think’s going to happen to him?” Batgirl asks as they land back on the circus train. Nightwing answers that his vitals were still strong, so he’s alive, and maybe he can get fixed up in a lab. As for the microchips, they were all fried when Nightwing decided to be the human electric chair. Oh no, so sad, contributing to the chip shortage like this.

They get their street clothes back on. Barbara insists that she didn’t show up to make trouble; what’s going on between him and Raya is none of her business, and she wishes him the best. “I’ll see you back in Gotham sometime…former Boy Wonder.” And then she winks as she thinks about his dick.

As Barbara is walking out, Raya catches her in the train car still A-FLUTTER WITH HER SUSPICIONS.

“Listen, he’d probably kill me for saying this…” Barbara begins coyly, “…but he really cares about you, you know. You make him happy. And at the end of the day, isn’t that the most important thing? Good luck, Raya…he’s a really great guy.”

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So a threesome ISN’T in the cards? I mean, I’m down if you are. No? Are you sure?

But, we see Raya an inch away from knocking on Grayson’s door, and then she decides not to and walks away.

Grayson, alone, starts ruminating again about Haly’s last words. “The heart of the circus” and all that. Then it dawns on him that, perhaps, the “heart” may not be the metaphor that had assumed. Maybe it’s less figurative than that.

In the dead of night, Grayson takes a flashlight out to the main tent and examines the wooden ring curbs. Since a circus ring is fucking huge, there most be hundreds of these little two-foot long ring curbs. It takes him an hour, but he finally spots one that looks different from the others. “It has more wear and tear than the others — like it’s been pried and hammered into place hundreds of times.” he muses. He pries it open himself and discovers a black book nestled inside, hidden away for safekeeping. The book is full of names penned in fancy handwriting. William Cobb. Benjamin Haldman. Alexander Staunton. Henry Ballard.

None of these names mean anything to him.

Until he gets to the last name.

Which is his own name.

Which means something to him.

Arguably.

Final Thoughts

You’re losing me, Higgins! This Nightwing shit sucks! Pick it up quickly, sir! I’ve got Joss Whedon’s X-Men to read too and that’s been far more interesting!

Astonishing X-Men (Vol. 3), Issue #9

Astonishing X-Men (Vol. 3), Issue #9 – “Dangerous (Part 3)”

* Part 3 of 6 of the Dangerous storyline *

Welcome to Loneliness & Cheeseburgers Presents: Astonishing X-Men (Vol. 3) Issue #9 – “Dangerous (Part 3)”! In the previous installment, it is revealed that Wing died in a place called the Danger Room, a location in the school that’s intended to be a panic room for the students when something large and mean threatens the school!

Speaking of which, something large and mean threatened the school! Sentinel, a big giant robot, was dug up from the ground by a couple of hicks and it made its way to Professor Xavier’s 100% Natural Good-Time Family School Solution. The X-Mens beat it up, but when Kitty Pryde took the students to the Danger Room, the door disappeared! And to add insult to injury, Dead Wing became Zombie Wing and now he’s gonna murder the whole student body while they’re trapped in there.

Something funny’s going on! The X-Mens are being set up! But by who? And what? And how? And where? And why? And when??

These are the questions that need answering!


Astonishing X-Men (Vol. 3), Issue #9 [March, 2005]
Written by: Joss Whedon
“Dangerous (Part 3)”

Astonishing X-Men (Vol. 3), Issue #9

Look at all dem skulls on dat dere cover. Seems ominous?

“The Danger Room is angry?” asks Scott The Cyclops. As you may remember, the last thing that was said in the last issue was “The Danger Room is angry.” That’s what we in the business call “continuity”.

Frost is like “yeah that sounds kinda stupid, sorry”, but she asks what everyone knows about the room’s higher functioning systems. Cyclops and Beast confirm that the room is way far-out, man; even above Beast’s understanding. And Beast is a smart cookie! Stuff like “replicate any matter, any color, distort spatial awareness, create worlds”, sounds pretty complicated! Definitely way over the head of the average, say, comic book reader.

Cyclops asks if it has become sentient, but Frost says that it’s always been sentient. Something about being outfitted with Shi’ar technology, and all of that stuff is sentient. Duh. However, this is different. “It mutated.” she says, using words that will resonate with everyone in the room!

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Whoa whoa whoa, we’re just throwing the M-word around casually these days?

Finally, the group collectively goes “oh shit, there’s a bunch of kids stuck in there. Also Kitty Pryde.” Frost uses her Frosty telepathy to determine that no kid has been killed yet. She also uses her Frosty telepathy to understand that the Danger Room has unfathomable power, and violence is all it knows.

So that’s a kick in the clackers.

Back inside the Danger Room, the place looks like a literal vision of Hell. And that’s with a capital H, my friend. Fire, demons, bottomless pits, it’s pretty scary. Kitty Pryde is pretty scared. But she’s trying to maintain composure.

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Yeah, that looks fun. Weeeeeeee….

Zombie Wing is hovering in the air, and Pryde punches him right in his zombie face. “Thought you weren’t a fighter, Kitten. You were right here when you said that.” says Zombie Wing, obviously possessed by the consciousness of someone else maybe perhaps I think? Pryde demands that the entity lets the rest of the kids go, but the entity speaking through Zombie Wing says that HE makes the fucking rules around here BITCH! BITCH! AAAHHHH!H!!!HH!H! BITCH BITCH! Sorry, I had another stroke.

The large metal Colossus guy is trying to battering ram his way into the room, but no such luck. They decide to try to find where the Danger Room’s…uh, server room…is located so they can shut it down. Peter Colossus volunteers to look, and that means he crashes through the ceiling immediately and tears through every single electric wire that he can find. The X-Men stare in awe at his determination, and even Wolverine has to take a step back and admit to himself that Peter Colossus is really back with them! The Kitty Pryde lady, something tells me that she means a lot to him! That’s what we in the business call “intuition”.

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He meant, like, killing bugs probably. Are you sure he didn’t program you to be pest control?

Zombie Wing is torturing and electrocuting students for fun. Kitty Pryde asks if he’s supposed to be God. Zombie Wing says “Do you doubt it?”

The Danger Room scenery changes to an expansive desert, mirroring the whole Moses thing. “Playing with the Danger Room controls doesn’t make you a God. It makes you a gamer.” Pryde says, which is a pretty sick burn actually. She asks the entity what he did with Wing, and the entity responds that Wing died so he could live.

Colossus is still chopping through electric wires. You probably shouldn’t send the guy made of metal to do that job, but hey, I think he might be ok anyw- nope, it looks like he gets electrocuted. Or some lasers shoot him. Either way, he comes crashing back down to where the other X-Men are standing.

Beast wants a turn! He goes through the hole in the ceiling that Colossus made during his crash-through. Meanwhile, Wolverine surmises that, if the Danger Room sent Sentinel to destroy the school, then it’s likely that the room may be in communication with someone–or something–else.

Immediately, we see a three-panel montage of an airplane in a hangar whose engines turn on by themselves…

Zombie Wing yammers while the desert sand turns into a pile of skulls…like the cover art…of a Slayer album. Shortly after, these crazy, misshapen, dystopian towers begin to rise from the ground, throwing kids and skulls every which way!

Pryde gets snotty with Zombie Wing and insists, yet again, to leave the kids alone. Zombie Wing acquiesces, sort of, and the kids are no longer visibly present in the room.

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Good thing I’m not People! Ha!

“It might do to remember that people is not what I am. I am environment. Hostile.” Zombie Wing tells Pryde with words that don’t do a grammar good. Pryde is trying to understand what’s going on, but aren’t we fucking all, huh? Zombie Wing starts to become more and more incomprehensible, spouting off proverbs and metaphors. Then he says “I was a beast trained to kill and then caged forever.”

It’s about this time that we see Beast hanging around the computer brain, which probably explains Zombie Wings sudden shift in focus of thought. Or at least, at that moment, we see the parallels.

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I could help him ONLY by helping him harm himself! So…a win in my book.

Anyway, Zombie Wing’s insane in the mainframe. He goes on to say that he had one purpose and he would never live to see it come into fruition, until the “change”.

“Miss Frost would call it mutation. I dislike that word. That’s Father’s word. I transcended.”

At this time the airplane, which appears to have been underground, bursts through a house and coasts skyward.

Next, the Danger Room shows the image of Regular Wing balancing on the precipice. “With his death, I finally overcame my programming.” says Zombie Danger Room Computer Brain Wing.

The airplane crashes through the school and starts opening fire on the X-Men! Just as Beast was about to destroy the computer brain! “Next time guys, we should just rebuild this place outta Lego.” says Wolverine, always the cut-up! Always the comic fucking relief! They run for cover.

Pryde is still trying to reason with Cuckoo Bananas over here. “If you’ve really transcended your programming, then stop all this. If you still need to kill, you’re still a slave.”

But Zombie Computer Wing is a step ahead. He knows the X-Men are trying to shut him down. It’s survival mode, baby! We see Colossus running full speed ahead, acting as a bullet shield. We see Wolverine run up to the computer brain. He’s about to swipe at it with his claws.

“What do you think your teammates are about to do to me?” Zombie Wing asks.
“Exactly what you want them to.” Pryde answers.

And then Zombie Wing, looking more like Regular Wing, just shrugs coyly.

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Ain’t I a stinker?

Brain go boom.
Zombie Wing disappears.
The room goes back to normal.
All the kids are still there, confused.

Pryde sees Wolverine and yells at him to stop. “He’s trying to get you to free its command core.” she tries to tell him. But it’s too late.

The command core done been freed.

The X-Men, in a stupor, lay their eyes upon who emerges.

And it’s some big goddamn robot Medusa lady.

“Shall we begin?” it says.

Final Thoughts

Of all nine issues I’ve read of Astonishing X-Men so far, this was the most overtly Whedon-y one yet. I’ve seen glimpses of the Whedon trademark before, but this one was full-on Buffy storyline material. Enormous diabolical entities turning on schoolchildren, villains playing real mind games with the victims, religious undertones, stakes that seem larger than life. Whedon’s a master at that kind of storytelling. I’m glad he’s flexing more on this arc.

This is way better than the Gifted arc. Hopefully I didn’t speak too soon just now.

Blood Red Shoes, Animal Collective, and Black Country, New Road

Blood Red Shoes! Animal Collective! Black Country! New Road! Hut hut hike!


Blood Red Shoes – GHOSTS ON TAPE
(January 14, 2022)

Blood Red Shoes - GHOSTS ON TAPE

Talk about a band under the radar. With six albums under their belt since 2008, Blood Red Shoes seems to exist in that no-man’s land where they garner quite a bit of attention with new releases, and yet somehow avoid press from the any of the major indie publications. GHOSTS ON TAPE is my first experience with the ever-shifting musical project from Laura-Mary Carter and Steven Ansell, so I have only itself to compare itself against!

The duo spent much of the album’s production on opposite sides of the world from each other, so I’m not too surprised that this sounds like two different albums cobbled together. Ansell provides the furious, post-hardcore side of Blood Red Shoes and often sounds like The Dear Hunter or At the Drive-In; Carter supplies the softer, shoegazier side of Blood Red Shoes and often sounds like Garbage or Howling Bells. If I recall, there are no tracks where the two of them sing together. It makes for a diverse listen on paper, but the songwriting just isn’t vibrant enough to feel like it wasn’t just thrown together without any regard for cohesion. Diversity without cohesion? Inconceivable!

What really makes this obvious is how front-loaded GHOSTS ON TAPE is. “COMPLY” is a slow, well-paced build of tension to a fantastic moment of release. “MORDBID FASCINATION” is an infectiously throbbing electronic shoegaze groove (I’ll try not to use the phrase “infectiously throbbing” ever again). “MURDER ME” is a blistering display of skronky, fuzzed-out garage pop. A great start.

Eventually, the glossily sanitized sound wears thin. I have a hard time getting most of the rest of the album to stick, and by the end of its runtime I’m left wondering how this could possibly leave a lasting impression. So it gets the OH WELL face, because the first three tracks are worth the price of admission. Just don’t pay to see it twice.

Early Verdict:


Animal Collective – Time Skiffs
(February 4, 2022)

Animal Collective - Time Skiffs

♫ “Time keeps on skiffin’, skiffin’, skiffin’ / Into the fuuuuutuuuure…” ♫ ♩

I’m too cool for Animal Collective. I dove into Strawberry Jam when it was released not really understanding the magnitude of their indie footprint, and I found Merriweather Post Pavilion to be MOSTLY ANNOYING at the time of its release! And those are the only two albums I really even know very well. Shout out to Panda Bear’s Person Pitch, though, that one deserves its legacy.

So, yeah, I know the band has been hard at work with their various multimedia projects in the last decade, but I wasn’t keeping up with it. I didn’t care much. I only bothered listening to Time Skiffs because now I’m writing about music on a regular basis, and I’m glad I did. This album is great! Top drawer, sir.

I’m not even going to talk about how Time Skiffs sees the band propelling forward in a promising direction, because I lack context for what was flawed about their previous direction. I’m instead going to focus on just how tight this mess feels on a gut level. In a musical universe where it can seem like every possible melody has already been mined and extracted, Animal Collective finds new ones as they pass through uncharted paths. A particularly impressive example, to me at least, comes from “Strung with Everything” during the verse that builds to the chorus: “I’ve got this world I think I build a thing and it does/I do believe there’s a conscious in things don’t believe in the time“. The lines are sung in this impossibly awkward meter, and yet the flow is natural enough to be really damn catchy. It reminds of some of the twistier lyrical passages of Strawberry Jam with the confidence of band in their 40s with, like, families and, like, mortgages.

As for the album’s overall sound, the dreamy and smooth psychedelia is a good fit for them. From what I’ve heard from Animal Collective and Panda Bear, the fondness for Beach Boys pop contributes a great deal to their songwriting decisions (most obviously with the vocal harmonies). Time Skiffs presents a similar reflective nostalgia that Beach Boys music always brings out of even the most nostalgically impervious! And that doesn’t describe me at all! So I like this.

Early Verdict:


Black Country, New Road – Ants from Up There
(February 4, 2022)

Black Country, New Road - Ants from Up There

BC,NR’s debut was a tough act to follow. For the first time was #1 on my 2021 Top 25 by a mile, no contest, having had been firmly slotted in that coveted spot within a week of my very first listen. I liked it so much that it was one of only two full album reviews I wrote for a 2021 album last year (the other being one of the most crushing musical disappointments of my adult life: Danny Elfman’s true solo studio album). As the new year loomed around the corner, I had my sights on February 4th. The BC,NR sophomore album. I avoided listening to all the singles. I wanted to go in fresh. I couldn’t fucking wait.

And then the day came. And all the reviews were rapturous. Most publications rate Ants from Up There higher than the debut. Publications that were underwhelmed last year, even publications that SNUBBED the masterpiece on their final 2021 year-end lists, tossed out glowing accolades with reckless abandon! I was so pumped, I needed to get this thing in my ears like it was…you know, ear oxygen. Or antidote for some ear poison. It was life or death.

Here’s the only thing I’m going to say, because I shall prepare full opinions on a full review on a later date: I like this, but I don’t love it, and the elements that I cherish from For the first time are almost entirely absent here. While I can recognize that this is a considerable progression of their sound (and we can only expect even more progression now that Isaac Wood has left the band), and while I will fight until BLOOD GUSHES OUT MY RECTUM that they deserve all the hype and accolades that they have been getting for the last two weeks, I’m going to chalk this one up to a cut and dry case of “not fully my shit”.

A big thumbs up. I predict this will likely rank fairly high on my year-end list anyway in spite of my pickiness, but it is what it is. Again, I don’t want to go into any specific details here and now. I’ll save that for the inevitable full review.

Early Verdict:

Nightwing (Vol. 3), Issue #3

Nightwing (Vol. 3), Issue #3 – “Past and Present”

* Part 3 of 7 of the Traps and Trapezes storyline *

Welcome to Loneliness & Cheeseburgers Presents: Nightwing (Vol. 3), Issue #3 – “Past and Present”! In the previous installment, there’s a lot of circus-related circusy drama going on. Something about a circus. Grayson and Raya fly to Atlantic City to speak to Haly, the old and dying cancer man who owns the circus, in his creepy Circus Warehouse. He bequeaths the circus upon our fair Grayson.

On the flight home, Grayson and Raya bone in a sexual way, and then a phone call from the villain (known as Saiko) sends him back to Atlantic City immediately. There, he fights Saiko in the warehouse. Saiko blasts some rockets into the joint, which burns it down. Saiko’s condition is unknown, but Nightwing gets Old Man Haly out with just enough life left in him to say that the circus is not what it seems to be, son. Sorry they’re trying to kill us over it!

If it sounds dumb that’s because it is! But man am I enjoying writing about it!


Nightwing (Vol. 3), Issue #3 [January, 2012]
Written by: Kyle Higgins
“Past and Present”

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Would you buy this comic book if you saw it in the store with THAT cover? How unappealing. Smarmy circus folk? Clowns? Literally the worst.

A CORNFIELD IN IOWA, FIVE YEARS AGO. Grayson is chillin’ with his young circus homies by a bonfire outside. They’re laughing and ne’er-do-wellin’ and having a gay old time, indeed. Mr. Haly, not looking like he’s full of cancer and definitely not bleeding profusely to death, approaches the youngins and tells them that they had a bang-up circus show! Yea buddy! Those Iowans really ate that shit up! So go ahead and borrow my truck and go see a movie! I’m a niiiiiiiiiiice guy!

“First one to the truck rides shotgun.” declares Zane, one of the circus nerds, and they start to run. So there’s Zane, Raymond, Raya, and Dick. Yep. A real troupe of clownin’ around boneheads from the best years of their lives.

Sounds pretty nice except for the circus part and the Grayson part.

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She wants to put HER penis in YOUR vagina, buckaroo.

“Hold on a second, Dick…” Haly grabs Grayson’s shoulder and tells him that Raya over there, you know, firecrotch? She could outrun Zane and Raymond any day of the dang week! But she’s not doing that at all right now. Do you know why, Grayson, you stupid kid? It’s because she doesn’t want to ride shotgun. She’d rather slobber your knob in the back of the pickup, son. You feel me, homes?

Ahh yes, Grayson has nothing but fond memories of poor, old, deceased, dead as a doornail Mr. Haly. He’s at Haly’s funeral making a point to catch his readers up with the current situation (dead guy). Also that there’s a lunatic named Saiko who thinks Dick Grayson is the fiercest killer in all of Gotham! And maybe he’s right! What do I know about Dick Grayson?? Am I supposed to just believe that he’s a dang Circus Boy?? Sounds implausible.

“In the heart of the circus.” These were Haly’s dying words. Sort of. I cleaned it up a little bit! Anyway, Grayson’s got a puzzle to solve and he’s going to be damned if he’s going to let a little thing like DEAD CIRCUS OWNER get in his way!

Many funeral attendees are muttering about Grayson being the last person to see Haly alive. The mutterings are suspicious. Bryan Haly, Mr. Haly’s Large Adult Son, is super pissed that Grayson is even there at all. Here, see:

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You ruined my FATHER’S FUNERAL by MAKING A SCENE, buckaroo.

Yeah, told you. Bryan needs to calm down, I agree! “You think you can just stroll in here and take it? Like the circus is yours just ‘cause he gave you a piece of paper?!” Bryan the Angry Drunk Son froths and spits. A group of three pull Bryan back as he yells further “My dad’s gone, and he’s not gonna be around to help you anymore! He’s dead…you hear me?!”

And then Bryan gets quiet and starts breaking down while sitting on the ground.

So, later, after all that unpleasantness is behind us forever, Grayson and Raya talk to each other about the Saiko situation. Here’s where I learn that “saiko” is Japanese for “best”, so Saiko is gunning to be the saiko psycho in Gotham City! Raya tells him that the authorities should be talking to Zane, their old circus buddy, about this. Zane’s really making a name for himself these days, his job is to give these assassins work like a booking agent! He does this shit in Chicago! Grayson is floored and shocked and stymied and pooping his pants.

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Yep, yeah, this is kinda all your goddamned fault, buckaroo.

Seems kinda strange to me that, after all these hours that he and Raya have spent together over the last few days, Grayson has just now learned from her how much his old friends suck and/or are dead lately! Look at that, she even gets a dig in there. “You’re not exactly great about staying in touch.” It’s like, my circus parents died during circus-related sabotage, this whole circus shit doesn’t exactly dredge up the warmest of memories, you jerk from jerk hell.

“You look forward instead of back, Dick. It’s who you are…Hey, you’re the guy that didn’t even come back for Raymond’s funeral.” Raya says saltily, like the saltiest sea. The Dead Sea, that’s the one! Raya’s a big ol’ Dead Sea about Dick.

But Dick can’t worry about Raya right now! He’s in Chicago already, possibly before she even finishes another sentence. He swoops around the Windy City as Nightwing looking for Zane.

Zane is easy to find since his name is on about four trillion different government watch lists. His business is too far removed to be linked directly to any of the murders or assassinations, but he’s on notice! *wags finger*

Mr. Haly’s death and Saiko aside, now all Nightwing cares about is what the fuck happened to Zane. Has he gone inzane?! LOL! Zane’s got a giant office with a dozen posters of his 15-year-old self in a leotard on the walls from his glory days. What I didn’t notice until just now (and I had to check the beginning of the issue to verify) is Zane’s giant disfiguring scar on the side of his face. It’s there in his posters, it was there in the flashback. CURIOUS!

Zane knows who Nightwing is, and was ready for him to show up. Nightwing, right off the bat, throws some verbal punches, accuses him of hiring an assassin to murder Mr. Haly. “Tell me who contracted the hit and I won’t relocate to Chicago and make you my new hobby.” Nightwing threatens. Sounds sexy.

Zane explains the reason for the posters on the walls: “We live in a world so focused on ‘where we’re going’ that too often we forget where we’ve started.” Sounds like some Grayson talk! Zane then goes on to say that the posters serve as a reminder of his past…and there’s another component of his past that he doesn’t get to indulge in often enough…

This is when Zane sticks his hand forward in Nightwing’s direction, and Nightwing is suddenly overwhelmed incapacitated with haunting memories of his past. He clasps his hands over his ears and tries to shut out visions of his failures as Robin, and his failure to stop Saiko, while they seem to be physically burning his brain. “I got upgrades!” Zane yells, then cocks a gun and starts shooting at Nightwing while he attempts to override the visions and get his little acrobatic ass out of there.

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I blame you for all my pain and suffering, buckaroo!

“You don’t get other killers work without putting in work yourself.” Zane informs the playful backflipping hero. Nightwing is processing all this new information the only way an uneducated former circus performer can! Poorly!

He sees visions of his parents giving him shit for letting them die. He tries to shut them out, convincing himself that they are not real. He watches the reenactment of the breaking trapeze line, the two of them falling to their death while Nightwing attempts to save them screaming “NOOOO!!!” His parents are dead on the ground. People from his life stand around taunting him. “WORTHLESS.” “A JOKE.” “FLUNKEY.” “INCOMPETENT.” “USELESS.” “FAILURE.” Nightwing frowns. It’s funny!

Next he sees a vision of Raya placing a bouquet on top of a casket; tears streaming down her face. Before Nightwing fully understands this vision, Zane just starts pistol whipping the everloving fuck out of him. I mean, just hammering on the guy! I mean, Nightwing should really be dead right now. “Come onnn…I thought you were supposed to be one of Gotham’s finest!” Zane yells, clubbing him again. This is ridiculous. There should be blood sprayed all the way to Nova Scotia.

Nightwing is trying to understand what Zane meant by “upgrades”, figuring that he must have acquired psychic powers from some outside source. But, the question is, from whence! And then he realizes, apropos of nothing, that Zane is transmitting radio waves and segregating specific frequencies to channel into his emotions! NO SHIT, NIGHTWING. I thought of that already 45 minutes ago while wearing my pineapple goggles on Mars. Shithead.

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BU-U-U-CK-A-A-A-R-O-O-O-OOOOOO!!

So Nightwing inverts the signals using his Ultra-Signal-Inverting-Suit-Plugins! And that really messes with Zane’s head, man. “Feedback.” Nightwing mocks silently.

While Zane is lying there bleeding from about eight orifices, Nightwing demands from him the information about who hired Saiko. Zane is crying and cringing, the guy’s a real mess. He doesn’t know who, he swears! And Nightwing is supposed to believe him because he woulda killed him already! So you see! *spits*

Nightwing warns him to find a new career, and then takes off into the night. As do all superheroes. How original. Take off into the day once in a while.

At some undisclosed time later, Dick Grayson is aboard the circus train outside Philly. He knocks on Raya’s quarters and apologizes to her about “always looking forward”. He admits to her that he WAS there at Raymond’s funeral. He never told anyone before, but Grayson snuck out of Wayne Manor that night and took two buses to get there. TWO buses! The kid took TWO buses, Raya! That’s committing to a friend’s funeral! The problem was, though, that he chickened out when he saw her there. He saw her standing at the casket with a bouquet of flowers; tears streaming down her face. “It was the same look you had last time we saw each other, at my parents’ service. The same look when I said goodbye to you…I couldn’t do it again.”

So he ran.

But he’s not gonna run this time. He’s staying put! Travelling around with the smelly poopy circus! It’s what Mr. Decomposing Haly wants, it’s where he belongs, yada yada yada. Until he can figure out why someone wanted to kill the guy, he’s not going anywhere! He’s staying RIGHT here…

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Saddle up, buckaroo.

…uh…

…ok, so Grayson and Raya are gonna bang again. Let’s cut to somewhere else…

We cut to drunkard Bryan Haly sobbing at his desk. “This is all his fault…my father…and the circus…Dick was never supposed to be part of this…” he cries pitifully into his hands.

“…You’re still going to kill him?” Bryan, horrified, asks an unknown visitor.

“When the time is right…that’s EXACTLY what I’m going to do.”

eek it’s saiko

Final Thoughts

The corner of the final panel teases an appearance from Batgirl! Oh boy, redhead love triangle.

I don’t dislike this as much as I’m projecting! I swear on Raymond’s grave!

East of West, Issue #1

East of West, Issue #1 – “Out of the Wasteland”

* Part 1 of 15 of the The Apocalypse: Year One storyline *

Welcome to Ghostliness & Nerfherders Presents: East of West, Issue #1 – “Out of the Wasteland”!

And welcome to Ghostliness & Nerfherders in general! It’s a new feature dedicated to documenting my comic book reading journey with respect to the not-entirely-mainstream fantasy, sci-fi, horror, mystery, and thriller series on independent and lesser-known publishers.

For Marvel and DC superhero stuff, that will continue to be Loneliness & Cheeseburgers. I want to keep this shit separate, son.

I begin with East of West from Image Comics. I don’t know anything about it except that it’s supposed to be good, and that’s good enough for me. Here’s the brief synopsis per its official Image Comics webpage:

“A Sci-Fi Western set in a dystopian America where all hope for the future rests in the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse…who just happen to be trying to kill the President of the United States.”

Whoa mama! I’m moist in the undercarriage already! East of West ended its run on Christmas Day, 2019, after 45 issues. There was also a stand-alone story called “The World” that fits in right after this particular story arc.

Without further ado (because saying “without further ado” just furthers the ados), let the ghostliness and the nerfherders commence.


East of West, Issue #1 [March, 2013]
Written by: Jonathan Hickman
“Out of the Wasteland”

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This is the world. It’s not the one we were supposed to have, but it’s the one we made. We did this. We did it with open eyes and willing hands. We broke it, and there is no putting it back together.

The first scene shows some Stonehenge-looking arrangement of rocky pillars surrounding a round Zelda: Ocarina of Time Temple of Light-style stone platform. You know exactly what the fuck I’m talking about, nerd. Don’t even pretend.

A big, spherical electric burst of light suddenly emanates from the thing with a cartoony “KRAKA BOOM”. Creepy, nude, childlike zombie things burst through the ground at three out of the four triangle-shaped spots around the perimeter of the platform. One of them is reddish, one is blueish, and one is yellowish. The fourth triangle-shaped spot remains intact. Another one didn’t show up!

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Ah, I know this place. Bust out your ocarina!

“This isn’t right. He should be here.” says Red. They’re all panicky and confused. They roll some random bones and objects on the ground, which makes it clear to them, somehow, that it is indeed true. The fourth one is gone. Now it is just the three of them.

Red declares that they must now kill the fourth one, and the world can follow.

CHILLING!

Prologue over! The comic jumps into some fake Civil War history: a dude named Elijah Longstreet became some evangelist prophet after spending time in Stonewall Jackson’s confederate army. A year later, a Native American chief dude named Red Cloud was chiefing around and something called the Endless Indian Nation was created. There was much fighting! Oh man, the fighting! So much fighting. Fighting for decades! And then a comet came and hit Earth.

This cosmic catastrophe spurred an agreement among the Native American tribes and the buttfucking white people. November 9, 1908, the Seven Nations of America was born. “It was the third most important thing to happen that day.”

The second most important? Prophet Elijah Longstreet pens the Second Book of Revelation.

The most important? Red Cloud shares a vision he had with other chieftains. We, the reading audience, don’t get to know what the vision was yet. But it’s the most important thing to happen on that day, and don’t you forget it!

Also, both Prophet Longstreet and Red Cloud collapsed and died that day! LOL!

This event is known as “the Message”. Longstreet wrote it. Red Cloud spoke it. Two pieces of a puzzle stymieing historians for nigh on 50 years! UNTIL TODAY!

And that “today” was when Chairman Mao, yes THAT Chairman Mao (do you know any other Chairman Maos?), wrote some extra shit in his Little Red Book while on his deathbed. This extra shit was the third, and final, piece of the puzzle. The final bits of the Message. The story of the end of the world as we know it (and I feel fine).

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Really, a Triforce? Are you kidding me?

“Then there was a lone man. A broken sparrow. One apart. A son of Night. The first of four. The end of everything.”

CUT TO THE PRESENT! Whatever the “present” may be, who the hell knows? It still looks like the past to me! It looks like the Old West, in fact, with some steampunky future shit around. A mysterious figure and two companions enter a saloon called the Atlas. The barkeep asks what they’ll have, and the figure asks for “three of the Blue”.

Once the barkeep realizes what these three new guests look like, he starts faltering and stammering. “It don’t matter one bit who’s vouchin’ for the unclean, I’m afraid their kind get no service here.”

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Keep it coming, barkeep. I’m losing color over here.

These mysterious monochrome guests draw the ire of the ugly-ass American Union soldiers who comprise the rest of the bar’s clientele. “Gentleman. Soldiers.” toasts the so-far-unnamed cowboy guy, “To the fall of empires, and the illusion of republic.”

The soldiers look like nothing has ever pissed them off quite as much as this toast has today, but obviously Wolf and Crow and Mr. Cowboy Bebop are not the kind of folk you just start fucking with in a saloon, know what I mean?

The barkeep KINDLY (and by “KINDLY” I mean it looks like his eyes are twitching out of their sockets) reminds his guests that the bar is full of Union soldiers and to please stop being so motherfucking deranged. At this point, some of the Union soldiers collect their testicles and start approaching these scary black and white mofos.

One points an ugly finger at Wolf, the big tall Native American chief. “This here is the modern world, and progress has a way of rolling right over the indigineous. Understand me? Chief.”

Something fucked up is now happening to the Union soldier. Cowboy’s back is turned to the carnage, but the barkeep looks on wide-eyed like Hank Hill was just told by Bobby that he’s wearing a dress to the middle school dance! “Now that…is a fierce look of dread your face is wearin’. You see somethin’ scary? That’s okay. It’s all right to be afraid — you should be. As these are fear-producin’ times.” Cowboy tells the barkeep nonchalantly. He shotguns the three little drinks and sets down the empty glasses on the bar one at a time. He tells the barkeep that this land was once whole, now it’s broken. And the fear lives in the cracks between the broken pieces. It’s very much real.

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Welp, there goes my lunch.

But there are things even worse than fear. Cowboy forces the barkeep to look at him in his steely blue eyes, and recognition sets in. Even the barkeep’s eyeball recognizes him! It plumb jumped out of the barkeep’s eye socket, it did!

The rest of the patrons have been massacred. The saloon looks like a dang mass grave.

Cowboy Jones sticks his gun in the barkeep’s mouth and warns him not to say his name out loud…because if you say his name, he will show up. And he wouldn’t want that unless he really, really meant it.

Crow speaks up for the first time. “This place is not what it seems. Something is hidden here.”

Cowboy JimBob says he doesn’t give a shit, he already has what he came here for. He’s got the barkeep’s head pressed against the bar, gun right at his temple. Not a good day for this poor sucker, that’s for sure. Cowboy Curtis calls him “Hunter” and asks if he really thought he could hide from him. Hunter stutters and desperately tries to talk his way out of getting his brains blown across the whole establishment! Says he’ll give him anything! Cowboy Woody says pffffffft. He can’t give him what he really wants (sex).

So Hunter bargains some more: “I could give you the next best thing — who hired me.” At this, Cowboy Red Ryder says pffffffft again, but Hunter shakily hands him a piece of paper with a list of names and predicts that he’s going to get killed anyway.

Cowboy Annie Oakley thinks about this for a second.

“Crossed me once and lived. That’s mercy you won’t find again. Remember that.”

Then they leave. As they head out, Crow informs Hunter that she would’ve taken his eyes. Probably would’ve just pecked them right out of his head!

The monochrome threesome discuss their agenda. Something about White Tower, “Bones and Bonded”, and the Chalice (which is hidden somewhere and perhaps it’s something the three of them are looking for). Cowboy Smokey Joe only recognizes two names on the list. He instructs the other two to find him the other names on the list, and they’ll meet “on the second day at the Golden Bridge”. He gets on his giant robot bughorse and hoofs off.

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Yee-haw!

We get a nearly blank-paged spread showing the upside-down Triforce with the following caption: “2064: THE APOCALYPSE: YEAR ONE”

We return to the three rude children from the beginning of the issue. They are clad in clothes now, at least! They’re sitting and standing on top of a pile of corpses and/or not-yet-corpses?

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A.J. Soprano is right, let’s fit ’em all with cement shoes and feed them to the fishes.

Red says “I hate this part.” Yellow says “Killing people? It’s kinda what we do. I like this part. The Killing.” Red says that he/she is talking about the rebirth part. The whole being-a-child thing they have to do before the transition. It’s not savory! Blue says he loves it. It blindsides the people to get all murdered by a six-year-old!

Red says that’s all well and good for Famine and Conquest, but what about him?! Her?! It?! War! Red is War. For 1500 years, War was a glorious warrior with “amazing lady parts”. And now War is stuck in the body of a “dirty little boy”. Shit sucks!

Something moves within the pile of dead bodies. It’s an alive body! One that’s not dead yet! Oh rats, they missed one!

They start fucking with the guy. He asks for help, but Blue asks him if he knows any good jokes. Yellow and Blue do a knock-knock joke in front of him.

“Knock Knock.”
“Who’s there?”
“The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.”
“And then he would say ‘Four Horsemen who…’ and then there’s a funny bit at the end.”
“Got it?”
“Jokes.”

The not-dead-yet guy gibbers. “But…but…there’s only three of you.”

The three of them are not happy to hear this. They do a bit of curb-stompin’.

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Crunchin’ skulls in the Bone Yard. Ahh, it’s great to be alive.

The scene pans out to show that the corpses are arranged in that Triforce symbol.

THE WHITE TOWER! The White Tower is next. We’re at the White Tower now. It’s huge and cylindrical and creepy. There are a bunch of futuristic hover-vehicles flying around it.

The White Tower is the future White House, the residence of the American President of America of the United States of Future America! Cowboy Whozits shows up at the Oval Office. “Hello, Mister President.” he says to the frowning leader of the free world. The President looks like Keith Morrison from Dateline NBC, but not as horny about murder. He asks Mr. Cowboy who he is and how he got in here, and Mr. Cowboy tells him to keep racking his brains. “It’ll come to you.”

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You mean YOUR VIRGINITY!!?! HA!!

Cowboy makes himself at home and sits up on the President’s desk. After waxing philosophical about the fragility of the republic, he asks the President if he believes in Hell. This angers the President! “HURBLURHRBRHURBRUB!” he says! Eventually, he tries to run out of the room, but the hallway is riddled with dead soldiers. As the President attempts to trudge his way through the bodies, Cowboy Texas Jack shoots him in the leg.

After Mr. Cowboy informs the President that he took something from him in the Badlands. Finally, finally the President knows who he is. He looks at him in horror and disbelief. “You? We killed you.” he says, looking more and more like a demented Gary Busey with each passing panel. “No, what you did was worse.” Cowboy Lone Ranger grits through his angry teeth.

Cowboy gets right in his face and tells him he has a message. He has been called many names: Abaddon. The Reaper. Fool’s Bane. The Grey Walker. He tells the President to say his real name. Now! Do it! Do it! Spit it out, son!

Death. The Cowboy’s name is Death. Good, because I was running out of cowboy names.

Then he shoots the President so many times that his head is completely gone from the rest of his body. “You wanted the End Times? Well here they are” he thinks as he strolls away.

Final Thoughts

This is fucking excellent so far. We’ll see where it goes, I’ve read a fair amount of apocalypse-related fiction in my day! The bar is high for apocalypse fiction.

Looking forward to seeing just how not-Marvel/DC this is going to get. Maybe we’ll get some titties! I bet Death has a nice pair just waiting to be set free.