Astonishing X-Men (Vol. 3), Issue #7

Astonishing X-Men (Vol. 3), Issue #7 – “Dangerous (Part 1)”

* Part 1 of 6 of the Dangerous storyline *

Welcome to Loneliness & Cheeseburgers Presents: Astonishing X-Men (Vol. 3) Issue #7 – “Dangerous (Part 1)”! In the previous storyline, spanning Issues #1 – #6, a place called Benetech Labs (overseen by Dr. Rao, an old colleague of Hank “Roast Beast” McCoy) is developing a “cure” that will render any mutant powerless. Some in the mutant community see this as systematic genocide, others see it as the answer to all their problems. The moral and sociopolitical implications are complicated! Anyway, Nick Fury and his S.H.I.E.L.D. agents get involved and now it’s in the hands of the government, so who knows what could happen with it now.

Oh yeah, there was something about certain people being able to see the future, and the future ain’t lookin’ great. An apocalyptic event is caused by a single mutant, but it’s unknown who this mutant was or what the mutant did. The “cure” was developed in part to rid ALL mutants of their powers in order to stop this one specific, unknown mutant from causing the end times. So there’s that too.

Also, Colossus (aka Peter), who was supposed to be dead before the events of the story, is actually not dead at all! And now he’s walking around not dead, much to Kitty Pryde’s confusion and surprise.

That’s the gist. Instead of jumping to some other X-Men run, I decided to keep going with Joss Whedon’s to see if I can get a little more appreciation for his work if I kept going. If I’m left cold, I’m jumping to some other X-Men series for a bit. And that’s just the facts, ma’am.


Astonishing X-Men (Vol. 3), Issue #7 [January, 2005]
Written by: Joss Whedon
“Dangerous (Part 1)”

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Check the cover. The gang’s all here and ready to boot some ass back to Assville! Hell yeah! And Assville is really far away, too! There’s no direct flight to Assville, you have to change planes and shit, like, in Denver or something. ANYWAY, let’s see what these fucked-up freaks are up to these days.

Remember that sad-sack Wing? The flying kid whose powers were STOLEN from him when Ord stabbed him in the back with some cure needles? He’s ambling around the school grounds looking like a sad little emo boy because he doesn’t get to fly anymore. Instead of kicking his useless butt to the curb, the school is being gracious and they’re letting him stay. Mostly because McCoy wants to run tests on him like a whimpering lab rat that he is. Everyone always stares at him with their pity-eyes.

He climbs to the top of a large hill and finds himself on the edge of a cliff. “I’m not a normal human.” Wing says with defiance.

“I can fly.”

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OK there, R. Kelly. Do you think about it every night and day? And by that I mean your sex trafficking and child pornography crimes?

The X’ed-Men are all flying in a jetcraft thing, with Peter Colossus windsurfing on top for an unknown fool-ass reason. They arrive at some large city where some Godzilla-thing is doing some Godzilla-style terrorizing. They say the thing came out of the ground, so the X-Guys are gonna try to put the creature back where it came from. Cyclops does a leadership thing, which makes Emma Frost positively moist and, thus, successfully disgusts Kitty Pryde.

Peter Colossus starts fighting the creature while his inner monologue is concerned about how strange it is to be back with the X-Men and fighting again. Kitty Pryde is fighting while her inner monologue is concerned about how strange and tense the dynamic between her and Peter seems to be right now. Wolverine is fighting and has no inner monologue except for “I really like beer” because he’s big and brutish and dumb and just likes fighting!

While the action is happening outside, a room full of office workers are standing like zombies, each one with the same peculiar thought in their head:

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Goes against my daily habit of leaving in a slow, yet disorderly, fashion.

So that’s weird.

The X-Mens continue attacking the giant Godzilla ripoff. When its back is turned, Beast fires concussive blasts from the jet. And then, out of nowhere, the Fantastic Four shows up in their own jet! Apparently, this is New York City! Ever heard of it? New York City is Fantastic Four territory! That’s embarrassing.

Back at Professor Xavier’s Starfleet Academy, Wing is still standing on the edge of that cliff. His friend Hisako tells him that his parents are asking for him. Specifically, they’re asking for “Eddie”, which is Wing’s real name. “You’re a normal human now. No reason to be at a school for the ‘gifted’ if you don’t have a gift.” she says to him. Eddie Wingman ain’t hearin’ it! Denial! “I can’t fly, I might as well just snuff it!” he growls at her. He asks her if she lost her armor, what would she do? And she responds coldly with “Well, if I had any real guts at all…I’d jump off a cliff.”

The Godzilla Battle Rages On. The X-Men and the Fantabulous Four are teaming up, and folks, you love to see it! The Thing, the big rock guy, he grabs a semi-truck and whacks the monster over the head with it, sending it straight down the hole he crawled up from! That’s the end of that!

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Ha. That’s funny. Can’t wait for all the “Wolverine is from Canada” jokes that await me in the X-Men canon. That won’t get tired at all.

Now that the threat has been eliminated, Mr. Stretchy-Man asks the X-Dudes why, exactly, the fucking hell they’re here in the first place. Wolverine gets catty and tells them that they should be grateful that the X-Men showed up. Cyclops, always the level-headed boring guy, tells them that they feel like they should be out there more. Doing the work and all that. The Fantastic Four first thinks that, with them fighting by the X-Men’s side, it’ll be good publicity for the mutant community. “But what if it backfires?” Mr. Fantasmo-riffic asks out loud, “What if the press brands us a menace?” Whoops, good question! That’s what will probably happen!

So the Fantastic Four gets the fuck out of dodge.

SCENE CHANGE! Special Agent Brand, the green-haired S.W.O.R.D. lady who was working with Ord, she’s speaking during a court session in front of a BOARD OF ELDERS. She’s defending her case. She’s doing it quite well.

She defends her collusion with Ord in pursuit of the greater good. “There is a bullet pointed at this planet’s head. You all know exactly what I’m talking about.”

“An X-Man is destined to destroy the breakworld. And destiny isn’t thwarted by diplomats.” Brand says, putting on her Deal-With-It sunglasses!

Back at X-Men HQ, also known as One Of Their On-Campus Apartments, the team is mad at the TV because they’re showing more news coverage of Paris Hilton sucking a dick than they are of the NYC Godzilla battle! In fact, there’s no coverage of the battle whatsoever! Cyclops, always the cynical boring guy, mansplains to Kitty Pryde that the news was already written before the news even happened. “‘The Mutant Menace’ is the story. Always has been.” he says, turning the TV off. Frost backs him up: “He’s right. J. Jonah Jameson’ll be tongue-kissing Spider-Man before the X-Men catch a little public favor.” Oooooh, that’s quite the sexy image! J.K. Simmons entwined in a loving embrace with Tobey Maguire? Folks, you love to see it!

Hisako runs into the room desperate for help. Eddie Wingman is missing. Frost’s creepy Stepford Cuckoo’s walk in looking like the creepy twins from the Shining, except there’s three of them. Frost asks what they sensed, but they say they didn’t sense anything. Some other lady did. This lady has no eyeballs and she’s speaking nonsense talk! “He cannot leave, yes, thank you. I like him well. I ache. And worse. If he goes away, then, no thank you. Then the new one will come.” Really helpful, thanks lady.

Wing jumped from the cliff. There are about seven panels of him bleeding out on the ground.

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Spread my wings and fly away… ♫ ♬

But the final page shows Wing bleeding out on the floor of a giant, empty, cylindrical lab room. And in this giant, empty, cylindrical lab room, there’s a giant computer with a screen that reads

“DANGER ROOM SIMULATION ENVIRONMENT: CAMPUS EXTERIOR”

“EXERCISE COMPLETE”

Final Thoughts

Markedly better already! Perhaps it helps that I’m not learning about an entire group of new people from scratch. The end is very intriguing. Suicide’s a bummer, though. There’s a hotline for that, though, these days.

That’s all I’ve got so far! See ya next time, you old Stepford Cuckoo you.

Sucky Funnies for February 6, 2022

The paper is so full of old strips running as “classics” now that I don’t even know which ones are currently running and which ones are retired. “For Better or For Worse” had a kid dancing with a CD player today, and I learned that strip hasn’t even been running new ones since 2008! Just reruns. Blondie, conversely, a comic strip that should have died in the ’30s, still runs strong with no signs of stopping, mostly because the family that runs Blondie keeps on breeding their own endless army of Blondie-writers.

In short, I’m not going to worry too much about if a Sunday strip is actually a brand new strip or an ’80s rerun. I don’t care. If it’s in the paper and it’s dated for today, it’s eligible. Even if they talk about the Nixon tapes or the bombing of Nagasaki, that’s someone else’s problem, not mine!


Dilbert

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As we all should be aware of by now, Scott Adams a cranky right-wing nutjob piece of shit who thinks his show was cancelled because he was white and who thinks Republicans were/are going to be hunted during Biden’s presidency. This context paints the whole Dilbert strip with a different brush, namely the “aging privileged Boomer who thinks the whole world is constantly out to get him” brush.

Thus, how can you read the above strip and not picture the scenario from which the inspiration was drawn? Scott Adams arguing with a 22-year-old Starbucks employee, probably, using phrases like “I have demolished your argument with my superior logic” while she tries to tell him to stop giving her payment in Chuck E. Cheese tokens. Scott Adams arguing with his liberal nephew during Thanksgiving dinner, using phrases like “it has nothing to do with what we’re discussing” when his nephew tries to present the wealth of evidence available out there that Trump’s pants were full of poop for the majority of his four years in office.

The corporate stuff is all true, though. Speaking from personal experience as an engineer who currently works for a corporation, it really fucking sucks shit. Scott Adams is right about that. This is why I’d rather write about comics.


Heathcliff

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WHOOPS! How did Heathcliff, our Lord and Savior, accidentally end up on the pages of Sucky Funnies Sunday?? Heathcliff is not a benevolent entity, and I should not expect forgiveness from him quite so readily. I have truly sinned, and my penance shall be long, grueling, and assuredly demoralizing. Heathcliff expects no less from his disciples.

Heathcliff strips always embrace the avant-garde. If you read a Heathcliff strip expecting a punchline, you miss the point entirely. Heathcliff provides a rich world-building experience with consistent, insular logic. One does not read a Heathcliff strip to be entertained. One reads a Heathcliff strip for enlightenment. Heathcliff strips transcend earthly characteristics; mapping endless paths to the realms of the Freudian instinctual parts of the human mind in order to challenge social and behavioral conventions.

For instance, “never give a cat hot sauce” implies that Heathcliff is not the only cat in this universe who will terrorize the neighborhood dogs with charring blasts of fire-breath. In fact, the implication is that all cats have this ability! Dogs and birds are subservient beasts to cats in Heathcliff’s world, and Heathcliff’s elderly owner (or should I say, “elderly pet”) has no control of the situation if a cat happens to obtain a bottle of the precious weapon.

Really makes you think, right?

Yes.


Ziggy

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Ziggy sucks. The comic strip and the idea of Ziggy sucks. Ziggy was created by some dipshit who used to work as an executive for a major greeting cards company, and than that dipshit’s son took over and has been continuing the strip longer than I’ve been alive.

Here we see a narrative that was lifted straight from a Hallmark card from 1965. Sappy positivity is all over the Sunday Funnies. A lovable loser like Ziggy is very relatable to all the unlovable losers out there, and they look to Ziggy to feel like they’re in good company.

I like to imagine that there are many versions of the last panel is on the cutting room floor. Ziggy gets mauled by a polar bear. A shark leaps out of the water and eats his face. A maniac grabs the saw and decapitates his ugly, bald head. There are so many better endings here. What a waste.

Nightwing (Vol. 3), Issue #1

Nightwing (Vol. 3), Issue #1 – “Welcome to Gotham”

* Part 1 of 7 of the Traps and Trapezes storyline *

Welcome to Loneliness & Cheeseburgers Presents: Nightwing (Vol. 3), Issue #1 – “Welcome to Gotham”! Welcome to “Welcome to Gotham”. Welcome.

Nightwing is Dick Grayson, one of the old Robins who is no longer a Robin. While it’s widely known that Batman gets to brutally torture and murder every Robin once they become of age, Dick Grayson got to live and move on to become his own superhero. This is because Grayson had a pile of incriminating photos of Batman tongue-kissing Commissioner Gordon’s gun.

While all of that may only be 7/8s true, I know just a little bit about Nightwing through the first few issues of New 52 Batman, as well as Issue #3 of the New 52 Batgirl. In the latter, it’s revealed that he and Batgirl…ahem…had a thing.

And that’s about it. Will Batgirl show up among the pages of the first Nightwing storyline? Will Nightwing find that gun and tongue-kiss it himself? Only reading on will reveal the closely-guarded answers!


Nightwing (Vol. 3), Issue #1 [November, 2011]
Written by: Kyle Higgins
“Welcome to Gotham”

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What the hell is with these crotch-shots? It looks like Nightwing is leaping off a building, gearing up to land testicles-first right on your face. No means no, sir. Atrocious.

A monologue reveals that Nightwing has never lived in one place very long, growing up in a traveling circus and all that (!). It’s weird for him to be in Gotham now for two reasons: 1) he’s been here a year already, and 2) he was filling in for Batman while Bruce Wayne is away (!!).

“I’m finally me again. Dick Grayson–NIGHTWING!” And he poses triumphantly over his title page.

Oh wait, did you hear that? That’s the sound of me in the comic book shop, shutting the issue and moving on to something else! Oh look, a box of old Simpsons comics, and-

All right, fine. We see him doing some cute flips around the late-night cityscape. He says he’s pretty good at filling Batman’s shoes, but the city’s been changing around him during the last six months. In a certain part of town, for example, there usually aren’t murders! But now there are murders! Stuff like that.

He waxes nostalgic about his stint as Robin, how he was an acrobat who was good at a-swishin’ and a-swayin’. But now he’s so much better. He’s a very proud boy! “Now Gotham has nothing that can scare me…”

“…or, at least, that’s what I keep telling myself.”

The circus is in town! It’s called Haly’s Circus, and it’s the first time the troupe is back in Gotham since Tony Zucco killed Nightwing’s parents. He cut their trapeze. OK, so Grayson’s childhood trauma mirrors Bruce Wayne. Kindred spirits. How quaint. I think that’s how Lennon and McCartney fell in love, too.

Part of Grayson doesn’t want to relive that past, but he’s already passed by the tent three times. He figures he should go down and say hi.

But then he doesn’t.

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Don’t switch the blade on the guy in shades, oh no ♫♪♪

FLASHBACK TIME! Dick Grayson arrives in Gotham on a charter bus. He’s just like Corey Hart, wearing his sunglasses at night. Immediately, and I do mean immediately, two thugs start giving him shit for wearing those shades. A guy like him shouldn’t be wearing those at night, he better hand them over.

So now Grayson is ready to chew bubblegum and suck dicks and kick ass, and he’s all out of gum and dicks. He snaps one guy’s neck and boots the face of the other. They’re probably dead now. “I always did like this city.” he says as he walks away. As he walks away from this double homicide he just committed.

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Hello ladies, the Big Buff Slob is back in town.

Grayson never liked Bruce’s big mansion. Too big, too far away from the action! No, no, it’s a shitty loft in the worst part of town for him! Ah well, they both have their differences. Grayson eats like a slob, too.

But they have their similarities too. Both of them are haunted by their past. And, apparently, both of them are really obsessed with Batman. Hmm.

You know what, fuck it, right? Grayson still loves the circus, what’s he so afraid of? Time to visit the tent! What could possibly happen?

So he goes down and meets up with his sleazy, scummy, circus chums. Jimmy the Clown is cranky! “How do you think I’ve been, Grayson? I’m a clown doing a show in Gotham. Terrible.” Ahahahaha! Classic Jimmy!

Bryan Haly is the name of the guy who runs the circus, the son of the guy who used to run the circus. Now Bryan runs the circus. Write that down. He seems affable enough; he tells Grayson that he didn’t need to come visit, they all understood. But Grayson insists that he wanted to see everyone again. Especially that red-haired broad in the blue dress, hubba hubba!

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Oh yeah, both of your parents fell to their deaths in front of an audience? Kinda rings a bell, dude.

Her name is Raya, and she starts fondling his hair before he has a real chance to say “who loves ya baby”. She introduces him to a frowny guy named Marc, who is the circus’ new “catcher”. So who’s the pitcher? Ha! That’s a bad joke, sorry.

Raya and Marc invite Grayson to flip around on the trapeze for a bit, and he hesitates for about three nanoseconds before he indulges. Wearing blue spandex, he woos the crew with his sultry acrobatics! Then he decides he might blow his cover if he gets too fancy; as far as everyone below knows, Grayson hasn’t been keeping up with his circus moves.

What a weird fucking thought in general.

Then he gets all sappy about Gotham again, recognizing that his past is more of a weakness than a strength, blah blah blah. It’s some real after-school special shit.

He heads out, making a mental note to bone Raya before the circus leaves town. As he makes his way down the slummy, poorly lit city street, a costumed villain jumps down from above. He’s dressed like a ninja assassin with Wolverine blades. “I’ve been looking for you, Mr. Grayson.” he says, and then UNLEASHES THE BEAST! As Grayson dodges the villain’s attacks, a cop shows up and starts blasting his gun in their direction. “Trigger-happy patrolmen.” Grayson mutters, but finds the cop’s intervention a welcome distraction. He slips behind an alley to put on his Nightwing jammies.

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No, not Hrk and Grgg! My favorite two characters died in Episode 1!

The mysterious assailant slashes two cop throats in a single move, which would make Ice-T proud. However, Nightwing blames himself for ducking out and allowing the cops to get hella killed. He decides to reason with the villain delicately: “You tell me what this is about, and I only break your little claws. And your jaw.” Quite diplomatic!

The villain tells Nightwing to stay out of it, which is funny because 40 seconds ago he told Grayson he was looking for him. Nevertheless, Nightwing follows the guy as he tries to climb away up a building. He makes a note that the assailant is super fast. Like, super duper fast. Like, faster than Nightwing. And that’s fast, boy. That’s some fast-ass nonsense. They meet up at the roof of a high-rise.

“You have no idea who you’re protecting.” says the villain.
“Then why don’t you tell me why somebody hired you to kill him?” says Nightwing.
“Dick Grayson is the fiercest killer in all of Gotham. And he doesn’t even know it.” says the villain.

And that’s puzzling.

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Yeah, sure, he can’t even kill at the Zanies open-mic night.

Even though I witnessed him kill two thugs when he stepped off the bus! But whatever.

Caught off guard, the villain rips a hole in a nearby water tower, and the force of the escaping water cracks a couple of Nightwing’s ribs and pushes him down, down, down, down, down the building.

The villain follows, brandishing his bloody claws.

“Did I mention how good it is to be me again?” says Nightwing, rethinking everything that led to this moment in his life.

Final Thoughts

I dunno, man. Not very engaging yet! The circus angle is a little meh, seems like an outdated plot device in the year 2011.

I’d rather see Grayson fail to bone the redhead.

Captain America (Vol. 3), Issue #7

Captain America (Vol. 3), Issue #7 – “Hoaxed”

* Part 7 of 7 of the To Serve and Protect storyline *
* Part 3 of 3 of the Power and Glory storyline *

Welcome to Loneliness & Cheeseburgers Presents: Captain America (Vol. 3), Issue #7 – “Hoaxed”! This marks the end of both the sub-storyline and the overall storyline, and I thought I was going to be happy to finally be at the end, but I started taking a liking to this series! I’ll have to return sooner rather than later.

In the previous installment, the Skrull imposter, disguised as Captain America, told the whole country on a live broadcast that aliens are real and have invaded. And he proves it! And now that he’s left destruction in his wake, his work is done. Now the real Captain America has to clean up the mess that has been proliferated by the dumbass population of his dumbass country. And I’m very curious to see how this blue spandex pinhead is going to pull this miracle off.

Fightin’ Skrulls while America Burns. You love to see it!


Captain America (Vol. 3), Issue #7 [July, 1998]
Written by: Mark Waid
“Hoaxed”

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“Three hours ago, the nation exploded.” LITERALLY?! No. Damn. Not literally.

In Los Angeles, a man with a baseball bat is beating upon a car with a Hindu family inside. In Denver, a black teacher shields his students from flying bricks and stones crashing through his classroom windows. In Alabama, a frightened mother is about to hit her punk-hairdo son with a frying pan.

The American people have turned against one another! And guess what, you don’t need a fucking alien invasion to do that anyway! Just tell them that vaccines help diseases, that’ll really stir the pot up nice and frothy.

We begin our story in Manhattan, the start of all the ruckus. An angry mob is chasing down a young, blonde woman in the streets. A guy hurls a brick at her. “Call ME a Skrull, huh? Maybe YOU’RE the Skrull! Die! Die! DIE!”

Someone stops the brick in mid-air with a trash can lid. “Don’t worry, miss. They won’t hurt you.” claims this unknown silhouetted figure, kicking some punk butts right in their punk butts! He smacks them around and punches and uppercuts and suplexes and piledrives! “They just need to be calmed down a little. It’s all right.”

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He’s takin’ a shit!

The woman is in hysterics, yelling about Captain America needing to be around to lead them all and save them from the Skrulls! “Where is he? For the love of God — Where is Captain America?”

And this shrewd Captain America son of a gun. He’s just Steve Rogers. He’s just a normal guy.

The news reports are going nuts. Our favorite Rear Admiral USA is absolutely nowhere to be found ever since he made that shocking announcement! It seems that some skepticism is surfacing among the population that Captain’s claims may have been CRAZY CUCKOO BANANAS?! But the riots have been picking up momentum, regardless. Hospitals are filling up. Blah blah. Just another day in the Land of the Free, I always say.

Meanwhile, the fake-Hydra-turned-fake-Captain-America thinks about 6,000 sentences worth of exposition dialogue that we ALREADY KNOW. WE ALREADY KNOW ALL THIS SHIT, MARK WAID. Let me Google a picture of you … … Gross! Nerd!

Groooaaann. Anyway, this Skrull Guy goes over how he infiltrated Hydra, exponentially increased Captain America’s reputation, and impersonated him in order to send out a nation-crippling message! All as revenge against humans. Ha! It’s great! Good stuff man!

Except…it’s not as sweet as it should be. Most of the fun, apparently, was supposed to be the look on Captain America’s big dumb face as he struggles and fails completely and horribly forever. But he’s nowhere to be found. And that sucks. It’s not fun unless I can see this one boring human suffer!

Steve Rogers walkie-talkies Tony Stark using some ultra-futuristic 3D Windows 98 high-polygon-count metal rectangle Tupac hologram widget. Rogers is simply stunned at how out-of-control and widespread the rioting is across the country. Stark assures him that they’re working on “what he asked for”, but the plan is going slowly. Even with the combined forces of Smarty Man Tony Stark and Smarty Man Reed Richards, the plan is going slowly! And they have a combined IQ of, like, 600! That’s how much of a bitch this is, Steve!

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I’d be ashamed too if I had dubbed myself the captain of this sinking ship called America.

Even though Stark insists that he could be better help as Iron Man, Rogers says he has the superhero side covered with Thor aka Mr. Thunderpants (who is currently in Los Angeles scaring the bejesus out of some rioters) and Scarlet Witch aka Ms. Scarletpants (who is at some undisclosed location shooting spells in the air and screaming “THERE ARE NO SKRULLS!!” at sad-looking hillbillies).

Hawkeye’s with the Scarlet Witch and they share an inane conversation. “Can-ya believe wha’ theys be doin’ in the good name of da Captain of Americans?” That’s about the level of dialogue we’re dealing with here. Even Hawkeye and Scarlet Witch, trusted friends, faithful fellow Avengers, are like “what’s the fucking Captain’s problem?” with this whole situation.

Stay the course! Trust the plan! MAGA!

Anyway, Tony Stark asks if he can at least try to build a device that will track the Skrull, and Rogers tells him “NO!”. Stark gets huffy and asks him, then, why he isn’t making an appearance as Captain America. “Gotta go! I’m going through a tunnel! Bszzsxzz! Skrrchcsh! Woopwooooop! Blub!” and Rogers hangs up on him.

There’s a dipshit wearing flak gear and shooting a couple of semi-automatics in the air. “Cap never steered me wrong! He needs my help — I’m here for him! Cap — I’m doing this for you!” he keeps yelling this kind of claptrap to no one in particular. Steve Rogers does a couple of backflips before knocking this dick to the ground.

Skrull Leader is playing with little Cap and Skrull puppets (seriously) while ruminating about his failure to make Captain America show up and cry in front of him. So now it’s time to be assertive! Another public appearance by Captain America is in order. Quite. Yes yes.

While Stone Cold Steve Rogers is cleaning up the streets, a speedy silver fox in black and white spandex zooms up to him! Why, it’s Quicksilver! (???) And he didn’t recognize Stevie at first out of uniform. Nice to meet you, Quicksilver. How many goddamn superheroes are there out there? Like, 15?? Man!

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Plus, I’ve been looking for an excuse to walk around in my spiffy new button-down with the extra-crispy collar fold!

The Quicksilver Messenger Service is here to tell Steve that the Avengers are doing a good job so far keeping the riots at bay…although, heh heh, a nice chipper message from CAPTAIN AMERICA would sure lift everyone’s spirits. Heh heh. Whattaya say, pal?

And then Steve goes full-Kirk Douglas on him. “WHAT EEEEES IT, MAN? YOU THINK I DON’T WANT TO? YOU THINK I LIKE JUST STANDING HERE IN THE STREET HOLDING MY DICK? DO YOU?!” He starts shaking Quicksilver like a baby in the hands of a tweeking heroin dad. “YOU THINK THIS IS FUN FOR ME? DO YOU? DO YOU?!” He’s just rattling him like a little can of spray paint. No, what Steve needs to do is expose the Skrull for the fraud that he is (isn’t?). And that means lying low and waiting for him to make another appearance… Quite. Yes yes.

And he doesn’t even have to wait that long! As he and Quicksilver speak, “Captain America” appears on a giant TV screen in the desolate ruin of Times Square waiting to make another live announcement. Eek! Steve yells into his Apple Watch for Stark to get “the pickup” ready, and Tony Stark freaks out because it’s NOT ready. It’s NOT FUCKING READY, STEVE. Why are they even friends? Steve’s just gonna come early anyway. Shaking my damn head.

Here’s Skrull-Cap’s new shocking announcement:

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Yawn! Old news. Being a Skrull is a prerequisite for Congress.

Now THIS? Who cares? Bill Clinton was a Skrull? That would’ve explained a lot, huh? Boooring.

“I urge all good Americans to arm and assemble in Washington immediately so I may lead them to victory against these imposters before-” and he doesn’t get to finish that sentence before a mysterious SSSKOW! sound effect signals an unexpected change back into a Skrull before everyone’s very eyes!

NONPLUSSED, this guy. And before he really even has a chance to say something, in soars CAPTAIN FUCKIN’ WHO CARES, who starts just punching the Skrull around the stage while telling the Skrull how much of a Skrull he is. Cap’n tells the Skrull he was hit with a ray that reverted him back to true form.

And within, like, fourteen nanoseconds, all the press watching are like “oh man, he was a Skrull this whole time? I guess we can tell everyone it was a hoax!” And Mr. Fantastic pops into the room to say “yeah, you should, good idea!”. And a guy says “Wait, what if this is all part of the Skrull Conspiracy?!” And Mr. Fantastic says “There is no conspiracy. Just do it.” And the press collectively goes “yeah, ok, good idea!”

And then, one by one, members of the Avengers and the Fantastic Four show up to go “yeah!” and take a whack at the Skrull.

And the Skrull is like “NO! NOOO! NOOOO!”

And then he’s defeated!

(??????)

Captain America (Vol. 3), Issue #7

Ha! You’re forgetting about the Covid PLANdemic there, Sparky! And chemtrails. And Rob Schneider.

Now, in a frustrating fit of anticlimactic blue balls, I slog through the rest of this big glowing toilet. Captain America takes the stage and tells all his dumb American fans that there was never a Skrull threat. The only enemy was PARANOIA! Even though he just exposed a threatening Skrull in front of many people. But we’re going to conveniently forget that very quickly! Or else!

I mean, Cap’n literally talks about how a Skrull was able to be a threat by exploiting overblown American patriotism. When a member of the press asks him if he, then, blames the American people, Cap’n stutters and says this: “No. Yes. Sir, I am the American people. What happened, happened thanks to all of us.”

So which is it, dumbfuck?

“Even I became seduced by Capmania. It’s hard not to believe your own press when there’s so much of it.”

And then he blames himself for the American people being so willing to take Captain America at his word without questioning crazy calls for violence. So then he hangs his head in shame.

Thor especially looks quite sad. Haha.

“This country doesn’t know what it is anymore. We’re all what our role will be in the dawning of a new millennium…so let me lay down my role once and for all.”

He says a lot of boring words. I make myself a sandwich. Cap’n ends that thought with “As of today, I am not a ‘super hero.’ Now and forevermore…I am a man of the people. Together, you and I will confront America’s problems. Together, we will figure out what we are…and what we can be. Together, we will define the American dream…and make it an American reality.”

Then the scene pans out to show Captain America standing in the torch of the Statue of Liberty with the Twin Towers in the background.

NOT SHOWN: 9/11. Trump presidency. Other stuff that makes some of these last few pages a little rough in general. Yeesh.

Final Thoughts

Yeah, I don’t know. I think I’m done on 1998 Captain America for a while! Besides, Issue #8 is part of a crossover storyline and I’m not prepared right now to dip into the late ’90s Iron Man or Quicksilver comics. So, sorry Cap, you’re getting shelved for now!

What lies ahead for me in the vast Marvel wasteland? I’m aquiver with anticipation.

The Final Roundup – 2021


Goodbye 2021
And here it is: a mammoth collection of one-sentence reviews (complete with a whole city’s worth of janky traffic lights as rankings) of every single other album I listened to in 2021 that wasn’t covered in any of my Roundups. Consider this the very last hurrah of 2021 before finally moving onto 2022. It’s been quite a ride. Thanks for reading.


1914 – Where Fear and Weapons Meet
This Ukrainian blackened death metal album, themed around World War I and the atrocities within, runs a little long, but at least tries to keep things unique and interesting to the ear with occasional sound samples from the WWI era.

6:33 – Feary Tales for Strange Lullabies: The Dome
French vaudevillian Mr. Bungle disciples bring an ever-changing mashup of hyperactive proggy styles while adding very little new to the table.

Abstract Void – Wishdream
What makes this sugary synthwave album stand out is its use of black metal shrieking vocals over the ’80s synths, but there’s still too much power chord cheesiness for me to subject myself to any genuine emotional reaction from it!

Ad Nauseam – Imperative Imperceptible Impulse
Truly one of the only extreme metal releases of the year on almost everybody’s radar, the band actually built their own instruments in order to craft this otherworldly sonic experience, so be a dear and listen to this when you get a chance.

Ænigmatum – Deconsecrate
Riff-heavy blackened death/thrash metal that’s entertaining enough in the moment, but you can get this kind of thing everywhere else.

Aephanemer - A Dream of Wilderness Aephanemer – A Dream of Wilderness
Children of Bodom-style melodeath that leans just far enough away from positive power chords to make me not feel too dirty listening to it.

Aesop Rock / Blockhead – Garbology
Aesop Rock’s complex old-fuck world-weary rhymes mesh well with Blockhead’s trippy beats and production, I just wish I heard this one sooner for my year-end list.

Alterage – Succumb
This speedy, unabating concrete block of black metal is ruined by the 21-minute drone of the final track.

Alustrium – A Monument to Silence
If you ask me, this is a pretty loud monument if it’s dedicated to silence.

Ancient Mastery – Chapter One: Across The Mountains of the Drämmarskol
A nerdy black metal symphony for Lord of the Rings dorks and Legend of Zelda fans.

Andy Shauf – Wilds
In the right mood, perhaps in the right environment, I can really connect with Shauf’s brand of Shins-style midtempo baroque pop, and Wilds is another triumph.

Andy Stott – Never the Right Time
BOOOOORRRIING, you’re boring Andy Stott, this is BORING, uggghhh!

Årabrot - Norwegian Gothic Årabrot – Norwegian Gothic
Unfortunately, the fresh approach of hooky gothic blues alt-country à la Nick Cave gets naggingly stale throughout this album’s ponderous duration.

Arca – KICK ii
Arca’s music is cool and all, but I can’t think of a better way to naturally dilute the impact of your album release than releasing three more in the span of three days like a Buckethead wannabe.

Arca – KicK iii
And, yeah, if the third installment is supposed to be the best of the KICK series, then I’m done for now and I’ll try to absorb all this music at another time.

Arcane Existence – Colossus
Gorgeous (and well-mixed) piano arrangements with female operatic vocals make this symphonic metal album a 2021 standout, kids.

Archspire – Bleed the Future
Excellent technical death metal featuring unmatched lightning-fast staccato riffs and vocals with razor-sharp precision; proving once again that Archspire are masters of their niche.

Arlo Parks – Collapsed in Sunbeams
Straightforward indie rock that can occasionally border on dull, but, once in a while, the interesting storytelling makes up for the slightly monotonous music.

Armand Hammer / The Alchemist – Haram
I’m sure this is good, and in fact one of the better hip-hop albums of the year, but I couldn’t for the life of me get this one to stick as much as I tried.

Arooj Aftab - Vulture Prince Arooj Aftab – Vulture Prince
Everything about this is gorgeous: the chamber arrangements, Aftab’s voice, the minimalistic jazz noodlings, the vibes, man, the vibes!

Ars Magna Umbrae – Throne Between Worlds
With such a wealth of great, powerful black metal released in 2021, bands will have to do more than just go through with the motions the way it feels like Ars Magna Umbrae did with the slumpiest sophomore slump that ever slumped.

Astrakhan – A Slow Ride Towards Death
The kind of epic progressive metal you’d get from the likes of Riverside or Pain of Salvation, but I didn’t hear any impressive moments that I’ve come to expect from Astrakhan’s forebearers.

At the Gates – The Nightmare of Being
Seasoned melodeath stalwarts keep pushing their sound to new boundaries; one can’t help but wish for the old At the Gates back.

aya – im hole
No one carried the tradition of unsettling old school industrial, Musique concrète, and abstract poetry in 2021 quite like aya.

Be’lakor – Coherence
Yet another Be’lakor studio album carries all the pristine and technically proficient playing of a melodic death metal album without anything that advances the stagnant genre even a micrometer further.

Bent Knee – Frosting
I’m usually very happy with Bent Knee’s music, but this album was a mess of uninspired songwriting and obnoxiously heavy use of autotune.

The Besnard Lakes - …Are the Last of the Great Thunderstorm Warnings The Besnard Lakes – …Are the Last of the Great Thunderstorm Warnings
The Besnard Lakes always makes these cinematic, sweeping sonic landscapes while avoiding post-rock tropes by incorporating sentimental, psychedelic rock insight, and if you wanted more after checking out the new Low record, this one might scratch that itch for you too.

Beyond Grace – Our Kingdom Undone
Decent, rumbling death metal that feels like a marriage between the old school chugging and the new school tech metal crispness, and is that a sample of Obama I hear at the end of “Dark Forest Doctrine”?

Billie Eilish – Happier Than Ever
I guess most of Eilish’s initial draw was her disturbed personality; somehow it seems stale this time around.

Billy Strings – Renewal
Yeah…I gave straight bluegrass a shot this year and it was a mistake, haha, don’t worry, it’ll never happen again.

Bizarrekult – Vi overlevde
Black metal as stark and bleak and snowy as that coniferous moose on the album cover!

Blvck Hippie – If You Feel Alone at Parties
A rather distinctive, relatable, and deceptively complex indie emo project brought to us from an introverted, nostalgic black guy, so what’s not to like?

The Body – I’ve Seen All I Need to See
And I’ve heard all I need to hear, because this kind of death industrial chaos puts hair on your chest (even if you’re a woman!).

Bossk - Migration Bossk – Migration
This post-metal effort leans a little too hard on the more dull side of the Neurosis catalog for me to find anything new to unearth after several listens, but I liked it at first.

BROCKHAMPTON – ROADRUNNER: NEW LIGHT, NEW MACHINE
Yet another thrilling and dynamic mix of songs from this multi-background hip hop collective proves that BROCKHAMPTON is the best boy band since Wu-Tang Clan!

The Bug – Fire
The Quietus’ AOTY for 2021 is an abrasive, claustrophobic, suffocating mess of accent-heavy British grime, and usually that sounds great to me, but I must not be feeling it at this point and time.

Caprae Idolum – Samhain Ceremonies
A decent display of ghostly, and surprisingly dynamic, depressive suicidal black metal that even has a trombone in the final track!

Cerebral Rot – Excretion of Mortality
Cerebral Rot brings stinky old-school death metal sensibilities into this over-bloated, often repetitive, often uninspired effort.

Churchburn – Genocidal Rite
The blackened doom aspect of this is interesting…I just don’t think any of this goes anywhere…at all, actually.

Circuit des Yeux – -io
This lady sounds like a deeper-voiced Siouxsie Sioux and she sings over a bunch of piano and cello so I don’t need to say anything more – green fuckin’ dot.

Clairo - Sling Clairo – Sling
I listened to this album eight times and I still don’t remember a single thing about it, so a red dot it gets!

Cloud Nothings – The Shadow I Remember
Hey, this album is pretty decent for something that not one single person in the entire universe cared about, including the band members’ loved ones.

Converge / Chelsea Wolfe – Bloodmoon: I
The first in what I hope to be a multi-part series, Bloodmoon: I sees the metalcore veterans team up with the seasoned gothic rock/folk/metal lady and bring about the best of both worlds.

Darkthrone – Eternal Hails……
Hahahaha…… …… …… …… …..yeah fucking right.

Dave – We’re All Alone in This Together
Dave offers another heaping helping of prettily orchestral, sad-boy, British hip hop that is as long as a therapy session and just as introspective.

Dawn Richard – Second Line
I often don’t get thrilled with this kind of r’n’b music, but there are a lot of cool twisty synths and electronics that make the surprising moments frequent and fun.

Death from Above 1979 – Is 4 Lovers
This band ruined its legacy by coming back, that’s for sure.

Decline of the Eye - Johannes Decline of the Eye – Johannes
Post-black metal, whatever that means, and it makes good background music, but it’s way too even throughout to fully grab my interest.

Devin Townsend – The Puzzle
Devin Townsend surprises us again with a meandering mess of experimental collages stuck together with duct tape that take the idea of “progressive metal” and buttfucks it with no advanced warning.

Devin Townsend – Snuggles
All right, Devin, that’s enough.

Diabolizer – Khalkedonian Death
The very definition of meat-and-potatoes death metal that isn’t obnoxiously overlong, not bereft of musical ideas, and they’re also from Turkey!

Dinosaur Jr. – Sweep It Into Space
When did Dinosaur Jr. becoming a straight southern rock band, bleh.

Diskord – Degenerations
It took Diskord nine years to make another studio album, but the often abstract, chaotic, bendy bass thumpin’ and murky songwriting of Degenerations was worth all the wait (especially for someone like me who never heard of the band before 2021 anyway, ha!).

dltzk – Frailty
I can’t quite put my finger on what I don’t like about this, it feels like hyperactive digital hardcore Flying Lotus-type vignettes all with the disposability of my one-year-old’s fourth dirty diaper of the day.

Dormant Ordeal – The Grand Scheme of Things
Polish death metal of the Decapitated / Behemoth ilk with a fraction of the creativity.