We don't have a blogroll here--not out of dismissal of those who have us on one, solely because we don't want anything to detract from the hours our dear, dear readers should spend staring at Bert as he eats that babies head. Eat Bert. Eat the baby. That being said, we'd be remiss if we didn't point the dear reader in the direction of some other quality places to spend the lunch break, the morning coffee, or the late night pause between video loads at your local churches website.
Link: Noah Berlatsky Edition:
Chicago readers of the Chicago Reader already know of the Noah, as do those of us who keep with his inspired rants courtesy of the print edition of The Comics Journal. For those of you who are yet to experience the glory! the glory! of Mr. Berlatsky, you can either start at his blog and work your back through the ether, or go directly to a classic: his notorious take on Art Spiegelman's In The Shadow Of No Towers. Now that you've caught the bug, the worst possible thing this editor should do is hook you up with The Gay Utopia. Worst, you ask? Because it is bad, you query? No dear reader. Because it's chock full of poetry, artwork, comics, personal essays, reviews, fiction, drama, slash, and more by Ursula K. Le Guin, Jennifer Baumgardner, Dame Darcy, Johnny Ryan, Ariel Schrag, Julia Serano, Michael Manning, Matt Thorn, Neil Whitacre, Edie Fake, and a host of other contributors. And if the editors of the Factual are linking you to a website that includes poetry, otherwise known as the mortal enemy of all things Factual Opinion-related, then you know that this website, we worry, may end up taking up all the free time you've been devoting to hearing us tell you of bad comic books while you wait for us to tell you the top five albums of 1983. If a random link to the masthead brings you fear, then begin your Gay Utopia focus here, with Mr. Berlatsky's look at some of the finest excursions into horror ever captured on film, including two of our personal favorites: John Carpenter's The Thing and David Cronenberg's Shivers. There you go, dear reader. The brainwaves are in sync. Go. Do Justice.
Link: Sean Witzke Edition:
Sometimes one hesitates to share their joy, remembering how special it was to be one among few at the club, preparing to leave after the opening band. That's the case with the Witzke, probably the only pop culture blog that one needs keep up with: besides it not being an irritatingly omnipresent blog run by faceless hordes who seem to like everything, like a Pitchfork or a Stereogum, Witzke, completely by himself, happens to cover all the things that should fill up ones time when not contemplating how easy it might be to figure out where Jeph Loeb lives. Simply put, he talks about The Wire, makes you a desktop image featuring Omar, posts all the youtube links you need to see featuring things that interest you (as opposed to ones about children biting other children), and fills the gaps in the music collection you like to pretend was birthed out of your own taste. On top of that, he's extraordinarily funny. Sean Witzke--we couldn't talk him up more without having to pay a sailor to blow him. Just don't share.
Link: Dirk Deppey Edition:
Ok, no bullshitting. At least 50 percent of you are here because of Dirk and His Journalista, so how much of a probing should we give The Dude? (The rest of you are Marty's friends wondering how often he posts.) Safely put, if you're one of that ever-dwindling group who's never gone to Journalista, and yet are still one of the Factual's Dear Readers, then make your way to his Monday-Friday odyssey through the world of the Comics News (don't worry, it's not about Robin's clothing choices) and make your necessary atonements. Then hurry back to hear about Tony Bedard and what crime he was convicted for in Maine last June.
-The Editors.
Damn, man. Thanks.
Oh and The Thing and Shivers? Awesome.
You know, it would be easy to find out where Loeb lives...
Posted by: Sean Witzke | 2008.02.19 at 19:37