§ If you’re wondering what happened to the Pepper-kisses-Iron Man’s-helmet scene from the IRON MAN 2 trailer that was nowhere to be found in the movie, Gavok’s Iron Man 2: The Deleted Scenes has a lot of answers by comparing the novelization of the movie (based on an early version of the screenplay) to the finished version:
The most obvious removal is the scene of Pepper kissing Tony’s helmet and throwing it out the aircraft as he tells her, “You complete me!” as seen in all the ads. A variation of that is in the book. The situation makes it look like Tony is about to be dropped into a warzone. He’s vomiting into a toilet and argues with Pepper over what brand of aspirin she’s given him. The two banter back and forth and the tension is played up until he finally makes the jump out of the plane. The payoff, of course, is that this is for the Stark Expo and not some big battle.
More importantly, THIS change was made:
During my review of the book, I noted that they had the potential of a huge mistake when Rhodey runs off to become War Machine for the first time, but luckily they changed it. In the movie, Rhodey’s last straw is seeing Iron Man blow up the champagne bottles. In the book, he’s set off by seeing Iron Man blow up the watermelon. Maybe it’s just me, but I can’t help but think that the combination of that scene would have led to a big wave of racial awkwardness if left unchanged. You can’t tell me 4chan wouldn’t have been all over that one.
§ Speaking of which, Brandon at Are You A Serious Comic Book Reader? finds some racist imagery in Brendan McCarthy’s SPIDER-MAN: FEVER:
First, it’s just weird. How, in 2010, a clearly smart knowing guy like McCarthy could write such ridiculous coon-ish dialogue is baffling. Second, it’s confusing because the guy’s dressed like say, a De La Soul or Souls of Mischief fan from the early 90s, not a thug at all. Third, it’s a buffoonish black character dropped into the narrative for some incredibly cheap laughs. This kind of stuff happens in comics all the time, like casual sexism, and it’s just sort of jarring and weird and worst of all, innocent. McCarthy clearly doesn’t think this is a big deal, right? He finds it humorous or maybe somehow, accurate to real life? What the fuck.
§ Brian Hibbs is chatted at by Tom Spurgeon:
HIBBS: Is it possible? Sure, it’s possible. The thing that’s different with comics as opposed to the franchise businesses you’re talking about is that the product changes every single work. If you can go to the ice cream store that sells 31 flavors, you’re getting 31 flavors of ice cream. There are variations of how you’re getting it, but there’s only a few permutations of possible objects that you’re selling there. In a comic book store, if you’re focusing primarily on periodical comics, and that’s still a significant portion of everybody’s business, every single week you’re getting somewhere between 60 and 100 comics that aren’t interchangeable the way chocolate ice cream is with another ice cream.
§ Tom has a similar type convo with Ben Schwartz, editor of The Best American Comics Criticism:
SCHWARTZ: Doug Wolk edited Da Capo’s annual Best Music Writing series some years ago and I thought, why not do that with comics? I’m writing another book for Fanta and pitched it to them and they liked the idea. Gary was the most skeptical. Early on he asked me if I seriously thought I could fill a whole book with good writing on comics. He sent me his essay “The Death of Criticism.” Nice to know that’s on your publisher’s mind!
§ Did you know that Newsarama no longer posts comments after their news stories? I did not!
§ From Polykleitos to Topffer with Matthias Wivel.
§ Ken Parille offers 35 short ‘essays’ on comics at Blog Flume.
§ Ben Morse takes a crack at explaining the appeal of Iron Man.
§ Sorta news. A few images from the Conan set in Bulgaria have leaked out, and apparently ancient Cimmeria has been dressed to look like Camden, New Jersey.
§ A New Zealand newspaper takes umbrage at the way J. Scott Campbell drew Kiwi actress Anna Paquin for the cover of the new TRUE BLOOD comic. It seems that there isn’t much real news in New Zealand. Lucky New Zealand.
Thirteen-foot-tall mahogany doors with a knocker that could summon the dead. A ceiling fresco depicting the rape of Ganymede. Plaster walls chipped and mottled with age, massive columns supporting limestone lions, crystal chandeliers casting spidery shadows…. Medieval castle? Ancestral manor house? Try a two-story loft in the heart of New York’s ultratrendy Chelsea district. The doors alone are remarkable enough to stop the most jaded Manhattanite in his tracks: Who in the world lives here?
Knocker. Tee hee.