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You can also order a copy of my comic HERE.
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FOLKS IN VANCOUVER: I will be at VanCAF this weekend with my comic and a few competitively priced stickers. Come see me try to navigate my professional and online personas!
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This Sunday at RAIN CITY COMICON, the comic book I wrote will be debuting! Illustrations by the great SAVANNAH GOETZE! Contributions by former Simpsons showrunner BILL "Steamed Hams" OAKLEY! Folks, this is what I have brought into the world instead of a child.
FREQUENTLY ASKED QUESTIONS
Q: Where and when can I get one? A: Vancouver's Croatian Cultural Centre, at 3250 Commercial Drive on April 19th. Convention runs from 11:00 AM to 5:00 PM. Find me at Table F7.
Q: Cool! So what's your comic about? A: Well, I made it in response to mounting pedagogical frustrations, filtered through a certain dadaist form of irβ
Q: Just give me the elevator pitch. A: "The Magic School Bus meets Futurama."
Q: Ah! Got it. A: If goofs and spoofs of children's media mixed with autobiographical elements sounds good to you, I think you'll like it.
Q: So how much for a copy? A: $15. You can get a sticker of FAN-FAVOURITE character Esther for $1 as well. You will simply not find that kind of deal on an Esther sticker anywhere else.
Q: Is this an appropriate book to give to a child? A: If they're the kind of kid who thinks getting Season 1 of Cheers on DVD sounds like a terrific Christmas gift, then yeah. But otherwise I'd say this is more for people in the ages 15-45 demographic.
Q: Can I still get a copy if I can't make it to the convention? A: Hold my hand as we find out together.
Wrote a little something about how the dilapidation of reality has, if nothing else, made a failed dub of a Studio Ghibli film kind of comforting to watch. Someday Iβll write about a movie thatβs conventionally enjoyable, I swear.
And thatβs 12 years of Christmas photos! If you're looking to inflict a mild form of psychological torture for an entire year this holiday season, might I recommend my official 12 MONTHS OF XMAS CALENDAR? I'll be matching all purchases (until December 31st) with food bank donations to ease your pain of owning it! WOW!!!
I wonder if this ever happened in any notebook in history.

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Film Cred was nice enough to let me write about the weird, accidentally beautiful world of documentaries that are created by fans, for fans, on the subject of how great it is to be a fan. Hoping I can someday make a documentary on this subject, thus completing the ouroboros. Until that glorious day comes you can read all about it here.
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Over at Fanbyte I interviewed Keiichi Arawi, creator of Nichijou and CITY, about the influences behind his strange, sweet, loudly low-key work. Watch me grapple with one of his surprising yet completely understandable answers here.
Twenty Film Reviews and A Recipe for Cranberry Sauce So That This Post Holds More Value
Twenty Film Reviews:
Escape from the Planet of the Apes (1971) - This film, in which the two most likable characters in the franchise contemplate assisted suicide and get shot to death protecting a baby, is considered the "fun" and "heartwarming" entry in the series. This is not inaccurate.
Ghost in the Shell (1995) - If you saw Blade Runner and thought to yourself "This is good, but I could do without the barely perceivable warmth and tenderness," buddy have I got the movie for you.
Batman Returns (1992) - Sometimes if a movie's art design is good enough then a straight-up sloppy script β this one at least three drafts away from a well-constructed narrative β winds up knocking the whole endeavour into nightmare dream logic territory, or a high budget adaptation of how a weird kid plays with action figures. I do not encourage walking this tightrope, but I will absolutely doff my cap to any film that pulls it off. Yes, the middle section with the Penguin's run for mayor could be wholly excised without affecting the rest of the narrative, and there are at least one too many villains here. All of this renders Batman as an agency-less reactive character, which makes for a boring protagonist β if you can even call him one at all. Yet the film continues to take up welcome real estate in my brain, the sort of movie I don't even really like much but still appreciate for how perfectly it captures the type of dreams I'd have as a kid whenever I'd chug a litre of room temperature milk right before bed.
PokΓ©mon Detective Pikachu (2019) - This was touted as a major step forward for film adaptations of video games because, I guess, it achieved the level of βGenerically Functionalβ instead of βMemorably Terribleβ like so many before it. Frankly I preferred the latter, although if this is the steppingstone necessary for the genre to reach βOverambitious, Well-Intentioned Failureβ then Iβll accept it as the innocuous mediocrity it is.
While I was watching this I grappled with my assumptions over which PokΓ©mon would be furry or not furry, which was a fun mental exercise.
The Simpsons Movie (2007) - It just goes to show that with a six year production cycle and over one hundred script revisions The Simpsons can still craft something that's about as good as your average season 9 episode, which was famously the first season where they didn't try as hard.
Broadcast News (1987) - You would think that a nicely shot, pleasingly witty, middlebrow film about three adults caught in a love triangle where no one is the villain would be a dime dozen, but if you look at the metrics it turns out that this is actually the fifth and final one.
The Hudsucker Proxy (1994) - If you can, watch this when a power outage seems imminent. For the first thirty minutes itβs going to feel like youβve discovered an overlooked Coen brothers classic, and if you're lucky your power will go out before this thing collapses under the weight of its own impeccable imagination and bravura setpieces. Never before have so many elements I should love β A confident idiot protagonist! Zip-zap dialogue! A surreal, off-putting universe that everyone just kinda rolls with! β added up to less than the sum of their parts. Folks, I am sorry to report that this exhausted me.
Bill & Tedβs Bogus Journey (1991) - Absolutely criminal that this was not understood in the '90s to be the rare comedy sequel that surpasses the original, although I suppose the authorities were investigating more important crimes at the time.
The Sandlot (1993) - Because this is a '90s children's film there is an extended chase sequence of wacky, generic property damage. This is what they kept shoveling to you if you were a kid, and eventually you learned to accept that a long table of food would inevitably be toppled, a theatre screen playing a public domain horror movie would get ripped through precisely at the scariest moment, and anyone who devoted their life to public education was counting down the minutes until a dog bit them in the nuts. I always hated these scenes β Hollywood writers had such condescending contempt for my generation, assuming I was a child sociopath who delighted in people's lives and labour being disrupted, when in reality I was merely stupid.
Anyway if you know me and my colourful self-esteem issues then you definitely know that there's no better way to make me empathize with an ostensible protagonist than by having them pushed out of their own narrative in favour of a character whose journey turns out to matter more. It's a fun twist, and if pulled off well adds a lot of interesting wrinkles to whatever theme they've been building. That device happens here with the main kid and his hotshot best friend β except I think it's a screenwriting error? Like they straight-up didn't realise that the first billed kid's arc of finding acceptance in a new town is achieved by the end of Act 1, and then he just kind of hangs around the vicinity of his louder friends for the next hour. The climax of the movie is spearheaded by his best friend who grows from being a kid who is brave and cool into a kid who is braver and cooler. It's real weird.
At one point our ostensible hero lays in bed and narrates his best friend's dream from across town, in which Babe Ruth gives him a pep-talk and then steals from his bedroom. The obvious takeaway is that the main character has a heretofore unmentioned clairvoyant ability to surreptitiously witness and comment upon the dreams of others, which he uses exactly once. Maybe The Sandlot 2 expands on this idea more, I don't know, I never saw it.
Blade Runner (1982) - I love Blade Runner. I love its themes and how Harrison Ford doesn't do a single cool thing in it. I love how sleepy I feel when I watch it.
Only Yesterday (1991) - This is a lovely film about the quiet joys of rural life and how staying in conversation with the person you've ceased to be offers invaluable guidance, and my idiot brain will always resent it for how it (justifiably, efficiently) abandons its urban setting five minutes in. Some of the most beautiful '90s Tokyo cityscapes ever captured, give or take a SimCity (SNES) title screen.
Fail Safe (2000) - I remember in university a prof showed this as part of his Cold War history class, and for the entire lecture afterwards he kept casually referring to the nuclear physicist character played by Hank Azaria as "Moe the Bartender." Five stars just for that memory.
Die Hard: With a Vengeance (1995) - The one Die Hard sequel that it's acceptable to like (look, I don't make the rules, this is just how it is), marred only by the absolute cowardice of barely factoring John McClane's so-called "hangover" into the plot. Huge whiff to not have him constantly chugging waters, deploying his detective skills to piece together which family member he needs to apologise to, or slipping into a drive-thru during a car chase. Oh what I would give for this movie to swap out its helicopter gunfight finale in favour of Jeremy Irons downing a whole cargo palette of blue Gatorades in front of a tied-up Bruce Willis, completely inconsolable for the first time in the series. If y'all wanna take another crack at this with some re-shoots I'm available for punch-up, just shoot me a line at my Hotmail.
Bowfinger (1999) - This really feels like the last Steve Martin movie that's A STEVE MARTIN MOVIE, y'know? Still to this day have no idea what a Frank Oz movie is.
Strange Brew (1983) - Bob and Doug sketches were a bit of an anomaly on SCTV, birthed as mockery towards the CBCβs mandate that the series have two minutes of exclusively βCanadian content.β The results were deliberately sloppy, wholly-improvised meanderings that worked in part because they were a careful-what-you-wish-for middle finger to Canadaβs culture-policing, and there was a hard cut-off after two minutes. Moranis and Thomasβ other sketches tended to err on the headier side β weird conceptual stuff like a βSpecial Editionβ of The Merv Griffin Show thatβs a ten minute post-script where he leaves his talk show set to go to space, a riff on the Baconian theory of Shakespearean authorship via a sketch gloriously titled βThe Adventures of Shake and Bake," or Moranis basically inventing MTV before the network even started. Good shit all around, but, I mean, you can see why Bob and Doug popped with a mass audience and their other stuff didnβt. Sometimes you just want to see your Canadian TV friends say dumb stuff about snow tires, and I respect that right.
The problem is that when you put Bob and Doug into a feature film you lose the meta layer of Canadian tax dollars and broadcast law creating the monster of a stereotype they wanted to avoid, and when the energy flags thereβs no longer an easy out where we can jump over to Eugene Levy really working his eyebrows with a whole new character or whatever. After the superb opening five minutes exploring how doomed a higher-budget, direct translation of their SCTV sketches would play as a film, the movie tries to marry the charming stupidity of Bob and Doug with a smarty-pants thematic riff on Hamlet. Mashed together each style of Thomas and Moranis comedy winds up holding the other one back, leaving you lost in a too complicated plot without enough absurdist gags to sustain it. You keep waiting for it to [clears throat, leans uncomfortably close] βtake offβ but it never quite does.
That said this is still one of the five best Canadian films ever made, and itβs not even really close.
Animal Crossing: The Movie (2006) - Animal Crossing is the perfect video game for when you don't really want to be engaged with what you're playing, and it's dope that the film adaptation follows suit by being something you can watch when you don't really want to be entertained. There's a legit good movie to be adapted from this property using the template of the M*A*S*H or Childrens Hospital episodes that take place over an entire year, but I'm only going to speak on this more if you're nice to me.
Manhattan (1979) - Even before we as a culture got fed up with Woody Allen like so many Diane Keaton characters before us, I never thought this was half the movie Annie Hall is. βThe heart wants what it wantsβ is a line so lovely and eloquent that itβs easy to overlook its inherent selfishness, cynically dispatched to handwave any real exploration of what a 41-year-old bedding a high schooler would entail. The film relies on us taking Isaac and Tracyβs relationship seriously without giving proper weight to what it means for Tracy in particular, and for better or for worse my brain is not conditioned enough to pull off the mental gymnastics required to just roll with that.
EXCELLENT orgasm joke during the party scene.
Waiting for Guffman (1996) - What the elites donβt want you to talk about is that the back half of this movie doesn't work nearly as well as its front. The play we spend 45 minutes building up to neither pays off as a delightful Muppet Show-esque disaster, nor a Rushmore-style triumph of limited resources. Instead itβs just a so-so local theatre production in a very general way, and I canβt help but expect more from a movie that sets up almost every single character as a gloriously specific failure. Still, you gotta give credit to Christopher Guest for understanding his movie well enough to close it with a character monologuing about a Remains of the Day lunchbox, and have that be the most natural ending imaginable.
Joker (2019) - One of those movies that seems to be saying something but in reality just has a colour palette. Its existence is totally warranted, however, if it winds up launching a sub-franchise built around wedging Batman villains into the tropes and aesthetics of other films from the '70s and early '80s (e.g. an intensely pessimistic Albert Brooks-esque rom-com with a narcissistic Riddler as the lead, Harley and Ivy doing the Cheech & Chong thing, Bat-Mite in some animated Fritz the Cat nonsense that you can only see if your cousin lends you a third generation VHS tape of it, etc.).
The Muppet Christmas Carol (1992) - This is my favourite time travel movie.
A Recipe for Cranberry Sauce:
Ingredients
β’ 1 (12 ounce) bag of cranberries β’ 1 cup of water β’ 1/2 - 3/4 cup of sugar (I prefer less sugar so that theyβre slightly tart)
Directions β’ Rinse cranberries β’ Bring water and 1/2 - 3/4 cup of sugar to boil β’ Add cranberries and cover β’ Let simmer for about 5-10 minutes β’ Add more sugar to taste, if desired
Fan art* of me in my preferred sitting position when teaching from on top of a desk. It's comfortable to me! I don't know what to tell you!
*No one can stop me from calling it this.

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I think about these panels in γγ€γ°γ¨! a lot β this moment where Yotsuba's dad shoots down her plans to go to the beach until he takes a moment to look outside himself in every sense and relents. A lovely, quiet reminder to live while you can, buried in the fifth volume of an all ages manga.
Working on something important.
The December issue of Song! Magazine finally made its way to Japan, and I am pleased to report that there is a section devoted to my award-worthy album Snowy Flakes and Fruity Cakes. I havenβt had the chance to read it in full yet but I am very proud.
Hi-Res Images: Pages 1-2 Page 3 That Unforgettable Title Song:
Farewell, Sparks
I got word that my old teacher, Don Sparks, passed away today. I met Don when I was sixteen years old, after I had registered for his P.E.-adjacent class Aerobic Conditioning upon accepting that "throwing a ball well" was a skill I was never going to acquire. I didn't really know much about that class, nor did I know anything about the teacher. Back then I was, and remain, pretty shy about meeting people or trying something new without first investing hours of research into it. "Oh, definitely take that class," a friend reassured me. "Sparks is your kind of weird."
And, yes, sure, he was my kind of weird β I've still not met another person who took such delight in writing "WTF" and "BS" all over student essays, acronyms that he claimed stood for "Where's the facts?" and "Be specific!" But he also proved to be an incredibly patient and supportive man, someone who saw the value in not just education but in using his classes to foster a community by occasionally jettisoning a Friday lesson plan in favour of letting his students be unfiltered and raw and inquisitive.
About that Aerobic Conditioning class he created: It was the first time I ever experienced a teacher operating a subversive class right under the nose of administration β this insane course he had gotten away with running in which you'd play games of capture the flag with boundaries spanning the entire town, wade through waist-deep creeks that ran under major roadways, and net you 100% on your report card if you went into it with unregulated and overbearing enthusiasm. (Hello!!!) I had never experienced a class with such trust and freedom before. I haven't seen anything like it since.
The following year Sparks pulled some strings so that I was the lone grade 11 student who had a locker on the opposite end of the school, away from my peers, directly next to his classroom. This would probably come across as a deeply troubling punishment to anyone who wasn't the 17-year-old me, so let me assure you that this was the perfect vehicle for one of my favourite dynamics in life. Every day we'd check in on each other, collectively roll our eyes at the Bush administration, or try to recruit the other person in some low-stakes caper we'd cooked up. "Andrew, I just got word that some grade 12s haven't written their grad yearbook profiles yet β wanna help me submit some strange backstories for them?" Or "Sparks, I'm putting together this petition to get back a VHS tape I lent to a friend β think you can get your Socials class to sign it and call it a lesson in protest?" (He did.) Later that year when he got a student teacher, I introduced myself half-jokingly as "Sparks' best friend." I'm not going to say that that's anything close to what I was to him, but certainly he was the most positive male role model I had in my life at that time.
I graduated in 2008, after which I didn't see him much anymore, as is the natural order of things. I moved away from my hometown, got a teaching degree, landed a job in a different school district, and tried my best to synthesize who I had become with what he had taught me. Occasionally I'd run into him and we'd exchange supportive words, maybe update each other on our long-distance running regiments. I always hoped that sometime when things were less crazy in our lives that we'd be able to sit down and have dinner so that I could ask about the full scope of his teaching philosophy, how he was able to pull off what he did with Aerobic Conditioning, and maybe write a few grade 12 yearbook profiles for old time's sake.
It turns out there wasn't enough time for that. There's never enough time. The people who got you where you are will someday be nowhere you can reach them, and it's cruel how abruptly it happens. It has been a long time since he was a regular part of my life, and I have never stopped thinking about those days fondly. I am one of many people who will sorely miss him.
Rest in peace, Sparks.
Sometimes I think about the friendly 60+ year competition among book publishers to see who can release the most uniquely unappealing and misleading cover for The Chrysalids, and smile.

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STEELY DAN IS FINALLY CONSIDERED COOL NOW I OUT-HIPSTERED THE HIPSTERS AFTER NINETEEN LONG YEβ[slips backwards on sardonically-written Fagen/Becker liner notes, crushing a mountainous pile of water-damaged M*A*S*H VHS tapes]
BLUMZINE debuts this weekend atΒ Small Press Expo 2019!Β
Attendees of SPX will find physical copies (and stickers!) with BLUMZINE co-editor, Keith Mclean at table E2.
Are you on a trip in Maryland this weekend but FORGOT to make plans? Good news! Not only is BLUMZINE, the award-worthy Jeff Goldblum fanzine, PHYSICALLY IN THE SAME CITY AS YOU, but said zine features an article that I forgot I co-authored! It is about THE BIG CHILL, a film I have NO strong feelings about! WOW!!!