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he's Austrian
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Antonymous posted:he's Austrian
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Aug 13, 2023 20:02
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off-brand germans
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Aug 13, 2023 20:03
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Popy posted:off-brand germans
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Aug 13, 2023 20:12
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jimmys got some good covers https://youtu.be/QgP-1HpsyT8 i bet he's p good otherwise too idk
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Aug 13, 2023 20:25
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i say swears online posted:rip pennsylvania Pittsburgh and Phlly are in the right places. Both of their accents sound like somone trying to make fun of the other city's accent.
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Aug 13, 2023 20:26
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i thought austrians were catholics and germans were germans. pretty big distinction
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Aug 13, 2023 20:27
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there’s a lot of German Catholics. The 30 years war was not enough to settle the issue. there’s still even carnival in the niederrhein.
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Aug 13, 2023 20:33
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those are austrians living in germany
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Aug 13, 2023 20:35
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Austria was Germany for a good five hundred years or so, it's only not part now because Bismarck didn't want the competition
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Aug 13, 2023 20:37
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Antonymous posted:those are austrians living in germany
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Aug 13, 2023 20:49
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Austria is Germany’s Canada.
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Aug 13, 2023 21:34
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Thomas Bernhard is the best Austrian because he hates Austrians
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Aug 13, 2023 21:41
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started watching vinland saga. Is this how the anime infection starts
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indigi posted:oh also there's a scene in TMNT that I always appreciate which is when they make fun of the way New Yorkers talk, it's an accent and manner of speaking at least as comical as any southern or midwestern dialect but doesn't get nearly the play Hey, I'm walkin' 'ere! i say swears online posted:rip pennsylvania Ah yes, the British accent. Whatever that even is. Antonymous posted:saw Sorcerer. great opening cool set pieces but kinda meh ending Showed my folks this for the first time last week. I like the ending because of the theme of trying to evade fate and it rolling credits the way it does to the banging Tangerine Dream score. Really makes you think... that more people should have watched Friedkin stuff, not that space wizard film that made it bomb the same time.
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StashAugustine posted:started watching vinland saga. Is this how the anime infection starts I take it that it's good? I got infected with many others during the great Cowboy Bebop outbreak.
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Aug 13, 2023 23:17
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When the hell is AoT finishing? Feels like the final season has been in production for eternity.
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Aug 13, 2023 23:22
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Skaffen-Amtiskaw posted:When the hell is AoT finishing? Feels like the final season has been in production for eternity. I'm probably messing up some details but I think THE FINAL SEASON has been going for 4 years over 2 seasons and one feature-length film
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The opening shot of Netflix’s new film ‘Extraction’ opens on a smoggy, jaundiced city cut through by a congested, unappealing waterway.\\ The camera pans along the shorefront, the city awash in an orange glow, its buildings obscured by haze; next, drone shots of dense houses float by. Ultimately, the camera zooms in on a smoking bridge, where the film’s star Chris Hemsworth darts across, weapon in hand. Enveloped in yellow, he has a fleeting memory of a much brighter place. The viewer is not told what city this is, suggesting that it does not matter. By now enough has been observed to understand that Mr. Hemsworth is somewhere in a developing country and the particularity of the place is not essential to the story. Immediately upon release, commenters took to Twitter and other social media sites to lambast the film’s ‘yellow filter’ used in the depiction of Dhaka, Bangladesh. Elisabeth Sherman of Matador Network explains that yellow filter is “almost always used in movies that take place in India, Mexico, or Southeast Asia… [and is] supposed to depict warm, tropical, dry climates. But it makes the landscape in question look jaundiced and unhealthy, adding an almost dirty or grimy sheen to the scene.” Other examples of the use of yellow filter when representing Global South countries abound in Western popular culture. The new season of Netflix’s ‘Fauda’, an Israeli television series following an Israeli Defense Forces commander, was recently taken to task for its soured depiction of Palestine:  The American television series ‘Breaking Bad’ also made liberal use of a yellow filter for scenes set in Mexico:  Also, in 2012’s ‘Zero Dark Thirty’:  And in 2001’s ‘Black Hawk Down’ in Mogadishu, Somalia:  But why yellow and orange? What do these colors connote? In Western cultures, yellow and orange are frequently used to mark signs of increasing danger, in everything from traffic lights, to radiation hazard scales and Homeland Security terrorism advisory systems. There are also negative medical associations including yellow fever, jaundice and Agent Orange. The filter in effect communicates a marked, but unspoken ‘difference’ to the viewer, indicating a heightened sense of warning or imminent danger. 2017’s ‘Blade Runner 2049’ used a heavy yellow filter to represent a hostile, unnatural and unhealthy post-apocalyptic environment. The color-scape was in fact inspired by the 2009 dust storm in Sydney, Australia, which left the city awash in cataclysmic orange and yellow light for days.  These associations are in marked contrasts to those of cooler tones, like green and blue, which are commonly used to symbolize a healthy and thriving environment. But why use a yellow filter to represent other countries at all, and why is it so pervasive in Western popular culture? And what are its effects on viewers? Stuart Hall, the Jamaican-born British Marxist sociologist, cultural theorist and political activist, has written extensively on representations of ‘the Other’ in popular culture. Hall explains that culture is a site for the negotiation of meaning, “where this struggle for and against a culture of the powerful is engaged: it is also the stake to be won or lost in that struggle.” In other words, culture is a contest between the dominant or majority and the marginalized or minority groups. A key part of any culture is the images it produces, particularly in popular film and television. In his 1997 book ‘The Spectacle of the Other,’ Hall argues that images are replete with meanings, including the ‘preferred meaning’ of the creator, who may use editing and captions to further key the viewer in to their intended meaning. By decoding how these images and their preferred meanings depict particular groups of people, the ideology-laden perspectives of the creator and their dominant cultural views can be revealed. The sum of these images is the representation, or “the ways in which the media portrays particular groups, communities, experiences, ideas, or topics from a particular ideological or value perspective.” Media representation matters because it influences how people think of such groups or places. For example, interviews by PBS in 2019 with middle and high school students revealed that “for some young students, portrayals of minorities in the media not only affect how others see them, but it affects how they see themselves.” Certainly, a lack of positive and equitable representation can be internalized and used to implicitly limit inclusion and diversity of people in different industries, spheres and types of roles. Recently there have been commendable advancements in the development of minority-led film and television, from ‘Black Panther’ to ‘Crazy Rich Asians’ and ‘Never Have I Ever,’ but the use of yellow filter in other mainstream movies and series threatens to undermine the benefits of gains in positive representation. According to Hall, “representation is a complex business and, especially when dealing with ‘difference’,” as “it engages feelings, attitude and emotions and it mobilizes fears and anxieties in the viewer, at deeper levels than we can explain in a simple, common-sense way.” Indeed, the concept of ‘difference’ occupies a unique and contested space in linguistics and psychology, the interpretations of which are not mutually exclusive, as Hall previously argued. These theories help illuminate how the use of yellow filter can be a projection of prejudice, power or ideology. In the approach to linguistics associated with Swiss linguist Ferdinand de Saussure, ‘difference’ is seen as essential to creating meaning. For example, what it is to be an American is understood by what it is not — French, Japanese, or Bangladeshi. This understanding of ‘difference’ is similar to that used in Freudian analysis, where the self is defined by what it is not: male or female, white or black, American or Somali. The well-known psychiatrist and political philosopher Frantz Fanon used this theory of ‘difference’ in his explanation of racism, where the white person has historically refused to recognize the reciprocal point of ‘otherness’ from the Black person’s point of view. It is important to note that ‘difference’ itself is agnostic to which side it represents: it can be both positive and negative. Indeed, ‘difference’ has an impartial duality, allowing it to inhabit both sides. What is not ambivalent is power. According to French philosopher Michel Foucault discourse, that is, the ways of constituting knowledge and social practices, including via filmmaking or in popular culture, is a form of power. Dominant or majority groups have power because “Power produces; it produces reality, it produces domains of objects and rituals of truth,” just as filmmakers produce movies and television series. By using a yellow filter to mark depictions of Global South countries, Western television and filmmakers are expressing their power and privilege to impose a preferred interpretation of such places to their viewers. The representation of ‘difference’ and often specifically the Global South in popular culture is inherently linked to power, including power over representation and power to represent whom and whatever, in any way. It is a projection of power to paint Mexico and Bangladesh yellow, cast white actors to portray actors of color and hire actors of color only for stereotypical roles. Indeed, the producers of knowledge and culture, like mainstream filmmakers, have the power to shape popular beliefs of the people and places they depict. As Karl Marx wrote, “they cannot represent themselves; they must be represented.” When Western movies and television use a yellow filter to capriciously paint places outside its sphere, it is perpetuating a vision of developing countries as hostile, unhealthy and toxic. Such usage invigorates racist stereotypes and affirms implicit biases. It posits false dichotomies such as ‘us’ and ‘them’, ‘here’ and ‘out there,’ contributing to a mistaken sense of awareness of what life is actually like in countries outside of the US and the Global North. This deliberate act of misunderstanding, akin to misdirection, is particularly perilous as the world faces crises that require greater global understanding and cooperation, including a reckoning of how Black people are treated in the United States and elsewhere, the Covid-19 pandemic, climate change and the recent retreat of democratic principles and liberties in countries around the world. Images of the Global South oversaturated by yellow filter are a disservice to the viewers of popular film and television, and unfortunately reveals the chasm Western popular culture still needs to cross to create more equitable, accurate and inclusive representation.
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we need more blue filters
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The first time I remember the use of filters was for CSI and the two spinoffs in Miami and NYC. All 3 were produced by Jerry Bruckheimer whom I assume didn't invent it, but was still associated with a series of visual motifs that eventually became the norm in a lot of police procedurals. I remember CSI Las Vegas using the yellow filter during daytime scenes, usually when they're looking at a body in the Nevada desert somewhere. Most of it took place either at nighttime or near the strip, where they were more likely to use a green filter. And they switched to a blue filter when entering flashbacks or in the forensics lab. CSI NY was the "blue filter show" and CSI Miami was the "yellow filter show" with the color contrast cranked way up https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G7U1AWJG4hw It was only then that I retroactively noticed the use of filters in the Matrix
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ive seen yellow filters used in south cali
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doesn't the desaturation of third world countries start with the portrayal of the soviet union to make it seem poorer than it was?
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I always thought the orange filters like in CSI Miami were just a lazy way of saying “this place is really hot”
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this article is from 2020, what are you trying to pull. also stuart hall died in 2014 so it's weird that the author is pulling quotes like he's saying them.
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Augus posted:I always thought the orange filters like in CSI Miami were just a lazy way of saying “this place is really hot” It also helped visually distinguish the shows CSI Vegas had a yellowish filter, Miami had orange, and New York was blue
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Aug 14, 2023 00:05
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My wife just watched 80 For Brady on the plane and insists it was a good movie At one point I looked over and Guy Fieri was overseeing a wings-eating contest
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josh04 posted:this article is from 2020, what are you trying to pull. the article came up in another thread and i wanted to do filter chat because i enjoy filter chat
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loquacius posted:My wife just watched 80 For Brady on the plane and insists it was a good movie So are you getting the divorce now or waiting till later for tax purposes
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kindof surprised loquacius isnt trying to hype us up for it himself given that the movies premise is literally everybody loves tom brady
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A Buttery Pastry posted:their whole identity as "separate" from the other germans is literally just a cover made up to distance themselves from the nazis. instead of being the origin, they became its first victims. to acknowledge them as separate from the other germans is to accept post-ww2 fascist apologia. ArmZ posted:Thomas Bernhard is the best Austrian because he hates Austrians that's right. see also Michael Haneke
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Popy posted:we need more blue filters But then everyone will get very sad Or they will think its night
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In 1986, the comic book—after a lengthy adolescence—finally grew up. Consider the year’s stacked line-up: Frank Miller’s seminal four-issue Batman: The Dark Knight Returns; Alan Moore’s and Dave Gibbons’s Watchmen; the first collected volume of Art Spiegelman’s Maus; American Splendor: The Life and Times of Harvey Pekar; and Daniel Clowes’s first comic, Lloyd Llewellen, all launched that year. These are some of the most important artists and titles in the history of the form. Like 1975 in film and 1922 in books, 1986 in comics fissured the timeline into Before and After. These seminal works were praised for doing things, going places, and addressing topics that conventional comics wouldn’t, which is another way of saying they were more adult, serious, and thematically complex. The cover story of the August 1986 issue of The Atlantic was titled, “Comic Books for Grown-Ups.” In Jeremy Dauber’s fascinating book American Comics: A History, he notes two crucial—and seemingly related—points about the comics industry in the late ‘70s: at the time, “Scholars pegged the reading level of twenty popular comic book titles as ranging from 1.8 to 6.4. Comics, in other words, were for kids, and increasingly few of them. By 1979, monthly comic book circulation was its lowest since the early ‘40s.” This state of things—comics being immature, unpopular, and creatively stagnant—makes the maturation of the form represented by Miller, Spiegelman, Moore, and others look almost heroic. The adults are here, so let’s get serious. But what if that narrative was as simplistic and reductive as the pre-’80s comics were accused of being? What if that supposedly stagnated adolescence contained all manner of innovation, experimentation, and maturation that have simply been overlooked? What if the actual groundwork for 1986’s radical departures in the form was laid not just by auteur geniuses, but also by the journeyman practitioners of mainstream titles, whose forced capitalistic productivity led to many formal innovations that often go unacknowledged, languishing as they are in the childish, artless pages of unserious comics? Eliot Borenstein’s new book Marvel Comics in the 1970s: The World Inside Your Head convincingly argues that writers and artists like Steve Gerber and Don McGregor, who worked on characters like Howard the Duck and Black Panther, made smaller, more incremental contributions to comics, ones that are harder to notice but are ultimately just as vital. This decade in Marvel’s history is often remembered as an awkward transitional period—which it was—but the growing pains felt during this time are just like the ones we experience in our youths: aching pangs that promise future advancement. “Marvel in the 1970s,” Borenstein explains, “saw a transformation that initially looked seamless on the surface, but proved almost as dramatic as Bruce Banner turning into the Hulk.” The means by which this transformation occurred “were as much about the expansion of possibilities within an industry as they were about the potential of the form itself.” What these creators were up to was societal as much as it was artistic, as their work was “extending the boundaries of the permissible within the comics mainstream.” The ‘60s proved to be a tumultuous decade of social upheaval and shifting demographics, but taboos were still strong enough that most major changes are only referred to underhandedly in pop culture. Songs like “Puff the Magic Dragon” and “Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds” couldn’t directly address their real subjects—weed and LSD, respectively—but had to sing around them. Comic books, as we’ll see, employed similar tactics. The biggest shifts, though, occurred in the way Marvel approached the inner lives of these larger-than-life characters and their outer alienation from others. Marvel’s heroes were no longer flat, info-dumping archetypes—or, they were still those things, but with an additional layer of idiosyncrasy. For instance, Shang-Chi, initially a crass, clumsy, and racist Bruce Lee rip-off, is given the rare honor of narrating his story himself, in lieu of Stan Lee’s practice of an omniscient narrator. When writer Doug Moench took over the character (and continued on for a decade), he utilized the first-person perspective to grant readers access to Shang-Chi’s thoughts on the action as it happens, making him, to us, a voice-driven character; but as Borenstein points out, “were it not for his inner monologue, Shang-Chi would run the risk of adding yet another racist stereotype to a book that was loaded with them. He would have been inscrutable.” A character who interacts with others with scant intimacy is, paradoxically, one of the most verbally communicative protagonists to readers. Such an intriguing and fruitful duality is, unfortunately, explored in a comic with a deeply problematic history, and thus it’s been understandably overlooked. On the alienation side of things, we have Steve Gerber’s Howard the Duck (which he co-created with Val Mayerik), who, because of the stain of George Lucas’s disastrous adaptation from (guess when?) 1986, has become an underrated figure in comics history. Howard the Duck, Borenstein reminds us, was briefly “a mass-culture phenomenon” whose tagline—“Trapped in a world he never made!”—captured the burgeoning resentments of the post-Nixon era (Howard even ran for president in 1976, with the slogan, “Get Down, America”). Not only does Howard’s curmudgeonly attitude toward the absurdity of the Marvel Universe pave the way for Harvey Pekar’s similarly crotchety view of our own universe, but Steve Gerber’s sometimes radical meta-experiments—like an all-text issue, which featured descriptions of drawings instead of actual artwork, including a section called “Obligatory Comic Book Fight Scene”—set the scene for the serious self-consciousness of Watchmen. With these new approaches to character and culture, Marvel artists set the stage for the radicality of later creators like Moore and Miller. Borenstein, by highlighting these often unheralded contributions, does a real service not just to comics history, but to cultural history in general, as he shows that many of the vital steps in an art form’s growth are built incrementally by lesser-known contributors. In order to show the full breadth of these achievements, let’s take a brief foray into the world of Marvel just before the era covered in Borenstein’s book to see how dramatically things changed. Marvel Comics in the 1960s can be a tough hang. The humor is distractingly dead: in an issue of Fantastic Four from 1966, the team jumps into a flying ship (a "jazzy flyin' fastback," as the Thing refers to it) as the narrator notes, "When you or I go for a spin, pussycat, we hop into the ol' hot rod and take off! But, you wouldn't expect the FF to be as conventional as that, would you?" They're so distinctly bad that even Marvel would go on to parody themselves in the later years, as is the case with a Thor run by Tom DeFalco and Ron Frenz (co-illustrated with Gary Hartle) from the 1980s called "The Black Galaxy Saga." This run of comics so accurately lampoons that style that I thought it was actually from the 1960s—it's that adept at capturing all the silliness of the era. Comprising issues #417-425, the Black Galaxy arc comes from a brief period in which Thor had merged with an architect named Eric Masterson, who could then transform into Thor by using a magic cane. (Don’t even bother asking me how they merged, because it’s classic comic-book convolution, meaning elaborate, arbitrary, and pretty loving dumb.) This Masterson fellow lives in New York City with Hercules (again: don’t ask), who—for real—lives under the alias Harry Cleese. As silly as this stuff sounds, it's all perfectly in keeping with Marvel of the '60s. Those kinds of eye-roll-inducing puns and silly plot mechanics are part and parcel of the superhero experience, to a certain degree. Masterson, for example, is a play on Thor’s first alter-ego: originally, Thor’s father Odin sent him to Earth as a young doctor named Donald Blake (although it’s later revealed that Blake was never a real person, but rather Thor with his memory wiped). What Marvel's 60s output such an arduous read is its relationship to its readership. Comic writers still operated under the premise that these stories were primarily aimed at children, who they apparently thought were idiots. The narration is thuddingly repetitive and artlessly expository, and every sentence that isn’t a question (but even some of those) ends in an exclamation point. DeFalco and Frenz nail all this stuff with hilarious exactitude. Here’s an exchange between Masterson and his assistant at his “architecture business” (his words) after she stopped by his apartment one evening to “finish processing our current estimates”: Susan: Your friend Harry Cleese seems a bit down! Masterson: Yeah, well, he’s been having his problems lately! Susan: Speaking of problems, don’t forget that your lawyer arranged for the people from child welfare to visit today! Merging with Thor has caused Masterson all kinds of problems, including a bitter custody battle over his son Kevin. Then, a couple of panels down on the same page, is this inner monologue from Masterson (represented, of course, in a series of thought balloons): I just can’t imagine losing him! The people from child welfare are coming to see the kind of life I’m providing for him! What if they disapprove? What if they think he’d be better off with my ex-wife?! How could I ever accept being without him?! Got to get my mind off Kevin, and concentrate on the job at hand! The court will surely rule against me if my architecture business begins to slide! You get the picture. This is how so much of it is like. It’s like everyone’s having a conversation underneath some roaring helicopter rotors. What little pathos may have come from an already clunky line like “How could I ever accept being without him?” is utterly undercut by that ghastly interrobang. Why were these things ever style conventions? But the primary point is that this patronizing narrative style clogs the flow of the story, and doesn’t just do it occasionally. It’s all like this. Just flip through any Marvel omnibus featuring issues from the ‘60s and you’ll see a shocking amount of text for a medium with such a prominent visual component. This gaudy proliferation of hand-holding text stems from what’s referred to as the “Marvel method,” a process originally motivated by narrative economy. In Marvel Comics: The Untold Story, Sean Howe describes Stan Lee’s philosophy behind their practice of distributing outlines of basic plots (concocted by Lee and Jack Kirby). Artists then had to draw these plots out in full so that Lee could insert dialogue and narration, which was how they produced all their titles at the time. According to Howe, Lee was emphatic that “every word… should move the story forward.” But the result, as Borenstein puts it in Marvel Comics in the 1970s, is “a process that looks ill-equipped to produce psychological nuance.” Subtlety was limited by the factory-like nature of the method, meaning that distinguishing individuality was inevitably excised. Instead, what we’re left with in terms of depth is Eric Masterson’s lament, as he falls from a building, and a fitting epitaph for early Marvel: “I… don’t know if this crazy plan is gonna work—but I don’t have a surplus of options!” Borenstein examines the work of five Marvel Comics writers, but I’m going to focus on the example of Steve Englehart, as one of his most innovative contributions is the perfect counterexample to the simplicity that DeFalco and Frenz parodied in The Black Galaxy Saga. Englehart accomplished a lot during his tenure at Marvel. According to Borenstein, he “turned Captain America from a failing title with limited appeal to a bestselling and timely comic,” and he helped craft some indelible runs of The Avengers and The Defenders. He was also a pot-smoking, astrology-loving conscientious objector who, along with artists Jim Starlin, Frank Brunner, Al Milgrom, and Alan Weiss, would take LSD and tool around Manhattan in its Taxi Driver era, pulling stunts like “traips[ing] by a security guard and wander[ing] through the World Trade Center while it was being built.” The gang saw Disney’s Alice in Wonderland at Lincoln Center, which inspired Englehart and Brunner’s psychedelic Doctor Strange run. They were, essentially, incorporating the countercultural movement into their work. But when it comes to Englehart’s extension of comic possibilities, I want to focus on his two-year stint on Captain Marvel. The first Captain Marvel was published by Fawcett Comics in the ‘40s. Captain Marvel was actually a young boy named Billy Baston who could shout the word “Shazam” (which is, believe it or not, an acronym for the mythological mishmash of “elders” who grant Billy his powers: Solomon, Hercules, Atlas, Zeus, Achilles, and Mercury) and transform into an adult Superman-like superhero named Captain Marvel. DC sued Fawcett for copyright infringement, claiming Captain Marvel was stolen from Superman (which it kind of was). Fawcett then stopped publishing the title in 1953, leaving room for Marvel to swoop in, publish their own Captain Marvel in 1967, and because the moniker contained the company’s name, easily secure the trademark as soon as Fawcett’s lapsed. In the ‘70s, DC ended up licensing the character from the company they’d sued, but because they could no longer use Captain Marvel, they published the new version as Shazam! The point is that Marvel only launched their own Captain Marvel because they coveted the trademark. The reason I mention its litigious origins is to illustrate how far the comic book form had progressed within Marvel itself—how a money-grab could evolve into something much more interesting and artful. Marvel’s Captain Marvel was named Mar-Vell (I know; don’t get me started) and came from an alien race called the Kree. After passing through a number of hands and canceled titles, Roy Thomas and Gil Kane (the creators of Adam Warlock, played by Will Poulter in the Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3) “modernized his costume” and brought in Rick Jones—a non-superpowered guy whose life was saved by Bruce Banner—as Mar-Vell’s sidekick. At some point, Mar-Vell and Rick Jones become “molecularly bonded” while Captain Marvel was stuck in the Negative Zone. Because of this, Mar-Vell can clap his armbands together and switch places with Jones, wherever he happens to be, for three hours. Thomas, Borenstein notes, by employing a body-switching device, was consciously paralleling this new version with Fawcett’s original (instead of shouting “Shazam!,” Rick had to clap together his “Nega-Bands” to become, in a sense, Mar-Vell), but there’s a significant difference: “Billy Baston and the ‘World’s Mightiest Mortal” are simply different manifestations of the same consciousness, while Rick Jones and Mar-Vell each have well-established separate identities before they are forced together.” The latter situation, though, is exactly like Thor’s “merging” with Eric Masterson. Masterston, like Jones, was a regular person introduced earlier, but the result is much more Shazam-like. When Engelhart took over the Captain Marvel series, he used the notion of bonded identities in much more provocative ways. For instance, Jones and Mar-Vell are also linked in their minds, so even though they have to switch places every three hours, they’re always able to communicate with one another. Jones is a “budding rock star” whose bandmate gives him a pill of “vitamin C”; meanwhile, while bored in the Negative Zone waiting to switch back, Jones takes what is clearly meant to be a hit of acid. The problem is, the pill also affects Mar-Vell, who’s on his way to the moon, and “soon he is completely incapacitated by the disorienting visual imagery and debilitating physical sensations coming at him.” Imagine tripping balls without knowing it while in outer loving space. Mar-Vell comes out of the experience with a new understanding of his shared consciousness with Jones—which, yes, is the typical post-trip sense of oneness with the universe: “We’re more than the same person! We’re the sum of our parts—and then some!” Consider how radical this was. At the time, the Comics Code Authority—a very real (despite sounding like a villainous organization from a comic) panic-driven association formed in the '50s by parents worried about depictions of violence and sex—still dictated appropriateness in the industry, though it no longer wielded as much power as it did in the first two decades of its existence. It’s still surprising that Englehart got away with a story that basically promotes the cosmic benefits of LSD. Furthermore, the exploration of selfhood via twinned consciousnesses and the power of psychedelics is a far cry from the days of Eric Masterson worrying about making it home before the welfare people arrive to investigate how he’s providing for Kevin. It seems a minor development, especially to 21st-century minds, so accustomed as we are to deep meditations on any subject coming from any source—but these kinds of innovations, the ones made by artists and craftspeople working within larger hierarchies and corporate mandates, are just as significant and worthy of scholarship as the brilliant strokes of singular geniuses. The expansion of comics from the funny pages to scholarly journals doesn’t happen without them, just as the deepening of any art form requires, yes, brash iconoclasts, but also—and mostly—working artists whose contributions are small but mighty. Borenstein traces the influence of Gerber, Englehart, and company on Chris Claremont, who wrote The Uncanny X-Men from 1975 until 1992, essentially bridging the gap between the ‘70s developments into the comic book’s rebirth in the ‘80s and ‘90s. Claremont gave his characters a similar kind of interiority—easy to grasp, but still deeper than mere archetypes—as his colleagues, playing with the contrast between their inner and outer lives. If Lee and Kirby’s creation of the X-Men stemmed, in part, from the civil rights movement, it was Claremont who deepened the themes from what were initially some very simplistic metaphors. His “Dark Phoenix Saga” run remains one of the most beloved in Marvel’s history. Moreover, Claremont made the X-Men a megahit (the first issue of a revamped X-Men in 1991 is still the best-selling single issue of a comic ever, topping eight million copies), which meant his style was greatly influential. Mostly, though, the legacy of the ‘70s writers was carried on “outside of Marvel,” with Gerber, Englehart, Starlin, and Moench all leaving the company by the early ‘80s. Independent comics were on the rise, and icons like Will Eisner and Harvey Kurtzman were defining a new spin-off of comics: the graphic novel. In the early ‘90s, DC launched Vertigo, an imprint created to publish more adult-themed titles, and in 1992, Art Spiegelman won a special citation Pulitzer Prize. The sophistication of comics was complete. Meanwhile, Marvel in the ‘80s focused much of its attention on the spectacle of the major crossover event, beginning with Secret Wars, which involved every character in the Marvel Universe and was motivated by a Mattel toy line and role-playing game. Although much less artful and more brand-oriented than some of the work discussed here, Secret Wars was a huge success and nevertheless established the crossover as one of the greatest comic book conventions. The incredible ascendancy of the MCU owes much to Secret Wars (Marvel Studios is, indeed, organizing all of their Phase 4 and 5 films around an eventual Avengers: Secret Wars movie, but the one they’re doing is Jonathan Hickman’s run from 2015, which obviously pays tribute to the original ‘80s version, but also makes for a much, much better book). The influence of the Marvel writers in the ‘70s is much harder to trace than, say, a much-hyped affair like Secret Wars or a singular achievement like Maus—which is a testament to Borenstein’s intelligence—but what they added to the history of comics is important, and now, with Marvel Comics in the 1970s, we can begin to correct the ledger. In the early ‘70s, two paleontologists proposed a theory that sounds like it could have come from the pages of a Marvel comic: punctuated equilibrium. Stephen Jay Gould and Niles Eldredge posited that rather than the constant change and instability suggested by Darwin’s evolutionary theory of natural selection, certain shifts occur much more suddenly, while other times no major developments arise for centuries. Gould, in his gargantuan, nearly 1,500-page book The Structure of Evolutionary Theory, presents as foundational to his thesis “the central fact of the fossil record… geologically abrupt origin and subsequent extended stasis for most species.” This sounds like the kind of explanation you can imagine Professor X providing for the X-Men’s mutations (though of course the real explanation is pure narrative economy: it saved time that their powers required no backstories). I have no idea how valid Gould and Eldredge’s theory is, but I do know that this is how we tend to construct our narratives of cultural history. We want to assign large portions of credit to singular talents who sporadically dot the timeline, while the contributions of the rest are flattened. Obviously, this isn’t a remotely valid approach to art history, but it’s a temptation we find difficult to resist. “Every song is a Beatles song,” we say, and it’s neat and it’s catchy and it’s easy to understand. But the truth is merely this: every Beatles song is a song. It’s a statement so obvious, so tautological, that it’s pointless to even make. Those kinds of truths don’t drive sales and they don’t work as taglines on posters, but reality’s banality is no justification to replace it with a fascinating fake. The iconoclastic genius view of history reduces the story of human life to a survey course designed by sycophants. There are so many of us; there have been so many of us. Our history is not a clean timeline with occasional disruptions, but rather something much more like the Marvel Universe. Not in its supernatural storytelling, but in the philosophy of its interconnected construction: a piecemeal, slowly accumulating mass, the individual additions nearly indistinguishable. Or maybe they only become noticeable when you realize that the mass has moved, somehow, even though you didn’t discern any movement, the way looming clouds imperceptibly overwhelm a once-clear sky.
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Popy posted:gently caress krycek lil worm
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Popy posted:who the fuc is jimmy buffett Isn't he the billionaire that pays less taxes than his own secretary
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Some Guy TT posted:When Western movies and television use a yellow filter to capriciously paint places outside its sphere, it is perpetuating a vision of developing countries as hostile, unhealthy and toxic. Such usage invigorates racist stereotypes and affirms implicit biases. It posits false dichotomies such as ‘us’ and ‘them’, ‘here’ and ‘out there,’ contributing to a mistaken sense of awareness of what life is actually like in countries outside of the US and the Global North. This deliberate act of misunderstanding, akin to misdirection, is particularly perilous as the world faces crises that require greater global understanding and cooperation, including a reckoning of how Black people are treated in the United States and elsewhere, the Covid-19 pandemic, climate change and the recent retreat of democratic principles and liberties in countries around the world. Great post. I've wondered if the yellow/orange hue stems from american military movies set in mideastern deserts (or more specifically very hot locations) over the past 30 years and then lazy/ignorant filmmakers equating "yellow/orange hue" to "bad foreigners" without fully grasping that the yellow/orange hue stemmed from being in a hot desert. Like the racism and nationalism just kinda accidentally latched on. I remember a lot of Breaking Bad having a miserable "hot" hue to it, Mexico or not. Thinking back to the old war movies set in Vietnam they are lush and green. Of course it'd be idiotic for them to have an orange hue, but that's why I wonder if the orange hue comes specifically from portraying desert wars in movies and then just became film language for lazy directors. Like if america had spent the past 30 years trashing Antarctica, would Bangladesh have a blue-ish hue to it instead. Probably not, but it's funny to think about.
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loquacius posted:My wife just watched 80 For Brady on the plane and insists it was a good movie https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5ZY7Zeu1F7A
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While I agree with the arguments presented, worth pointing out the orange/blue poo poo was all the rage in the 2000's with Michael Bay being the biggest offender (Transformers, The Island)
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There was also that time Fox News used a yellow filter on a guy's teeth and darkened his skin
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