I've been changing some things about the site over the last couple days. None of them will be particularly noticeable to you, gentle reader, as they all take place behind the scenes. They may, however, temporarily break some things.
If this happens, please do not be alarmed. Instead, contact me via one of the many fine means detailed on the About page and let me know what's broken and, if possible, what error message you're getting.
You might have noticed that I just added a favicon to the site. It is a tiny wolf head. You have no idea how hard it is to make a 16x16 pixel image look even vaguely like a tiny wolf head until you have attempted this Herculean feat.
It's always been a pain for me to create and edit ICO files because popular image editing programs like Photoshop don't recognize them by default. There are a few ICO converters out there, but it makes the whole matter a two-step process. However, a little googling revealed this ICO file format plugin for Photoshop, which adds that missing functionality to Photoshop itself. It is supernaturally useful.
A rare occasion where Dalton looks downright pleased with himself.
I'm running behind on Dalton, so here, have a cute sketch.
I just watched Mega Shark vs. Giant Octopus tonight, and I have to say, I was not drunk enough to be watching this movie. It is terrible, and usually not even in the good way. It's sort of an exercise in endurance to sit through the bizarre "love" story and the boneheaded conversations and the fake Irishman. Racist Fake Steven Seagal was one of the few highlights, in part because of his mode of dress and in part because his only character trait was that he was racist. He is the best character in the movie. This should tell you something about the characters in this movie.
You could also play a drinking game about how often a certain establishing shot is re-used.
Honestly, though, the quality was never in dispute here: I knew it would be terrible. I think I'm just bitter about the ending. I know they were working with a limited budget, but couldn't they at least make the shark and octopus explode or something? A mega shark and a giant octopus who are mortal enemies with "a hate strong enough to overcome their survival instincts" (paraphrased from the not-really-Irish professor in the movie) should have a more climactic end battle, at least.
But on the bright side, the scenes where the shark is biting things (like battleships and bridges and airplanes) are worth the rental price all on their own. Though I only paid 99 cents to rent it, so take that as you will.
The trailers on the beginning of the disc have enlightened me about the existence of such brilliant films as The Terminators and Transmorphers. Will I watch these definitely terrible movies? Only time will tell!
Sometimes I get the feeling I missed out on the best era for rock 'n' roll music. Also, the best era for being a rebellious artist kid.
Maybe I'll make this a regular feature: awesome musical performances from before I was born.
On Friday I had the rare privilege of seeing Cory McAbee's new film Stingray Sam in a theatrical format (with Mr. McAbee there in person) at the Boulder International Film Series. My overall impression: it's great.
Stingray Sam was partly created as an experiment in distribution, made "for screens of all sizes" and primarily available for download online. It's formatted like an old theatrical serial--a series of six ten-minute-long episodes. I can state definitively that it looks beautiful projected on the big screen.
Like McAbee's earlier film, The American Astronaut (also highly recommended), Stingray Sam is a "musical space western," which, if you're not familiar with the genre, is exactly what it sounds like. McAbee's band, The Billy Nayer Show, performs all the music in Stingray Sam. You will want to own the soundtrack.
The series is quite funny, but it has some sweet moments, particularly with respect to the little girl. McAbee's daughter makes her screen premiere in this film, and the real rapport she has with the cast (especially her dad) comes through the screen. Emotionally, it is an entirely different kind of film from The American Astronaut--perhaps in part because McAbee didn't have a daughter yet when making the first film in 2000. In the Q&A session after the film, he also told us that The American Astronaut was very personal, whereas the goal of Stingray Sam was focused more on making an entertaining story. Take that as you will.
On the same night I also got to see a new, virgin print of The American Astronaut, so the parallels and differences between the two films were clearly contrasted. I was pleased as punch to finally see The American Astronaut theatrically--my only previous experience with it had been the old now-out-of-print DVD, which was kind of sloppily formatted and not a great transfer. It was an entirely new experience to see it in glorious 35mm.
Want to watch these films? Stingray Sam is making an international theatrical tour, but they won't be hitting most major American cities. If you aren't one of the lucky few, you can still watch the first episode online free and download the rest in digital format for a reasonable price.
The American Astronaut is currently out of print on DVD, but a new DVD is in the works and will be available in early October. If you like Stingray Sam, you will almost certainly like The American Astronaut and its soundtrack, which is available on iTunes.
Don't worry, he's nowhere near as scary as he looks. Another character whom you will learn about as the story progresses.
Character for my comic. Do you want to know who he is? YOU WILL LEARN IN THE COMING WEEKS.
I've been so busy with other things lately that I haven't been updating my delightful and utterly exciting blog. I've finally kicked off on the Dalton comic, but I suspect there are still bugs to work out with regards to the site. Some of them will only magically appear when I post more than one comic. Exciting!
It will probably eventually get its own domain, but I'm waiting to see if I'm committed enough to it. Drawing a comic is hard, and drawing a comic regularly is even harder. Because I'm a horrible freak, I draw better on paper than digitally, so the comic is drawn and inked entirely by hand, with brushes and dip pens. Basically I guess this is an experiment in using the most archaic methods possible. Next thing you know, I'll be delivering the comic to your house via express telegram. (Due to the restrictions of the delivery medium, rather than receiving a comic, you will receive a truncated script with stirring descriptions of the images you would have seen had you been viewing the comic.)
I think the comic is looking all right, though. And perhaps it's a reasonable enough explanation for my absence. I'm not sure how frequently I'll update--I might try for bi-weekly, but I'm not making any commitments until I'm really sure what I'm doing. So there.