Something wicked this way comes

So I was fucking around the internet last night (actually, this morning), trying to come down from that high that was Legion Episode 5, when I stumbled upon the info that — shit! — there will be a Fargo Season 3 this year. I don’t know how long this piece of juicy info has been going around cyberspace, but it made me giddy with excitement. So much so that sleep didn’t come for another hour or so (and why I’m paying for it now at work with a dizzy head and a craving for strong coffee).


Ewan McGregor: Ready for some black comedy

I guess it goes without saying that I’m a big fan of the first two seasons.

Anyway, true to tradition of using big stars, Fargo S03 will be top-billed by Ewan McGregor, last seen playing a candelabra in the latest Beauty and the Beast movie, and Mary Elizabeth Winstead, last seen chasing alien bugs in BrainDead. I’ve seen the teasers and the full trailer, and they all look winners to me.

Universe, please make it April 19 already.


My two cents: Iron Fist


Online reviews on how bad Iron Fist is are dime-a-dozen. So much so that those who do not share the opinion may feel like a freak. I know I felt like one when I told friends that, in spite of its flaws, this series is still watchable, and I was met with raised eyebrows. But “watchable” is the best I could come up with to describe this new Netflix show, and that’s not exactly high praise. Major beef: the fight scenes.


Iron Fist fight scenes: uninspired

For a series that has a main character described as a “living weapon,” the fight scenes in Iron Fist are notably short, uninspired, and terribly lacking in intensity. They don’t look under-rehearsed, they look like rehearsals, actually. However, thanks to Bakuto, Davos and Colleen Wing, who is as beautiful as she is deadly, we still get to see some serious ass-kicking here. But those are in the later episodes, and if I were to consider the negative reviews, only a handful of viewers are tuned in by that time. Many seem to opt out midway into the series.


Colleen Wing: serious ass-kicker

Indeed, in order to fully enjoy Iron Fist, you have to plod through a number of slow episodes that could test your patience. At first, you’ll feel like you’re watching a Wall Street drama instead of an action superhero series (only with a kung fu freak there upsetting everybody). But wait ’til you get to Episode 8 and your patience will be rewarded. The meat of the series is actually on the last five episodes. It is when the pace picks up speed, the fight scenes become better, and Danny Rand/Iron Fist starts showing some fangs. And there’s also an interesting cliffhanger that hints of a promising Season 2. All in all, Iron Fist is not as bad as many reviews may lead you to believe. Me, I’ve no regrets giving it a whirl.

Like the rest, I am now ready for The Defenders.

The Walking Dead for breakfast


Got up at 5:30 a.m. today to allow me some zombie fun before heading to work. Glad that the latest episode is good, as it sets the stage for next week’s hopefully epic season finale. Fingers crossed it’ll be a blast, after what seems to me a pretty mediocre Season 7 run. Sure, Negan is bad-ass, and two important characters got offed in the first episode, and that got the internet buzzing and weeping for weeks, but that was that. The rest of the episodes were decidedly ho-hum affairs.

A lot of my friends have actually given up on The Walking Dead way before Season 7. They say even zombies get boring after a while. Others claim they got tired of the endless chase and the many characters coming and going. The more erudite ones talk about how longform horror, with a notable exception of Hannibal, does not work. But to me TWD is like junk food: I don’t get anything from it except cheap thrills, but I can’t seem to peel myself off it. I’m still interested enough, obviously, to drag myself out of bed early on a fine Wednesday morning, just so I could catch an episode before I hightail it to the office.

How Simon Dark ruined my weekend

I was having a fun long weekend, enjoying my tightrope act of balancing my hobbies and my duties as a father/husband, until a visit to Greenhills Shopping Center on a sun-blasted Sunday morning put a stain on it. Indeed, it was probably the first time I went to Greenhills where I went home not in a celebratory mood. Needless to say, the commute home was long and dreary.

All because of Simon Dark.


Well, not exactly him. God forbid a dude with a face like that would invade my weekend. I’m talking about the Steve Niles comics that DC ran from 2007 to 2009.

See, last week, when my brother and I were traipsing around Greenhills Shopping Center, I spotted Simon Dark Vols. 2 and 3 at the bargain section of Filbar’s in Shoppesville. Considered scoring them, but didn’t, on account that it was missing Vol. 1 and I had no idea what the comics was all about except that it has cool creepy covers. I settled for Swamp Thing Vol. 4 (because Alan Moore, mofos!) and a collected Green Lantern instead. But it wasn’t an easy decision, and one that I would regret soon.


Last Friday, at Filbar’s Megamall, I spotted Simon Dark Vol. 1 . Of course I had to score it, but not without thinking — regrettably — of the two volumes I had to let go a week earlier in Greenhills. I was suddenly gripped with a strong urge to go to Filbar’s Shoppesville to snatch Vols. 2 and 3, and would’ve done so if only I wasn’t with my wife and kid that time. Saturday, trapped at home, neck-deep in daddy duties, I was restless as fuck. Couldn’t relax, couldn’t take it easy. Felt like banging my head on the wall. Chided myself for not buying Vols 2 and 3 the first time I saw them. So Sunday I hauled ass to Shoppesville despite the heat… and my world crumbled. Simon Dark Vols. 2 and 3 were no longer there, scored, no doubt, by some creep who obviously had better sense than me.

Filing this shit under Lessons Learned.

Today in comics: House of M


Indeed. As any comic geek would attest, crossovers rule. In high school I read the six-issue Infinity Gauntlet, and was floored by it. Last year, as someone rediscovering this whole comic book/graphic novel/superhero scene, I had a blast reading Civil War, after getting blown away by the movie version. It’s always exciting every time a character from one series would appear in another. Even better when it’s entire teams joining forces, like in this case, the X-Men meeting the Avengers.

I wanted something like that today. A major crossover. One that involves a lot a characters, a big story, and a twist that’d make me go, WTF! (As I write this, I’m on issue #3 of 8.)

Why not? I’m on VL tomorrow, Friday, which means a three-day weekend for me, yes, a sweet reward for a rotten work week, and I need big action and a WTF moment to set the mood right. ‘Til then…