Fairly recently, superhero movies have been taking a turn for the worse, what with Spiderman 3 being somewhat less then awesome and Fantastic Four: Rise of the Silver Surfer making me so nauseous as to spend the night mostly on the toilet with a bucket (some might blame eating a large popcorn and large Pepsi right after a meal at Burger King, but I'm not entirely willing to rule out the movie connection). So, the recently released Iron Man has a bit of a Damocles' Sword hanging over his sprocket-holed-film head. Was it, like its recent predecessors, a poor translation of comic action to movie action? Another notch in the anti-Marvel Studios bedpost? In short, a complete load?

What? No, whatever gave you that preposterous idea?

It was from start to finish an awesome-packed rockfest. It begins with a bang and ends with Black Sabbath, and its middle is liberally stuffed with powered armour, Blackadder-esque billionaire industrialists, naughty fire extinguishers, back-talking computers and a fight scene that even outstrips those of recent Star Wars movies. Seriously.

Should you find yourself with time and money to spare, see this film. See it do, my friends, you'll thank me for the suggestion.

Summary: Iron Man rocks. In fact, it rocks so hard, mere geology doesn't do it justice, we need to go up to the elemental 11: It's ore-some (and no, I won't apologise for the ghastly pun, because you've already read it and there's nothing you can do about it, HA-hah!!).

Anyhoo, with that out of the way, it's now time for...
Stupid Question Time!
1. Why are the Ten Rings holding a gun to Tony Stark's head in that video?
2. Why does Obadiah Stane have a device designed purely for gouging Tony's cardial implant?
3. Why can't the Ironmonger see out of the eyeholes in his mask?
4. Just how much punishment can Tony's body take, anyway?
5. What is the worst Pepper's caught Stark doing?

T'was 's birthday recently, and he'd decided to bring some friends to London today, including me. Fun was had, action figures were bought, banter was traded, feet were caused immense pain. Good times.

Incidentally, if my sister'll let me borrow her camera, photo-comics might be forthcoming. Watch this space...

In light of recent happenstance, the Evil Egg administration has delivered this official statement, readable here.

Now get back to work.

Just a quick one, to let you know that I've uploaded some of my doodles to my LJ. Quite an insight into my insanity, I reckon.

I figured it may have been about time the previous entry was cleared off. I wasn't trying to incite digital insurrection, and, even if I were, it probably wouldn't have done anything anyway. Anyhoo...

It seems that for now I'm just going to be asking what you want to see. I've decided not to shy away from copyrighted properties, so feel free to submit your requests. And they needn't be limited to copyrighteds, either. So go nuts. Some silly little cartoon? A short story? Lego? The Enterprise-G? What do you want?

Edit: If you are actually interested in the fruits of my Lego labour, then you may want to click this link all up. Oh, and if you do have a LiveJournal account and don't bear me any particular malice, feel free to friend while you're over there.