Thee Comic Column #109: Southern Bastards Just Blew My Mind

STK652986I dug Jason Aaron and Jason Latour‘s Southern Bastards from the first issue, but only in a very peripheral way. And for the record, I don’t mean that in a negative way at all. It was actually A Voice in the Dark‘s Larime Taylor, back when he guested on Drinking with Comics, that brought Southern Bastards to my attention, and after picking up and reading issue #1 I ear-marked it as a series to follow. A lot of that was based on how striking and original Mr. Latour’s art and colors were, coupled with the fact that I had previously loved Mr. Aaron’s Scalped, a series I unfortunately still have not completed to this day (it’s in the works…). However, as you may have noticed if you read this column there are a lot of series I follow, and in the tide of my weekly stacks – stacks that seem to grow exponentially month by month – Southern Bastards was a book that I bought but didn’t read for the next few months. When I bought issue #4 I finally caught up, and by the end of it I was a little shocked at the direction some things had taken, not even realizing the… um, how to do this without spoilers… severity of what had happened to one of the characters in the book. Until I picked up issue #5 the other day. After reading the first few pages of that one, well, let’s just say my jaw hit the freakin’ ground.

Southern Gothic TV Hour: True Detective

truedetective3Let it be known that I am not a cheerleader for television.  It doesn’t get me excited.  I’ll occasionally find an episode of South Park deserving of praise, but other than that, the well-written, well-acted, well-produced shows that everybody rants and raves about do not get the blood pumping for me.  In fact, the crazed and never ending over-hype usually turns me off of loved programs regardless of how good they are.  Nothing ruins a piece of episodic entertainment for me more than people who won’t shut up about it.  Your adulation is nothing more than white noise to me.  I ignore it.

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