Showing posts with label Hitman. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hitman. Show all posts
Wednesday, July 29, 2026
Jules Winnfield (Pulp Fiction) vs. Stone Cold Steve Austin (WWE): "WHAT?!"
Labels:
Attitude Era,
Caricature,
Cartoon,
Comedy,
Crime Drama,
Gangster,
Hall of Fame,
Hitman,
Humor,
Jules Winnfield,
Meme,
Miramax,
Pulp Fiction,
Quentin Tarantino,
Samuel L. Jackson,
Satire,
Stone Cold Steve Austin,
Texas,
Wrestling,
WWE
Sunday, July 12, 2026
Vincent Vega from Pulp Fiction vs. Sheetal Awchar: "It's the Same Ballpark"
Labels:
Abuse of Power,
Caricature,
Cartoon,
Comedy,
Crime Drama,
Dark Humor,
Foot Massage,
Hitman,
India,
John Travolta,
Movie,
Predator,
Pulp Fiction,
Quentin Tarantino,
Satire,
Sexual Misconduct,
Sheetal Awchar,
Teacher,
Vincent Vega
Saturday, July 11, 2026
Pulp Fiction: What Does Donald Trump Look Like?
Labels:
Black Man,
Brett,
Caricature,
Cartoon,
Comedy,
Crime Drama,
Dark Humor,
Dialogue,
Donald Trump,
Ezekiel 25:17,
Hitman,
Jules Winfield,
Marsellus Wallace,
Miramax,
Movie,
Pulp Fiction,
Quentin Tarantino,
Samuel L. Jackson,
Satire,
Thief
Sunday, February 1, 2026
Tim Lambesis from As I Lay Dying
Labels:
Abuser,
Animal Cruelty,
As I Lay Dying,
Assault Rifle,
Cancel Culture,
Christian Metal,
Coca-Cola,
Crazy,
Crypto,
Defender,
Diehard,
Dude Bro,
Forgiveness,
Hitman,
Insanity,
Metalcore,
Murder,
Pepsi,
Red Pill,
Tim Lambesis
Sunday, March 31, 2019
"Happy!" by Grant Morrison
BOOK TITLE: Happy!
AUTHOR: Grant Morrison
YEAR: 2017
GENRE: Graphic Novel
SUBGENRE: Crime Fiction
GRADE: Pass
Disgraced detective turned contract killer Nick Sax
completes an assassination of mob boss Mr. Blue’s sons. During the final
moments of the confrontation, one of the sons tells Nick the password to a bank
account full of laundered mafia money. Just as Mr. Blue’s henchmen are about to
extract the password from him via torture, an imaginary blue unicorn haunts
Nick’s psyche and agrees to help him out dangerous situations on the condition
that he rescues small children from a porn studio. Will Nick Sax become the
hero he was meant to be or will he selfishly reject Happy the horse every step
of the way?
This graphic novel is incontrovertible proof that not all
protagonists have to be saints in order for the audience to cheer for them. Nick
Sax is a vulgar, selfish, negative alcoholic who would rather waste his life
away than use it for good causes. Seeing as how this is a redemption story,
Happy the Horse has a long way to go in order to convince Nick to see the
light. The two of them get into schizophrenic arguments that make outsiders
feel uncomfortable and downright frightened to death. When the big payoff
finally happens, it feels right. Some would criticize Nick’s newfound reasons
as being selfish yet again, but that just goes to show how stonehearted a
broken man like him can be. To me, that’s gritty and realistic, which is what
all detective novels should be like, imaginary horse aside.
Speaking of Happy, I enjoyed his characterization as well.
He’s a goofy, lovable, lighthearted ray of sunshine in a world covered in
darkness and beer. Sometimes the reader needs a break from all of the R-rated
horror and Happy will provide that relief through his personality alone. In
truth, Happy is the last line of defense for childhood innocence since he was
one of the kidnapped children’s imaginary friend at one point. Once he’s gone,
the whole world turns to poison. Imagination is the most powerful tool we have
and it took a lot of it to incorporate Happy’s character in a believable way. Good
job in that department, Mr. Morrison!
I don’t have many complaints, but I do have one about Nick
Sax’s back story as to why he acts as coldly as he does. While it is a tragic
story about his family that would make any reader tear up, it seems forced and
cliché, like it somehow excuses Nick’s behavior by virtue of its mere existence
in the storyline. I’ve seen this trope used many times before and it only numbs
me to the real tragedy of the much larger story. But as I said, this is a minor
complaint since it didn’t actually derail the story in any way. It’s just a
flaw that needed to be pointed out, that’s all.
All in all, this was a fun little graphic novel and I can
easily see why Syfy would want to make a TV show out of it. Sometimes it’s fun
to root for the antihero, especially when a magical flying horse evens him out.
That’s the trick with the antihero: he can’t be worse than the villains he’s
fighting. Otherwise, there’s nothing to believe in. Nick Sax’s redemption story
is believable to me and that’s why I’m giving this graphic novel a passing
grade despite his clichéd character history.
Labels:
Alcoholism,
Cop,
Crime,
Darkness,
Detective,
Grant Morrison,
Graphic Novel,
Grit,
Happy,
Hard Boiled,
Hitman,
Horse,
Imagination,
Kidnapping,
Mafia,
Mob,
Nick Sax,
Schizophrenia,
Syfy,
Unicorn
Friday, May 24, 2013
Doorstoppers
Discrimination is wrong, bottom line. But is it so wrong to discriminate against a book based on its size? Books that are so huge that you could beat someone to death with them are ever so affectionately known as “doorstoppers”. Not only are they five-hundred or so pages long, but they’re also printed on gigantic sheets of paper. Shit man, you could probably use the pages as window curtains if you so desired. Or if you wanted to give somebody a blanket party, you could rip out one page and beat the guy with the rest of the book. For books that are less than 200 pages and printed on smaller pieces of paper, the same kind of discrimination is true. People automatically assume that shorter reads are going to be literary flops. Not just flip-flops, not just belly flops, but big fucking flops when it comes to sales and popularity. The point of all these size jokes is not simply for a cheap segue into penis length. Those kinds of jokes are way too easy to tell and I will not sink below to that level. Ah, to hell with it, the bigger the book, the smaller the author’s penis! Authors with shorter books are growers, not showers. There, are you happy? The real reason for discussing the topic of doorstoppers is to decide whether or not judging a book by its size is unfair to the author. I say yes, it is unfair, because doorstoppers are still capable of having a quick reading speed. A lot of celebrity memoirs are written with a quick style and they’re big enough to give the faces on Mt. Rushmore reading material. In fact, there’s a book on my blog that could very well qualify as a doorstopper despite it only being less than 300 pages long. That book would be “Once Upon a Nightwish” by Mape Ollila. It’s a biography of a heavy metal band and it doesn’t use an overwhelming number of slick descriptions. The same thing is true about “Hitman” by Bret Hart when it comes to descriptive language. The difference is, “Hitman” reads so slowly that it takes god knows how many minutes to get through one single page. You won’t see that book on my blog anytime soon. The point of this blog is to send the message of not judging a book by its size. In other words, don’t have page envy. My self-published book “Red Blood, White Knuckles, Blue Heart” is only 176 pages long and it’s printed on six-by-nine paper. It’s a grower, not a shower. Thanks for listening to this very sexualized blog entry about a topic that never gets discussed in the classroom. Usually whenever book size is brought up in an educational setting, the response is akin to something like, “Too bad!” It’s even worse when reading pace is mentioned.
***WRESTLING QUOTE OF THE DAY***
“I’m not the goddamn weak link!”
-Daniel Bryan-
***WRESTLING QUOTE OF THE DAY***
“I’m not the goddamn weak link!”
-Daniel Bryan-
Labels:
Blue Heart,
Book,
Bret Hart,
Daniel Bryan,
Doorstopper,
Garrison Kelly,
Hitman,
Mape Ollila,
Nightwish,
Once Upon a Nightwish,
Penis Envy,
Red Blood,
Size,
Weak Link,
White Knuckles,
WWE
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