Showing posts with label etgar keret. Show all posts
Showing posts with label etgar keret. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 23, 2008

The State of Things

Most likely it's because of my lack of tablet, but I'm having trouble finding any sort of "umph" to make a new comic--and I even had an idea for today. Sadly, I think I'm finally starting to realize that I need to focus all of my creative energies onto one project at a time. Maybe this is just a lame excuse to keep me from forcing all of my free time into writing and drawing. Maybe it's just a backlash of actually being busy at work. Maybe I'm just lazy.

Regardless of which maybe it is, there probably won't be a new comic today. And with what last week was, I apologize for this. Who knows, maybe I'll find some hidden reserve of energy hiding out in my jejunum and slap something together tonight, though this is doubtful since I plan on seeing Jellyfish tonight.

Hopefully, if I do put this whole comic biz on hold, I can get the next draft of my novel done faster than last time. Plus, my stupid critical paper is already starting to loom and put a dark cloud of creativity block over my noggin. Luckily, I have the new Mindless Self Indulgence album, "If", and a band I just recently discovered, PlayRadioPlay, to get me through the haze.

Tuesday, June 24, 2008

Rambling Media Man

I don't really have much going on that is noteworthy, nothing of real entertainment or amusement or heartbreak, just me and some random real life boring crap.

So, this is pretty much a quick rant on a few recent things having to do with the media. The first of which is now almost old news: George Carlin's death on Sunday. While I can't claim that he was one of my favorite comedians, I can say that he amused me. Plus, as all the heartfelt obituaries have said, he was a pioneer for vulgarity, and being a pre-vert myself, I can't help but give a moment of silence for a funny, fellow pre-vert.

On the book front, I finished both The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao and The Bus Driver Who Wanted to Be God & Other Stories. Oscar is, by and large, one of the best books I've ever read. It's heartbreaking and amusing, catering to both regular literary fiends and comic geeks alike. The blending of pop culture and real life is nothing short of beautiful in this book. As for Bus Driver, it's like most short story collections: Some are amazing; others are sub-par. Though due to its shortness, I'd still suggest it to anyone--especially those interested in the Flash Fiction form.

And lastly, my review for The Love Guru should be up, here, soon. And come tomorrow there will be a new comic as well.

(Oh, and if anyone knows or deals with Freewebs.com and can give me some feedback on them, I'd be much obliged. Trying to get that new comic of mine up and going. Thanks.)

Friday, June 20, 2008

Adaptations

I just finished Etgar Keret's novella, "Kneller's Happy Campers," and I must speak about such things. For those of you that don't read a film's credits, the film Wristcutters: A Love Story is an adaptation of "Kneller's..." And I must say that both compliment each other quite well. I'm rather torn as to which I preferred. The best thing I can compare it to is the difference between Fight Club and Fight Club. One is not really better than the other, but I think that there is an odd synergy between the two. They are good in and of themselves, but when combined with the other, they create something new.

I say this because, while I enjoyed Fight Club, the book, I couldn't help but wonder if it was because I could already SEE Brad Pitt and Edward Norton in my mind's eye. That I didn't need any of the description, which Palahniuk doesn't give anyway, because I had their mugs in my mind. The same goes for "Kneller's..." I'd already seen Wristcutters and had all the characters planted in my brain, waiting to sprout across the page. And all I could picture throughout the novella were the scenes from the film. Makes me want the opposite to happen. To read the book first, then see the flick, but with the way I am, I doubt this will ever happen.

In all honesty though, I think that's what a good adaptation should be, good enough to stand alone, have a few elements changed to offer something "new," but in the end, it's really just a good tribute/homage to source material.

There are a few things I'd love to adapt. There is this game Psychonauts that would just make a killer comic series/graphic novel. And I have a fair share of books that I'd love to see hit the big screen. Alas, I have yet to be famous and hit my stride and make friends with all these famous people that will not only allow me to adapt their material, but pay me to do it too. So, Tim Schafer, if you're reading this, let me make Psychonauts into a comic. I swear, you won't be disappointed.