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Inexplicable Hair

 

I heard that Michael Keaton's been cast to play the villain in Marvel's first proper Spider-Man film in their movie universe. It's got to be Norman Osborn, hasn't it? I think that the hair has to be the prime reason. Right? Spidey's new suit looks as though it fell straight out of a classic comic, and something about Keaton's follicles makes me think that it's the closest natural approximation of whatever was meant to be on Norman's head in the original books. Because I'm pretty sure that a crazy white businessman created in the early Sixties wasn't actually meant to be wearing cornrows.

Remember when Alan Cummings was going to play him in the musical? That could've been a thing.

 

Bonus Question!

Loki versus Dionysus! Battle of the gods Alan Cummings has played!

I'm reasonably certain that "The Bacchae" wouldn't have been a significantly different play if the lead god hadn't been switched out with the Norse one. Well, I suppose that the title might.

Dimensional Hair

As I was progressing through the Annex recently about my business, a stranger stopped me. This was apparently due in large part to my hair and his belief that it should be captured on his 3-D camera. That desire turned into an interview, and this was the result.

In 3-D!

Bonus Question!

Top 3 D's?

Sunny, Tenacious, and Snider.

Dawn's Dimly Lit

At the very least, "Dawn of Justice" delivers on a promise. That promise to answer the question of "What is this thing going to be?" Honestly, I was even enjoying its asking of the question in the first place.

Eisenberg's Luthor was easily my favourite performance in the film. Dude shone like kryptonite. That casting is around the level of Michael Caine in Nolan's Batman films. But . . . More divergent.

Incidentally, for a movie that features the oldest filmic Bruce Wayne, this one seems to have the youngest Alfred. The one on "Gotham" looks older, and his Bruce is a kid.

Anyway, I've heard some liken Jesse's Luthor to the Joker, but it felt more akin to Jim Carrey's Riddler, although that in itself was probably trying to be the Joker. And his costar Two-Face might have been trying for a Joker angle too. Lex's manic mane was even slightly reminiscent of early Nygma's. And that of young Doom from the last "Fantastic Four". So . . .  You know. Very good company.



In a film that had the puffiness of a marshmallow, Jesse Eisenberg was the element that evoked the taste of one.

Also, amid all of the focus that was placed on the sharing of an appellation between the mothers of the titular heroes, there was no mention of the fact that Lex and Clark bear the same middle name. They couldn't have bonded over that? Then Bats and Supes could add a third segment to the world's finest friendship pendant. You know the kind? With the split hearts? He could have the middle part.

 

He has the same hair too.

He has the same hair too.




Bonus Question!

Batman versus Superman! Best Christ allegory!

Jesus was known in large part for sacrificing himself for the good of all. Superman's more about the good of all, whereas Batman tends to place a bigger focus on self-sacrifice.

17th of April at The Tennessee

 

1554! Queen Street West! It's a Sunday, baby!

Music starts at 8:00. That'll open with our fabulous hosts in Mr. Jr.

We'll be on around 10:00. The remaining time will be filled by two other bands. Mysterious!

Come on out and do a thing with us, humanoids. It'll be a show.

Bat out of Hell's Kitchen

I started with the new “Daredevil” season. Suitably amazing. But one aspect I really love is the confrontational conversation between the titular hero and Punisher. It’s like watching Batman from the Seventies argue with Batman from the Eighties.

 

On one side, there’s the grimly flamboyant pursuer of justice who makes some sort of effort to maintain ties with humanity. On the other, there’s the psychopath who won’t come out of the dark for anything, existing solely to assault criminals with maximum brutality.

 

Frank Miller’s  largely responsible for the latter portrayal, which can be seen at extremes in the form of Punisher. But the same author is also credited with bringing greater depth to Daredevil, who more closely resembles a version of the Bat that predates Miller’s involvement.

 

Then I suppose it’s also like watching Frank’s adopted son argue with someone who’s dressed up like his godchild.

 

Which might seem slightly weird too. In part because Miller specifically set out to create a version of Batman who was older than he. But that can happen with these sorts of things sometimes. I went to camp around fifth grade with a boy who was already a godfather at the time. He slept right near me.

 

 

Bonus Question!

 

 

 

Punisher versus Miller! Frank against Frank!

 

 

It’s not hard to imagine that they’d agree on all sorts of things, but both seem vituperative enough about their opinions to find something to quibble violently over. But things’d probably progress over the course of hours and beers to a relatively amiable place from which a friendly outing to a shooting range could seem like an option. And in that scenario, Frank Castle would have to take the win.

 

 

Moreos

I've been watching the televisual adaptations of "The Magicians" and "Lucifer". The former feels slightly darker in tone than its source while the latter is far lighter. Actually, it seems mildly disingenuous to market"Lucifer" with explicit claims of its basis on the Vertigo comic. It would be more accurate to say that it's based on the Miltonian characterisation of a figure that's somewhat compatible with Vertigo's interpretation.

Oh. And the latest "Supergirl" episode featured Martian Manhunter quite heavily. His Oreo fixation's back! I mean . . . They were called Chocos instead, but that's the DC name for Oreos when they're feeling inclined towards that sort of obfuscation. So. You know. Alien cookie love. Good times.

Bonus Question!

Manhunter versus Cookie Monster! Cookie Contest!

I don't think that the Martian really stands a chance of eating more unless the competition only includes Oreos. Or Chocos. Then it might at least be close.

Mercs and Martians

My brother invited me out to see "Deadpool" shortly before I was planning on going out to "Pride and Prejudice and Zombies". In the end, the day contained both. They seemed to fit together quite nicely. One's about a dude who can't die, and the other featured a horde for whom death didn't take. Both were dissonantly romantic.

I remember hearing that shawarma sales shot up across the continent after "The Avengers" was released. I wonder if "Deadpool" had a similar effect on chimichangas.

Is Martian Manhunter going to be in the Justice League movie? Will that influence the Oreo market? Hm. He's in the Supergirl show right now, but I haven't seen him touch one.

He did it all for the cookie.

He did it all for the cookie.

Bonus Question!

Tacos! Hard shell or soft?

Hard. I feel that the soft variety is somewhat redundant in a world with several essentially similar concoctions. There's not much to separate it from all sorts of other wraps. The hard shell is an identifier unique to the taco, which is why it shall always be the canonical type to me.

Ultimate Might

 

I’ve been reading the new “Ultimates” series. It’s a solid tale. Al Ewing’s a massive force of wit and ingenuity, and his Loki series was the top. This volume of “The Ultimates” doesn’t have any tangible connection to the previous books to bear that name; rather, it’s more like an elevation of his work on “Mighty Avengers”, transposed from the street level to a cosmic scale with a similar cast. 

The old book, a version of the Avengers in the recently deceased Ultimate universe, was developed by Mark Millar, who did much to pioneer cinematic storytelling in comic books. If there’s any resonance to be found between Ewing’s “Ultimates” and Millar’s creation, it’s there. That cinematic sense is even more explicit in Al’s series, wherein every issue’s credits are laid out in  a satisfyingly bombastic facsimile of an action film’s opening. 

Though it might not be deliberate, the sensibilities Ewing employs on the book seem like a solid way of implying a touch of continuity to the monumental and entirely disparate series from which it takes its name.

 

Bonus Question! 

Most egregious transition from streets to cosmos?

Spider-Man's Captain Universe stint. That can't have been comfortable for him.

In fairness, that dude's rarely comfortable.

 

Missing Links and Lost Sequels

Dermot Mulroney has a face and a name that I vaguely recognise, but I never connected the two elements until I recently saw a movie in which he played the son of Robert Deniro and the father of Zac Efron. Honestly, that seems like the perfect use for his face. Zac and Rob bear no obvious resemblance to each other at all, but Mr Mulroney’s visage somehow manages to look like a combination of the pair

On another note, I remember seeing "City of Bones" at the cinema a while ago. It was that urban fantasy thing with Johnathan Rhys-Meyers and that guy who's basically a younger Johnathan Rhys-Meyers. Is that redundant? The dude hasn't really aged.

Anyway, it's a good genre, and I like seeing that stuff in theatres, which is why I wasn't excited to hear that the film's lack of financial success precluded cinematic adaptations of the numerous sequels to the novel whereupon it was based. It's like a repeat of that whole situation with "The Golden Compass". But now both are being adapted into television shows with fresh starts and new casts, and the bone city one is out. It's fine, but I still would have preferred to see the big screen battles between the evil forces of Johnathan Rhys-Meyers and the opposing team with that younger Johnathan Rhys-Meyers guy.

 

Bonus Question!

Best city of bones? Litharge.

3rd of March!

Hot Apollo's playing a thunderous acoustic set of wild majestic rock-and-roll at Nocturne on the first Thursday of March.

550 Queen Street West. $5. There are other bands too.

Kap!

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Etherift!

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From Beyond the Sky!

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You should come by?

You should come by!

Darthur Rimbaud

I recently heard that Leo DiCaprio turned down the role of Anakin in the prequels. Something about his thoughts of feeling unready to take a role in such a monumental franchise.

But he basically played that part already. It was one of the first things he did. Remember?

That Rimbaud movie basically tells the story of Obi-Wan and Anakin with poetry instead of the Force. And it's that Remus Lupin guy instead of Obi-Wan.
Oh, and their sexual relationship is more explicit. Who needs fan fiction when you have bardic romance? Am I right?

Often.

I am often right.

 

Bonus Question!

Rimbaud versus Anakin? 

Well, Rimbaud did die somewhat ignominiously at a fairly young age, and he abandoned poetry at an even earlier one, but Anakin forsook the light around the same time, which was its own death after a fashion, and that really didn't work out well for him at all.

Um . . . I suppose that the French guy scrapes by here, for he didn't enable the tyrannical oppression of an entire galaxy when he strayed from his path.

Love Thickness

The vein runs deep with passion’s flow.

Love’s ichor seeps toward the core.

Liquid lust reveals a spoor

Wherein its viscous vice may show.

 

 

Alight with scents of ebon tar,

The straits of sensual fury boil.

With oily gleam, their torrents roil

Through steaming streamlets fast and far.

 

Traced in tracks of treacly tricks,

Swirls of slickest passion stir.

Ferocious seas of sick allure

Seethe in sin of vicious mix.

 

A sanguine sluice sends the urge

To every nerve but never slakes.

In full the venom’s vigour wakes

Where runs of wanton will converge.

Party Toxin

A lot’s been said about toxic relationships, but I think that many people are only toxic in specific situations. Otherwise they’re good. You know? They’re like lead. You don’t want to line a reservoir with them, but when you’re getting an x-ray at the dentist’s office, you’re just going to wrap yourself up in them and get quite cozy. Yeah? Maybe lead’s just not great to bring to a party. It’s not just poisoning you. It’s also preventing you from absorbing all of that lovely party radiation. Not acceptable, lead. But maybe you’d like to go for bagels together. That could be alright.

Bonus Question! 

Eddie Brock versus Pat Mulligan. Most toxic Toxin?

Brock. Mulligan seems like a pretty decent guy.


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Less Ice, Fewer Mammals, More Dinosaurs

"The Good Dinosaur" was basically like a rendition of "Ice Age" for anybody who might have balked at the high number of mammals in the older film. If you prefer cold blood in the veins of your protagonists, you should feel comfortable here. Just full of saurians.

In fairness, the mammals that do appear seem to have better hair on the whole than the ones from "Ice Age". That might be important. Hair's a key feature for mammals. It's right up there with endothermic metabolism and live progeny.

 

Bonus Question!

Best dinosaur of "The Good Dinosaur"?

Sam Elliott plays a cowboy tyrannosaur. I'm probably going to have to go with that.

He should've kept the moustache, though.

He should've kept the moustache, though.

Forceful Foes

It was good. You know this. Obviously, I shall enjoy the next episode, but I think that “The Force Awakens” actually made me more excited for the next season of “Girls”.

 

Adam Driver probably gives my favourite performance as a villain in the entire saga. The heroic Anakin Skywalker probably wins out overall, but the fact that Vader sometimes comes off as a crippled old cyborg makes him somewhat less formidable and less flamboyant. He rarely had a chance to revel in his evil. Palpatine certainly did despite his more decrepit appearance. But Ani got some bad turns at the end of “Revenge”. Like . . . It obviously had to end in that way. There was never a question. But there was a part of me that just wanted Anakin and Obi-Wan to hug it out and continue on their galactic adventures. Otherwise, he could have just gone on as the Darth Vader he was at the start of the Mustafar ordeal. All the power of being a young, mostly intact Skywalker with the addition of shiny gold eyes! I had a similar feeling when I saw Tim Roth in that Hulk movie. It was great to see the Abomination on  the big screen, but I loved watching Roth run around and fight the Hulk as an enhanced human.

But no. Emil Blonsky had to become that monstrosity, and Anakin had to lose the rest of his limbs, his wavy, dark locks, and a fair bit of impetuous fire. It doesn’t make Darth Vader a lesser antagonist. It just makes him appeal to me less.

It’s one of the weird dichotomies of those movies. The stoic Jedi Order is primarily represented by Luke, who clearly craves adventure and excitement despite the preferences of the monastic tradition he endeavours to continue. The Sith, a philosophy that places a premium on the power of emotion, is championed by Vader, who strives to suppress his passions and gives himself over in large part to his robotic side.

Kylo doesn’t have to endure such troubles as Vader did. He’s closer to the kind of “Star Wars” fan who might not have even noticed Vader’s infirmity for all of his tenebrous grandeur. He puts his grandfather on a pedastal that should be familiar to many people who grew up with the original trilogy, and he’s desperate to live up to that reputation. But in some ways, he might be more capable of achieving it. He’s not weighed down  by unwelcome machinery. He’s not saddened by the loss of what he valued most in the world because what he values most is being what he is. Anakin fell to corruption in tragedy, but Kylo Ren’s really trying to savor the Dark Side. That’s a kind of villainy that plays more to me.

 

Bonus Question?

Best opening to a narrative crawl?

This one comes close, but I still think that "Revenge of the Sith" pulls ahead in this category.

 

War!

War!

Failing to Awaken

I just had a recurring dream that was limited to one night. Each rendition brought distinct variations, but the general plot was the same.

 

In reality, my brother invited the family out to see the new “Star Wars” film. He booked the tickets in advance, and he was quite insistent against tardiness. Punctuality’s not my main suit, but I was willing to put forth the effort.

But this dream came up on the night before the viewing. Despite the fact that the movie wasn’t happening till the evening, I was incapable of leaving in time largely because I couldn’t wake up. I’m not the best at early rises, but this seemed excessive. And the dream just kept happening with all sorts of permutations. In one version, the theatre wasn’t even involved. We were watching it in my room for some reason, and I still showed up late.

 

However, as I write this, I’m fairly confident in my ability to get to the cinema with reasonable promptness tonight. The Force may be with me, but I’m pretty sure that I won’t even need it.

 

Bonus Question!

What alternative band would Kylo Ren sing for?

Pixies. Then they wouldn't have to break up after Black Francis's departure, and Kylo might not have turned evil. Music can be a good outlet for the Dark Side.

Cold Creche

 

Light on a leaf brings a spark of relief

To lands unattended and pale.

Let hollow terrain now swallow its pain

Neath winter's immaculate veil.

A vasty white cloak might threaten to choke 

Vitality's mote from the earth,

But there's hope to be found through the chills that surround

The seeds that precede a rebirth.

 

 

A barren disguise hides the immiment rise 

Of vibrancy's stubborn return.

It's hanging on still with the flickering will 

Of a candle's resilient burn.

Under frigid veneer, a new reign is near.

It stirs as its spirit grows strong.

Naught's fully lost in the fastness of frost,

And nothing is fallow for long.

 

 

Boho Barbarian

 

Strike your lips against the sky.

Shake the haze out with your cry.

Trample on in boots of suede.

Celebrate a raving raid.

 

Your hair's the match of any crown.

Berserker beats are bearing down.

Swing the blade of screaming style.

Whip across with whirlwind wile.

 

Shatter sieges with your strut

For fetes of fame and glory's glut.

Sing to bring the thunder out.

Lightning rides upon your shout.

 

Superfine fury's on stage.

Rage beyond bonds of the age.

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