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Kamis, 07 Mei 2009

Centennial Collection: Breakfast at Tiffany’s

As part of the Paramount Centennial Collection, two beloved Audrey Hepburn films have new two-disc special edition DVD sets out. (The previous films in the series were two earlier Hepburn movies, Roman Holiday and Sabrina, plus Sunset Boulevard.) I’ll be talking about Funny Face in another post.

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Watching Breakfast at Tiffany’s again now, I’d forgotten how dated some of it is. (It was released in 1961.) Mickey Rooney’s racist portrayal of the upstairs Japanese photographer, with fake buck teeth and kamikaze headband, is horrendous, of course, but more subtly, there’s Hepburn’s streaked beehives, adding at least four inches to her height. (This is particularly noticeable when she’s spying in upstairs neighbor George Peppard’s window and has to duck out of sight.) The jeweled tiaras don’t help.

The stylized acting showcases outsized behavior that’s much more engrossing to watch than realism.

But those clothes! Gorgeous little black dresses. A bathrobe that Hepburn wears like a gown. Seriously huge costume jewelry. Even more ridiculous hats. The overstuffed cafe society apartment party. Calling everyone “darling”. The idea that it’s tacky to wear impressive diamonds before you’re 40. How polite the Tiffany’s salesman is, even though what they ask him is ridiculous. The etiquette of smoking. The stylized acting showcases outsized behavior that’s much more engrossing to watch than realism.

Many people don’t realize that her profession is “call girl” because of Hepburn’s elegance and class.

It’s amazing how much of the subtext I didn’t notice when I was younger. For instance, Holly Golightly buzzes the upstairs neighbor (Rooney) early in the morning to get into their building because she never has her key. He yells, but she calms him down with, “If you promise not to be angry, I might let you take those pictures we mentioned.” Just what kind of snaps would those be, hmmm? And why does she have a man’s tuxedo shirt lying around to use as pajamas? Then there’s all the “money for the powder room” mentions … she goes out with men for cash, while Peppard plays a writer/kept man. (Many people don’t realize that her profession is “call girl” because of Hepburn’s elegance and class.) Both are running away from either who they were or what they’ve become, hampered by others’ expectations of them.

Although on one level this is the most stylish, impressive, influential movie ever made about a hooker, it’s really about disappointed people learning not to lie to themselves. You can’t love someone else until you learn to love, or at least accept, yourself. I also found it astounding how many different things you can get out of this movie at different times in your life.

The special edition packaging is deluxe, as expected. There’s a slipcase with an iconic image from the film on the front, and an eight-page booklet with photos and a short essay. The first disc contains the movie and a producer’s commentary. The second is all special features:

  • A reminiscence about the cocktail party that reunites many of the extras and actors from the scene.
  • A featurette on Henry Mancini’s music, including “Moon River”, of course, featuring his family.
  • A discussion of the “yellowface” Rooney character from an Asian perspective

  • A discussion of the “yellowface” Rooney character from an Asian perspective, which expands into a history of Asian portrayals in film. (KC wandered through when they were discussing George Takei’s Star Trek role as a breakthrough, and he said, “I don’t remember the starship scene in Breakfast at Tiffany’s.”) This is the most interesting piece because it distinctly adds to an understanding of the movie and its time. The one thing lacking is that they don’t talk to Rooney about his opinion or why he took the role. Then again, I don’t know if he’d want to participate.
  • A quick tour of the Paramount studio lot.
  • A making-of that includes comments from director Blake Edwards.
  • A short piece about fashion and Audrey’s appearance.
  • Coverage of Tiffany’s history, plus a copy of a letter Hepburn wrote about the store.
  • The original trailer.

These are not fluffy five-minute bits included just to put something on the back of the DVD case. In some cases, I thought they could have used some editing — the new features go on quite a while covering their subjects in copious detail.

From the making-of down in that list, those extras were brought over from the Anniversary Collector’s Edition (2006). The commentary dates from that edition as well. That’s to be applauded, that the producers didn’t pick and choose to make the question of whether to upgrade difficult. This has become the definitive edition. (A complimentary copy for this review was provided by the studio.)

Deception

My mom and I decided to watch Deception this afternoon. We’d seen a trailer for it when it was briefly in theaters in April, and it stars Hugh Jackman (who was also one of the six producers). We’re both big fans of his.

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Ewan McGregor plays a corporate auditor who gets corrupted by Jackman, a high-powered lawyer. This is completely unbelievable. For example, shortly after they meet, knowing nothing about each other, Jackman’s character is handing McGregor a joint. Giggling together becomes shorthand for bonding. I also found it a little hard accepting McGregor as a shy nerd after seeing so much of him rocking out in Velvet Goldmine.

It commits the cardinal sin of an erotic thriller: there’s no passion to it.

It’s a thriller with attractive people, but it’s so slow-paced that it had trouble keeping my attention, and for all the promise of the premise, about exploring sex clubs and boundaries, it’s very surface-based and cold. Everything’s filmed in darks and greys, and over a third of the way into it, nothing much had happened. It commits the cardinal sin of an erotic thriller: there’s no passion to it. No one gets hot and bothered, not on-screen, not off. It’s boring.

After the two guys accidentally switch cell phones (if you stop to ask, “does anyone really do that?”, you will not enjoy this movie, which is built on predictable coincidence; my mother reacted to one incident with, “why would he do that? that’s just dumb”), McGregor finds himself getting Jackman’s no-names-shared booty calls as part of “The List”, a way for high-powered rich people to hook up with no strings. Jackman does slick a little too well, meaning the viewer will find him suspicious from the start.

This is the director’s first feature after a career doing commercials, and that background matches the glossy montage of sex scenes. Michelle Williams (”that girl from Dawson’s Creek“, as we refer to her) is lovely as the femme fatale but isn’t called upon to do much other than look pretty so McGregor can fall for her. This movie probably would have been better watched in a theater than a living room. There, I wouldn’t have kept looking around thinking, “oh, it would be more interesting to watch that instead of this” or find something to read. I don’t mind a guilty pleasure watch, but this is just dull. And predictable.

For special features, the DVD has a director commentary, a making-of featurette, a “Club Sexy” featurette (an excuse to show clips from the film and have a therapist assert the existence of real-life sex clubs), and deleted scenes, including an alternate ending, with more commentary by the director. (A complimentary copy of this movie was provided by the studio.)

Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull

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I saw Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull today, and my general reaction was that it was OK. It felt very much like the first movie, very familiar. There’s nothing wrong with consistency and following a successful formula, but I expected a bit more excitement, something a little new, something to get the adrenaline going. It’s very over-the-top, especially when it comes to “they survived what?” but in a way consistent with its history.

The only thing that surprised me was the very ending, and that only in a quiet, “that’s nice” kind of way. Everyone did a great job — Karen Allen as Marion Ravenwood was my favorite — but it all felt a little tired. And the titular crystal skull, well, instead of awe at its introduction, I found myself thinking “what was that made of, plastic stuffed with tinfoil?” Shia LaBeouf did a decent job, although his role as written seemed like he should have been younger, due to all the “what’s that?” questioning, but then he couldn’t have driven the motorbike in a slow-feeling chase sequence. Cate Blanchett was wasted as a Communist Russian psychic scientist over-achiever.

I could predict when an action sequence was coming up, as things felt draggy up to then, and most of the thrill-chasing made me think, “that was written for either the video game or the theme park ride.” Don’t get me wrong, it’s a perfectly good way to spend a summer afternoon. It’s not annoying, hard to follow, pain-inducing, or borderline offensive, as many blockbusters risk becoming. That shouldn’t need to be said, but not falling into those categories sadly sets a movie apart positively.

Karen Allen and Steven Spielberg

It’s just, like its star, a little older and slower. And aggressively authentic: look, we’re really in the 50s! Look how much work we did in costume and hair and set direction and props! Look how hard we’re trying! Of course, they couldn’t get rid of the huge level of expectation they were facing, with 19 years gone and all — maybe this is what the fans want. It’s just not very believable — all those guns going at Indy running away in the first major chase sequence, and no one pegs him in his well-lit ass? What was with the groundhogs? And the monkeys with Shia playing Tarzan?

It should have been called “and the Lost City of Gold”, though — more in keeping with the whole franchise. And I still want to know what superpowers Indy got after that big boom.

Don’t get me wrong, I think if you’re at all interested, you should go see it. There are a lot worse ways to spend your movie ticket. On the movie scale, it’s not as good as Iron Man, but I wasn’t expecting it to be.

Swingtown

I really liked Swingtown. I’m not particularly nostalgic for the 70s, especially not the chemically created clothing fabrics, but I enjoyed the characters and their interactions, and for a show that included wife-swapping, the messages were surprisingly positive.

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But before I get to those, the basics: Swingtown ran from June through September 2008 on CBS. It featured three couples in the summer of 1976:

  • The Millers, played by Molly Parker and Jack Davenport. They married young, just out of high school (with the later implication that it was because of an unexpected pregnancy), and as the show opens, they’re moving into a new, more upscale neighborhood. They have two children, a boy and a girl. Laurie, the older, is finishing up high school.
  • The Deckers, played by Lana Parrilla and Grant Show. The Millers’ new neighbors, a pilot and his former stewardess, have an open marriage and tend to throw parties where various combinations of people wind up making out in the pool or the basement “rec room”.
  • The Thompsons, played by Miriam Shor and Josh Hopkins. The Millers’ former neighbors are somewhat resentful of being left behind, and their more conservative take on life brings them into conflict with the Deckers.
The Thompsons, Deckers, and Millers enjoy the pool.

The Thompsons, Deckers, and Millers enjoy the pool.

The situations feature the expected period locations and events — a disco, the Playboy club, a family lake cabin, a fondue party, pot brownies, visiting a therapist — and some impressive set dressing and costuming to capture the feel of the era. The soundtrack was pretty nifty, too, guaranteed to evoke memories from anyone who lived through the period.

The point of the show, though, was a bit deeper. The Deckers were shown as happy not because they slept around (joining the Millers in the pilot) but because they valued communication. Their lifestyle only worked because they put each other first and were honest about what they were feeling and what they wanted. When they made assumptions or forgot to check with each other, that’s when trouble occurred.

The Millers, on the other hand, were fascinated by the idea of another option. They’d done what they were supposed to all these years, and the question, “are you happy?” was something they’d ignored to make it work. They still loved each other, and choosing each other from more options reiterated that.

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I was attracted to the idea that it’s ok to try different things, safely, if it made you happy and you were honest with your loved ones. The time period was one where previously outrageous ideas and changing times were working their way into the mainstream, as shown by the solid family suburbanites considering jobs for the wives. When the world around you is changing, it makes sense to reconsider what you’ve always taken for granted. The result is a greater sense of personal freedom and making the decisions that are right for you regardless of what others are doing.

That doesn’t necessarily have to be sexual. Janet Thompson, the perfect housewife, found herself supporting free speech at a fundraiser for Deep Throat’s Harry Reems and impressing a high-powered women’s group before starting her own career as an advice columnist. Later, she had to consider how her burgeoning career might conflict with her husband’s.

It wasn’t all sunbeams and nostalgia, either. The Millers’ son made friends with the new girl next door, a troubled child due to her mother overdoing all the classics: too many drugs, too much drink, and too many meaningless flings. Some may not like the idea shown that, for example, drug use on its own isn’t bad — it’s how you manage it that matters. Not everyone handles freedom responsibly, and making these kinds of choices maturely is more difficult than it looks.

Swingtown women

I liked how the show was driven by the female characters, talking with each other about their wants and desires and fears. And I haven’t mentioned Laurie yet. It’s rare to see such a smart young woman on TV pursuing her own wants. She’s never told she needs to be prettier or more typical, and she finds a way to make a non-traditional relationship work out. She’s intense and driven but still enjoyable to watch.

This New York Times review also makes some great points.

Laurie Miller played by

Laurie Miller played by Shanna Collins

The first season DVD set (what optimistic labeling!) contains 13 episodes on four discs, plus these special features:

  • Commentary by Mike Kelley (Creator/Writer/Executive Producer) and Alan Poul (Director/Executive Producer) on the first and last episodes
  • Deleted scenes from four episodes
  • The Spirit of ‘76: The Making of Swingtown (23 min.), which explores the origin of the show, including how they dealt with the subject matter on network TV (since the show was originally intended for pay cable)
  • Have a Nice Revolution: Sex & Morality in 1970s America (12 min.)
  • Gag reel (5 min.)

I would love to see more of this series, but a continuation seems unlikely at this point. However, while the last episode did raise some open-ended questions — will one of the couples move for a job? how will another handle a new child? is the third cheating on each other? — I was satisfied with the amount of story we got and I consider this set pretty complete. I highly recommend it for some great storytelling set in a fascinating time period. (A complimentary copy for this review was provided by the studio.)

X-Men Origins: Wolverine


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I saw X-Men Origins: Wolverine today, and overall, I enjoyed it. But then, I didn’t have very high expectations. As I jokingly Twittered, I got to see naked Hugh butt, so my time was well-spent.

I was a bit surprised that it was so much a straightforward action movie, without much of the humor and characterization that makes a film more attractive outside the core young male target audience. The action set pieces were well-done, but after a while, they almost became boring because there wasn’t enough other stuff to balance it.

To talk about it in more depth requires spoilers, after the break.

For instance, the history of Logan and Victor is all about “and then they fought in this war”. Didn’t they ever do anything else? There have been peaceful times in the world, right? Hugh did look terrific as a WWII grunt, though. And with so much experience, why did they always stay regular soldiers? Didn’t want the job of leadership?

About 45 minutes or more into the movie, I suddenly realized that we hadn’t seen any major character who didn’t have some kind of superpower. (With Stryker (Danny Huston), I rationalized that although he didn’t have powers, he was so much an evil mastermind that he fit right in.) So there wasn’t much balance with the lives of “normal” people. It made the characters more remote.

Similarly, there were only three women with lines (and only one at a time) until very near the end. I took that as another sign it was intended as a boy’s movie. I missed the more meaty female roles from the X-Men movies proper.

My friends had to tell me to stop giggling during the supposedly serious bits, but some of them… when Stryker tries to tell Logan to come back, and he responds with something about “you wanted the animal, now you’ve got him” and vows to come after him, it was straight out of a Rambo-esque 80s action thriller. Plus, it amused me that there were a few too many loving shots of the claws slowly extending. Symbolism much?

Given mutations, how can you have similar abilities run in a family? And I really didn’t need to see the mid-1850s “James Howlett” origin — it looked even dumber on-screen than it did on paper.

I liked seeing Gambit (Taylor Kitsch), but his presence was too often plot convenient instead of logical.

I found myself wondering about the mutants I’d never heard of before. John Wraith? Bolt? Was the Blob’s origin similar in the comics? Although I really liked Daniel Henney’s portrayal, I thought Agent Zero was the same as Deadpool. (I’d also really like to see Ryan Reynolds return in that role.) Oh, and was the kid with multi-color eyes anyone special?

Wolverine’s leather jacket got its own origin story, which was pretty unnecessary, but since they made such a big deal out of it … how does he get it back at the end, when he’s forgotten it ever existed?

I thought Hugh Jackman did a very decent job bringing some subtlety to the points where he’s doing more than being grumpy (most of the character as written). Every time Liev Schreiber (Sabretooth) was on-screen, I hated him, which suggests he was also doing his job well.

Afterwards, I went home and watched the first X-Men movie again, and it’s hard buying Wolverine as a small-town Alaska brawler after seeing him take down a nuclear plant tower. The scale of the films, having to be bigger and better as each movie comes out, doesn’t match the chronological order of the events within.

A Treasury of Victorian Murder — Recommended Series

This graphic novel series presents the details of famous murder cases from long-ago eras, several of which are unsolved or contain a number of questions still unanswered. Because the mysteries are so old, instead of seeming creepy, the situations feel quaint, and the reader is flattered by having their interest assumed to be historical instead of prurient. Still, the motives are universal, and human nature no different from then to now. Think of this as a literary CSI.

A Treasury of Victorian Murder

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This anthology starts the series with three stories, as well as providing brief background on the era and its prominent personalities. The first story presents the unsolved Ryan murders, in which a quiet-living brother and sister are found with their throats cut. After that comes the longest piece, about Dr. Pritchard, arrested for poisoning his wife and mother-in-law. He appears to be a braggart and a fake, incompetent but too egotistical to realize it. The last story deals with a murderous widow seemingly driven mad by lust.

Jack the Ripper

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Next, the series begins focusing on one case per volume, starting with the best-known unsolved series of Victorian murders. They’re presented in faux journal form, putting the emphasis on facts and details, including maps and the societal context of the region and the time. Specific attention is paid to the activities of the police and other officials.

All the various theories and possibilities are noted, with none particular deemed the correct one. This book is a handy primer to the case, even though all we have left this many years later is speculation.

The Borden Tragedy

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This book retells the slaying of Lizzie Borden’s parents, when a stifling Massachusetts summer was punctuated by the brutal double murder, with the story narrated by a hypothetical town inhabitant and friend of Lizzie. The contrast between the violence of the act and the reserve of a Sunday school-teaching spinster, combined with a number of mysterious happenings before the tragedy, add to the air of confusion surrounding the event.

After a list of questions that remain unanswered to this day, the book concludes with reproductions of newspaper articles from the time and a copy of Borden’s indictment. The back cover draws a number of parallels between this case and that of O.J. Simpson.

The Fatal Bullet

Subtitled “a true account of the assassination, lingering pain, death, and burial of James A. Garfield, twentieth president of the United States, also including the inglorious life and career of the despised assassin Guiteau.” After that mouthful, what more to say?

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How about the contrast Geary draws between the two? Both were born in the Midwest, with strong strains of religious thought affecting them. Both dreamt of a larger role for themselves on a national stage. Garfield worked hard, studied, and served his community in government and in the Civil War. Guiteau griped, ran out on debts, cheated others, and mistreated the women who cared for him.

Guiteau eventually became a hanger-on, buttonholing Republican officials and boasting of his non-existent prospects. He pestered anyone he could find. Clearly, his opinion of himself was extremely out of sync with reality. (I would have found it unbelievable if I hadn’t met people like that, people convinced that their two-sentence conversation with (say) Joe Quesada made them a candidate to become the next big comic book writer.) After a revelation that the president was the only one standing in his way, Guiteau bought a gun and stalked Garfield for a month. The president suffered for over two months after the shooting before finally passing away.

The Mystery of Mary Rogers

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This 1841 unsolved murder inspired Edgar Allen Poe’s “The Mystery of Mary Roget”. Mary Rogers was a popular cigar salesgirl in New York City who had many suitors, some jealous. Her body was found floating off the Jersey shore; she’d disappeared a week before.

Official mistakes began early, with delays and odd omissions in collecting basic evidence. New York and New Jersey argued over who should handle the investigation, and the newspapers took up the case, fighting for sensational coverage. It wasn’t until a private reward was offered two weeks later that officials were goaded into beginning a proper investigation, which raised rumors of rape or a possible botched abortion.

If the reader wants an easy solution to the mystery, they will find this book (and series) frustrating. The concluding chapter sums up the many unanswered questions left sixteen decades later, and while several promising theories are presented, none is definitely shown as true. We’ll never know what happened to Mary Rogers; not all true-life stories have a conclusion or moral.

The Beast of Chicago

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H.H. Holmes, popularly known as America’s first serial killer, ran a rooming house that was a kind of murder factory during the 1893 Chicago World’s Fair. It’s still unknown exactly how many people he killed.

He started as a druggist in a Chicago suburb before constructing an unusual building, full of trap doors, air-tight windowless rooms, and a basement with a huge furnace. His “castle” had shops on the first floor, with offices and rooms for rent above. He was flirtatious, involving himself with a variety of women who were either working for his businesses as secretaries or renting rooms while visiting the exposition. Many of them disappeared after pressuring him or otherwise becoming annoying; others seem to have been experiments or sold as cadavers.

It’s disturbing to realize that such selfish destruction and mass murder schemes have a longer history than previously thought.

The Murder of Abraham Lincoln

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Like Jack the Ripper, this is another extremely well-known case where people think they already know the history but likely aren’t aware of the details. Geary covers two months in 1865 during which a conspiracy was hatched, Lincoln was shot, the assassin was pursued, and the funeral train traveled through the country.

The book begins on March 4, 1865, when Lincoln was inaugurated into his second term as President and the Civil War was drawing to a close. The details Geary provides as context to the time are fascinating, a catalog of missed opportunities and “what if”s, and his retelling of Lincoln’s prophetic dream of his own assassination is chilling in its matter-of-fact presentation. Events unspool rapidly, with a number of unanswered questions summed up at the end, as is typical of the series.

The Case of Madeleine Smith

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In 1857 Glasgow, Scotland, the 21-year-old Madeleine Smith was arrested for the arsenic poisoning death of Emile L’Anglier. She was a proper young lady, born into a well-off family and a graduate of a respected finishing school. She was also, apparently, bored with her lot in life, which basically consisted of waiting to be married to someone of the correct position.

Thus, she began a flirtation with Emile. The two caught each other’s eye while shopping in a fashionable district. An introduction was contrived, and soon they were sending letters and sneaking meetings after dark. He was only a clerk with a string of passionate but failed romances behind him, and a foreigner, too, which made him completely inappropriate for her.

In public, she was seen often with a much more respectable choice of fiancĂ©. The assumption is that she became tired of Emile’s insistance on making their relationship public and decided to dispose of him, but history is undecided, and events take a surprising turn before the book ends.

The Saga of the Bloody Benders

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The subtitle tells us that the Benders were “the infamous homicidal family of Labette County, Kansas”, so the stage is set for creepy frontier murders. Suspense is unnecessary — we know what happens, we only want to learn how, how many, and why.

After opening with a brief history of Kansas statehood and homesteading, the crime is introduced: travelers through the area have been disappearing, and their absences gain attention in the media of the time. The Benders are four, representing themselves as mother, father, son, and lovely daughter. They run an inn and grocery store along a popular trail.

The details of meals, home-building, social events, and the like that make up daily life in the 1870s Midwest are what make the story chilling. Daughter Katie represents herself as a spiritualist and healer, but she seems more mentally ill than her potential patients.

Due to the neighborly tendency to think the best of people, it’s not until much later that everyone puts together the hints and odd behavior to realize the truth and discover the murdered bodies. (Although I have to wonder how many of the later “oh, that almost happened to me” stories were plausible and how many were exaggerated by those who wanted their share of the reflected infamy. Human nature doesn’t change that much over time, and I’ve seen what happens to a town where a normal-seeming person is revealed to be a serial killer.) Finally, mob justice runs rampant, with curious onlookers destroying the property for souvenirs and the family vanishing into history, leaving behind only skeletons and rumors.

The Series Overall

Geary’s unique, speckled art style looks like an old-fashioned pen-and-ink drawing, with thick lines and dark details. There’s no shading on the pages, just crosshatching to add weight to the settings and characters and lots and lots of lines to fill the shapes. The details make the stories real to the reader, and the people are often distinctive caricatures. The historical appearance echoes the content. His hand-done text is immediately recognizable, with slightly ball-tipped letters.

All the books in this series are well-researched, complete with bibliographies and hand-drawn maps. They provide fascinating views of different times and places, revealed through the worst of events. Geary also makes note of the surrounding culture, including popular entertainments and news of the day. Although lifestyles may have drastically changed, human passions remain timeless.

The NBM website has more information on this series. Geary created another historical comic series, Blanche Goes to New York, Blanche Goes to Hollywood (both from Dark Horse), and Blanche Goes to Paris (published by Headless Shakespeare Press). Geary also illustrated Cravan, about the life of a con artist, poet, and boxer who vanished in 1918.

Call for MOCCA Coverage

I’m going to MoCCA for the first time!

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The Museum of Comic and Cartoon Art is proud to announce MoCCA Festival 2009 will be held June 6th and 7th at the 69th Regiment Armory at Lexington Avenue and 25th Street in New York City.

Saturday only, but I’m looking forward to it!

If you or someone whose work you enjoy are exhibiting there, please let me know in the comments to this post! I’m making my list of people I must make sure to see.

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