It’s not often that I get a dose of the feels from a graphic novel, but then I don’t often read graphic novels about stolen pets trying to find their way home. Sure, these pets may have terrifyingly weaponised exoskeletons, heightened senses to match, and be capable of taking down large armies should they wish to, but that’s by the by. In We3, said stolen pets – a dog, a cat, and a rabbit – have become experimental prototypes of a new kind of army […]
What even is this nonsense I just wrote.
Okay, so, context: 1. Superman is my favorite superhero. I have been smitten since watching the old Fleischer Technicolor Superman cartoons my dad bought me on VHS when I was five years old, but the big oaf became a life-long love in 1994 when Lois & Clark premiered on TV. Each iteration I’ve seen since has only made me love the character more (excepting Man of Steel and its sequel, which do not represent anything that I love about the character, which in fact actively takes […]
I am the Walrus.
You have no frame of reference here, Robyn. You’re like a child who wanders into the middle of a movie and wants to know. . .