Meet The New Boss…

So after a long morning complaining that money ruins comics…

…we must end our broadcast day with a pile of comics released today that prove that paid comics on proven properties can, in fact, pique the interest.

Just look at this take! We’ve got Astonishing X-Men with Art Adams art (Not a palindrome, no matter what Mr. Adams would like you to believe), Wolverine and the X-Men, new Walking Dead, Green Wake (Which, despite the fact that you just heard about it, you should be reading), Brian Azzarello’s and Eduardo Rizzo’s Spaceman, and a ton of other good shit that we will try like hell to read and review for you!

In the meantime, it’s beer o’clock, which means: see you tomorrow, suckers!

Hey, Kids! Sausage! or: (One Hundred) Thirty Pieces of Silver

It’s almost Halloween, comics fans! So you want to see something really scary?

That’s the check. The check that Jack Liebowitz , publisher of National Allied Publications, doing business as Detective Comics, Inc., cut to Jerry Siegel and Joe Shuster, for the rights to Superman. Forever. In perpetuity.

For a hundred and thirty clams. Or about two grand in today’s dollars. Which means that in Manhattan prices, they were paid about a case of beer, a carton of cigarettes and a week at the YMCA. In exchange for fucking Superman.