gerry_conway_headshotThere’s been a lot of talk recently, in these days where The Avengers makes a billion and a half dollars at the box office and Robert Downey Jr. can make something like 20 million bucks for acting like an erratic drunk for a few hours – something he did for years for nothing, mind you – about how the actual comic creators who came up with these characters are often getting bupkis in exchange for their creations. Just a couple of weeks ago, Mark Waid made it clear that, despite having elements from his Superman: Birthright story used in Man of Steel, he will not be receiving, nor even expecting, any money:

So, no, I get no financial compensation for Man of Steel, nor does Grant Morrison whose words in ALL-STAR SUPERMAN were given voice by Russell Crowe, nor does John Byrne (maybe something for having created the robot Kelex, since that’s a character, not a concept like “Room full of Kryptonian embryos”), nor do the other writers and artists (other than creators Siegel and Shuster) whose contributions to the Superman myth were used in the film. And that’s okay. It’s not optimal, but we knew the rules going in. Hell, for me, honestly, the smile I got on my face the first time I heard lines from BIRTHRIGHT in the MoS trailer–the confirmation that I really did give something lasting back to the character who’s given me so much–is worth more to me than any dollar amount. (Your mileage may vary.)

And I have taken the sometimes unpopular stance that, while on a karmic basis, guys like Jack Kirby, Joe Simon, Joe Shuster, and Alan Moore might deserve more substantial financial consideration for their creations, the fact of the matter is that for the most part, that wasn’t the deal they signed. They signed work-for-hire deals, which meant that they got paid for the scripts, and whatever was actually, you know, in those scripts belonged to the guys writing the checks. And that is a harsh stance to take about an industry that produces some of the stories I love most in the world, and which despite billions in intellectual property value still requires things like The Hero Initiative to provide a safety net for creators, but the law is the law and the contract is the contract. I might have a more jaundiced view of such things than most, as my day job is with a technology company who required me to sign an agreement that any program I noodle out to solve a personal problem technically belongs to them, but regardless, the facts don’t change: if the contract doesn’t say you get any money, you don’t get any money.

Sometimes, however, the contract does say that you get some money… provided you can prove that someone is using your creation. Enter Gerry Conway, his (and many other creators’) deal with DC Comics, and the Comics Equity Project.

EDITOR’S NOTE: Rob here. Last night, while I was working feverishly on my Batman #13 review, Amanda watched the pilot for CW’s new Green Arrow based show, Arrow, and liveTweeted her impressions.

Having read her feed to catch up, well… the good news is, apparently there is plenty of room for improvement!

In the lull that follows the movie industry’s summer blockbuster, nigh hangover inducing after the likes of The Amazing Spider-Man, The Avengers, and The Dark Knight Rises, television network CW releases the most recent trailer for its great fall season hope, Arrow. Yes, it’s a new take on Green Arrow. Marketing apparently thought dropping the “Green” would make it sound more bad ass or something. But it’s still got the bones of the familiar story. Oliver Queen has been trapped on a deserted island somewhere on the ocean, north of China, for five years. That’s long enough to grow some stylin’ facial hair, hone his archery skills, and develop a taste for those little crabs that live in tidal pools vigilante justice! CW shoehorns in Dinah Lance (that’s the eventual Black Canary to the five of you who might watch this that are unfamiliar with the comic book) as an ex-girlfriend. We may see Speedy in the form of a druggie sibling. Wonder if the druggie sibling is going to lose an arm and have a child with a super villain? Now that would be bad ass.

Anyway, check out the new trailer after the jump.

So Preview Night is past us now, and while I know it’s not even theoretically possible that it was busier than last year – after all, Preview Night passes have been selling out since about 2009 – it sure feels like it was. A few years ago it was possible on preview night for someone to, say, get ripped to the tits on Stone Arrogant Bastard IPA for four hours before he doors opened and then cruise around the floor, staging stupid and adolescent photographs with the Jabba The Hutt prop at the Hasbro booth. If you tried that now, you would inevitably stumble into someone waiting in a truly horrific line for an exclusive S.H.I.E.L.D. Helicarrier playset, be unable to convince said line-waiter that you weren’t claim jumping, and wind up instigating a pathetic slapfight.

There is very little convention programming that occurs on Preview Night, so the action is centered on the main convention floor. The night’s original and intended purpose is to allow people who are attending the con to obtain exclusives, or who are looking for some particular, special item, piece of art or back issue, to have access to the vendors early and get the purchase out of the way so they can enjoy the rest of the convention. As such, any actual comic news is few and far between on Preview Night… but there is certainly some, and if there isn’t? There is spectacle.