Spidey Reboot/My First Comic

7 12 2010

This week I’ve been following the latest happenings on the Spiderman film reboot and you know what? I think it looks like it might actually be pretty decent. I was never a huge Spidey fan growing up. My brother used to pick up the Complete Spiderman that Marvel UK used to print every month that collected all four of Webhead’s Yank titles in the early 90s and other than being rather taken with the Black Cat (pictured below) I can’t remember a story that really got me hooked.

Incidentally, I’ve always wanted a suitably saucy Black Cat tattoo, though with my arms basically covered and my chest saved for something else, I dunno where I’d put it to do Felicia justice. But back to the Spidey film. The addition of Emma Stone has certainly swayed me in a positive direction and while I was surprised she wasn’t cast as Mary Jane (they’re both ginger after all) judging by the photo below-she really looks the part as Gwen Stacy (I’ve posted a few piccys so you can compare and contrast coz I’m nice like that).

Pretty good-huh? I’ve always preferred Gwen over MJ anyway, though how that miserable bollocks Parker manages to snag these three ladies is beyond me. I’m convinced he’s the Lembit Opik of comics.

Keeping things in a comic vein-here’s a reprint of the My First Comic piece I wrote for AU a few months ago for my final comics pages. During the summer I had to scale back a little bit on the workload I was taking on, and I decided that after 3 years, the double page spread in the aforementioned mag had to go as there are only so many hours in the day. Don’t worry too much though True Believers, as I’ve pruned the piece down to a more manageable 400words a month.  Anyway, here’s the column.

My Favorite Comic

Edwin McFee

“Ok, as it’s our last ever comics section; the overlords of AU have allowed this writer a little self-indulgence, so here goes. My first real memory of comics and what feelings and thoughts they could provoke in a person was when I was about 7 and I was sitting in a dentist’s waiting room, bored out of my skull while my brother got his gob looked at. A mouthy sort as a child, my mother bought me a copy of Marvel UK’s Transformers to shut me up and it did the trick nicely. The story arc was called ‘Time Wars’ and I was utterly shocked as Galvatron got half of his face blown off and Shockwave descended into a madness that made Eastenders crackhead Phil Mitchell look like the most together dude in the world. After that, I started to collect every issue but as the quality of the comic went on a steady decline I soon binned off the title a few years later.

 “It was only when I was 11 that I really became a complete and utter fanboy. Myself and some friends at school decided to start picking up certain titles from the local newsagents and then we’d swap them around the class after each month. Some of the books I bought were the Punisher and Thor, but it was the Incredible Hulk in particular that struck a chord. At that time (back in 1991, when everyone wore check shirts and didn’t wash their hair, for those keeping score) writer Peter David was just starting to get into the real meat of his epic saga and his take on Bruce Banner’s condition is still as potent now as it was two decades ago. Nowadays I have hundreds of Hulk comics and paraphernalia (hell, I’ve even got a huge tattoo of ol’ Jade Jaws) as well as thousands of comics in general, and while I’m running out of room to house them all, I’d never part with a single issue as whenever life gets me down, I can always open one up and catch up with my friends Bruce, Betty, Rick and Marlo.”