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Sunday, June 18, 2006

funny how some things just don't turn out the way they should be. people borrow my comics for a laugh. well, not comics exactly. more like graphic novels. well they are truly a source of inspiration, and why not? stan lee is really the creative oldie that everybody should think he is (but most don't though. sad.)

well, this is an extract from the pages of 'batman: the greatest stories ever told'.

the story is 'death strikes at midnight and three' (seriously, i can't get over the terribly constructed titles), by dennis o'neil and w.m. rogers. and may i say that the colouring by bill wray is just fantastic. well, anyway here goes:

it is a monster sprawled along 25 miles of eastern seaboard, stirring and seething and ever-restless. eight million human beings live on streets that, if laid end-to-end, would stretch all the way to tokyo, crammed into thousands of neighbourhoods from the fire-gutted tenements of chancreville, where rats nestle in babies' bedclothes and grandmothers forage in garbage cans, to the penthouses of manor row, where the cost of a single meal served by liveried servants would support an immigrant family for a year. it is countless chambers and crannies and corners in bars, boats, houses, hotels, elevators, offices, theaters, shacks, tunnels, depots, shops, factories, restaurants, newsstands, hospitals, junkyards, cemeteries, buses, cars, trains, trams, bridges, docks, sewers, parks, jails, mortuaries - the shelters of living and dead, millionaries and bums, fiends and saints.

napoleaon's army would search for a lifetime and leave places unseen.

an exceptionally energetic investigator could visit the likely ones in months.

brilliant. i'd be the happiest man on earth if i could write like that.


- wah-slau-eh!


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