Tag: Conan

FlashCast 33 – Teddy Bear Picnic

FlashCast 33 - Teddy Bear Picnic[audio:http://traffic.libsyn.com/skinner/FlashCast033.mp3](Download/iTunes)

Hello, and welcome to FlashCast episode thirty-three – prepare yourself for bears, alternate realities, The Eremite, Conan Vs Fright Night, and the rest of Chinatown.

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Fresh Fish, with Threedayfish

Contact Fish at his Facebook Page or on Twitter.

This week’s reviews – Conan (2011):

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AND Fright Night (2011)

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A Spot of Bother:

Find Jeff at @PleaseLynchMe or at the Spot of Bother Blog

If you go out in the woods today, you're sure of a big surprise.
If you go out in the woods today, you're sure of a big surprise.

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New York Minute:

Find Barry at http://bmj2k.com or on twitter
Chinatown, circa 1941 - found at http://www.flickr.com/photos/maiabee/2759164827/

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Backroom Plots:

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Art of Narration

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Barbarian Arithmetic

Yesterday’s post got me thinking on the funny books of my youth.

When I was a kid, I used to pick up a lot of the magazine-sized Conan comics. I loved the gritty black and white art, and the general swashbuckling, but somewhere between thirteen and sixteen I came to realize that Conan’s largest problem year-after-year wasn’t actually the dark magic of Thoth-Amon, it was math.

The Savage Sword Of Conan

In the earliest issues, every fight was a concern. Conan fighting two people at once involved a lot of ornate cussing and some doom-talk from the narrator. The problem was, just as with televisions, there was nowhere to go but up: three, four, five people at once – his enemies began to look less like swordsmen and more like angry soccer teams comprised of late-’80s WWF wrestlers.

If the books are still running, I have to assume by now his enemies are facing him in lengthy, easy to trim, rows – or feasibly they march along in single file as Conan cranks a comically over-sized meat grinder.