BoingBoing points out a press release from Silver Bullet Comic Books about the English premiere of The Golem, a daily comic strip “featuring Israel’s first nanotechnology-powered superhero” on Ynetnews.
The strip is based on the book, The Golem, a mock history of the character’s path through Israeli comic books. Despite the lengthy volume’s extensive artwork showing The Golem in a series of comics and styles from the 1940s through 1990s, the “history” evoked is fake; none of the comic books in which The Golem is said to have starred actually were published.
The Golem, incidentally, is a MacGuffin used in transporting Joe Kavalier out of pre-WWII Prague in Michael Chabon’s Kavalier & Clay.
You know that feeling you go “home” after you haven’t been “home” for a while? Well, that’s how I felt when I went back to Infiltration.org just today. The site is your essential guide to urban exploration. Specifically, about “going places you’re not supposed to go.” Which I love (reminds me of spelunking at school in the UofWaterloo tunnels).
I wonder if the folks at Fox Blocker and re-jig this thing to block out only George Stroumboulopoulos from CBC TV.
(Thanks to Torontoist)
I don’t trust an American to write about 9/11. That culture doesn’t know anything about pathos.
In Saturday’s Weekend Post interview, Foer cites the Old Testament as a book that changed his life. What, the whole thing? Including Leviticus? Then he name-checks Bruno Schulz. Hey, back off, dude. Schulz is mine and I will guard him with the same passion that a high-school kid will guard a band that he liked first before anyone else. I found Schulz completely by accident in a Kraków bookstore in 2002 after the book had been out for fourteen years. (My copy of Schulz’s stories has an intro by Updike, who also reviewed Foer’s latest for the New Yorker—spooky.) Where were you then, Foer? Oh, you had probably already visited Schulz’s house in Drohobycz, Ukraine as you researched your first novel. Fine! We’ll share Schulz, but Gombrowicz is mine. Well, mine and Kundera’s and Zagajewski’s…
