Birthday Present

Since I accidentally posted something here from my personal blog, I thought I'd completely edit it into a present from me to you, my reading public. That present will be this wonderful post.

So I may recently seem down on mainstream superhero work. Well, there's a reason for that. It's mostly completely terrible. Any writer who thinks people give a good flying pee about more masked cyphers doing battle or yet another "controversial" take on a classic character is a tard. And I don't just mean "drools a little bit" tard, I mean "Jesus Christ, is that a person?" tard.

But do not assume that means all indie comics are golden manna sent down from Our Lord Groth. Because some of it is incredibly awful, as well.

Case in point: Joe Matt's Peepshow. Now I probably hate Peepshow than most people, but I've got good reason. I had to read it. It was the favorite comic of an ex of mine. She just LOVED it and would get every issue for me, force her back issues on me, etc. So I've read a lot of it and it's really so awful that it almost makes me like Chris Claremont's work.

To sum it up is fairly easy. It's autobio comics of the most self-obsessed variety. Matt examines his relationships, neuroses, and obsessions. And he's got plenty of them. He's obsessed with minority women, with pornography (and making mix tapes consisting only of "money shots"), Viewmaster reels, old comics, saving money (to the point that he pees in the sink or in jars so his water bill is lower) . . .he's a miserable person, from all accounts. He annoys his friends, mooches off everyone, all the while looking down his nose at everything.

It's insufferable. It's the daily life of someone you'd avoid if you knew him personally. It's poorly drawn, like a talentless guy who read one Crumb comic. It's terrible comics. It's a little shool girl's diary, except instead of ponies and cute boys she obsesses over Asian, Latin, and black women with disgusting fetishism and talks about porn like it's a friend.

I hate Peepshow.