Making Comics the Veronica Mars Way?

Last week on his Tumblr, Nick Spencer shared his plans for the Supergirl run he was supposed to write but didn't get to because everything got all New 52'ed.  Basically, Kara was going to end up leading a de facto team made up of other young heroes like the Batgirl (Steph), Robin (Damian), Blue Beetle (Jaime), Static, and others (as seen in the unused Amy Reeder Justice League #1-esque cover above).  The hope was that it might lead to a new Young Justice down the line.  And here's the thing... this sounds awesome.  I don't want to say it sounds better than the comics we ended up getting instead, but it certainly sounds more in line with my particular sensibilities.  And given that Spencer wrote what I think is the best Jimmy Olsen story of at least the past 30-40 years, I'm pretty confident he'd have brought the good here, too.

So, of course, I started dreaming up scenarios in which these comics could (or did) happen.  Most involved breaking the currently known laws of physics, and at least one followed the plotline of Misery a little more closely than is healthy.  But then I remembered Veronica Mars.

Unless you've been in a coma or, you know, just don't care, you probably know that Veronica Mars creator Rob Thomas is going to at last make the long-dreamed-of series-continuing/ending movie thanks to a wildly successful Kickstarter campaign that raised it's $2 million goal in less than a day.  This has made a lot of people very happy, because yay more Veronica, but it has also made a lot of other people very angry because a major studio managed to get a project funded via an outlet that ideally should be used by smaller, less Global Multimedia Conglomerate Monolithy creators to make their ideas a reality.  While I certainly understand that latter sentiment and wonder how it will change the entire crowdsourcing model for good or ill... yay, more Veronica!

But if said Global Multimedia Conglomerate Monolith could make one of their dreamed of projects a reality by going directly to the fans who want to see it, couldn't they do it again?  What's to stop DC from saying "You want to see Nick Spencer's Supergirl, more Steph Brown Batgirl by Bryan Q. Miller, some Ted Kord Blue Beetle stories, comics set pre-Flashpoint/pre-COIE/pre-anything?  If enough of you pony up enough up front to make it profitable, we'll put it out."  Or Marvel could source funding for, say, Essential editions of Master of Kung Fu, Micronauts, Rom, Shogun Warriors, or whatever... donate enough to re-secure the character rights, produce the book, and turn a profit, and it's all yours.

I'm not saying I think this is going to happen, nor do I necessarily think it should - sooner or later, diminishing returns will kick in and you'll get people begging for your support to reprint and complete Sonic Disruptors or something - but thanks to Rob Thomas and company, that cat's out of the bag and at the very least the possibility exists.  Maybe that's a good thing. 

And it certainly cuts down on the possibility of me smashing John Rogers's legs with a sledge hammer so he'll stop thinking about escape and just write me more Blue Beetle stories, dammit.  That has to be a plus.

So let's make the most of this be-YOO-tee-ful day...

Fred Rogers would've been 85 today.  No, scratch that.  Fred Rogers should have been 85 today.  Fred Rogers should be all the ages.  Fred Rogers should be immortal.  I suppose, thanks to having done his program for a few decades, he is after a fashion, but it takes some real doing to find airings on the schedule now.  My own son is past the man's intended audience age bracket (and, sadly, would loudly tell you so himself given the chance), but still, it's just always nice to know that Mister Rogers' Neighborhood is out there somewhere, ready to gently (but always honestly) help explain the world and emotions and life itself to pre-school aged kids.  Heck, it's nice to get that every now and then as an adult, too.  I like checking back in on Fred's TV address and surrounding environs, and the Neighborhood of Make-Believe, and Someplace Else, and Westwood, and and's relaxing, it's reassuring.

There are people out there who don't like Mister Rogers (the program or the man), who find the shows slow, or insipid, or even phony.  I always feel bad for those people, and wonder just how cynical and ugly their lives must be to bring them to such a point.  But I try to understand and accept them, because that's what Mister Rogers would probably do, and most likely with a smile.

I never met the man (which I am surprisingly regretful about), but he and his TV show played such an important part of my childhood that I still can't help but consider him a friend and, yes, neighbor, and he is and always will be missed.

And I'm pretty sure he's at least partly responsible for my lifelong appreciation of cardigan sweaters and comfortable footwear, but that's neither here nor there.

Thtand back, muthkateerths!

Some days are just Duck Amuck days.

Just thinking out loud here.

I remembered the other day that, after the reception Joseph Gordon-Levitt's character got from audiences in the wake of The Dark Knight Rises, DC was interested in adding  John Blake to the Batman comics.

And, well, it looks like there's probably a job opening up in Gotham pretty soon.

I have no evidence to back this up of course, and as Siskoid pointed out in the comments the other day, some folks think it might actually open up the possibilities of bringing Steph Brown or Cassie Cain into the New 52 at last.  Now that I'd actually prefer (not that I'm opposed to seeing Blake come into the comics, either, as he was one of the few things I really liked about that movie), but I'm not going to hold my breath.

Pretty Sketchy: Girl of Steel, Pants of Hot

The 70s-era, hot pants-attired Supergirl was drawn by Bill Walko, creator of the web comic The Hero Business, and picked up at Rhode Island Comic Con in November 2012.  Bill was super nice and we bonded a little over the fact that it was probably Ramona Fradon's cover depiction of a pouty Supergirl on the cover of Super Friends #37 that instilled a lifelong appreciation for the Girl of Steel (especially in this costume) in us both.