Showing posts with label buddy bradley. Show all posts
Showing posts with label buddy bradley. Show all posts

7/30/2009

well, read



B.P.R.D.: Hollow Earth
This coming Saturday morning, I'm attending my first graphic novel reading group (read "book club") meeting; Hollow Earth is the book for discussion this time 'round.
Not knowing much about the Hellboy universe (in which this is set -- centering around Abe Sapian, Liz Sherman, Johann Krauss, and Roger the Homunculus) beyond that set forth with the movie adaptations, I occasionally felt that I was missing things throughout the main story arc. But, all in all, it was enjoyable and a quick read. I don't know if I'll return to the series after this book, but it could happen.





The Bradleys -- Peter Bagge

A collection of Bagge's 1980s work in Neat Stuff that introduced the Bradley family, from which he would supplant eldest child Buddy into 1990s Seattle for Bagge's seminal comic Hate. If nothing else, Bagge's work serves as a wonderful time capsule for each of his respective eras.





City Boy -- Edmund White
This one doesn't hit stores until September, but I just finished an advance proof of the book. And as usual, White knocks one out of the ballpark. Labelled a "memoir," White's latest focuses least of all on White himself, instead placing the spotlight(s) on the number of celebrities and personalities that White knew while living in NYC during the 1960s and 70s. John Ashbery, James Merrill, Christopher Isherwood, Vladimir Nabokov, Thom Gunn, Susan Sontag, and many, many others -- White offers wonderful insight and shares wonderful anecdotes about all of them.





Our Man in Havana -- Graham Greene
Yet another read for yet another book club (my therapist wants me to get out and meet some more/new people, so this is my attempt) -- this one focusing more on "classic" literature.
This is my first time reading Greene, and so far so good. He reminds me a lot of Waugh. And I like Waugh a lot. A whole lot.

6/03/2009

Tardy to the party



I'm about 20 years late...but, I think I'm falling in love Peter Bagge, and especially Buddy Bradley.
The 'Buddy' stuff reminds me of the Pacific NW I fell in love with nearly 15 years ago, the Pacific NW I spent 10 years pining for and planning to move to. A lot has changed since the mid-90s, but my love for the area has yet to burn out.