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March 18th, 2006

My favorite superhero

The best superhero for burgeoning writers in the past was undoubtedly Doctor Strange. He wasn't super-strong or fast or hot; no, he did it all with words. It was all about knowing and using the right words with Doctor Strange. Sure, he had a couple of magical devices, too (like the All-Seeing Eye of Agamotto), but those weren't going to save him when the Dread Dormammu really got nasty. Nope, he had to use the right words.

(It didn't hurt that he was also the only superhero apparently living in sin with his girlfriend; they were obviously having sex, but the idea of marriage was far too mundane for Doctor Strange and the lovely Clea.)

So last night I looked in the mirror and saw my silver temples* (which grow out in perfectly defined little patches), and I turned to Ricky Lee and said, "I just had a sudden revelation: That son-of-a-bitch Doctor Strange dyes his hair!"

To which Ricky Lee quipped, "Yes...but he does it magically."

Is it any wonder we're living in happy sin together, just like Doctor Strange and Clea?

*=We gray early on mom's side of the family. No, it's true. Shut up!

Re-e-print

Forgot to mention this cool little webzine that asked to reprint my article from an issue of HORROR magazine a few years back, "Have Special Effects Killed Horror?":

http://www.horror-wood.com/sfx.htm

Lots of good stuff for lovers of horror cinema there, especially older films.