Dave,
thanks for the info. I don't regularly
check the Firefly forum, but I'm glad to know about these comics. My mom used to let me bike down Anderson Road to the Super Drive In. Back then, I could get four comics and some gum or three comics, gum and a cola for a dollar. I was stunned when
The Avengers increased to twenty-five cents. At age seven, I was forced to decide whether to stay with Marvel or switch to DC since their
prices were still only twenty cents. I stayed with Marvel, to my vast satisfaction. When I quit buying comics,
The Uncanny X-Men was fifty cents.
Sad to say, but comics just don't contain magic for me anymore. The first reason this is true is because I'm older. We all age. And like Benedick says, "but doth not the appetite alter? A man loves the meat in his youth that he cannot endure in his age." The second reason is that the superhero stories don't end. Peter Parker was seventeen in 1962. He'll turn sixty-nine this August... but is he now sixty-eight in the comics? I would say, "I doubt it"... but first I'd have to know which Spider-Man we are talking about. The Amazing Spider-Man, The Spectacular Spider-Man, Spider-Man 2099, Peter Parker: Spider-Man, the Ultimate Spider-Man, Mangaverse Spider-Man, Spider-Man 1602, Spider-Man 2211, Spider-Man: Chapter One, Spider-Man: India, etc, etc, ad nauseum. Oh wait, then there's Ben Reilly,
Mac Gargan, Spider-X, Doc Oc, etc, ad nauseum, ad infinitum.... There was a
beginning to the story and then a never ending middle.... There's no satisfaction.
The third and fourth reasons revolve around
money. $3.99 just sticks in my craw. It does. I can't lie. Comics are a medium of storytelling for kids. Twenty-four bucks for a six issue story arc? I could get two Harry Potter or Percy Jackson
books for that much! I remember biking in the Tennessee summer sun down to the SDI. I knew where the potholes were. I knew which dogs chased bikes. I knew when to keep up speed for hills. I always checked on the minnows and night crawlers at the bait shop. I'd count the dead ones on top. I was a mile from home without a bike helmet, without a
cell phone, without ID, without
backup. The world was an enormous adventure. I had to save up my allowance for a month to make that trip. Now, I drive my
air conditioned car while listening to talk radio. I've traveled the world. I've lived and worked overseas. I have the $3.99 to throw away on comics, but I just don't get the bang for my buck anymore.
Finally, since I have the time and money and because the world is now
connected to my house, I can binge watch or read anything. Netflix will let me overdose on
A Game of Thrones whenever I want.
Amazon will get me all of
The Wheel of Time tomorrow, if I so desire. I could discipline myself to watch one episode of LOST every day and it would take me four months to finish... BUT, I have to wait thirty days for a new comic. No
thanks. I guess I'm too impatient. Why do they insist upon a monthly schedule? The publisher should put a team on it and produce enough material at once for a omnibus edition. I'd buy that. I'd drive down to the comic
book store on North Wadsworth Blvd (the one with the life size Hulk statue) and buy it today. As my mother always said, "Immediately, if not sooner!"
I love
Firefly. I've posted on the threads discussing the individual members of the crew. I desire to know more of the story. I just wish it was in a medium I like, at a price that does not anger me, in a satisfying dose at one time, with a magical feel, and without seemingly dragging on past any sense of original purpose.
It irks me to spend $4 for a comic, but I'd spend it on a Joss Whedon made
Firefly episode in a hearbeat. If he gave us another season of fourteen more episodes, I gladly shell out $56. I'd be willing to double that... I'd invite friends over and we'd have dinner and a show!