Month: June 2002

Some weeks ago, I posted an item with thoughts about Israel. Since then I got some supportive comments, and also a bunch of anti-Semitic foulness (saying Jews are a rat-like race who deserve to be exterminated, that kind of thing) warning me against discussing such things on my comics website. Because, y’know, where do I get off deciding what to talk about on my website? Since I don’t want to give any of those fine anti-Semitic folks the slightest impression that I might be taking their warning seriously, I thought I’d post my latest concern over what might happen next. And considering that two weeks ago I was commenting that I was worried Marvel might go up on the market now that things are going well, and now the Comicon “Splash” is reporting that very thing as a possibility, my worries tend to materialize.

A couple weeks ago, 17 Israelis were blown up. In retaliation, the Israelis dropped a bomb on Yassar Arafat’s bed, knowing that he wasn’t in it. Kill 17 Israelis, lose a mattress. Even the most jaded Middle East watchers were wondering what was up with that. How is even briefly pressing back in on Arafat but doing nothing beyond that commensurate with the loss of 17 lives?

And I keep thinking about Sean Connery in “The Untouchables,” telling Kevin Costner’s Elliot Ness how to take on Al Capone. He said, “You want to know how to get Capone? Here’s how you do it. He pulls a knife, you pull a gun. He sends one of yours to the hospital, you send one of his to the morgue. That’s the Chicago Way, and that’s how you get Capone.”

Here’s what concerns me. With anti-Semitism on the rise, with the Palestinians showing far less interest in a homeland than they are in simply killing Jews and killing Jews and killing Jews, the Israeli government may decide they’ve nothing left to lose. Imagine the following edict from Ariel Sharon (a guy with two girls’ names, so he’s already testy):

“The Palestinian people do not distinguish between innocent people and military targets, and believe they can kill Israelis with impunity and will continue to do so. Very well. We shall do likewise. If next week, a suicide bomber kills ten Israelis, we will round up a hundred Palestinians at random. Men, women, children, makes no difference. Men and women are killing us, and children are being raised to kill us, so they’re all the same. We’ll round them up, line them up and kill them. Boom, dead. If in retaliation a bomber kills a hundred Israelis, we will round up and execute a thousand random Palestinians. For every one Israeli who dies, ten Palestinians will die. And if this is upsetting to the Palestinian people, there’s an easy way to stop it: Stop blowing up Israelis. Your collective fate is in your hands.”

How would the world react to that? Well, they’d probably scream at Israel. But they’re doing that anyway. They’d probably lose sympathy for Israel. But they’re doing that anyway.

*Should* this happen? Am I hoping it will happen? God, no. It’s a barbaric notion.

But I’m afraid that, sooner or later, it might. Because that’s the Chicago Way.

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Well, Frank “Boom Boom” Balkin was up to the task, and got the straight info on the rumored “Supergirl” film reported on Filmjerk.com.

It turns out that (unbeknownst to the DC editors I queried) Akiva Goldsman really does have a Supergirl film in development. However, the assertion that the film consists of nothing more than a crunched down abridgment of the first fifty issues of my run on the comic is apparently without foundation. According to Goldsman’s people, the treatment would not be a version of any one particular Supergirl, but instead an agglomeration of several different comic book incarnations…the aim being to produce a dark and less-than-sunny version, which doesn’t sound like either version of Supergirl as I’ve written her. Based on that info, my guess is that the alleged treatment included on the Filmjerk website was a summary of the first fifty issues prepared by someone working for Goldsman as an informational piece (which would explain the specific references to the comics) rather than something by Goldsman himself intended to serve as a film treatment.

Nevertheless, I was dead wrong in thinking that the entire report was without foundation, and Filmjerk scooped everybody, including me. Although I guess I shouldn’t have been surprised, considering dámņëd near every DC character with any name recognition is in development these days. But because of that, it means very little that Goldsman is attached to it at this point. I mean, heck, who’d’ve thought that a Kevin Smith-generated Superman script based on Superman vs. Doomsday–the most high-profile, media-reported comic book confrontation in a decade–would have burned alive in development hëll? So those of you worrying that a Supergirl film would be a camp repeat of “Batman Forever,” keep in mind the odds of any film ever being made are very slim.

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I offer the two items without comment and allow you to draw your own conclusions.

THE ASSOCIATED PRESS (Oklahoma City)–June 12, 2002–Four in five Americans would give up some freedoms to gain security and four in 10 worry terrorists will harm them or their family, a new Gallup poll shows. About one-third of those polled favor making it easier for authorities to access private e-mail and telephone conversations. More than 70 percent are in favor of requiring US citizens to carry identification cards with fingerprints, and 77 percent believe all Americans should have smallpox vaccinations. “It was amazing the percentage of people who are willing to give up freedom to get back some sense of personal security,” said Elaine Christiansen, senior research director for The Gallup Organization. “These aren’t people who were necessarily near the Twin Towers, near the Pentagon, near the Murrah building. These are average people.”

BENJAMIN FRANKLIN–“Those who are willing to give up some essential liberties to obtain a little temporary safety deserve neither liberty nor safety.”

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Well if it’s not one thing, it’s another.

A website called “Filmjerk.com” is claiming (in a piece that openly admits it’s BS unless proven otherwise) that Akiva Goldsman is developing a “Supergirl” film treatment for Warners…a treatment which is a beat-for-beat description of the first fifty issues of my run on the book.

I personally tend to believe it’s utter nonsense. However, I have put my crackerjack West Coast Rep, Frank “Boom Boom” Balkin on it, and he’s checking it out. As soon as I hear back from him, I’ll relay the info to you folks. But I suspect that the entire thing is nonsense…which doesn’t stop the rumors from flying. I haven’t gotten quite as many questions about this as I have about the false “Shazam” story, but it’s starting to get up there.

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Busy day Saturday. In the morning, rehearsed for the production of “CHECKING OUT” that opens in one week at the Broadhollow Centre Stage at Molloy College on Long Island. In the afternoon, Kathleen and I (with Ariel on board) fought Belmont-generated traffic to drive way the hëll over to the depths of North Jersey for a party held by Kathleen’s boss at Del Rey Paperbacks. Shelly (for such is her name, and I hope I spelled it correctly) and her husband have a lovely house right on the lake, and Ariel spent practically the entire day canoeing.

The only extended time spent indoors was gathering around the telly to watch the running of the big race at Belmont. Personally, I didn’t give a dámņ about the Triple Crown. Didn’t care whether War Emblem finished Win, Place, Show, or at all. No, once they announced the horses, I was immediately rooting for Artax Too. Why? Because I liked “The Neverending Story,” and that was the name of the young hero’s horse who sank into a quicksand pit in a heartwrenching sequence guaranteed to send any viewer under the age of nine into hysterics. But I was realistic. Artax Too was a 70-to-1 shot, and I figured, What’s the likelihood of a 70-to-1 shot winning?

My luck. I was rooting for the wrong 70-to-1 shot. I could have looked like some kind of genius if I’d been pulling for Sarava, who as near as I can tell was named for an obnoxiously marketed Broadway musical of some years back based upon the film “Donna Flor and Her Two Husbands.” Chances are that if I’d been at the track, sheer perversity would have prompted me to lay down money on Sarava along with the other long-shot, and I’d have made a bundle of money. As it was, all I got out of the deal was traffic jams.

Does anyone know if Artax Too has actually crossed the finish line yet?

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Not being announced immediately.

When I hit upon the notion of having a reader write-in for a new YJ leader (a la the Legion of old), I realized my one window of opportunity to do it was issue #46. Why? Because #46 marked the return of Robin, and with some potential flux in both membership and leadership, that was the place to do it. Would that I had figured it out a year ago. So we put the reader-voting part of it into action as quickly as we humanly could, but deadlines caught up with us and there was simply no way we’d have a decision from the readership before the script for #46 was actually do.

So issue #46 of YJ ends in admittedly cruel fashion by leaving the question of leadership hanging. Still, we should have had it ready to announce with #47.

Well…no.

In a real life extravaganza evocative of Florida, several bags of mail–including a bag filled with ballots from readers–went astray from the DC mail room. By the time it was finally recovered (and it was), I had to have turned in the script for #47 and #48 as well. It’s not hanging chads, but it’s as close as you can get.

So readers ain’t finding out in #47 or 48 either. Yet the upcoming events required leadership decisions to be made. How to deal with it without knowing the identity of the leader? Easy. The leader speaks from off panel. It’s one of those moments when you’re really grateful for the silent medium of comics.

So issue #47 launches a four parter that has major impact on our cast and culminates in a double-sized guest-star packed extravaganza in #50…but the one thing it doesn’t have is the ID of the leader. That’s in #49.

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So this is how I get a message passed on to me in my house:

“Oh, dad. Somebody from Universal called four or five days ago about ‘The Hulk.’ I’ll go get the message; I wrote it down on a piece of paper and stuck it to the fridge. (Two minutes later.) I guess it got thrown out. They’ll probably call back.”

Ten minutes of screaming ensued as I envisioned Ang Lee saying, “Fine, if David couldn’t be bothered to call back, we’ll go to our next person on the list of people we have to do rewrites on the screenplay.” Well, it wasn’t about doing rewrites on the movie. Steve Saffel at Del Rey managed to put me together with the nice lady who had called here, namely Cindy Chang at Universal, who it turns out was calling me about the prospect of writing the novelization of the HULK movie. Apparently between the generally positive reception of the Spidey novelization and the fact that I do have *some* passing familiarity with the character, it was felt that I was the guy to turn the screenplay into a book.

And I said “Sure.” Because, y’know, why not? Which means, since I’m signing a non-disclosure agreement, that over the next months I will be *extremely* silent in terms of comments about the contents of the film. Although I do feel confident in saying that the Hulk will have absolutely no biological webspinners.

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