Posts Tagged ‘time slip’

Kicking it with Ian McShane

Friday, May 30th, 2008

There is a guest strip by us on Scary Go Round today. Drawn by the keeper of the Flying Monkey Comics legacy, Andrew Livesey, and written by me, it features Antiques based rogue Lovejoy, sorry Lovelace getting into some time travel shenanigans.

“Guest strip” implies that we were specifically headhunted by SGR creator John Allison, his people spoke to our people, deals were brokered, and we completed the strip for an obscene amount of cash. And chicks. Nothing could be further from the truth, of course. As big fans of Scary Go Round, we entered the Feats of Strength competition, and were lucky enough to get picked for glory, adulation, and a freak spike in our page hits.

It wasn’t plain sailing though. This collaboration lark is a nightmare. These bloody artists can’t stick to the script to save their lives. The story was originally about the plight of impoverished French farmers in the nineteen twenties!

Anyway, be sure to check out Scary Go Round a week from now because that strip is so awesome it will make you shit out your spleen through your eyeballs.


Hoisted By My Own Retard(edness)

Friday, August 1st, 2008

Recently on The Collings and Herrin Podcast, Richard Herrin (Herring) has been expounding on the merits (and otherwise) of the 90s sitcom Goodnight Sweetheart. If you remember, it featured Nicholas (you plonker, Rodney) Lyndhurst as a bloke that regularly time slipped in order to commit bigamy in the 1940s. Not exactly the most sympathetic protagonist for a sitcom. What’s more, he would play Beatles songs to his hapless wartime pals and claim them as his own. What a dick.

I thought I was being incredibly smart when I wrote this Scary Go Round strip, which references an earlier SGR story in which Shelley travels back in time, plays Beatles songs and claims them as her own.?Hey, I’m sure that idea has been used many times before and since, but I thought it was pretty funny to suggest that Shelley had got the idea from the aforementioned, morally dubious sitcom.

Except I didn’t. In my script Shelley mentions “As Time Goes By”, which is something completely different, apparently a sitcom about Geoffrey Palmer getting it on with Judi Dench. So that clever clever gag of mine doesn’t work at all. Which makes me about 85% stupider than I would have done had I not bothered. In future I must remember to fact check anything I write, particularly if it’s something that’s going on a really popular website.


6 Degrees of Francis Bacon Day 6: The Doctor

Thursday, August 6th, 2009

It used to be true that if you want to know how old a British person is, just ask them to describe Doctor Who (yes, yes, I know that’s not his name). The unprecedented popularity of the new version may have changed all that however, with most people looking to the current incumbent of the role  – many people have played the part due to a mysterious Gallifreyan process known as “recasting” (gag nicked from TVCream).

“My” Doctor, like that of many others who grew up in the 70s and 80s (seeing as he held the role for the longest time) was bone fide Great British Eccentric Tom Baker, now probably best known for his narration on Little Britain (on which he seemingly reprises his role of Lionel Nimrod). I spent many Saturday evenings being absolutely terrified by his inexplicable antagonists – like that woman made out of shells that grew out of a disembodied hand, or that big penis shaped thing that lived in a lighthouse and sucked the life out of people. It’s possible that I don’t remember some of this stuff exactly.

I think it was all so scary because I didn’t have a hope of understanding it. It was a show full of horrors, unfathomable alien presences appearing like ghosts out of the darkness, and generally fucking with powerless human idiots. Many years after it had traumatised me as a child I came across an episode called City of Death, which featured Julian “General Veers” Glover tearing off his face to reveal a tentacley Lovecraftian monstrosity. It was a bit of a disappointment to rewatch that scene and see him very nearly pulling off the monster face along with the human one.

I have a bit of a theory about Doctor Who. His look is generally inspired by stuff that was going on a few years previously. OK, William Hartnell was just this old professor dude, but Patrick Troughton had a Beatle cut and Jon Pertwee looked like he could’ve hung out on Carnaby Street with The Pretty Things and Tomorrow. Tom Baker’s look is totally 70s, all hair and natural fibres,  actually in a certain light he’s a dead ringer for Orinoco. Peter Davison’s Doctor is all a bit Brideshead Revisited, and the Colin Baker and Sylvester McCoy incarnations both look like ghastly multicoloured 80s childrens’ entertainers. Of course the theory falls down a bit at this point when we get to Paul McGann, though I’m not sure “Whovians” even count him as canon? The boys over at MMM/Fantragic would be able to tell you. David Tennant is pure Britpop though, he looks like one of The Bluetones.


The idea behind this picture, as suggested by Mr Jeremy Marshall over at the 6 Degrees of Francis Bacon group on Facebook, was to draw The Doctor in the style of Peter Blake. All well and good, except that I’m not the John Sessions of comics, so the best I can hope for is a picture with some vaguely Blakeish pop arty 60s references. Although Tom Baker was the 70s Doctor… ah well, enjoy.

So that means I need something cool to draw that connects in some way to Doctor Who, Tom Baker, Peter Blake or anything else suggested here. Suggestions are very much appreciated here in the blog comments, on my Twitter feed, or at the Facebook Group.