Yes, of course Robert Vaughn was Napoleon Solo, the man from UNCLE. But he was also badass private op Harry Rule, cunning con artist Albert Stroller, the last of the Magnificent Seven, and so much more.
BECAUSE YOU DEMANDED IT! Well, one of you, anyway. Last week a reader challenged me to write about the most underrated James Bond film. So here it is. Plus a bunch of ancillary commentary about the 007 phenomenon in general.
So… WHY exactly were there so many silver motor homes tooling around in the post-apocalyptic hellscape of southern California ranch country in the 1970s, anyway?
Max Allan Collins is one of my favorite mystery writers, and my favorite of all his series, QUARRY, is now a new miniseries on Cinemax. How’d it turn out? Well, hugely different than expected, but in its own way, very cool.
The latest chapter in the Marvel Cinematic Universe will open on Friday November 4; Doctor Strange, Master of the Mystic Arts, Sorcerer Supreme and wielder of both the Eye of Agamotto and the Crimson Bands of Cyttorak, brings magic to the previously science-based world of Marvel movies. My favorite thing about Strange is the idea that he’s the guy in the guard tower. He is the one that keeps Earth safe from all the weird psychedelic hell-demons trying to infiltrate our reality and do Bad Stuff. The strip really cooks when it’s about the clash between our normal everyday world and the nameless things lurking in the next dimension over.
I’ve gone round and round with this issue in my head a lot over the years. But it was our friends at Radio Vs. The Martians that gave it a name. Sam Mulvey calls it “the Card line.” And Mike Gillis refers to it as “the Cosby problem.” I think they use it to mean roughly the same thing… the place where separating the art from the artist becomes impossible. But the more I think about it, the more those examples seem to me to be two different things.
Two weekends in a row, we did book festivals. The two of them couldn’t be farther apart in terms of their demographics and target audience. Except they’re really not. I’ll …