Yeah, I'm ONE OF *THOSE* SANDMAN FANS.
Okay. I am not all that thrilled about LJ's latest privacy-circumventing tooliness, but this is not what is making my heart pound and my nails rake my face. It's the news that Eric Kripke may be in the lead to adapt The Sandman to TV.
Yes, you read that right. Pretty much the most amazing comic series of all time (I'm not going to argue this with anyone, IT IS TRUE), in the hands of the guy who brought us Supernatural. Now here's the thing. I adore SPN. Hell, I was fandom-monogamous for two years and change. The concept is amazing, the storytelling possibilities are wonderful, and I love the characters. But guys, Sandman ruined me for comics. I read it first, and nothing has ever been as good, not Y: The Last Man, not Promethea or anything else Alan Moore has done (all the same. damn. story, but let's not get into that), not anything; only Lucifer, Mike Carey's spinoff, even approaches the original for me, and I could go on about how it doesn't end well, for all its promise.
You know what Sandman was really missing? For Duma to yell out "Assbutt!" at the climax of Season of Mists.
This series is not rowdy Americana. And Kripke, I love you, but I do not trust you as far as I can throw you. Give this thing to HBO, for pete's sake. (eta: It seems talks with HBO had been ongoing this year, but fell through. WHY WHY WHY.) I would love to see a well produced TV series; it certainly lends itself more to the canon than a movie. But Kripke... look, the one episode of SPN that was most blatantly HI NEIL HI NEIL OMG NEIL NEIL NEIL *splooge!* was a fucking disaster. If you give Sandman the treatment I think you would -- occasional flashes of utter, unbelievable brilliance mired in AHHH AHHH WHAT IS HAPPENING -- please, just... don't.
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Yes, you read that right. Pretty much the most amazing comic series of all time (I'm not going to argue this with anyone, IT IS TRUE), in the hands of the guy who brought us Supernatural. Now here's the thing. I adore SPN. Hell, I was fandom-monogamous for two years and change. The concept is amazing, the storytelling possibilities are wonderful, and I love the characters. But guys, Sandman ruined me for comics. I read it first, and nothing has ever been as good, not Y: The Last Man, not Promethea or anything else Alan Moore has done (all the same. damn. story, but let's not get into that), not anything; only Lucifer, Mike Carey's spinoff, even approaches the original for me, and I could go on about how it doesn't end well, for all its promise.
You know what Sandman was really missing? For Duma to yell out "Assbutt!" at the climax of Season of Mists.
This series is not rowdy Americana. And Kripke, I love you, but I do not trust you as far as I can throw you. Give this thing to HBO, for pete's sake. (eta: It seems talks with HBO had been ongoing this year, but fell through. WHY WHY WHY.) I would love to see a well produced TV series; it certainly lends itself more to the canon than a movie. But Kripke... look, the one episode of SPN that was most blatantly HI NEIL HI NEIL OMG NEIL NEIL NEIL *splooge!* was a fucking disaster. If you give Sandman the treatment I think you would -- occasional flashes of utter, unbelievable brilliance mired in AHHH AHHH WHAT IS HAPPENING -- please, just... don't.
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