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Click for full imageGood Show Sir Comments: Strong wind from the left or incoming knife from the right
Published 1991
(Average: 4.38 out of 10)
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Good Show Sir Comments: Strong wind from the left or incoming knife from the right
Published 1991
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October 6th, 2016 at 12:45 pm
So…has he been stabbing at the neutral background, or what, precisely?
There is literally nothing appealing about this cover at all.
October 6th, 2016 at 12:46 pm
Revamping the Cheeky Girls? It might just work!
October 6th, 2016 at 1:05 pm
There may be one or more hermaphrodites on this cover. Still boring though.
October 6th, 2016 at 2:49 pm
For a long time, I’ve been casting about for a word or phrase that could fill the Christ, What an Asshole niche on this blog. I think fred’s on to something with ‘There may be one or more hermaphrodites on this cover’.
October 6th, 2016 at 3:31 pm
Previously published as “Jihadi John: The London Years.”
October 6th, 2016 at 3:51 pm
Because nothing says “amusing cultural commentary” like:
• an author named “Storm”
• the word “fulfilments”
• a levitating bloody dagger (ripped off from Macbeth)
• a clawed, black hooded ninja wannabe
• the least sexy cleavage image ever created
Christ, what an asshole . . . .
October 6th, 2016 at 4:18 pm
Open auditions at the freak show.
October 6th, 2016 at 4:20 pm
There must be open auditions at the freak show. These two look they’re trying to be professionally weird.
October 6th, 2016 at 4:25 pm
So THAT’s what happened to Muriel Gray.
October 6th, 2016 at 4:50 pm
The cord on the dagger hilt isn’t blowing the same direction as the blood droplets or the strings on our telekinetic faux-jihadi’s outfit. And what’s with the punk girlfriend?
October 6th, 2016 at 6:20 pm
I’ll just let Dawn sum it up for you:
Hi
I returned my book to the library so I’m going by memory – which is
bad at best…
When I first found out the 3rd book was from Cal’s POV I was so
excited. Love him.
Starting out with him arriving in the new city looking for work/
lodging was a good lead-in, interspersed with him beginning to write
down his history. I loved going right back to before he was incepted.
It was interesting (though not suprising) to find out he was gay when
he was human. Kind of sad him and Seel had to run away after Seel’s
mom found them together but I guess sooner or later they would have
been found by Wraeththu and incepted anyway.
We first get an inkling of Cal somehow being special because Wraxilan
wants to get him with pearl. Cal was lucky not to be killed for
refusing, yet again showing he had something special for Wraxilan to
spare him that. Zack was an interesting character too. I like that we
found out that Cal lied to Pellaz when they first met about what
happened to his friend Zack, for obvious reasons LOL. Naughty Cal.
Ok bad memory time – was it Panthera or Pantherine? I think Pantherine
was the nickname Cal called him. Anyway love love Panthera. So tough
and mysterious yet vulnerable and damaged. I was relieved that his
parents accepted him when he returned to them – I was so worried they
wouldn’t. His love for Cal was deep and kinda broke my heart. 🙁
October 6th, 2016 at 7:40 pm
Are ‘fulfilments’ the same thing as ‘fewmets’?
October 6th, 2016 at 7:47 pm
Here’s what happened: The publisher opened the illustrator file and got that message “font not found” and they just went with the default font.
October 6th, 2016 at 7:56 pm
I think they are in an art gallery posing for a cute selfie in front of a painting of the dagger.
October 6th, 2016 at 8:33 pm
@DeadStuff—I thought that was spelled “phewmets.”
I’ll bet Dawn spells it that way, and also seeks fulfilments, although with her bad memory and all she probably can’t recall ever using either “word.”
October 6th, 2016 at 11:23 pm
The blood drops and cord directions make sense if the dagger is supposed to be spinning clockwise. There’s even a semi-circular arc of blood drops to the right of the dagger that is probably supposed to suggest that. Why the artist didn’t choose to use motion blur to suggest motion is beyond me.
October 7th, 2016 at 1:46 pm
What I’m trying to figure out is, is New-Wave William H. Macy trying to push telekinetic faux-jihadi out of the way, or does faux-jihadi have a disembodied hand growing out of his right hip? Also, what’s with the balaclava snorkel?
October 7th, 2016 at 6:21 pm
@Mister Dalliard: Now that you mention it, yeah. It’s actually hard to tell if the dagger is supposed to be spinning at all – but floating knives always look cooler when spinning.
October 8th, 2016 at 8:59 pm
The dagger conundrum is simple,the wind is blowing one way at the top and the opposite way at the bottom,as its a very big dagger very, very far away !
October 12th, 2016 at 2:34 pm
The new ISIS recruitment poster failed to attract new Jihadists.
October 15th, 2016 at 2:07 am
@Ikari Gendo – Did you trademark that phrase “professionally weird?” If not, I am totally going to start using it to describe some people.
January 16th, 2021 at 2:55 pm
RIP Storm Constantine – she must have been lucky with the covers if this is the only one of hers on the site.
January 16th, 2021 at 4:17 pm
@THX 1139 – and at only 64? What a crying shame.
November 18th, 2022 at 10:12 pm
(After a respectful delay)
If this is anything like the Fulfilment Centres run by Amazon, Fate and Desire will be left in next door’s wheelie-bin after the driver takes a photo of the door from 100 metres away and then tells HQ you weren’t in.
November 19th, 2022 at 11:57 pm
@Tat: And the report will say “Handed directly to customer.” Which happens exactly 0% of the time unless you happen to be within arm’s reach of your mailbox AND he’s managed not to put it in next door’s wheelie bin before getting to your house. Or possibly 6 doors down the street, like a couple of packages I got for a neighbor last month, on two different days.
(The second misdelivery was his name, with an address that doesn’t exist on this street, but luckily I’d met him the week before [when I DID hand it directly to him] and remembered the house and name.)
I’m saying, you can Desire all you want, but Fate decrees it’s the bin.