Temple of Al Khazneh at Petra, Jordan, ca. 1900
I have stood here in the noon-day sun.
Then I changed my camel for a horse because of all the substances in this world, the ONLY thing I am allergic to is camel hair. I was nearly blinded by my watering eyes. But some nice guy from India changed me his horse for my camel and I could finally make some speed without feeling like my face was sealing up. That damn camel hair is the main reason I can't become a Middle East nomadic tribal leader. You can't get away from those damn camels around the tents of the Bedouin.
This is an old cover but it represents all that is wrong with Rob Leifeld. Where is he lately? He's the one major comic artist who NEVER got better over time.
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In all fairness to Rob Liefeld...
(I never thought I would ever write that.)
A few weeks ago, I attended the Mr. Olympia Expo 2014 at the Las Vegas Convention Center. It was like going to a comic book convention: booth after booth selling merchandise (workout wear, diet supplements, personal training programs, etc), attended by starry-eyed fanboys.
My big takeaway was that there are people who look like Liefeld drawings. There are men with three-foot-wide shoulder-spans and pecs four inches thick. There are women with volleyball-sized breasts and tiny waists.
Dear Rob Liefeld: you are and always will be an awful artist. But, God help us, some people do look like that.
I saw liefeld's got his own app and he'll even answer questions that are posted...though probably not ones like: "hey rob, why do you suck so hard?"
So we'll never see that grand epic film "Cal of Arabia" then?
No, unless we set it in the Prairies and we ban all camel hair coats from the set. I only weep openly when the script calls for it. I have to same policy for full frontal nudity as well.
And action.
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