Great Newbury Comics gift certificate deal

I know a lot of you Poesters are Mass. residents, so I thought I’d pass along this promotion by WRKO: $40 Newbury Comics gift certificates for $20. You can only order online, so it’ll cost you $24 with the shipping, but it’s still free money.  Free money that has to be spent at Newbury Comics, but I know I’ll definitely be spending at least $20 at Newbury anyway within the next couple of months.

They’re going to run out soon, though, so if you want one, order now.

Review > Orko & Prince Adam (Masters of the Universe Classics, Mattel)

There are a few toys I distinctly remember getting as a kid, and one of them was Orko. I don’t remember where we found him, but I know we brought him back to my grandparents’ house on Burton Terrace, where I revved up his ripcord on the coffee table and sent him spinning around.

Even as a kid, I recognized the fact that most of the original MOTU figures didn’t look a whole lot like their cartoon counterparts. He-Man was far more muscled, and his face didn’t look anything like the friendly Filmation character. Orko, however, actually looked like his cartoon counterpart (no, not as much as the new one, but to a degree that was about standard for toys at the time). There was something really appealing about that.

It’s interesting that Mattel chose to pair Orko with Prince Adam, because I’ve always felt the same way about both figures: they’re interesting to me because they’re “story” characters whose toys were inspired by the cartoon, rather than the other way around. To me, Orko and Prince Adam made the cartoon more real in a way a lot of the other figures didn’t.

Some fans dislike Orko, some fans out-and-out hate him as representing the more childish aspects of their favorite franchise (which, just to remind you, is called “He-Man”). Others dislike Adam for similar reasons, preferring a more barbaric He-Man who never transmogrifies into the weak, Clark Kent-like Adam.

I love them both. (more…)

Toy Aisle Trolls > Plastic Manhandled

Toy Aisle Trolls is a feature highlighting acts of vandalism to in-store toy items. If you find a ruined package, a stolen figure, a swapped-out figure, or any other such acts, take a photo (cell phone photos are fine if they’re not blurry) and email them to poe AT poeghostal.com. Also, please note: I’m deliberately being over-the-top with my condemnation of these people–I don’t actually wish bodily harm upon them. Just severe mental anguish.

Poester The Flash III found this jackass’s magnum opus:

I was at Target today and noticed this new BB&TB set. There were 3 of them, but one seemed to be missing something. The package had clear indications on the sides that it had been opened, so I’m not sure if it was a return or someone just took old Plas and put him in his purse.

Pic of the Day

Neo Henshin Cyborg

Neo Henshin Cyborg by Face Ache

Review > Young Eleanor & Little Sister (Bioshock, NECA)

Roger Ebert recently brought down quite a controversy on his head by stating his belief that videogames can never be art. It’s a surprisingly Grumpy Old Man position for someone who’s usually as reasonable as Ebert, but given his age, reputation and so forth, I guess he’s allowed a few of those.

If I were to attempt to refute his argument, though, I think the first exhibit I’d offer would be Bioshock. Created by 2K (formerly and now once again Irrational) Games and published in 2007, Bioshock is a first-person shooter that bursts the conventions of the genre by offering not just a great story (gamers had seen that before, i.e., Half-Life & Half-Life 2) and the usual great graphics, but by having an incredible, cohesive artistic vision and even introducing players to a little bit of philosophy. As I watched the opening intro to that game, and the bathysphere came up over the ridge to reveal the underwater city of Rapture, I knew Bioshock was going to be–ahem–a game-changer.

One of the game’s moral quandaries is whether to “harvest” or “rescue” the Little Sisters–corrupted little girls who have been transformed by mad scientists into living generators of ADAM, a sort of genetic mana that allows you to gain all sorts of superpowers. Protected by the iconic Big Daddies (cyborgs in giant diving suits), Little Sisters haunt the dying city of Rapture, harvesting ADAM from corpses and chattering mindlessly to their Big Daddy escorts. (more…)

Toy Aisle Trolls > White Out Whiteout

Toy Aisle Trolls is a feature highlighting acts of vandalism to in-store toy items. If you find a ruined package, a stolen figure, a swapped-out figure, or any other such acts, take a photo (cell phone photos are fine if they’re not blurry) and email them to poe AT poeghostal.com. Also, please note: I’m deliberately being over-the-top with my condemnation of these people–I don’t actually wish bodily harm upon them. Just severe mental anguish.

Poester Mysterious Stranger sends in this gem:

I was at Toys R Us last week, searching for the new G.I. Joe figures and vehicles.  This particular store didn’t have the figures yet but they did have the vehicles.  They had about 3 or 4 of each and this particular specimen was hidden behind some old DVD packs.  Yeah, some dick took the figure (White Out) and replaced it with a Rise of Cobra Neo-Viper, and not even a complete one either, just the figure with no webgear or weapons.  That’s just cold.

His punishment? Forced to wear a chastity belt lined with Icy Hot until he finds a woman who will love his Cheeto-stained soul.

–Mysterious Stranger