The Jew-hating jurnlist known as Borat gets his own up in the green swimsuit of his this Thursday November 23. Possibly clashing with people who are trying to eat their food wrapped around things not of that hot lycra green he sports. Well, every one and everybody has their tastes and if it's of hair like that, a salad without dressing is surely a criminal offence.

What comes as no surprise other than a little bit of tardiness is the V For Vendetta 7 Inch action figure. Certainly nothing to do with a recent V related stand for issues that matter in the States. Finding answers and holding people accountable to their actions. Now that is a lot of V masks. Who's sweaty in the cold now?

Continuing to ruin the read before hand is knowing that Ultimate Spider-Man #102 might be on again with the whole whatever it's going on with. The "Spider-Woman" bit was mentioned about a couple of places, here's hoping the mind is wiped enough that when sitting down it only remembers the previous issues and less of the chatter from strangers.

Somewhere in the pile of all that is holey with the ordering system, Casanova #6 will fit right in. Nevertheless, it's ability to jump about like a cracker on a pepper bed is not without charm. Without sense in places, but not without charm.

And it's about time now whether or not Jack Of Fables #5 will be the last to be pulled aside of the series. All this delay in reading the previous issues seriously dents the hood of a non-existent car. But, there's something about wanting to pick it up fresh that's a driving force. Majorly.

One of the better stand-alone type comics out there will be Futurama Comics #28. No need to know anything preceding, the jump in is shallow and quick to get wet. Fun with a danish and a sploog of yoghurt for the hell of tasting what otherwise would be a normal morning breakfast in front of the weet-bix.

 

Finally, with the creep into and over the date of the infamous gunpowder plot, the V mask, as seen in V for Vendetta, comes off.



Timely too given the encroaching footsteps of summer. Who knows how long it's really possible to breathe through the ears in order to keep the heated air at the front of the face relatively cool.

Thanks again to the contacts at the British Frieght Company and Roadshow Films for the masks in the first place.

 

Clearly there is nothing getting in the way of waking up bleary and red-eyed after a weekend that cripples the leg from all the traipsing from one corner of Supanova to another. Frankie say relax and we move on to November 2. And with that, only a few more before the end of days of wearing the Guy Fawkes mask (as delivered by the British Freight Company) in store. Also on that week, V for Vendetta re-orders.

With all the shelf getting an empty scan of Criminal #1 days after release, Criminal #2 should be following suit. Makes for fine reading when able to actually hold the comic. Otherwise it's just a case of entering a staring match against the counter. And there is only ever one winner from that.

 

Ever since finding a box with a V for Vendetta mask inside, it's been the custom to wear the sucker all during the shift.

On a cold day things can be fine and it keeps the face warm. On a slight temperature shift, it's when the mop comes out and the need to wipe it down like a heavy dog.



And then there are times shortly after eating mustard sauce. In which case, things start to stink of a wooden face.

 

Clearing out to closing time at the store, the section just outside the court house, library and power juice stores was blocked off. For what, who knows. A band of yoyos were spinning their tricks and missing opportunities in telling passers-by all sorts of tales and stories.

Clocking off for the day under the mask (dripping a little as it were), the temptation to run over and ask the police cops what the deal was soon snapped back into sense. Running toward the police in this mask?

V For Vendetta looks to be drawing its season at the box office to a close. Looking over the session times at the cinema down in Westfields, there are none. George Street, however, are up with the goods and still showing a few more days at least. Probably enough for a week.

When V's gone, a good chance that working behind the counter will be without a mask. In time then for the next big comic book movies, X-Men 3: The Last Stand and Superman Returns.

 

Beware citizens! This worker will be instore for an entire shift on Saturday, April 15 wearing this mask. Bids now open on when he sweats through the eye slots.

 

Too much vanilla in the diet leads to a freak withdrawal thing. That or it's a revolt against the simply said plain aura of this brown stick made into white.

Out in the popcorn seats of cinemas yesterday, V for Vendetta.

Store is expecting some posters or such to hang about the walls or what little room there is to spare. Perhaps that open space just out the door, where the poster rack is. Where else is better?

Or postcards even. A stack of about 50 to help flog this "uncompromising vision of the future" which, from a few reviews, hobbles itself by not sticking it to the man hard enough. Natalie Portman and Hugo Weaving make this look like the kind of film worth watching. Knowing that co-creator Alan Moore swears off this makes it not so much for principle alone.

But who has principles any more?