Grand Old Failure

Having a keen interest in American politics (far more so than the goings on of my own country, mostly because they’re all losers) the recent GOP debates have been fascinating to me.

It’s like watching a car crash, in slow motion, each second unfolding before my eyes. Admittedly that’s mostly Bachmann. And Perry. Those two would make excellent running mates. Campaign slogan: Dumb and Dumber.

I sincerely hope she doesn’t get the nomination, partly because I think she’s dumb as a brick but partly because I fear that American’s will vote for her because “it’s time we had a woman President” and while I agree that it is, does it have to be THAT woman?

Anyway. In other news, I’ve inked a new page but not coloured it.

In other, other news; trying to get published sucks.


So many new things.

So here it is – I’ve finally posted a new page. Been a while huh. Not only that, but I’ve also been hard at work doing some other newness for the older pages.

If you start back at the beginning (here: click) you’ll see the familiar warning page, followed by all new, full colour versions of old pages. That’s right, Cuddles is now in colour. As he should have been from the start.

Initially I avoided colour as I thought it would add too much time to the process of making each page. As it turns out, I take my sweet ass time doing new pages anyway and doing greyscale is frustrating as all hell. I don’t know how Charlie Adlard does it. I spent a lot of time in those early pages screwing about with a greyscale colour pallet and I think, looking back, the images never had that depth that I really wanted them to have.

Now with colour, I can add a level of atmosphere and depth to each image. Here’s a sidebyside of the first page to give you an idea of what I mean.

(Click to embiggen)

The trees instantly look better in the top right and look like a thick forest. Similarly, there is instant depth in the lower image with the gate and wall obviously in front of the other elements. Int he last panel, the richness of colour, and the uplighting of the Priest’s face, allows for a more sinister atmosphere.

All in all, much better and I’m a lot happier with it. Also, it saves a lot of my crummy drawings.

New new page, new old pages and a new style. I’ve been a busy little beaver.

I have a lot more pages scripted. I know where the comic is going and I urge you to stick with me, spread the word and forgive my lapses in updating.

I’m just a terrible person :)

H


Scripting and Werewolves

Howdy

So I promised an update and here it is. Having been away for a while, and working a lot prior to that, the comic has taken something of a production hiatus in recent months. This shall be rectified with new pages soon but as I am a little rusty and haven’t had much desk time in the last three weeks, I decided a little sketching was in order.

I’ve thus begun drawing up a few of the werewolves for upcoming pages; once we get past this, the most basic of introductions. I know. I’m shit at following a schedule. What are ya gonna do, right?

I’ve also been writing. A lot. In particular, I have this book The First Two Hundred Years written in entirety and at sixty-seven pages all up (we’re currently on page four) it’s quite a ride; one that includes demons, werewolves, teddy bears and nameless things. I’ve also got the fifty-five page next “issue” written and am thirty-something pages into the third book.

What can I say. I’m a writing fiend and once I get some table-time I fully intend on being a page-hound.

I have a lot I want to get done with Cuddles and although I am, and shall probably remain appalling at keeping to a deadline, I won’t be abandoning this comic. It’s important to me that you know that.

I’ll keep you updated.

H

PS. Now’s a good time to spread the word and get new people interested in the comic. You can link em to the start of the comic here and the Facebook page here. You can also follow me on Twitter – @carichanley – I tweet like a motherfucker although only about 1% of it is comic related, I do put up sketches and tweet about new shit.


The reports of my death have been greatly exaggerated

Hi. New stuff soon.


SNOWTOWN

I just returned home from one of the most harrowing cinematic ordeals I can recall experiencing. Snowtown is Justin Kurzel’s debut feature and is easily the best Australian film I have watched in years.

Telling the story of the Snowtown Murders – also known as the bodies in the barrels case – Snowtown is dark, mesmerising and unflinchingly honest in it’s portrayal of the killings, and of John Bunting, played here to incredible effect by Daniel Henshall. Newcomer Lucas Pittaway is brilliant as the young Jamie Vlassakis; equally believable in both scenes of brutality and of joy.

Snowtown is superbly crafted by Kurzel and everything from cinematography to scoring seems designed to unease. The film is slightly desaturated, giving the world a muddy, unwashed feel. A droning, thumping base track makes itself known throughout the film and highlights moments of exceptional darkness.

Make no mistake, there are some brutal, horrific moments in this film. Not only is Henshall’s Bunting vicious in his psychological torment of the young Jamie and his siblings, slowly eroding their barriers and bending everyone around him to his will; he also holds a physical presence and is quick to explode into violence. Thankfully however the film never evolves into mere “torture-porn”, despite the weak assertions of a particular unnamed film critic. Snowtown shows the violence when and where it needs to be shown while at other times letting the viewer imagine his own depravity through off camera action and that thunderous, mechanical soundtrack.

A big fan of both horror and true crime, this film enticed me in ways I haven’t experienced in years. It was at all times intense, brutal, mesmerising, honest, fascinating, terrifying and melancholic. It pulled me into the world of John Bunting; grabbed me by the back of the neck and shoved my face into his reality. And I loved every second of it.

Not for the faint hearted, I give it an easy five stars.

The downside of all this is the films shockingly limited release. Only two art-house cinemas are playing the film here in Perth and this means there viewership is likely to be severely underwhelming. A shame, considering the impact this film could have on the national stage if given a wider audience with which to play it’s wondrous mind-games.

I’ve included the films website below, where you can look up screening locations. It does mention that more locations are coming soon; so hopefully the buzz this film is generating – much deserved as it is – will allow for a wider range of cinemas to take part.

If you can, check this film out. If you are easily unsettled, take a cuddle buddy. If not, grab some equally stalwart comrades and perch yourself ready for two hours of intensity.

http://www.snowtownthemovie.com/

H


Hell Awaits Us All

If you mosey on over to this site you will find the new home of Cuddles. For the moment it is just the warning image. Starting Monday, The Exorcism Of Timothy Worcester will be republished daily, leading into the next issue The First Two Hundred Years which will then update as and when I have pages done. not making any promises.

Links to my Twitter, email and the Cuddles Facebook page are also at the new site, on the right hand side.

H


Not dead.

I’m not. I swear. I’m even *working* on things. Lots of thing. Oh so many things. New things. Things for you. Soon.


A Letter To An Attorney General

Today I read yet more insipid comments on the ongoing, nay endless, debate regarding the introduction of an R18+ adults only classification for video games which, unlike many other nations we do not currently have.

As a gamer, this total lack of consideration for adult gamers, as well as the idiocy behind the statements against a new adult rating are a constant source of irritation.

Below is the letter I have just sent to Victorian Attorney General Robert Clark. It is presented unedited and in entirety.

Dear Mr Clark

In regards to your recent comment that you fear an R18+ classification for games would lead to an influx of titles filled with gratuitous and frequent violence, I offer a few remarks. I implore you to read this email and to consider it’s message carefully.

Firstly, I believe your recent comments to show a fundamental lack of understanding the curtailments of any classification as the addition of a restrictive, adults only rating does not equate a no-holds-barred free for all of depravity as is made obvious by the strict limitations of our own R18+ film classification which permits neither hardcore sex nor distasteful violence.

It also demonstrates a lack of research. A simple investigation into any number of other western countries including the US, the UK, much of Europe under their PEGI system and indeed even our close neighbour New Zealand would find they ALL have a restricted, and most importantly in many cases enforced, adults only certification level for video games.

However none of them, report a sudden surge in tawdry sexual games, pornographic games or gratuitously violent games (the three complaints most frequently used by those against an adult classification in Australia) – largely due to those aspects not being included in any R rating system.

Did the inclusion of an R18+ rating for films suddenly mean this rating was overrun with gratuitous violence and hardcore sex? No. Of course not. Violent films did of course emerge to cater for the demographic of this very rating: ADULTS. That’s the idea, to cater for adults.

Which leads me to my most charged point of the correspondence: despite the repeated claim by many opponents that an adult rating would cause unsuitable games to find their way to minors, by refusing to instigate an adult rating for games you are, quite literally handing games of an adult nature to children.

Games like the Call Of Duty series, aimed at an adult audience and given an adult certification overseas are branded MA15+ here and bought quite obliviously by parents for children as young as nine. And if you don’t believe that, please, get an Xbox 360 and spend ten minutes in a COD game lobby: you will be met by a foul-mouthed conglomerate of prepubescent voices without fail.

To a parent, even a well meaning one, the idea of a game for 15 year olds is not necessarily out of the scope of suitability for a 13 year old. For the less parentally apt, or for those with particularly mature and well-adjusted children this number slides further downward. However even the most lacklustre of parents will more often than not keep media with a hard R18+ rating out of the hands of a child.

Left 4 Dead, Modern Warfare 2, Gears of War, the Fallout series, Red Dead Redemption, Mortal Kombat, Grand Theft Auto amongst others: all games which should be kept away from children and which in other countries are, with a certain degree of success, by restricting them for sale to adults only. And yet here we are in Australia, where they are branded with a big 15 and handed over the counter to every disinterested or blissfully ignorant parent of a teenaged boy or banned outright due to some perceived threat to our nations youth and the lack of any suitable adult category.

All while politicians argue endlessly amongst themselves and with the public that, somehow, restricting the sale of these games to children by way of an adults only rating would inexplicably allow for greater levels of allegedly objectionable material and for said games have an even easier time of making their way into the hands of children.

Surely the irony cannot be lost on you.

For the record, I am 28 years old and a secondary school teacher in WA. I am educated and well spoken. I vote and pay taxes. I am a gamer. I am also perfectly capable of deciding what is suitable for me to read, to watch, to listen to and to play without government assistance. I enjoy violent games. I enjoy games with adult concepts such as sex and drug abuse. Such is my right, as an adult of sound mind to make these decisions.

I believe firmly in mandatory classification and in the prevention of children from gaining access to media with sexual themes, violence, adult concepts and drug use.

I also believe that this ongoing, perpetual debate over the merits and problems with an R18+ rating for games is doing more harm to the children of this country than you realise, as this afternoon thousands of boys aged 12-17 go home from school, login to Xbox Live and scream heated abuse at other players while unloading clip after clip of virtual ammunition into virtual enemies; revelling in the consequence free violence of a game they should never be granted access to.

Australia needs an R18+ rating for games. Australia needs it to be implemented nation wide. Australia needs it to be enforced. And Australia needs it now, not months or years into the future after more debate and more political grandstanding.

Regards,

Mr C. Hanley
Perth, Western Australia


Update.

There were some issues with the upload server overnight and it didn’t look like it was going to be sorted any time soon. Thus I have provided a new link to the first issue. Click the image below as before.


Cuddles: Book Zero

It’s here. The first brief entrance to the Cuddles series, The Exorcism of Timothy Worcester is now available to all. Eventually I would like to get Comicpress set up and deliver that way but for now, you can download the file in PDF format by clicking the image below:

Work has already begun on the next instalment, and I will as always keep you apprised of developments.


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