Comics Cavalcade Day 9

OK, I got more comics, but this week I’m going to finish the Window Sill Of Comics for sure for sure and finally bring this blog series to an end.

I HOPE.

As usual, just reading, no reviews, because there’s just no time.

Kid Gloves by Lucy Knisley (First Second)

I have rather sworn off First Second because their books suck, but I rather like Lucy Knisley, so I thought I’d give this book a go despite the publisher.

My problem with this book is that Knisley spends so much time on things that even I know. She is, for instance, blindsided by how common miscarriages are, and I thought absolutely everybody knew that pregnancies routinely end spontaneously. Perhaps it’s something that’s kept as a closely guarded secret in the US or something?

And she spends pages and pages on dispelling myths that are completely moronic, which makes for a deathly boring reading experience.

And when she’s not explaining things that you’d hope nobody would have to have explained to them, she resorts to these trite metaphors.

That said, the final part of the book is harrowing and exhausting and had me crying a bit, so Knisley still has it, but I don’t know what she was thinking when she made the first four fifths of this book.

Perhaps it’s just the normal First Second editorial influence.

BTTM FDRS by Ezra Claytan Daniels and Ben Passmore (Fantagraphics)

I don’t know what I expected this book to be. Passmore has mostly done kinda earnest real life comics before, I think?

This isn’t that: It’s a horror movie in papery form.

There’s scant use of the comics medium here, and I wonder whether the author originally wrote this as a movie script?

In any case, despite my misgivings reading this, it turns out to be chillingly effective; weird colouring and all. As befits a classic horror movie, it’s claustrophobic and intense, and while there’s nothing really new here, it’s one of those very rare comic books that is actually scary.

This Woman’s Work by Julie Delporte (Drawn & Quarterly)

I really enjoyed Delporte’s previous book, Everywhere Antennas, and this looks even lovelier.

Full of collages and drawings and paintings; very contemplative. I definitely see what she’s going for with the flowing structure and circling back on the same issues in a spiral, but I don’t think this book was as successful as the previous one.

It’s something about those footnotes that makes the reading kinda choppy?

The ending is heart-stopping, though.

When I Arrived at the Castle by Emily Carroll (Koyama)

This is published in a format that’s quite unpopular now: The album-ish one with soft colours. I really wonder why they did that: The lettering is so big and there’s so little per page that I’m wondering whether Carroll made this for a smaller format originally.

But I guess these bloody images have a certain impact on the larger pages.

I found it hard to get into this.

Invaders by Lots of People (Marvel)

Chips Zdarsky’s Marvel career trajectory has been pretty typical: His first few comics were fun and were overflowing with ideas.

And now he’s doing stuff like this.

I think it’s time for me to stop buying his comics.

House/Powers of X #1-2 by A Bunch Of People (Marvel)

Yeah yeah, OK. I was an X-Men fan as a child, and I’ve sorta-kinda dipped into the stream of X-Men effluvia the last few years. I thought they had something interesting going like four (?) years ago, but whenever I’ve tried reading it since then, it’s been “eh? eh? what? does this make sense? why is this so boring?”

So this is the new X-Men start (I think?), and as usual I have no idea whether they’re just dropping us into all new concepts or whether this had all been set up earlier, and I’m just not aware. Apparently all previously dead mutants are now alive again? OK, I can roll with that.

Ooo! So portentous!

These comics are more entertaining than what X-Men comics I’ve read over the last couple of years, but the storytelling is a bit clunky in parts. Like here where we learn that Moira is “reincarnated”, but it turns out that her mutant power is really Groundhog Day. SO CONFUSE!

It’s got sci-fi scale, which is refreshing.

I have no idea whether this is all going to turn out to be an imaginary tale or something. I think we just learned that all previous incoherent X-Men storylines were just MacTaggart’s Groundhog Days, but perhaps that’s also just an imaginary tale. You never know, and I don’t particularly care.

Tongues #2 process zine by Anders Nilsen

Oh, yeah, this was included with the issue of Tongues. It was hidden between some other stuff on the window sill.

It’s pretty cool.

Out of Hollow Water by Anna Bongiovanni (2d cloud)

This is an unnerving little booklet.

Bongiovanni’s smudgy pencils somehow makes sense in this tale that somehow seems to make sense on some deeper level, although I’m not quite sure what it’s about. It’s scary and affecting.

Aand… with that I think this day is over. More comics tomorrow! Only three-ish more days to go?

The Continuing Story of the Balcony

I had a peek out on the balcony just now (it’s unseasonable warm, fortunately), and this thing was waiting for me:

What on Earth? I did not plant those flowers, so once again something has started growing spontaneously.

Or perhaps there’s a guerrilla balcony plant planter gang terrorising arid balconies?

What is this thing, anyway? Those are pretty flowers.

Setting up GPG for Emacs

I know, everybody hates GPG these days (and for good reasons), but I’ve been looking at the Emacs bug database and getting annoyed with all the SMIME etc bugs that aren’t getting fixed, and thought I should do something about it.

I last used GPG in the nineties, and I’ve forgotten everything I possibly could have know about it, so I thought I, as a complete born-again novice, would be in a good position to write a how to set it up, so I started with

rm -r ~/.gnupg

and then

gpg --gen-key

and I then got to

What… century… is… this.

On my laptop, it stayed that way for ten minutes, until it got enough entropy, because /dev/urandom is obviously too insecure.

*sigh*

And then I got:

gpg: agent_genkey failed: No such file or directory
Key generation failed: No such file or directory

Which after some Duckgoing is because I removed the .gnupg directory, and the gpg agent doesn’t understand that, and gpg of course didn’t say anything about this until after collecting entropy for ten minutes.

So did I have a gpg agent running?

Err… apparently? About five hundred?

None of the recommended ways of restarting the agent worked (presumably because the .gnupg directory was removed, which makes sense), so I just

pkill gpg-agent

and went through creating the key again, and waited another ten minutes, and then everything was created, even the revocation certificate, which all the recipes on the Interweb says I have to create by hand?

Who knows.

Anyway, then interweb recipes say I should send the key to a key
server, like:

gpg --keyserver gpg.mit.edu --send-keys 29AEBB3

and then gpg helpfully says:

larsi@marnie:~$ gpg --keyserver gpg.mit.edu --send-keys 29AEBB3DDF5E83147CB9EC61EE84A168D288B04F
gpg: sending key EE84A168D288B04F to hkp://gpg.mit.edu
gpg: keyserver send failed: No name
gpg: keyserver send failed: No name

“No name.”

What could that mean? No name? In the key? Didn’t I enter my name there? No, it turns out that the “gpg.mit.edu” domain name doesn’t resolve. Which the error message could have said, you’d think? No?

It’s “pgp.mit.edu”. After which the command apparently works, because there’s no feedback, which is the universal way to say “yes, that worked”, I guess?

OK, now everything is set up, so I just have to figure out how to use it on the Gnus/Message side, I think?

How about if I test with a

C-c C-m C-c

and I get a

It worked! I sent an encrypted message! To myself! And Gnus decrypted it automatically, and Emacs used the gpg agent so I didn’t have to type the passphrase a billion times.

Hey, now I’m totally qualified to finally have a look at the SMIME bug reports.

NFLX2019 August 16th: Sextuplets

Sextuplets. Michael Tiddes. 2019. ☆☆☆★★★

Wayans namechecks Tyler Perry early on in this movie, and for good reasons: The gag here is that Wayans plays six different characters.

It’s an unpretentious, silly movie, and there are jokes that work. But they don’t come along very often.

Looking at imdb, apparently a large number of people really hate this movie. “Complete garbage” and the like. Have these people never seen a movie before?

I mean, it’s not, like… good… but I’ve seen thousands of movies that are worse than this. (Half of them are from Netflix this year.) Is this a racist thing?

It’s not annoying and there were plot points (FSVO) that I didn’t see coming. That counts for something.

On the other hand, the script seems pretty much like a random walk.

This post is part of the NFLX2019 blog series.