Sometimes the thrill ride that is Midnight Madness is a little too fastpaced for my slow ponderings. And so I have posted
an article about Detroit Metal City at the Cultural Gutter where things are just a little slower and old coots like me sip fresh-squeezed lemonade while our rockers gently creak.
"We live in a time of film adaptations
of comic books massive and tiny, from
Iron Man
and The Dark Knight to
Wanted and the upcoming Surrogates. But I don't need to see any more. I have seen Detroit Metal
City and it is a testament to
awesomeness."
Have I ever told you kids about something we used to call DMC?
And get me my hittin' stick!