All posts by Eric Robert Nolan

Eric Robert Nolan graduated from Mary Washington College in 1994 with a Bachelor of Science in Psychology. He spent several years a news reporter and editorial writer for the Culpeper Star Exponent in Culpeper, Virginia. His work has also appeared on the front pages of numerous newspapers in Virginia, including The Free Lance – Star and The Daily Progress. Eric entered the field of philanthropy in 1996, as a grant writer for nonprofit healthcare organizations. Eric’s poetry has been featured by Dead Beats Literary Blog, Dagda Publishing, The International War Veterans’ Poetry Archive, and elsewhere. His poetry will also be published by Illumen Magazine in its Spring 2014 issue.

Dennis Villelmi interviews Rob Goodman

Be sure to stop by The Bees Are Dead for Dennis Villelmi’s interview with actor and author Rob Goodman.  Depending on your tastes in film and television, you might recognize him from “Gangs of New York” (2002), “Game of Thrones”  (2014) or “The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen” (2003).

Mr. Goodman was a truly wonderful interviewee, and spoke on subjects ranging from his own tumultuous school days to the field of paranormal inquiry known as psychogeography.

And hey — while you’re there at The Bees Are Dead, also be sure to peruse Ryan Quinn Flanagan’s poem, “The Birds of Afghanistan.”  It’s a terrific piece.

 

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Throwback Thursday: early 1990’s “Aliens” and “Predator” comics.

I was chatting here with a friend last week about the “Aliens,” “Predator” and “Aliens vs. Predator” comics produced by Dark Horse Comics in the 1990’s.  While Marvel, DC and Image Comics all specialized in their superhero universes, Dark Horse tended to corner the market on hot properties in science fiction and horror.  (The company actually did try to compete by launching its own superhero line, but its unsuccessful “Comics’ Greatest World” universe lasted a mere three years.)

Dark Horse acquired the rights to the biggest science fiction movie characters of the first half of the decade, including “Aliens,” “Predator,” “Terminator,” “Robocop,” and “The Thing.”  It also produced great books in other genres too, like Frank Miller’s legendary “Sin City” series, Matt Wagner’s brilliant “Grendel,” and “Indiana Jones” comics.   (I never actually saw “Indiana Jones” on the shelves; the two retailers in my smallish Virginia college town never carried it.)

Perhaps strangely, I don’t remember any regular ongoing series for “Aliens,” “Predator” or “Aliens vs. Predator.”  Instead, the company published limited series on an ongoing basis.

Dark Horse had been a young company back then — it had started only four years earlier, in 1986.  But I’ll be damned if the people running the company didn’t know their stuff.  Not only did they snatch up big-name properties, they did a great job in producing consistently high-quality “Alien” and “Predator” books.  (Maybe “Aliens: Genocide” wasn’t as good as the other series, but it was really more average than flat-out bad.)  I honestly don’t know how they managed to publish such uniformly excellent comics that drew from a variety of creative teams.  The “Big Two,” Marvel and DC, produced their share of mediocre comics — even for tentpole characters or major storylines.  (See the “Batman” chapters of DC’s “Knightfall,” for example, or Marvel’s “Maximum Carnage” storyline for Spider-Man.)

Was Dark Horse’s track record better because their target audience was adults?  Did they just have really good editorial oversight?  Or did they maybe share such oversight with 20th Century Fox, which had a vested interest in its characters being capably handled?  I’m only guessing here.

I’ve already blathered on at this blog about how I loved “Aliens: Hive,” so I won’t bend your ear yet again.  An example of another terrific limited series was “Predator: Race War,” which saw the title baddie hunting the inmates of a maximum security prison.  And yet another that I tried to collect was “Aliens vs. Predator: the Deadliest of the Species.”  The series had a slightly annoying title because of it was a lengthy tongue twister, but, God, was it fantastic.  I think I only managed to lay hands on four or five issues, but the art and writing were just incredibly good.

Take a gander at the covers below — all except the first are from “The Deadliest of the Species.”  I think they are some of the most gorgeous comic covers I’ve ever seen, due in no small part to their composition and their contrasting images.  And I’ve seen a lot of comic covers.  I think the very last cover you see here, for Issue 3, is my favorite.

I would have loved to collect all 12 issues … I still don’t know how the story ended.  (It was partly a mystery, too.)  But at age 19, I absolutely did not have the organizational skills to seek out any given limited series over the course of a full year.

In fact, this title may well have taken longer than that to be released … Dark Horse did have an Achilles’ heel as a company, and that was its unreliable production schedule.  Books were frequently delayed.  To make matters worse, these were a little harder to find in the back issues bins.  (I don’t know if retailers purchased them in fewer numbers or if fans were just buying them out more quickly.)

I suppose I could easily hunt down all 12 issues of “The Deadliest of the Species” with this newfangled Internet thingy.  But part of being an adult is not spending a lot of money on comic books.  Maybe I’ll give myself a congratulatory present if I ever manage to get a book of poetry published.  Yeah … I can totally rationalize it like that.

 

 

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A wolf arrives by mail …

Check out the wicked cool things that arrived for me in the mail as part of an art exchange with Jennifer Shepit!!

At left is her is her superb sketch of a wolf.  (I told her I loved this sketch when she first shared it via social media a while ago.)  As I am the wolf’s proud owner now, I will need to give her a proper wolf name, in the same manner as the wolves in my novel.  (I already figured her as part of the Long Walker Clan … she even looks a bit like Thorn.)

At right is a color wheel.  I’ve wanted to get my hands on one for a while, as the one I used to have was lost in a move.  They make great creativity prompts for poems and stories – you just select a color that speaks to your mood, and then attach it to an object (i.e., blue robot, red sea monster, violet cloud).  Then you let variations of the color filter through your mind (i.e., scarlet, crimson, blood-red, burgundy).  It’s a surprisingly effective technique.

Thanks, Jen!  😊

 

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Publication notice: Poetry Pacific to feature three of my poems.

I received some great news this afternoon — the editors at Poetry Pacific have kindly agreed to publish three of my poems in the e-zine’s next biannual issue.

The poems selected were “This Windy Morning,” which appeared Friday here at the blog; “Redbud Leaves,” which appeared last summer; and “Delaware Sheets,” which was published in 2013 by Every Day Poets.   Poetry Pacific’s autumn issue will be released on November 5.

Poetry Pacific endeavors to publish and promote the best contemporary poetry in English it can find, and its emphasis is on shorter poetry.  Its Editor-In-Chief is nine-time Pushcart-nominee Yuan Changming.

The … Lakeside Plaza Gang?

I and a particularly surly acquaintance took this shot about a month ago.

I like how it looks like we are about to drop the baddest rap album ever.

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Cover to “X-Men Annual,” Jim Lee, 1992

“Shattershot” Part 1.  I had this one!

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“An Altogether Different Slumber,” by Eric Robert Nolan

An Altogether Different Slumber

I dream in ones and zeros,
in an ease of dormancy,
within the midnight dim.

Language confounds me at dawn –
I wake with ideology,
convictions trailing my lips, trailing
from my mouth’s corner
like a line of blood on the sheets.

The window’s dialectic light
falls across concepts.
In a non-nocturnal, notion-laden, altogether
different slumber,
all the stinging abstract
words are nightmares.

(c) Eric Robert Nolan 2017

 

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Photo credit: By User:Dschwen (Own work) [CC BY-SA 2.5 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/2.5)%5D, via Wikimedia Commons

 

A short review of “Here Alone” (2016)

I think “Here Alone” (2016) would disappoint a lot of casual zombie movie fans.  It is admittedly quite slow, there is very little action, and the zombies mostly inhabit the story’s background.

I really liked it.  It is a thoughtful, sensitive post-apocalyptic drama that is beautifully filmed in the mountains of upstate New York.  The idyllic rural setting is a terrific contrast to the film’s brutal plot devices.  And its naturalistic dialogue feels authentic — it’s either a very well written movie or its three principal actors are unusually good at improv.  (The conversations flow so organically that the latter seems plausible.)

The movie focuses on three survivors of a horrifying epidemic.  (The “zombies” here are of the “28 Days Later” variety, and turn murderous upon infection.)  Although they remain off screen for much of the movie, we are reminded of their threat by some intermittent, hellish screams.  (The sounds were perfect; it’s a nice touch that lent tension and atmosphere.)

All three leads — Lucy Walters, Adam David Thompson and Gina Piersanti — were outstanding.  Walters’ performance was especially superb.  Her portrayal of a bereaved young wife and new mother was understated and subdued, but powerful.  She absolutely drew me in to the story.  We visit via flashback the fates of her husband and infant, and some of what we see is truly heart-rending.

The movie’s surprising final shot stayed with me for a while.   It’s ambiguous — maybe even confusing, at first.  But it makes sense if you reflect a little about the dialogue concerning the characters’ coping mechanisms.  It’s bittersweet, and seems to say something sad about survival and human attachments.

I’d give this an 8 out of 10, and I recommend it.

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A slightly unkempt and overgrown back lot … (Photo)

… in Salem, Virginia.  It had such character that I had to snap a photo.

This shot was taken from Calhoun Street; the front of the building is a storefront facing Main.

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Cover to “Aliens: Colonial Marines” No. 3, Robert Mentor, 1993