Scott Pilgrim vs. The Word

I’ve been excited about seeing Scott Pilgrim Vs. The World for a while now, and I could not wait for August 13th to come around. As usual, when it did, I reminded myself that I:

A. Hate going to the movies, because:
1. People talk no matter what,
2. People kick the back of your seat no matter what, and
3. Tickets cost something like $13.50. American. I’d bring up how much tickets cost when I was a kid, but like most battered consumers, the details of the glory days have been beaten out of me. (Gas, though, was 87 cents a gallon the summer I started driving. There was a glut, for god’s sake.)
B. Had other plans

Then, last night, I started reading Scott Pilgrim’s Precious Little Life, the first volume, thinking I’d get a feel for it and go back to doing something productive. A few hours later, I had read all six volumes. It starts out pretty slow, and it takes a while to figure out when you’re looking at Scott or a woman, and very hard to figure out whether you’re looking at Ramon (goggles, purse) or Kim (freckles) at first. But that went away. The story remains great all the way through the series, which is admirable, and is consistently funny throughout. Which reminds me of the glory days of Megatokyo, to which Scott Pilgrim seems somewhat indebted, although that could just be what the tropes of manga-esque books look like to an outsider.

I quite liked Megatokyo when I started reading it in college ten years ago, but ultimately, I became weary of it because—like Scott Pilgrim—I couldn’t tell who characters were by just looking at them and—unlike Scott Pilgrim—that problem didn’t go away the more I read. I think I’ve been through all six of the Megatokyobooks, although I don’t know where that leaves me in terms of the ongoing storyline (it’s not updated frequently enough to follow—or at least it hasn’t been the three times I was following it), but read straight through, it’s a pretty great storyline. It is, however, seemingly endless. Which is also why I stopped reading the “Homestuck” iteration of MS Paint Adventures.

MS Paint Adventures‘ previous outing—”Problem Sleuth”—is one of the greatest, funniest, most inventive things I’ve ever read, apart from being probably the greatest mixed-genre/medium thing anyone’s ever done, but the “Homestuck” storyline has been going on since April of last year and seems to be going nowhere slowly. It is the Episodes I-III to the previous storyline’s Episodes IV-VI and is weighed down by too many plots and characters without being lifted up by the humor of “Problem Sleuth.” When it’s finished, I may go back. I may not.

Before Scott Pilgrim, I blasted through the entirety of Transmetropolitan for the second (or third) time, and it made me want to turn the Eastern Cynic into what Spider Jerusalem’s version of (fictional newspaper) The Word would look like. And that reminded me: I never added Watchmen to the list of books I read whatever year it came out. I could excuse that by saying that, well, I had read it before, but if you look at my lists of books, I make a point to mention books I reread during a year. I just didn’t goddamn think of it because, well, are we really at that point yet with mainstream acceptance of comic books? Are they legitimate books? I think so, which is why when that blog post titled “Books Read 29″ rolls out next July, both Scott Pilgrim and Spider Jerusalem will be proudly listed.

And I have a sneaking suspicion that Megatokyo will be, too.