Problems

Sorry readers, I'm afraid that due to problems with Blogger, I won't be able to update today. I'll get the actual post up sometime next week.
Again, I hope I haven't disappointed anybody. And will try to make sure these problems don't recur in the future.

Review: Red Lanterns Volume I

(Disclaimer, this was supposed to be last week's update but due to a complicated series of events, it didn't get published but I thought it did. Sorry.)

Lemme spin you a sad, sad yarn.

Way, way out in this outrageously fucked up Universe of ours, long, long ago in the past (and I do mean long, we’re talking thousands of years ago) there were a bunch of ludicrously powerful short blue skinned weirdos named the Guardians of the Universe (who for a bunch of “Guardians” seem like a bunch of amoral, emotionless a-holes to me. At least in modern comics they do.) Who sought to protect those in the Universe with a vast army of powerful robots known as Manhunters.

One of them however, a Guardian named Krona didn’t think this was a good idea. But instead of arguing his point, chose to prove his point in the rudest, most assholish way he possibly could.

No he didn’t think of shooting their pets, the Guardians didn’t even have them (plus, they don’t have any animals that’d last as long as they do.)

Instead he put modifications into the Manhunters that would make them wipe out a whole section of space with the unfortunate name of “Sector 666.”
Such a sad story, but it didn’t end there.

As the Sector was decimated, only five beings survived. One of them was a…whatever his species’ name was (guessing by his planet’s name it’s Ryutians) named Atros. Atros was a psychology student who witnessed his own family get slaughtered by the androids.

Fueled by rage, he renamed himself Atrocitus and became a terrorist along with the other four survivors and became obsessed with getting revenge on the Guardins. In this goal however, he failed and was imprisoned on the planet Ysmault.

Truth is, I could spend this whole review talking about Atrocitus but you didn’t come here to read a full origin (that’s what Wikipedia’s for) so I’ll get to the point with Mr. “Rage filled alien emo.”

Long story short, due to a prophecy he learned involving a dickish entity of death, the Guardians admitting they were liars, and undead zombie superhumans, Atrocitus used his rage to form a lantern corps based purely around rage…a Red Lantern Corps.

There’s a lot of history here but what we’re doing is reading up on some adventures of him and his group.

In the beginning, we see a group of blue skinned reptilian aliens with a fetish for torture; they’re working over some poor shmuck they caught…or were, the poor boy’s dead.

 Their religion was probably based off of this.

While they lament the lack of creatures to torment, their spirits are lifted when a blue furred pussycat floats in.

Unfortunately for them, this was Dex-Star of the Red Lantern Corps.

Dex-Star was originally a cat from Earth named Dexter, abandoned as a young kitten he was found by a young woman who loved him very much.

But unlike Courage the Cowardly Dog, his owner was murdered by a burglar. The police who came to look into this found no use for a cat (not even a half assed fur coat) and threw him out into the streets.

Destitute and without hope, Dexter wandered the streets until a pair of thugs threw him off the Brooklyn Bridge, but in his despair rage was triggered.

And in a deus ex machina most cats in the 1900s would have given their nine lives for, his anger was great enough to attract a Red Lantern Ring.

Transforming into a Red Lantern, he laid waste to both thugs and used their skulls for a macabre kitty bed (bet you wish your cat could do that.)
Anyways, despite being stronger than the average kitty-cat, the torture fetishists are able to restrain him. Apparently spitting acid and flying through deep space without a ship is one thing, but in the case of such a small creature, enhanced strength doesn’t help that much.

But the story doesn’t end here, for the cat is rescued by Atrocitus who proceeds to show the torture fetishists that (to quote a line written by a friend of mine) “Pain ain’t so orgasmic after all” by slaughtering them for attacking his cat.

Yep, nine times out of ten, trying to skin the cat of a professional rage junkie is always a bad idea.

Now that you have the set up, let me tell you a more summarized version of the rest of the volume.

The story tells us of both Atrocitus’ concern over his rage becoming less pure and his frustration over the aimless direction the red Lanterns have been taking. Most of them are about as dumb as a post and completely blinded by rage, except for Atrocitus himself.

As he tries to think of a way to change this, he goes over to his most prized possession…the corpse of Krona himself (try not to think about it.)

Goddammit! What did I just tell you?

No! He was not planning on necrophilia despite his claiming he and Krona are “Married in Rage” (though the remark itself is still pretty fucking creepy), now the story of how he got the corpse is one for a different time (Wikipedia beckons) but I will tell you what the cosmic cadaver is for.

Atrocitus likes to talk to it like the creepiest psychologist you could imagine, while wondering aloud how to handle his anger problems (and not in the way you’d usually want this type of advice) he yanks out some of Krona’s blood and offers a sacrifice to…the universe apparently.
Atrocitus achieved a vision where he looked o’er the universe and witnessed acts of enormous cruelty, and that certainly helped this problem with anger.

Deciding to take a page out of Frank Castle’s book, Atrocitus chose to use his Red Lanterns to avenge great injustices across the universe. Starting by going to the planet of Ghan IX and executing soldiers of a war based government for killing two children after "mistaking them for armed insurgents".

Now who does that remind us of?

When Atrocitus comes back, he decides to improve the intelligence of his Red Lanterns by hurling them into a “blood ocean” that somehow made them regain their intelligence…after reliving through whatever trauma they suffered to make them a Red Lantern in the first place.

He decides to use his lackey Bleez, a woman from a race of beings that looked like blue skinned angels named Havanians and was supposedly the most beautiful of their number...ever.

 And to be honest, she still is.

She became a Red Lantern after getting tortured and gang raped by Sinestro Corps members after a pair of suitors she’d rejected hired them to get revenge on her.

Bleez looks a lot like Morrigan Aensland because of a mask she wears to hide her beauty to keep it from being used against her ever again…which is confusing because her outfit does nothing to hide her figure, especially where her rump is concerned.

 Pictured: How she controls the Red Lanterns

Giving Bleez intelligence however proves to be a bad idea as she soon shows signs of wanting control of the Red Lantern Corps.

In other words, she’s a fan of Starscream to such an extent that she’s actively imitating him.

So much in fact, she was even like this before she gained intelligence; something that is viewed by pretty much everyone as impossible.

When she came out of the blood ocean, Bleez wasn’t very happy with her master at all. Her intellect came back alright, but she also suffered the trauma that made her a Red Lantern in the first place return. She was too scarred to help him lead the Red Lanterns like he’d wanted.

Atrocitus however comes up with a plan to fix this by bringing her back to Havania (her home planet) to get revenge on her former suitors.

 Not a bride, but she's close.

As she seeked out her revenge, Bleez went to her mother’s corpse and showed a severe lack of responsibility for any actions she did by reenacting “I Spit on your Grave” in name only and claiming her mother’s desire for grandchild caused all her trouble.

When Bleez finally got around to her revenge, she killed one of the two suitors who arranged her torment. But the other she chose to spare as a form of psychological torment (possibly planning to kill him later) but Atrocitus lacked about as much patience as Bart Allen after consuming a literal mountain of sugar and objected to this. And when I say ‘objected’ I mean he impaled him with his hand.
When he returned to their home base of the planet Ysmault, Atrocitus realizes she might have tricked him into giving her intelligence back by creating an upheaval in the Red Lanterns.

Determined to find out more, he takes a page out of Dracula’s book and consumes some blood from a Red Lantern to take his memories.

So Atrocitus is a Little Sister. Who knew?

What he learns is that Bleez, even as a mindless brute was somehow plotting something against him. When he can’t get the information he wants through this, he hurls the being (a former criminal named Skallox) and two other Red Lanterns (one of which was a hovering brain like creature with tentacles named Ratchet, who was became a Red Lantern after his government detained and tortured him…purely for wanting friends outside of the internet) into the Blood Ocean to give their minds back.

Frustrated with his circumstances, Atrocitus went off to destroy a sadistic cult that blinds girls after puberty and excuting a pair of assholes on Earth.

When the rage master returns to his home he finds the body of Krona mysteriously missing. The leader of the Red Lanterns accuses Bleez of taking the corpse for some reason (whilst in the meanwhile all this talk over Krona’s corpse is beginning to strike me as pretty fucking creepy.)

About as creepy as her and Garth Ennis combined.

It is now that I wish to address a plot element you haven’t been told yet.

Throughout the book, we are given cuts to a city in England. In it we see a pair of brothers named Raymond and Jack Moore, one a hot blooded and courageous man while the other a bookworm who never allowed himself to be angry, even after his schoolmates bullied him for years.

Their story begins when a mugger kills their grandfather, Raymond is incredibly angry at this and desired to avenge his death, Jack on the other hand thinks it should be left to the police.

Determined to get revenge, Raymond tried to firebomb the thug’s house only to get stopped by Jack and drive a rift between the two.

The police went out to arrest Raymond, realizing he probably tried to commit the firebombing. He went to Jack’s house in hopes of hiding but the brother refused to do so.

Now I’ll break out of my summary for a moment to say…WHAT THE FUCK WAS HE THINKING? Yes Raymond did try to firebomb a shitbag’s house but the guy had it coming to him, and besides that, you never sell out family unless they betray you. Raymond didn’t do that but Jack did.

Which makes what happens to him a fitting punishment, after all he never really got angry before this.

As the police prepare to drag Raymond away, he fights back with his fists and being the sadists they are, the police brutally beat him to beat on the sidewalk.

Given the place this happened, they were probably Glaswegian.

Doubles as a cop when he isn't drowning people.

Jack became overcome with rage, and in this moment of great despair he attracted a Red Lantern Ring and got turned into another of its member…as the first and only human in its ranks.

Now the police are understandably shocked by this and as Jack begins to rise again as a bloodthirsty lunatic, he melts one of the cops with the blood acid and begins wondering about what he’s became.

Later he goes out to try and kill the thug who murdered his grandfather (and in a roundabout way, killed his brother as well), first visiting his grandfather’s grave…and accidentally destroying it.

This, dear readers is what one calls: Does not know their own strength.
Upon destroying it by accident, he grabbed the gravestone (which survived, and possibly has some kind of tombstone survivors guilt) and flew out to find said thug.

The police get ahead of him and attempt to drive the bastard into protective custody. This proves futile however, as armored cars weren’t built for protection against Red Lanterns.

Or psychotic clowns.

The thug attempts to plead for mercy but Jack wouldn’t (due to the Ring though honestly he should’ve done this without a ring since this thug did kill his family) and attempted to smash his head with the tombstone.
Unfortunately the shitbag’s life was saved by Guy Gardner, and as such doesn’t get killed. Granted this is what Green Lanterns are supposed to do, but that was a stupider decision than killing off the Wasp.

Guy fights the Red Lantern and attempts to talk him down, because he himself was able to resist such a ring, while he figured out that Jack was able to partially resist the ring at least enough to mutter some request for help the fight ended with the ring itself calling him into deep space.

Now that I’ve settled this little business, let me get back to the main story and why I made this pitstop in our journey.

Back at his base, Atrocitus had failed to regain control of the Red Lanterns despite his plans to beat the Hell outta Bleez until she told him where Krona’s corpse went.

Bleez knew nothing and the other Red Lanterns stood up for her, Atrocitus tried to justify himself but quickly realized that he shouldn’t have to.

By the end of the volume, Atrocitus is trying to find where his shrink went and Bleez is using to Red Lanterns to get revenge on the Sinestro Corps.

 She used the Red Lanterns because her ass couldn't manipulate 300 Spartans.

Atrocitus eventually figures out where it went, sometime prior he’d taken a page from Dr. Frankenstein’s book and tried to create life. Why he did it and when this was shown is a mystery to me but from what I read, the creatures all hate him.

One of them, a deformed and musclebound giant named Abysmus came up with the idea of eating Krona’s body to gain his power, then using his skin as a garment.

Atrocitus quickly realizes that this alien Leatherface wannabe is wearing Krona’s skin and using his powers, and realizes that killing him may be the closest he ever comes to killing the murderer of his people.

The founder of the Red Lanterns fought fiercely, probably hoping to perform some very nasty things to his former creation when he was finished (given his long lifespan he’d probably outdo the assholes that made Saw in terms of gore) when Jack Moore finally shows up.

Atrocitus didn’t recall him being allowed on his planet and is distracted long enough for Abysmus to impale him with a jagged stick he pulled up from the ground.

As Atrocitus is wounded, the creatures close in around him and Jack, the story ending on this ominous note.

Now that I have completed this tale, lemme give you my personal opinion since I pretty much just repeated what you’ll find on Wikipedia.

The comic is pretty good, I never knew too much about the Red Lanterns before but I was surprised at how it portrayed Atrocitus, he’s like some kind of cosmic Punisher or something.

Picured: Something that should have been a parody.

Bleez was an interesting character as well, originally I believed her to just be made for the New Guardians series (where I first saw her immersion into the Blood Ocean.) While my favorite Red Lanterns, this shouldn’t be too surprising since she looks like Morrigan Aensland and like her is extremely hot.

The story of Jack Moore was interesting to read too, though originally I thought his brother’d be a Red Lantern (but then again, it isn’t that kind of book.) Though I’m still a bit pissed that Moore’s family wasn’t avenged, especially since the police attempted to justify beating a man to death purely for shoving them, resisting arrest is one thing but that is completely disproportionate.
What I also gotta add is that this comic has gotten me interested in the Red Lanterns enough to continue reading the series…once I find Volume II.

The story of how Ratchet turned into a Red Lantern showed a culture based completely around isolation, and his story is particularly sad; when you compare it to the stories of Skallox, who was criminal pond scum before turning Red Lantern and (to a lesser extent) Bleez, who was a major bitch even before she accepted the rage.

Anyhoo, this review is finished, I’ve yet to decide my next review but if anyone out there has any ideas what I should do next I’m all ears…unless the review is for anything by Garth Ennis.

But as much as I’d like to explain how much I hate this guy, that’s a post due for some other time in another galaxy

I mean, that’s where the Legion of Doom comes from doesn’t it? Even though several of its members clearly come from Earth.
Well, see y’all. Hopefully we can make it through lunch without Kanye West deciding to interrupt it (like he does to everything else)…or the Juggernaut deciding to rape my house again.

 Oh God! Here he comes again!!!

Bioshock: Mystery Incorporated

Warning! This new installment of my epic blog has spoilers for Bioshock Infinite and Scooby Doo: Mystery Incorporated. Read at your own discretion.

Now that I've settled that bit of business...
Folks, I gotta say that while I've only seen a few episodes (due to inopportune timing and currently being preoccupied with obtaining as many Friendship is Magic and Homestuck videos as I can) of Scooby Doo: Mystery Incorporated, I've read a lot about it and I'm really quite fond of the show.
To most people, reimagining an old show's concept for modern times sounds like a disaster waiting to happen, and there are plenty of times this proves to be the case. But there are exceptions...

          Which the thousand thousands of the brony community can back me up on.

Scooby Doo: Mystery Incorporated is a good example of this,  my favorite feature of it being how they use actual storylines in this series; hell, it even explains why people think dressing up in costumes in the best way to commit crimes.

No, Cthulhu didn't do it...close though.

It turns out that beneath, the cursed treasure the main villain (an insane parrot who fancies himself the lovechild of Professor Moriarty and David Xanatos if it was raised by Frank Fontaine) is after happens to have housed a crystal sarcophagus  that was, in turn, housing an eldirch horror who used what little psychic powers it had to make people think that in Crystal Cove (where the series takes place) the best wayt to commit crimes was by pretending to be a monster of some sort.
The reason it did this was also to lure in mystery solving groups with a very specific member layout (a strong leader, a beautiful person, a shorter person with great intelligence, a skinny coward (albiet lovable) usually with a beard of some sort, and a talking animal. This specific type of group was the only kind that could free him.
These type of  groups had actually been around for centuries and gone through many kinds of incarnations which I found as a lovely shout out to a certain comic.
No matter what though, all of these groups would often fall at the hands of a disk that served as a sort of treasure map to the beast's lair, at least until the current incarnation finally managed to destroy him for good.

Believe it or not, he isn't into tentacle rape.

Now after killing him, Mystery Inc. found themselves in a new timeline where he didn't exist and pretty much everyone affected by him and his powers had found, at least in those seen, a better life.
Now this is where I bring up the reason I made this post; I suspect that this show may have been more than a stealth prequel, and a sort of animated adaption...of Bioshock Infinite.

Gaze upon a man badass enough to bitchslap Chuck Norris!

Now why would I have this opinion? First off, the endings are really quite similar; in Mystery Incorporated the heroes create a new timeline by killing the evil enity that caused all their troubles. In Bioshock Infinite the same thing happens, only to Booker Dewitt instead (because he and the main villain were the same person, this being necessary to prevent the alternate universes where he became Comstock from ever existing.)

I can think of a lot of dudes who'd love to see this...in a diferent context...and setting.

Another similarity is because of a similar theme with how events happen, specifically how in Bioshock Infinite, (as our cosmically powered cutie Elizabeth says) no matter what universe "there's always a man,  always a lighthouse, always a city" and that all of Booker's lives lead to this same conclusion.
Essentially she means every possible Bioshock game made..ever, and that Booker Dewitt is probably an analogue of Jack from the first Bioshock.

Who the fuck needs so many lighthouses?

Similarly, Scooby Doo: Mystery Incorporated gives a similar portrayal to the mystery solving groups that have existed throughout the countless centuries. Each one has a similar construct and aside from theme (or genders in two cases) is essentially the same, being a bit similar to the above mentioned Multiverse construct.

Anyone for steampunk?

With both these in mind, I'd like to bring up a final point...the third thing these two epic works of fiction have in common is how they both deconstruct concepts. Mystery Incorporated deconstructs the concept of Scooby Doo quite thoroughly, while Bioshock Infinite does it to extremism in general.
There are however several quite obvious differences between both of them though, such as how (unlike Biohock Infinite) we know what happened for sure in the new timeline in Mystery Incorporated. Plus the finale for the show was released only a few days after Bioshock Infinite was released, so it's quite clear that these similarities were probably unintentional since they likely planned this out for a long time in advance.
On the whole though, I'll still keep my view of these two great works. I like the idea a lot and can't really see any real homages to Bioshock on this scale (intentional or otherwise.)
As we close however, I'd like to add that both stories would be been much more epic if these jokers were enemies in some way or form...

The main reason I liked Smoking Aces

Now then, while my Red Lanterns review is nearly done, I wouldn't mind if any suggestions on what you'd like me to write about were posted in the comments. Suggest whatever you want, and if either A I'm intriqued enough to use it or B enough people want to see it; I will write about it (provided it applies to fiction and doesn't involve Garth Ennis.)
Bye-bye!

Drawing Skills and how they grow

Y'know, sometimes I'm so envious of people who can draw pretty well. For years I've been unable to draw well, with the resulting drawings being incredibly crappy.

                                         Merasmus demands you gaze not upon it

This year however turned out to bring a quite welcome change; while surfing the web I looked up more advice about how to become a better writer AND get a job at either DC of Marvel (despite several questionable choices made by their editors, I'm a large fan of their characters and desire to leave my own mark on their universes) I found out that learning to draw is a good way to improve your odds.
It was then that I made a determined vow to draw everyday, and with the help of some books I have progressed quite well.
I am very pleased to also claim this, I estimate that by October or November I ought to have pictures that while not at the level I need, will be great to see.
Or maybe I'll be good enough to draw something really awesome.

                     Well, this wouldn't be too bad, but I was hoping for awesomeness like...

                                       THIS!

Who knows? Anyways, once my skills are better I intend to show off some OC designs of mine, plus concept art from some of my comic projects.
Until then though, please subscribe and spread the word of my blog. My review of Red Lanterns: Volume 1 is almost done and I want some more feedback for a couple new features I wish to add on.
Goodnight to you, and let's hope Candlejack isn't-

         Goddammit! Where's Bro Strider when you need him?

LOEG: The Crossover Evangelion?

My lords, ladies, and psychos that try to steal my chainsaw and shoot me in the foot, lend me your ears as I bring up a fact that probably slipped most people's minds when on the hunt for new comics.
Now I ain't too sure how many of you've heard of Alan Moore, or his work on the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen (and I don't mean the movie adaption, in fact he hates the very existence of it) but if you're reading a comic blog like this, I'll assume you've at least heard of him.
Now League (or LOEG for short) is a marvel of comic books, the beauty of it coming from its existence as "the Ultimate crossover" with virtually all fiction existing inside it as reality.
Now I love crossovers and shared universes a lot, there's just something about the idea of them that gets me all excited.

                                                                       

       Friendship isn't magic...bullets are.

Now I'm a very big fan of Moore's work (in fact it was LOEG that inspired me to become a comic writer, but lately I've noticed a couple of distressing things about Volume III, and the latest installment too.
In Volume III, Moore does a brazen parody that only the very brave, incredibly stupid or absolutely insane do...and given his track record in writing I'll put bravery as the reason he did it, in addition to probably hating Harry Potter.
You see, Volume III is about the League in modern times (having previously taken place in Victorian times, back when opium was  and muttonchop haircuts were actually popular), and their attempt to prevent the creation of the Antichrist.

   Good God! A Chester A. Arthur lookalike! Save yourselves!

Moore decided to have it turn out...that Harry Potter was the Antichrist.
That's right, you didn't hear bullshit, Moore decided to make the beloved boy wizard the agent of an onimcidal, bald-headed satanist who thinks he's Alistair Crowley.
It turned out that all his adventures were in fact arranged, and all involved were compelled by magic. Harry took the news his life was a life much worse than Truman and Neo did; and by this I mean he used to magic to murder everyone at Hogwarts.
To add further insult to injury, by the end of the story, Harry is a bald chav taking psychopathic medicene with the decapitated (yet alive) head of Lord Voldemort (the alias used by the satanist mentioned above, Oliver Haddo) for company.
But the most audicious part comes from when the League actually confronts him. Harry becomes some giant freak covered in eyeballs, and kills one of their number by ejaculating lightning from his wang.

               Not pictured: The Antichrist's dead dignity

He finally dies when Mary Poppins (heavily implied to be God) shows up and turns him into a chalk drawing...and calling down a thunderstorm.
Harsh, ain't it? And I ain't just talking about the tortured life Moore's Potter wound up with neither.
Thing is, this isn't uncommon for the series. In the Black Dossier, another installment of the story, Moore makes James Bond into a sadistic rapist who betrayed his country (though this could be explained by the fact Sean Connery took a lead role in the earlier mentioned movie adaption of the series) and in the most recent story, he portrayed Tom Swift as a sociopathic racist, yet still having some shred of ethics (which is more than I can say for "Jimmy" Bond.)
Now because Moore keeps writing around trademarks, he'll probably never get sued for this practice. Which is good for me because I still plan to read the series, yet there is something else that worries me.
Dear reader(s) I am quite honestly concerned that Moore may (intentional or otherwise) be turning this comic into the Neon Genesis Evangelion of fictional crossovers.
Now for those unfamiliar with the name (or the show itself), let me explain.
Neon Genesis Evangelion is a giant robot anime dedicated to deconstructing the genre as thoroughly as possible, involving emo teens, freaky aliens, an asshole named Gendo Ikari, and more angst than a high school drama marathon that lasts nine thousand weeks.

                  Yeah, this looks totally bright and cheery

 Now while this is brought up, allow me to bring up Gurren Lagann.
Gurren Lagann is a giant robot anime made by the same studio that did Evangelion, only they made the series to reconstruct the genre where they thoroughly dismantled it...and in doing so created the most epic anime I (and many others) have ever seen.

              Awesomeness and Fanservice, always a good combination

Now the relationship between fiction I dub "Evangelions" and "Gurren Laganns" is a philisopical belief I came up with for classifying fiction. An Evangelion deconstructs works and shows why certain worlds and stories wouldn't really be so good in real life, a Gurren Lagann reconstructs stories by showing instead why the idea is awesome.
While a lot of deconstruction works may or may not have a "Gurren Lagann" to match it as a funhouse mirror reflection of the Evangelion, there are some that do. Zombieland for instance, has been referred to as the Gurren Lagann of zombie films (though regretably I haven't found out where its Evangelion is, though this is a fairly recent theory of mine.)
Now while I'm on this topic, I have reason to beleive Moore's LOEG is becoming an Evangelion of fictional crossovers, evidence suggesting this is as follows.

1. The afforementioned tendency to turn heroes into villains (though granted Tom Swift was probably a racist anyways.)
2. The dark nature of the series, but then again pretty much everything Moore's made takes place in grim and depressing worlds, though Tom Strong and 1963 are some noted exceptions.
3. The ludicrously overgrown government corruption. I mean seriously, I know the government (if not pretty much all of them) tends to be corrupt but in this world corruption became so widespread that in the 50s, England was ruled by Oceania from 1984 (they lied about how much land they had) and by present day it's still quite powercrazed.
4. Incompetence. The League is pretty strong by itself but all throughout Century (plus Volume III and Heart of Ice) they don't really accomplish too much. They do some heroic acts but when you fail to prevent the Antichrist's creation TWICE, help the government use disease bombs to kill Martians...and most of London in the process (though granted they didn't have any other choice), avert the apocalypse only to a new one to possibly endanger the world (damn you Prospero!) and (in the case of Janni Nemo) cause most your crew to die while trying to prove superior to your father.

Based on these four points, I fear Moore could be making the Evangelion of crossovers. Now I don't say the story is bad (though a lot of Harry Potter fans probably think so), in fact I'm eagerly awaiting the next installment...whenever the fuck it comes out.
Though what I'm wondering is, if this is a deconstruction of fictional crossovers...where can we find its Gurren Lagann?
Moore is a terrific author but I doubt he'll reconstruct crossovers...he's likely got enough on his place as it is. Though it's not like he only deconstructs, Tom Strong and 1963 (mentioned above) are clear examples of it, with the former being a good enough comic for me to read the whole series (but regrettably I can't find the latter so I'll have to keep an eye out for it.)
Though granted a massive and LOEG esque fictional crossover running on rule of cool while reconstructing the concept would not only be great to read, but also rake in a significant share of green, problem is though not many people may have thought of this.
Not that it matters to me, I'd write it if my skills were improved enough (and it might be too, given my skill in making ideas is highly developed) but I haven't figured out how to go about it yet. For now our best hope lies in fanfiction and fanart for a crossover Gurren Lagann.
Now in closing, I gotta reassure you of something important; Moore might have turned several famous fictional characters into total bastards even if they weren't originally,  but he doesn't give all fiction the treatment. Proof of this may be verified in the stuff he just gives cameos to, such as Doctor Who, the Avengers (TV show), and a can of the Zap Apple drink from My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic.
Yep, not everything is targeted and since Moore has no computer I'm pretty sure this could mean he either watches the show or did research to figure out how to reference such a popular and well known cartoon.
The fact that he didn't, say, have the Mane Six turned into the Horses of the Apocalypse or be herded into a glue factory...

    ...Which this hairy bastard would love to see.

Shows he might like the show...or know that while he can avoid getting sued by whoever the Hell owns James Bond or an irate JK Rowling, he could not possibly stand against the thousand thousands of the brony community, not even with three hundred Spartans at his disposal

                           Or just him for that matter.

On the whole though, I do believe (despite some of the deconstruction tendencies mentioned above) Moore's series will still provide terrific stories for quite some time. It may be a tad dark at times, but that's his writing style and I can't argue with his genius too much (though granted I'm a tad concerned that fiction I like could get the ax in future LOEG volumes, but I'll crossover that bridge when that happens.)
Hopefully the next volume or one-shot will be out this year or the next, and I especially hope that Moore decides not to give superheroes the "Captain Hammer" treatment, because that'll be going too far.
Anyways, this is food for thought, and I hope you readers will enjoy this theory I've posted. My review on Red Lanterns: Volume 1 is nearly done, just wait a little longer...

Peace dudes.