Showing posts with label R'as Al Ghul. Show all posts
Showing posts with label R'as Al Ghul. Show all posts

Sunday, March 14, 2010

THE CONDIMENT KING















You can't really see it here, but R'as is trying to get Canary to marry him by saying something like, "Don't you want to spend eternity at the side of a demon?" Um, yeah, probably not the best pickup line, R'as.

















This guy is quite possibly the best villain ever created in either the DC or Marvel universe. I thought no one could replace Dr. Bong or FIREFIST, THE INCENDIARY MAN in my heart, but I think the Condiment King has.

Does he have salt and pepper shakers attached to his head? I guess the better question is, WHEN CAN I MARRY HIM?














This picture just tickles me to no end. Mr. Suit Man, Dr. Strange Cape Man, Batman, and the Iron Man clone in the front are all implacable and stoic. Guy Gardner just looks really angry about something (possibly his abnormal haircut). The weird collar guy on the right looks a little shifty. And then Blue Beetle and Booster Gold are just so happy! They are so stoked to be in the JLA and to fight crime. It's like they think they're in the Silver Age and the rest think they're in the Dark Age.

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

All R'as, All The Time, Apparently

















"Set the lady on her feet, Ubu...so I can model this lovely emerald green cape for her!"















"What do you mean, where's her face? The most important part is on display, is it not?"















"But I can't go with you, Mel! They've stolen me Lucky Charms!"

Sunday, February 28, 2010

R'as Al Ghul















Old R'as looks like such a douchebag here. Is he giving Canary the thumbs up underwater? He's trying to pull off Nick Fury's distinguished "greying at the temples" look, but dude, no one does it better than Nick Fury. This is what that magnificent specimen of manhood looks like:


































You're no Nick Fury, R'as.


















Ew. Nice legs, R'as. Put away the short shorts and put on some pants like a man.

Also, this whole Birds of Prey plotline is so weird because Talia is slithering around the yacht, half dressed, and is bonding with her father's new paramour. It's all very Oedipal. Or whatever the female equivalent of the Oedipal complex is. I'm sure there's a name that I'm not recalling right now.