Yo siempre he sido mĂĄs de cine y dibujos animados que de comics, principalmente porque estos Ășltimos siempre me parecieron un hobby demasiado caro en comparaciĂłn con los otros dos. Pagar 500 pesetas por un librillo que te ibas a leer en una tarde puede parecer ahora una minucia, pero hace 15 años era un pastizal, sobre todo cuando tu âpaga semanalâ se limitaba a 200 pesetas en el fin de semana, que debĂas decidir en que se gastaban (casi siempre era en bolsas de patatitas, en cromos o en las mĂĄquinas de los bares jugando al Metal Slug 2 :) )
As the years go by (and the increase in those 200 pesetas a week) I have learned to value comics a little more, and although I still donât buy any, every time a new movie comes out based on one that interests me, I use Wikipedia to soak up everything I can about it and I ask questions to friends like Guybrush Snake, who know the subject. Most of the time you are surprised by some things, like the depth that some scriptwriters give to the characters or the convoluted arguments that in the eyes of a 13-year-old child are the simplest thing in the world.
Of course, then you come across wonders like Sin City, Kick Ass (pleasant surprise), 300 and above all Watchmen, and you discover that itâs not that you have little idea about the subject, itâs that you are a complete ignoramus who didnât know anything except Spiderman and Batman.