Justice Society Presents – The Sandman Slept Here 3

Get out of bed! THE SANDMAN SLEPT HERE is back. Paul Kien, Max Romero, and Ryan Daly discuss Sandman Mystery Theatre issues #9-12. Writer Matt Wagner is joined by artist R.G. Taylor for a brutal, punishing tale of the tragic and vile ways this world fails our children. Two fathers: one a poor boxer willing to sacrifice anything for his daughter; the other a rich fight promoter whose personal lust for violence leaves a legacy of hate and perpetual abuse. Can the Sandman and Dian Belmont end this cycle of violence before it swallows everyone, or will they be left only to pick up the pieces of a shattered innocence? Find out in “The Brute”. Plus, Paul, Max, and Ryan respond to last episode’s listener feedback and play another round of “The Dream Sequence”. Wake up and tune in!

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7 responses to “Justice Society Presents – The Sandman Slept Here 3”

  1. Re: Your “cockroach dad eats my flowers” dream, were you confusing Dostoevsky with Kafka? The latter wrote Metamorphosis, and was a Czech, not a Russian. As far as I know the closest Dostoevsky got to cockroaches in his writing was letters complaining about living on cockroach soup while in prison – which is, admittedly, grounds for complaint.

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  2. Great episode as usual gents. Man, you guys weren’t kidding about the brutal subject matter. I chose to listen to your show rather than read it. You don’t have to be a parent to be incensed by such things, but it certainly makes it harder to stomach and all too real. I was lucky enough to never have any personal experiences like this, but I know others who have, and the damage, and as Ryan pointed out, the betrayal, never truly goes away.

    I see what you mean by the art getting more simplified as the issues progress. Gotta say I still prefer this to Guy Davis, but maybe I’ll feel different when I acutally sit down to read the series. Or he may be like Tim Sale to me. I recognize the talent, but I just don’t care for the style.

    Weirdest dream. I have two. One was very pivotal for me. As I have mentioned many times, I was traumatized by Lon Chaney, Jr’s transformation into the Wolf Man in Abbott & Costello Meet Frankenstein when I was four. After that, I was terrified of werewolves for several years. I had nightmares about them often. When I was about 6 or 7, I dreamt I was running near an old castle, and a werewolf was chasing me. He was about to pounce on me, when Batman swung in and kicked him. Batman then proceeded to pound the crap out of this werewolf, while I cheered him on. No kidding, after that dream, I wasn’t scared of werewolves, and The Wolf Man became my favorite Universal monster and monster movie! And I kinda liked Batman more after that too.

    Second weird dream I vividly remember was from when I was in high school. Cindy and I were dating, and she lived out on this old country road, WAY out in our county. Half the time when I drove home at night, I’d have trouble staying awake. I was in my bed dreaming about driving home from her house, almost falling asleep in my dream. When I came to, two figures, a man and a woman were standing on each side of the road ahead of me. Their skin was blue gray, like a Romero zombie. As I passed by, they reached into the car, and the woman grabbed me and pulled me out of the car while it was still moving. I immediately woke up…but I can still see her rotting face!

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  3. I was so excited to see the new episode drop that I queued it right up! I have been excitedly waiting for your next installment despite not having found time to reread issues 9 through 12… or even remind myself what they were about. Within seconds of listening my heart was filled with dread. This storyline hurts my soul every time I read it.

    But I persevered, and can admit I thoroughly enjoying everyone’s analysis of the writing and art. You all seemed very much in sync with one another, but still brought a nice variety of individual insights to the table. Your thoughts expressed on the culture of violence, and the idea that everyone can be a brute, gave me a lot of pause. I’m glad not to have read the story in advance now and maybe this weekend, read it with a new perspective and some deeper appreciation for the craft the creators put into making it. Keep up the great work. I’m a fan of what you all are doing.

    As for crazy dreams… I also rarely retain any memory of them after waking. Except for two. One was a pretty exciting sci-fi adventure where I got to ride around on a levitating trashcan lid while alien dragons soared through the sky, shooting lasers from their eyes. In the second, I was walking home from middle school with a friend and figured out I could Fly through sheer force of concentration. But I was twelve at the time and could barely get ten feet off the ground without almost falling, because what 12 year-old can concentrate that intensely for more than a few seconds??? Suffice to say it was a very frustrating dream.

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