Kid Notorious

I just realized I didn’t blog a review of Kid Notorious, the new animated series on Comedy Central.
Years ago, I wrote a “behind the scenes” comic book story about the crazy wackiness of writing comics and, in part, about the efforts of the poor beleaguered artist who had to deal with the writer. The artist of the piece pointed out that it was part of a long tradition of such things, and that the writer always made themselves the wacky madmen unconcerned with what we place on others, and the artists are the long-suffering ones. And he was right that that was uneven and unfair and an exercise in ego.
In Kid Notorious, famed producer Robert Evans does much the same thing. He makes himself that bad-ass, bad-driving, self-deluded, over-medicated pain in the butt who nonetheless rises to the top, and everyone who has to deal with him is suffering for it.
But at least my story was funny.