There's a brilliant summation of the WEF up now at Movie Poop Shoot. Here's a sample:
"If Ellis had this amazing body of work, then maybe… If Alan Moore were to come to your house and shit on your lawn (which I understand he’s quite capable of doing), how much could you object? He’s ALAN fucking MOORE! He’s got the body of the work to shit on your lawn. Hell, he could shit on your grandmother after Chapter 4 of FROM HELL.
Alan Moore could come to your Thanksgiving dinner, and violate your Thanksgiving turkey. Alan Moore could grab your girlfriend and they could create a comic called F FOR FUCKDETTA right in your brand-new car -- they could ruin the new car smell. Alan Moore could shoot the President. Fuck that -- the President could SHOOT ALAN MOORE, and Alan Moore would just turn around and put out an issue of PROMETHEA about how much death reminds him of Tarot Cards that we’d all still be too stupid to understand. Alan Moore could paint a giant black spot into the side of a mountain, and a train would come out and run over Warren Ellis and five of his friends, Chuck motherfuckin’ Jones-style, bitch.
Because he’s got the body of work to back it up. Because he’s Alan Moore."
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