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Underground No. 1 (of 5)

Well, all right. Jeff Parker and Steve Lieber tell the tale of a town and a cave. Crap, wait. I meant to make it sound better than I just did. Let me start over.

The town of Marion isn't doing so well financially and so the people are all for a plan to open up a local cave system for tourism. Of course, the presence of massive crowds of people tends to irreversibly screw up basically everything about a cave's workings, so the area's park rangers are opposing the plan.

And since what I just laid out for you is a recipe for a comic about council meetings and petitions and possibly a bit of filibustering, there are ample amounts of nefariousness, licentiousness, explosions and sass-mouth to liven up the proceedings. The protagonist, a rare-in-comics short lady name of Wesley Fischer, is passionately against the project and, unless I miss my guess, is about to be put in mortal peril because of it.

Plus, it's interesting and written well and doesn't feature anyone in a cape - we might just have a new addition to the "lend to those who don't like super-heroes shelf". Huzzah!

Wednesday Comics No. 12

The end of the great experiment! Let's break down how it all went down!

Batman: Looked great all the way through. I reckon that this story would read better in a single reading than sequentially, though. Hey, what do you know, it's on the front page! It's the easiest one to read! There were no aliens or demons.

Kamandi: My Christmas wish to Grampy Tanglebeard this year now includes an ongoing Kamandi series. Post apocalyptic adventure comics at their finest. There were no aliens or demons.

Superman: I was never very taken by the art but now that this is done I like it a lot more, partially because it, more than any other Wednesday Comic, works better as a complete story than as a series of installments and even more because of today's installment, in which Superman is revealed to be absolutely gigantic, much to my drunken amusement. Also, a lovely Batman gag. There were aliens and no demons.

Deadman: Terrific. This comic looked great and never stopped being a good time, especially with the neato reveal a couple of weeks ago. There were demons but no aliens.

Green Lantern: A decent enough yarn, but it seems.. unbalanced. I'm pretty sure that there were more weeks devoted to flashbacks than alien-fighting. There were aliens but no demons.

Supergirl: Nice and light, in the best possible sense of the word. Brought me nothing but joy and was the only one to end on a note of  adorability. There were aliens but no demons.

Metamorpho: A couple of weeks ago I had a bit of an inkling, but today I was suffused with joy: Gaiman and Allred were continuing the Haney run from where it left off! That alien guy was Metamorpho's mysterious enemy from the 60s comic! The one who was never revealed because the book was canceled! Element Dog! You two beautiful madmen, I love you! There were aliens but no demons.

Teen Titans: I wasn't too sold on this at first, but this was a solid story. The art was very nicely adapted to the format after a rocky first couple of weeks and the plot was entertaining to me. It pleased my brain. Most improved. There were no aliens and no demons. Wait, except Kid Devil. And Ms Martian.

Strange Adventures: Paul Pope wins the awards for best adventure comic of the bunch, best title and best use of mandrills. If he could be persuaded to keep doing this then I would buy Wednesday comics forever. There were aliens but no demons.

Hawkman: Man, I wasn't feeling this one. I liked a lot of moments from it but I couldn't get into it as a whole. Still, the last installment, like that of the Superman story, made me smile and redeemed its brethren somewhat. There were sliens but no demons.

Metal Men: I love me some Metal Men, and this was a decent Magnusbot experience. the penultimate episode was the best. There were no aliens and no demons.

Wonder Woman: Like Teen Titans, a much improved comic. The odd style grew on me after a while and the art looked better suited to the format at the end than it did at the  beginning, but the biggest thing that sold me on it was Etta Candy. I'm a big fan of the Golden Age Etta and this might just be the best reimagining of her that I've ever seen. Woo woo! Also, Dr. Poison is a great villain name. My only real problem is with the whole "last of the Amazons" thing. Is it like, the fact that she's the last of them to be born or are the rest of them gone? Is Diana just hanging around on an empty island? So confused. There were demons but no aliens.

Sgt. Rock: Oh dude. This was lovely to look at and feature satisfying Nazi beatdowns, but... twelve installments dedicated to a guy getting out of a room? That's rough. There were no aliens and no demons.

Flash: This one just kicked my ass on a regular basis. Seriously, just look at some of the design-work on this thing. I think that I clapped once. And neither aliens nor demons!

Demon and Catwoman: I was up and down on this one but the last couple of weeks got me back in the positive camp. I think that the  clincher was the implication that about an hour after the final comic ended Selina and Jason were humping like monkeys. That and the iambic pentameter. There were demons but no aliens.

So that's it. I would participate in this experiment again, doctor. No real insight on the alien/demon thing, just an observation on the fact that they are thick on the ground.

Detective Comics No. 857 - Or should I add the "Batwoman in" part to it? I guess I should, shouldn't I. It's like Action Comics Weekly or the like. In any case, the name that the comic goes by doesn't mean much as compared to the contents, which signify nothing but good times. Take all of the gushing that I have done about this run, even the bit about the octopus man, and smash it together for this issue. A truly entertaining read. And in the back, an appearance by irascible scientist Aristotle Rodor!

Supergirl No. 45 - Things that I liked about this issue of Supergirl other than the general good times of the story: a scrolling newsfeed making reference to the events of Detective Comics, Lois finally calling Cat Grant on her wenchery, the fact that Squad K is headed by the archetypal "leader too tough to wear a helmet like anyone else".

The Web No. 1 - Oog... I really want this  to be a good comic. I'm going to defer all commentary in favour of a SECOND ISSUE OF JUDGMENT. Fingers crossed, gang.

Superman: Secret Origin No. 1 (of 6) - I like it! But it''s late and I've had a couple of beer and I think I'll articulate more about issue 2. One observation: if every interpretation of Superman requires an interpretation of Jor-El then I have to say that that is a good Jor-El. Right up there with the Silver Age and Byrne versions.

Herbie vs. Rorschach

I’ve been reading Dark Horse’s Herbie Archives recently, which collect  the exploits of lollipop-sucking, time-traveling weirdo kid Herbie Popnecker. It’s pretty strange stuff—the so-called “Fat Fury” is seemingly omnipotent and indestructible, not to mention irresistible to any number of beautiful ladies. Herbie travels to other planets, rubs elbows with Gregory Peck and Santa Claus, and helps Christopher Columbus discover America. The whole thing is made even more bizarre by Ogden Whitney’s classic illustrative style, which is kind of at odds with how wacky the stories are. Alan Moore is reportedly a huge fan of the series, and much has been made of the fact that both Herbie and Watchmen protagonist Rorschach share a similar speech pattern, a sort of lazy, disaffected monotone where they skip lots of words. However, I submit to you that the two characters have several more traits in common as well. For instance, both subscribe to a similarly unapologetic, uncompromising personal ethic: 

 

Not to mention, Herbie and Rorschach share a belief in enhanced methods of interrogation and intimidation:

 

Of course, their similar personalities might be a product of childhood trauma—both characters suffered at the hands of tyrannical, abusive parents:

 

No word on whether Herbie enjoys cold beans right out of the can, though. Or whether Rorschach enjoys a nice lollipop once in a while.

The Lazer Tag Files Part 3: Legacy

Well, I like to think so:

John Buys Comics, Waits Several Days, Writes Reviews

R.E.B.E.L.S. No. 8

It’s no secret that I’ve been enjoying the hell out of this series, and not just because of the Legion of Super-Heroes connections. DC has a lot of really solid space action elements - evil empires, roguish heroes, lots of history, very few cosmic angst-mongers. I think that it might be because DC Space is rooted pretty firmly in the Silver Age antics from Mystery in Space and Tales of the Unexpected (???) and such, so that Adam Strange and his rocket pack/ray gun combo have survived reasonably well through to the present day.

Of course, the fact that so many DC heroes and villains have extraterrestrial origins helps as well. Brainiac is an alien, right? Well then *whammo!* a whole planet full of smart green guys! And a thousand years later: Brainiac 5! And then we hop back to Vril Dox! And space is big enough to hold a lot of stories, so the retcons have been a lot more gentle out there. Hell, I think that Space Cabbie is still in-continuity.

So: R.E.B.E.L.S., an astonishingly inclusive trip through all of this. You’ve got your Legion of Super-Heroes and Invasion!-inspired Dominators and Khunds, your Omega Men, straight from the 80s, your 1960s or 70s Green Lantern stuff like planet Malthus and a whole new spin on Mr. First Villain of the Justice League himself, Starro. And next issue, Adam Strange shows up to represent for the 50s.

And this issue finally touches on the fact that Dox already has a kid, which makes it weird that Brainiac 5 would be so concerned that he live to reproduce. Is Lyrl destined for a messy end?

Beasts of Burden No. 1

I love the Dark Horse Book of... series. Heck, I bought the Book of Hauntings twice thanks to my poor memory for who I loan things to and my tendency to move across the country. They were quality books is what I'm saying, and the high points of each volume were the new Hellboy story and the Evan Dorkin/Jill Thompson supernatural dog weirdness at the back. And now the dogs have a comic! And apparently a name!

I think that I've mentioned my weakness to the concept of the team of paranormal investigators who have a good weird hook. Well, being a bunch of dogs and one cat is  good and weird enough for me. Not to mention the fact that Dorkin and Thompson write and draw this one out of the park. I can guarantee you that I will be buying this for as long as Dark Horse cares to print it.

Also: best letter column name in a long time.

Escape No 5 (of 6)

This was a very cool issue, as Nemesis is possibly flung back in time and chooses to change his approach toward the whole trippy, inescapable cityscape thing. I almost wish that the series were a few issues longer so that we could see more of Tom Tresser being so cool in difficult circumstances. Seems like his "blunder forward, shouting" tactics from the last four issues are very much the norm in the comical books nowadays. But why? Man, I would much rather see a guy outsmart his foes than beat them up every time (speaking of which: new Sherlock Holmes soon!).

Also: good Amanda Waller appearance, Captain Vertigo is always terrific, potential despair over loss of Cameron Chase.

Batgirl No. 2

You know, I like Stephanie "Spoiler" Brown as Batgirl, really I do (although reviewing issue numba 1 both without saying who th new Batgirl was and without using the word "spoilers" was for some reason mind-bendingly difficult). She's got a decent origin (and the potential for more Cluemaster appearances thereof), the requisite Bat-connections, and the tinge of moral ambiguity. As I said last time, though, I'm extraordinarily tired of the "Yew best move on afore the sun goes down." treatment that every Gotham vigilante gets, especially when it's already gone on for two issues and will likely go on for more. Especially from Barbara "I became Batgirl to piss off my dad" Gordon. And especially because I just realized that I haven't read a story featuring Babs that wasn't full of moralizing or agonizing for a long time. I would venture that she has  provided me with no joy in the past six months to a year. When did Oracle start to suck?

Batman & Robin No. 4

Still good without Quitely, thank heavens. And man, look at that costume design on the new Red Hood! Look at that collar! Check out that logo! His guns are red! While the class of the original Red Hood costume and the simplicity of the Jason Todd version were both nice, this is most definitely the best of the three. Now Grant Morrison just has to make the guy someone other than Jason Todd and all will be right with the world. Heck, he already made me happy by making up a new super-villain (I think) for killing-off purposes, rather than offing Crazy Quilt or someone like that. You can do it, Grant! Go with that one guy who is so obvious that he reeks of red herring, I don't care! Just no Jason! Seriously, the guy's played out.

The Brave and the Bold No. 27 - An all right story in the team-up style. I'm especially happy, though, about the reversion of the Dial H For Hero concept. Not that it necessarily needed to go back to being Robby Reed using the thing, but the original concept of small-town heroism fits it well. Kid in small town fights a series of small-time villains by turning into doofy super-heroes? That could be done very right, I reckon. It'd be a good place to replenish depleted villain stocks as well.

Blackest Night No. 3. - Not bad. I was enjoying it a lot until the text piece at the back. Don't mess up the Phantom Stranger, Johns! Don't do it!

The Dibnys, Firestorm, Martian Manhunter, Spectre, Rainbow Raider, The Top, Golden Glider, Captain Boomerang, Unknown Soldier, Rocket Red, Osiris(?), Some Titans, Hawk, Qwardians, Black Hand, Madame Rogue, Cavalier, Conduit, Max Lord, The Thinker, Copperhead, Dr Light, Alexander Luthor, Psycho Pirate, and my namesake, John Monroe, the Weasel.

Atomic Robo: Shadow From Beyond Time No. 5 (of 5) - Well, it's done, and a very fine end to a convoluted time-travel debacle it is. Did you all buy it, like I told you? I'll choose to believe that you all just nodded and held up your copies. Featuring the best end-of-miniseries panel that I can recall!

Also of note this week: I read Super Human Resources, which is a damn fine example of the "re-cast superfolks in another setting" form of story. This one's set in an office, of course, and speaking as LBW's current token office drone I do declare that it hits a lot of very funny notes. Oh! and the heroes are actually amusing characters in their own right, rather than on-dimensional parodies! Not that some of them aren't parodies, of course, but they're funny parodies.

And finally: it came out a while ago but this week saw me finally acquiring a copy of Kate Beaton't Never Learn Anything From History, which is a fine addition to my shelf of web-comic books. The only way that this book could be any better is if it were ten times thicker.

Action Comics No. 881 - Heh. Supergirl thinks that the notion of Tara Ak-Var having a legitimate spiritual link to the Flamebird entity is way unbelievable. She should totally tell Firestorm about that some time! big laffs!

Citizen Rex No. 3 (of 6) - More good times with Gilbert and Jaime! You know, it's kind of weird to read their science fiction stuff. When all of the strange people and events are in some distant future it's almost... unsettlingly non-surreal.

I have an announcement to make!

It seems that my friend Catwoman and I have something in common:

I recently learned that I have a shocking medical condition. It's almost too crazy to be believed, but the doctor says that a tiny human being is growing inside of me. Of course my immediate reaction is "But that's impossible! Who's responsible for this mad science? Dr Doom?!"

But the doctor explained that this is in fact a very normal condition in women my age. Apparently all humans are created this way. I'll have to look into that later, but for now I have to make some big decisions, like how soon is too soon to send your child away to a mythical kingdom to learn kung-fu, or whether or not Winter Soldier can be a girl's name.

So, I'm going to be a mom. Sorry in advance, kid. I hope you like Batman (because if you don't...)

Does VERTIGO CRIME Pay?

One of the things I like about DC Comics—er, make that DC Entertainment—is their willingness to try out new imprints and formats, like the Minx line. Unfortunately, they don’t always keep said imprints and formats around long enough to let them find an audience…like the Minx line. A few weeks back, the company launched one of these new imprints, Vertigo Crime, by releasing its first two books—Filthy Rich and Dark Entries—on the same day (a bit of an odd move, if you ask me). How do its chances of survival look when stacked up against, oh, I don’t know, the Minx line? Well, let’s have a look.

 

Filthy Rich, by Brian Azzarello and Victor Santos, follows a not-very-good car salesman named Rich Junkin (get it?) with a shady past. Junk, as he is affectionately known, is eventually let go from his sales position, only to be re-hired as a chaperone for his boss’s spoiled party-brat of a daughter. Junk quickly becomes a fixture in her entourage, but before long, somebody ends up dead. As with Azzarello’s prior work in books like 100 Bullets and Joker, practically every character is a total sleaze, and most of them inevitably get what’s coming to them. It wouldn’t take much to make Junk’s story into a 100 Bullets arc, just Eduardo Risso on the art and a suitcase full of ammo. Santos’ art recalls Frank Miller’s work on Sin City, but he’s still working the kinks out—in some panels, it’s pretty tough to figure out what’s happening, and many of his characters look like they’re about four feet tall. Still, you can track his progress over the course of the book, and he improves considerably by the end. I’d be curious to see what his next project looks like. 

 

Dark Entries is a bit more perplexing. It’s labeled A John Constantine Novel, but it’s really what those of us in the comics-selling biz usually just call A Hellblazer Graphic Novel. Only this time, it’s written by best-selling mystery novelist Ian Rankin, so I guess they’re after a different crowd. British con-man/working-class magician/supernatural detective John Constantine is asked to investigate a Big Brother-style reality TV show where a group of contestants live in a phony haunted house. Turns out, though, the contestants are being haunted for real, before the phony hauntings have had a chance to begin. Constantine agrees to enter the house, but by the halfway point, he learns the show’s hellish secret, and Dark Entries becomes a very different kind of book—not really a mystery or crime novel at all, in fact. Rankin has a pretty solid grasp of Constantine’s character, and the plot did keep me guessing for awhile (even though the reality TV setting is getting pretty tired at this point). Like Victor Santos on Filthy Rich, the art by Werther Dell’edera starts out kind of bland but gets a lot better—somewhat reminiscent of Guy Davis, actually—right around the time of the story’s Big Twist. Although, can anyone tell me if the scar he draws on Constantine's face is a recent development in the ongoing series? I don't remember when that happened, although to be fair, I haven't read it in a while.

Vertigo Crime is a tough sell, for a couple of reasons. First, these compact hardcovers (sporting cool Lee Bermejo covers, by the way) cost $19.99 US each, which might not be such a big deal if they weren’t black and white. I guess the art is supposed to evoke more of a noir feel, but c’mon—for about five bucks less, you can buy a Criminal trade paperback, and it’d be in colour! Also, the inclusion of Dark Entries throws the whole thing's sense of purpose out of whack a bit, since it’s not really a crime novel, per se. Yeah, it’s a mystery of sorts, but not so much more so than any other Hellblazer story arc (I wouldn’t be terribly surprised to see this book coloured one day and re-released as Hellblazer: Dark Entries—I suspect it would sell better). The reason for its inclusion is pretty clearly Ian Rankin’s involvement; Vertigo Crime is definitely a writer-driven imprint, hence the giant names of the writers on the covers and the By The Author Of... above or beneath them. I guess the idea here is that this line is intended to make a splash in the bookstore market, more so than in comic stores. However, a crime novel enthusiast would probably be more used to spending significantly less on a paperback, and a mystery fan would happily plunk down a few dollars more on a hardcover prose novel, and both of them would have something to read for a lot longer than either of these books would take them. None of this is meant to imply that either Filthy Rich or Dark Entries is a bad read, by the way. There are plenty of reasons to recommend either of them to any number of readers, whether they enjoy the creators or the genre or John Constantine. I’m just not sure this line has enough of its own identity yet to merit a line of its own.