Next up: the Fantastic Origin of Jimmy Olsen's Freckles!

I've known for a long time that the trend for making sure that every tiny aspect of a given super-hero has been canonically explained isn't exactly new - I'm sure that if bow ties had gone out of style before the Silver Age was done then we'd have even more explanations for why Barry Allen wears one - but I think that this one, from Superboy No 8, 1950, is both the earliest and most ridiculous that I've ever seen:

Not this part: though it is pretty ridiculous it does make sense to justify the fact that Superbaby wears a cape if you plan on writing a lot more Superbaby stories.

I will refrain from questioning the sanity of any decision that would result in more Superbaby in the world. It's done and that's that. All we can do is try to forgive the past.

No, this is what I was talking about. An origin for Superman standing with his arms folded.

An origin of Superman standing with his arms folded.

*crushing despair*

Fun with Romance Comics: A Confusing Lesson in Morality

The stories in romance comics tend to function as life lessons that teach young ladies how to behave properly in relationships. There's usually an undercurrent of right-wing moral bullying, like an episode of Dr. Phil. I just don't follow this one:

Is it supposed to be ironic? Like, "if you're trying to shock a guy with a crazy revealing outfit, then the joke's on you, girl, because any dude will be all over that"? Or is this comic seriously suggesting that a mesh shirt is the answer to your problems if you're dating a boring ol' banker's son? Is this the hippest, sexiest strip ever to be printed in an issue of For Lovers Only? You decide.

John Buys Comics - New Years Resolution Complete!

Welcome back to John Buys Comics in the year 2010, the most futuristic-sounding actual year yet. I must say, I’m somewhat relieved to be reviewing single issues again after the whole “Best of” marathon. So much easier than summarizing entire series.

Red Robin No. 8

I’ve been waffling back and forth on this title for its entire lifespan, but I’ve also bought all eight issues and looking at them together I reckon that I quite like it. Check it: Tim Drake now has a costume all his own and consequently a chance to develop a Batman-separate identity. Of course the costume is fourth hand by way of Dick Grayson and Jason Todd, and the “finding your own vigilante path” thing is very Nightwing, but that’s a part of the fun, as Tim is being presented as a synthesis of all of the bad-asses that have had a part in training him over the years. Plus, who can hate a group of spider-themed super-villains, even if one of them is named “Sac”?

Doom Patrol No 6

Dang, man.

So, the Doom Patrol is one of my Silver Age loves, of the kind that many nerds hold deep in their hearts; a second- or third-tier character or team that appeals to them on some primal level and has - of course - been redefined and mistreated and torn down and built up over the years. For me, it’s the Metal Men, the Legion of Super-Heroes, Metamorpho and the Doom Patrol.

And man, has the Doom Patrol had a lot of ups and downs: blown up in the Sixties, revived and Eighties-fied to dismal effect, Morrisoned (some of his best stuff, I swear), disbanded, slick and shiny Nineties-fied, Byrned (some of his worst stuff, I swear) and now Giffened. That is a lot of very divergent history that was pretty much explicitly stated to all be in-continuity back in Infinite Crisis (thanks, Superboy-Prime!). So what’s a nerd to believe? Does Negative Man being dead and then being a Russian Woman and then a hermaphrodite made out of two people and then a leather man all fit together?

Turns out that it does! And in such a way that none of the older stories are explicitly thrown out the window! Good job, Giffen!

Orc Stain No 1

NEAT.

First: this is a nice looking comic, the kind that’s full of insane amounts of detail without, you know, looking like ass. And in colour! What’s more, colour that looks very good on the non-glossy paper that it’s printed on. James Stokoe, who looks to be the sole creative force behind this thing, has done good.

As for the story, well, that’s great too. A lot of folks since Tolkein have taken his vision of elves and ran with it, and a lot of those people have written some very poor stories. Orcs, however, food-, sex- and violence-obsessed, chaotic, rude, unkempt orcs… well, maybe I’ve just been lucky but I’ve never read anything from the orc’s point of view that hasn’t been a good time. Orc Stain looks to be following in that tradition, featuring a nameless orc thief who’s shortly going to be embroiled in the militaristic ambitions of the up-and-coming orcish emperor, the Orctzar. All this and a crazy-style fantasy setting? I am very into this.

Stumptown No. 2 - As with so many other genres, mystery stories in comic books are usually either fantastic or absolutely terrible. I’m so glad that this series is the former.

Blackest Night No. 6 (of 8) - I know, it came out last week. I swear I woulda picked it up if I hadn’t been so a) full b) poor and c) lazy. Anyway, exactly one thing happened in this issue, which was each member of the All-Lantern Corps deputizing a super-hero or super-villain to help out, so now there are gonna be 14 people vs. seven billion Black Lanterns, instead of only 7. The odds are falling, folks!

B.P.R.D.: King of Fear No 1 - *sniiiiiifffffff* Ahhhhhh. Just smell that beautiful first BPRD of 2010. And such a Johnathan-pleasing story, too, with Lobster Johnson, those little troglodyte guys from Hollow Earth and Austrian-style romance for Kate! Delicious.

Batman Confidential No. 40 - Man, I was pretty much done with this series after that terrible last story. But then I was like, “Ooo, pretty Sam Keith art!” and I bought it. But jeeze… when did Sam Keith get so damned melodramatic? Batman’s ears had better be four feet high on the cover of issue 41.

World of New Krypton No. 12 - So yeah, I’ve been buying and enjoying this all along. It’s fun to read about Superman operating outside of his normal environment, after all. Like a lot of series that I enjoy, it’s consistent enough that I really don’t have something new to say every time. This time, though, well, just look at that cover:

 

Firstly, ‘Rumble in Kandor!’ is a great title. Secondly, Superman and Adam Strange are shooting each other <<adorable>> “We’re about to have a team up!” faces. Huzzah!

Sweet Tooth No. 5 - Oh hell. This book is going to get a lot more depressing, isn’t it. Well, you can't get rid of me that easily, Lemire - bring on all the crazy medical experimentation and such that you want, I'll just keep coming back for more!

Okay, see you later.

Battle for the Cowl in 30 Seconds

The time has come once again for Chris Sims to take a week off, and so once again he has initiated his annual contest!

Accordingly, this:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And that's that.

Whoops, some of the images got a bit squished - click the wide ones for full size.

Oh. what the hell - might as well ride Chris' coattails a bit and mention my own super-cool micro-contest. Only 25 days left!

The Best of 2009: A Last-Minute Addendum

 Way back in late summer 2009, I was thinking ahead to the inevitable Year’s Best list we at LBW would be working on (it was convention season, and at the time, we were being inundated with major releases). I knew that, when the time came to write them up, I would have a difficult time remembering stuff that came out earlier in the year--this is, after all, why the movie studios save their award hopefuls until December—and that I should start compiling an ongoing list of things to write about when the time came. I only got around to one entry (so much for ongoing), and most everything I jotted down (Batman & Robin, Tales Designed To Thrizzle, Parker, Asterios Polyp, Wednesday Comics) got at least a mention from my fellow bloggers or myself in last week’s “Best Of 2009” entries. However, despite all my smug boasting about how useful this list would prove to be, I never actually consulted the danged thing, relying instead on my memory. And this reliance on my increasingly faulty brain, dear readers, is how I ended up ignoring a pretty obvious contender for any “Best Of” list…League of Extraordinary Gentlemen Vol. III: Century Book One. 

 

I favorably reviewed LOEG: Century when it was first released, added it to my preliminary “Best Of” list when the time came, then…promptly forgot it when I was assembling my final list. An argument could be made that, since I didn’t remember it in December, then it wasn’t all that memorable to begin with. While I may not have enjoyed it as much as previous installments—a lot of the characters and references were lost on me this time around—I still dug it a lot more than most of the superhero books from the Big Two in 2009, and more than a lot of indie titles besides. I love the rejiggered format being tried out by new publisher Top Shelf (three self-contained 80-page albums, roughly a year apart, comprising one big, century-spanning adventures), I love the continuation of Captain Nemo’s career through his mysterious daughter, I love Kevin O’Neill’s fastidiously detailed and grotesquely populated artwork, and I love how Alan Moore, as he’s done so well in V For Vendetta and Top Ten, perfectly incorporates musical numbers into his narrative (not too many writers in this particular field have mastered this one—I’m actually hard pressed to think of any, but I feel like there’s a really obvious one that came out this year that I just can’t recall right now).

 So, I messed up. I blame all the holiday turkey and holiday booze, ‘cause, man, there was a lot of both going around as I was assembling my list. I also would like to say in my defense that, for me to forget about an Alan Moore comic at year’s end means that 2009 was a particularly great year in the funnybook field. Great job, everybody!