Modern Art! Makes me! Want to! Rock out!: Graeme loves The Salon.

It almost feels like an insult to say that THE SALON should be compulsory reading for any course teaching the history of 20th century art; it suggests that the book is some kind of dry, informative, educational text, which couldn't be further from the truth; someone who has absolutely no knowledge or interest in art could read this book and come away as in love with it as I did, without feeling as if they were being lectured or preached to. But nonetheless, one of the wonderful - and wonderfully sly - things about this book is the way that, almost without you noticing, it tries to explain the thinking behind the cubist movement and introduce you to Gertrude Stein and many of the movers and shakers of her artistic salon in Paris at the opening of the last century. It may distract with the amazingly inventive larger plot, but throughout the whole thing, conversation between Pablo Picasso and Georges Braque illustrates the excitement and drive that led to (and immediately surrounded) early cubism in a way that makes the whole thing relatable and understandable better than any art history teacher ever could. And I taught in an art school, once. I should know these things.

There is nothing wrong with The Salon. And I kind of mean that in the literal sense - This is one of those rare books that you read with joy and a sense of stunned awe at just how good it is. Nick Bertozzi's writing ambitiously mixes art theory with murder mystery with cultural history remixed with imaginative flights of fantasy (the effects of absinthe, for example, have to be seen to be believed) without putting a step wrong; the facts of the story may not be entirely historically accurate - I'm pretty sure that Gauguin's ultimate fate, for example, is not what actually happened - but it's true to who those involved were in terms of personality and outlook, and manages to relate those personalities truly to the reader while in the midst of a speedy and enjoyable pulp plot. Visually, Bertozzi doesn't disappoint either; with a cartoony line reminiscent of Paul Pope drawing New Yorker cartoons and a smart and effective use of color throughout the book, it's both beautiful and evocative, pushing the reader's take on the action gently but surely throughout the entire book. The design of the book, with chapters separated by small pencil drawings surrounded by white space, and frontispieces that work both as design elements and plot hints, is also something to be applauded - This is a book that as intelligent in its visual elements as in its written elements, and - unusually for books that you can say that about - in both of those cases, it happens to be extremely intelligent as opposed to "Rob Liefeld".

It's a book that surpasses the hype, and something that I read and immediately started raving about to anyone that would listen, probably much to their annoyance. Smart, enjoyable, funny and entirely Excellent.

I always thought they came from the planet Kling: Graeme on another 4/25 book.

These are the following things that I think about when someone says the word "Klingon" to me: * Funny foreheads. * Michael Dorn manages to make a career out of frowning. * Tribbles. * All of those very dull episodes of Star Trek: The Next Generation and Deep Space Nine where they talked about Klingon culture and things were very dark and they talk about "honor" a lot. * Please stop saying the word "Klingon".

This is something that I don't think about when someone says the word "Klingon" to me:

* The need for a five-issue miniseries about Klingons published by IDW, especially a miniseries that has a Klingon-language variant of the first issue.

Do you see how that works? My lack of massive Star Trek fanboyishness (I know enough to think that Deep Space Nine in the best of the series, but not enough to stay away from the Voyager reruns on Spike, which Kate is now addicted to) and my disinterest in the Klingons at the best of times leaves me pretty much outside of the target market for this series, and yet somehow it managed to disappoint me nonetheless. Part of the problem is, I think, the scattered nature of this first issue - We're given a fairly generic framing sequence where Klingons outside of any given timeframe talk about some mysterious decision that they need to make, complete with potted (and confusing) history of the entire Klingon race before we flash back to, oddly enough, a recap of the original series episode "Errand of Mercy" from the point of view of the Klingons. And throughout the whole thing, I was thinking, Who is this book actually for?

The history of the Klingon race sequence - less than a page in total - seems to be written for insiders with unexplained references to human genetic science that somehow split the Klingons into two species and a plot of genetic superiority, and the rest of the issue is a recap of a Star Trek episode that fans will be familiar with, without much spin or insight... Those scenes only really work for those who are familiar with the original series, because for those like me who had to google the details because we guessed that it was probably from the TV show, it's an obviously incomplete storytelling experience; you can tell that something's missing, and what's missing is something that probably comes from knowledge of the episode in question. Which is probably very nice for the already existant fanbase, but isn't it lazy to write so directly to the fanbase and exclusionary to everyone else?

(Artwise, the book is blocky, but in a good way - The figurework is good, but there's something offputtingly perfect about the images of spaceships that suggests use of 3D-modelling software, and breaks the feel of the story somehow...)

I don't know why I'm surprised that this is all about the fanbase; it does have a Klingon language variant, after all. Okay for what it is.

Back From Vacation.

Yeah, after the signing, I pretty much zoned out for a week solid. (Hopefully, you noticed.) After a whirlwind 72 hours consisting of the signing, APE, catching four movies with Robson, and getting my car broken into, my brain was little more than a piece of dry, unbuttered toast. So brain-dead was I that I couldn't even find the new comics I bought from CE for five or six days. (The new Golgo and Drifting Classroom are tucked away in my bag for store reading today.) Anyway, I--oh, hey look! Comic book superstars!

This is the best picture I took of our four signers from Friday, in part because it was a hard angle to catch all of them in on one shot, and in part because I kept having to go breathe into a paper bag to keep from hyperventilating and that probably kept my camera hands shaky. All of the signers were incredibly generous and kind, and put up with my nattering and/or lousy directions which in the case of poor Gene Yang meant that he showed up 45 minutes late to his signing (and in case you're wondering Kevin Huizenga, from what I can tell, always has some variation of a "they never built a prison that could break me" look on his face).

The signers said they had a good time, we sold a ton of books that day, and I think it'd be safe to call the signing a success. And yet, I spent most of the day feeling like Artie ("Do me a favor. Just kick my ass, okay?") Fufkin in Spinal Tap because there weren't lines out the door and down the street and helicopters circling around trying to figure out why traffic on Divisadero stopped. Because that's what these four people deserve, if you ask me, and that we didn't get that makes me feel like I didn't do my job correctly and do me a favor, just kick my ass, okay? I'm not asking. I'm telling.

Anyway, I--hey, look! There they are again!

(I'm very happy that New Comix is shining above their heads; I just wish it was little bit more centered.)

Oh, and as a bonus, here's a picture of Graeme and Hibbs plotting to overthrow the world:

Anyway, those are the signing pix (I've actually got a pretty good crowd shot with Matt Silady talking to Ian Brill, and Kiel Phegley (who not only was a very nice and funny guy but also did a kick-ass job of covering APE for Wizard's website) chatting with Bill Roundy but couldn't quite figure out a way to work it into the post). My thanks to Kevin Huizenga, Hope Larson, Bryan Lee O'Malley and Gene Yang for their kindness, generosity and awesomeness. Having them at the store was a tremendous honor for me.

Dyn-ohhhhh-miiiiii... Oh, never mind: Graeme gets freebies.

The funniest thing* happened to me on the way to writing this post - I got called out by a publisher. Okay, not called out, exactly, but following my post about Savage Tales, the wonderful (and I'm not even being facetious) Joe Rybandt of Dynamite Entertainment and I ended up in an email exchange about just why I don't dig Red Sonja. Which resulted in his sending me some Dynamite books after I admitted that I don't really read them. And here's the punchline: I still don't like Red Sonja. But Battlestar Galactica? Not so bad. And The Lone Ranger? Really rather good.

When it comes to RED SONJA #21, I suddenly become a boyfriend trying desperately to get out of a relationship; it's not you, Sonja. It's me. Try as hard as I might - and I actually really did try, this time, surprisingly enough - I just don't get Red Sonja at all. I have problems reading it, literally; it's not just that the story doesn't make sense to me (Why are they fighting? Why do they all have cat heads? What's happening?), but I felt as if the typeface used for the lettering was chosen specifically to be hard to read, and the art is colored for maximum murkiness in far too many places. I'm sure that this book has its fans and that those fans have particularly good reasons to enjoy it, but for me it's almost entirely a confused Eh and no more.

BATTLESTAR GALACTICA #8, meanwhile, demonstrates why TV tie-ins are problematic for series with continuity as tight as this one. It's not that this book is bad, per se - the script has moments where it catches the tone of the television series, and even an act-break with a last line that could come directly from Ron Moore himself, and the art is still a little too colorful for its source but with the occasional good likeness, especially on Sharon and Adama - but the story just feels false because its scale is too large to have been ignored by everyone during the second and third seasons. Similarly, setting this mini in the middle of the second season robs what little dramatic tension it may have - We know that everyone survives and that nothing of import can really happen, because we've seen what happens for the next year and a half. It's a weird flaw for this Okay book, and one that is semi-addressed by the upcoming "Season Zero" series, set two years before the start of the television series.

(Yes, the reader will still know what ultimately happens to the characters, but starting at an earlier point adds a couple of interesting wrinkles - The fact that we know how the characters end up works in its favor because you have the whole "How did they get like that?" question, and also, a two-year cushion is enough time to make changes with the possibility of changing things back later...)

Season Zero gets a preview in Dynamite's Free Comic Book Day special issue, BATTLESTAR GALACTICA: SEASON ZERO #0/THE LONE RANGER #0. The Galactica strip is more effective than the current series, partially because it's in an unfamiliar familiar setting - we know the characters but not really, just yet - and partially because Brandon Jerwa's dialogue fits what you expect better than Greg Pak's (Not so sure about the artwork, though; too Top Cow for my liking...). It's a high Okay, but the issue is well worth picking up for the Very Good Lone Ranger short. It's not high art, but it is a well-done, fun sampler for the ongoing Ranger series - It has a damsel in distress, kids in danger, a bad guy with a glass jaw and a funny last line from Tonto, pretty much all that I'd want from a Lone Ranger comic book, and done with some very attractive art from Sergio Cariello. Convincing enough, in fact, for me to want to see what the regular book looks like. Somewhere, Joe Rybandt is claiming victory, as well he should.

Just don't try to convince me that I should try to read Red Sonja again.

* - It's not actually funny, I know.

Hiros, Loglines, and Continuity: Hibbs continues 4/25

Tired. Just a quick in and out tonight. JOHNNY HIRO #1: there's a real charm in this what-appears-to-be-a one off from Fred Chao via Adhouse books -- it has heart, and a decent amount of craft behind it. I had two real problems with it, however. 1) The Pidgin English that Hiro's girlfriend speaks ("Why you wear my HELLO BUNNY slipper?"). I don't know, maybe its cool for the Asian-named Chao to use it, but it still made me feel all PC and squirmy inside whenever she opened her mouth. Problem #2 is a bit more serious -- nothing Hiro does has any impact on the story, in fact, the entire conflict utterly resolves itself without any need for action from ANYone, rendering it a fairly frustrating read, in a narrative sense. To a large degree, the comic feels like it was actually built AROUND the news article referenced right at the end, and while there's nothing wrong with that, it makes the whole thing feel like an exercise, or, perhaps, a notion, rather than a STORY. Still, it IS fun and charming enough, and it's rare to see an Asian protagonist like this in an "alt comic" kind of style (semi-Paul Pope-y), so let's go with a (fairly low) OK.

CROSSING MIDNIGHT #6: Either last issue or the one before, this book found its style and legs, and this issue, in particular, really grabbed me. I think this may, in fact, be both the most original Vertigo comic being published right now, as well as being the best Vertigo title under-issue-#50 (which are often different things, right?). The problem is, and I think it’s serious, is it really is difficult to "log line" this title. "25 or less words on what the book is about". "The last living man on earth tries to find his girlfriend", "what if all of the characters from the fairy tales were real, and living in New York", "in the near future a journalist reports from War-torn NYC", "A preacher, his hitman girlfriend, and a drunken vampire look for God, to make Him pay", and so on. I've got nothing HERE, and partly because it doesn't even seem like all of the pieces are up on the board quite yet. It is really REALLY hard to sell something if you don't have that log-line. Here's hoping I figure an appealing one out soon, because, like I said, this has turned into the best Vertigo comic in about five years. GOOD.

JUSTICE SOCIETY OF AMERICA #5: You know what might have been a very smart idea? Having the second part of the JLA/JSA crossover say ANYTHING about being the second part of the JLA/JSA crossover on the cover. Or, I'd even settle for the cover being thematically linked to last week's JLA cover. Rather than the (let's be honest) fairly boring black-background, "Alex draws YET ANOTHER identical cover" style that we've got here. I'm of the opinion that the LAST time he did this run of covers (on the previous JSA series -- there he drew the "old" JSAers, now he's drawing the "new" ones) that they really hurt sales because customers couldn't adequately differentiate between the covers, and weren't sure if they already had them or not. In fact, if I didn't know better, I'd guess he drew that last batch and this batch at the same time, and DC is running them only because they paid for them back then, and needed to get the cost off their books.

But then, I'm a cynical fuck.

Still, the INSIDES of this comic were fairly wonderful. This new artist, Fernando Pasarin, is really very very good. I wish the coloring was a little richer to bring out his work, but I seriously dug the art, especially that double-page spread of the (mostly) "classic" LSH lineup. I really like how you sort of get an idea of each of their personalities from body language alone.

There were some very fun character beats here (I especially liked the Reddy/Cyclone scene), and though I really and truly don't understand that shrine to the LSH in the Fortress -- since the currently published LSH series clearly isn't involving Superb*y, nor are these guys those guys, I don't think I'd be at all unhappy if they put that back into continuity.... if it could be done without breaking a whole lot of other stories. "And then the first Crisis hit and I never saw them again" doesn't actually cut it, as there have been post-Crisis legion-in-the-21st-century stories (Putting aside Booster Gold's origin, there's the L.E.G.I.O.N. stuff, with Tinya-from-the-future, and there was something like a year where the LSH/Legionnaires era was trapped here [and were instrumental in some other crossover.... Final Night, maybe? Or am I misrecalling?]. And I think there's at least two or three more I am forgetting. Sure this could be a "Superb*y punches a wall" thing (which would, by the way, SUCK), but if you're going to keep retconning, then they need to make it clear what the frak is going on. What IS continuity, and what isn't. Because I don't like this ever-changing backstory thing where being a long-time reader actually works AGAINST you -- and wow, I shouldn't have put that much text inbetween the dashes ("--") should I? But though I don't understand that shrine, I really did get a lovely tickle in my belly from it. I loved *that* DC Universe.

I should probably go read Alan Moore's first volume of SUPREME again to help me reconcile it, huh?

Anyway, although it makes my head hurt, I have to say I liked this issue a great deal. And I'll give it a probationary GOOD.

Fuck, 10:30 already. That's it from me. More tomorrow night.

What did YOU think?

-B

Anger is an energy: Graeme rants, then remembers he's supposed to review.

FALLEN SON: THE DEATH OF CAPTAIN AMERICA #2: So, the other day Hibbs and I were talking about the fact that it already feels like the death of Captain America is yesterday's news. It's not just that the news cycle has, unsurprisingly, moved on from something that happened, what, a month ago now? But there's also a sense that, as a fan, I'm feeling kind of washed out with the whole storyline already. Which, considering that Captain America #26 - you know, the issue immediately following Cap's death with his autopsy and everything - doesn't ship for another month or so, really can't be considered a good sign. It's not Brubaker's fault, of course; Ed wrote the issues without knowing that there was going to be such a reaction to the storyline, but also - and more importantly for the purposes of what I'm about to talk about - without knowing that there was going to be a five-part miniseries about the Marvel Universe reacting to the news slotted in between the issues, and that that miniseries would see its frequency shift from weekly to, apparently, every third week for some strange reason (Was it meant to become bi-weekly and then it missed a week or something...?), further pushing his intended-to-be-immediate-follow-up back and back again. But it just feels like a really bad decision on Marvel's part to have delayed Cap #26 this long. Captain America #25 came out seven weeks ago, already; never mind that readers are going to be bored shitless hearing about how dead Captain America is by the time that the following issue finally comes out, any and all new readers who may have been tempted to pick up the next issue and find out what happens in part two of the story - That is, if they haven't thought that part 2 was maybe in Civil War: The Confession, or perhaps Fallen Son #1 - will probably have either forgotten about it considering that they were tempted three months earlier or have given up waiting for the damn thing to actually appear.

It's sad, but not surprising that the desire to milk the event for all its worth is probably going to end up hitting the original book hardest in the long run. Don't get me wrong, I'm sure that Cap #26 will have a higher readership than, say, Cap #24. But it'll definitely have a much lower one than it would've had it have appeared four weeks after Cap #25 and without six different tie-in books in between.

All of which is a long lead in to saying, Fallen Son #2? It's Okay. Jeph Loeb is much more comfortable with the set-up here, which mirrors both his parallel storytelling style of Superman/Batman and the classic Marvel set-up of superheroes dealing with big issues by doing mundane things. His dialogue still has the odd tics of the first issue, but filtered through a fairly passable Bendis impression, which was a welcome surprise. Ed McGuinness's art, meanwhile, continues to be an inflatable acquired taste, but it's one that I acquired years ago, and it's nice to see him cutting loose on superhero-on-big-monster action. It's nowhere near as bad as the first issue, perhaps because it's so much more of an old-school superhero book, and "anger" is a much easier concept to process in superhero terms than "denial" - but there's absolutely nothing about this book that says "You know what you need? Another three issues of this before the larger story can move forward."

Too Much Crossover: Hibbs starts 4/25

52 Week 51: Ah, the end is nigh. Quite a number of "happy endings" in this installment -- Buddy and Adam and whatnot -- and the solid point to the grand finale, in the form of the New Mister Mind. Frankly, I always liked the big glasses and the radio around his neck myself. Maybe I'm crazy, but the last few issues have been fairly satisfying, and I'm thinking we'll get a "good enough" resolution in... six days, sheesh. A lot of it is going to depend on just how the resolve the central "52" mystery (exactly 52 parallel worlds seems to a) miss the point of parallel worlds (that wouldn't even be three seasons of SLIDERS, would it?), and B) be a little too coincidental), but it seems that the latest issue of SUPERGIRL & LSH pretty much gives that away, anyway. All in all? GOOD. AMAZONS ATTACK #1: If a) I had the slightest idea what was happening in the setup (Apparently one NEEDS to read WONDER WOMAN #8 first... which isn't flagged either on the cover of WW or inside of AA itself), b) this (and WW3) didn't, by and large, feel like an attempt to preemptively kick the legs out from WORLD WAR HULK; c) felt this "mattered" at all -- since virtually no other book is tying into it, it can be "safely ignored"; d) felt like it had any narrative weight upon the DCU itself (the carnage we've seen in just the first issue would certainly make CIVIL WAR look like a liberal's wet dream when it came to Government reaction... esp. coupled with Black Adam and the IC Superboy actions recently from the DCU-bystander POV), then I probably would have really liked this.

It's reasonably well written (barring the smidge of introduction to edumicate people not reading WW what the hell is going on, and how Polly is back from the dead, anyway [from the "Our Worlds At War" crossover a few years back]), and, really, really nicely drawn (there's a real sense of scope on that first double-sized spread, ain't there?), but what kills it for me is my personal sense that DC editorial hasn't got the first fucking idea what to do with Wonder Woman, and appears to be casting blindly around for some sort of a direction that might resonate. Given how recently they just had gotten rid of the Amazons (A year ago this week in INFINITE CRISIS #7? Or do I misremember?), this seems like a pretty quick and absurd return for them. Everywhere I look, it sure feels like the DCU architects are saying "We have a plan!", then 3 months later its "Uh, that plan didn't work... we have a NEW plan!"

Basically, the fault of AMAZONS ATTACK #1 isn't anything in the execution of the book (except for the lack of explanation about some of the key plot points), but in the greater, ongoing problems of DC editorial and the direction and point of the DCU. That yields an EH.

FALLEN SON: AVENGERS: I didn't have a lot of faith in this, I have to say, going in, but as chapter 2 of a 5 issue mini (as opposed to the second stand alone issue, as the naming schema would seem to indicate), this moved along much better than I would have expected. The "Mighty" half was a little weaker on the theme, but Spidey and Logan's interactions were really Classic Marvel, and I liked it tons more than I would have thought. A strong OK

More tomorrow, what did YOU think?

-B

Graeme Reviews! and more things that should have punctuation at the end of the title: 4/25 begins!

Here's the first thing that's wrong with AMAZONS ATTACK! #1: That it doesn't begin with a caption that tells you very clearly that you really should read Wonder Woman #8 before you read the rest of the issue. Even though I've been keeping up with the relaunched version of the alphabetically-chested Amazon's book, I started Amazons Attack! wondering just what the hell was going on, a feeling I could've at least partially avoided had I known to read the latest issue of Wonder Woman first, where one of the major "Wait, what?" moments was explained away. Here's the second thing that's wrong with Amazons Attack! #1: That it needed a caption explaining that you should read something else to understand the issue. As much as I liked to completely rant about Civil War, it did something right as far as this whole "event miniseries" thing goes that DC's books don't - It started with a relatively clean slate for new readers. Sure, there was a lot of backstory that fans knew that enhanced the whole thing, but a new reader could pick up the first issue of Civil War and at least be able to follow what was going on and why. Compare that to Infinite Crisis, which started with the conclusion of at least four different miniseries, not to mention the various tie-ins from ongoing books... or worse yet, compare that to this book, which seems to launch entirely not only from ongoing events in Wonder Woman's current title (including two things that directly tie into events in WW #8 and only really make sense if you read that book - even though they don't actually make that clear anywhere in AA! #1), but also from a forgotten plotline that was last mentioned in Greg Rucka's WW run, what, two or three years ago? In what world does that make sense, launching a new "event" book - this ties in with Countdown as well, down the line, apparently - that is based in a plot that even Wonder Woman fans don't remember, and not explaining it for anyone who isn't familiar with that plot?

(For those who've read the book and still don't know what I'm talking about, it's Circe's daughter, who's currently being raised by humans - I think? - as per Rucka's run. If I understood the dialogue in this issue correctly, that seems to be behind Circe's plan to ignite war between the Amazons and humanity.)

This is exactly my big problem with DC's current superhero direction - Not just that it's aimed at pleasing the fans, but that it seems to be purely aimed at pleasing the fans. Stories shouldn't be centered around past continuity that doesn't get explained or introduced, and if your new series ties in with something else that's currently out there then, firstly, what kind of launch is that, and secondly, you should make that clear to your readers instead of just assuming that they're buying everything already.

Despite the clear feeling that this is a book created by editorial edict and without any clear creative direction, writer Will Pfeifer does a pretty good job with what he has to work with - the idea that the Amazons attack Washington and symbolically chop the head off the statue of Abraham Lincoln in the Lincoln Memorial works in both a visual and comedically over-the-top blockbuster manner, and his writing has a nice rhythm to it. Pete Woods, meanwhile, provides art that yet again makes you wonder why he's not a superstar who misses his deadlines and yet wins awards every time he turns around. It's a testament to their talents that what should be a complete disaster turns out to be a pretty readable, Okay book. It's no World War III, at least, and shouldn't that be the main thing?

Hibbs does 4/18 (real fast)

Ow, back after 11 hours at the store – this week’s shipment kicked my ass. Man, do I hate it when FCBD books ship the same week as a big week of comics (and frickin’ PREVIEWS and WIZARD – those boys add some WEIGHT) And, OF COURSE, this was the day Rob needed to check out at 5pm so he could make it to some concert somewhere up north (I think…?)

Anyway, quick hit on last week before I go for the newest books….

WORLD WAR III: Except for the whole β€œYou shouldn’t buy it!” thing, I’m in total agreement with Graeme on this – I figure you’re a big enough boy to decide on your own how much of a DC Universe fan/completeist to decide for yourself if it is worth your $10 or not. Me, I’m a big DC fan, and I thought this was a trainwreck of a comic.

Functional problem #1 is that it doesn’t seem to me that the two writers read each other’s scripts at all – the first two parts have the Martian Manhunter (the POV character) somehow having his telepathy wired into all of humanity at once, crippling him. This is flatly ignored in the second two issues. That kind of sloppy co-ordination makes an bad comic even worse – if THEY don’t give a damn, why should WE?

From my side of the page, it appears the writers were given a laundry list of plot points to address (and is it just me, or is it sloppy and stupid that ALL of the β€œOne Year Later” changes seem to be occurring in a single week?) – that may be OK in a β€œcrossing the Ts” kind of way, but it makes for shitty fiction, and is completely unengaging.

Then there’s the changes themselves – many/most of them don’t really make a whole lot of sense. What was that that happened to Supergirl… and why? Showing Jason Todd in a Nightwing costume without any explanation whatsoever (or even clarity that it wasn’t Dick) was awkward; Adam gets his β€œbad ass” credentials shown by killing β€œTerra” (wait, what? Who the hell was that?, but doing nothing at all against similarly un-super characters like, say, Wildcat or Green Arrow (honestly, what is Green Arrow going to do against Black Adam?), while at the same time showing the Marvel family to be completely ineffectual, it just goes on and on.

Then there’s stuff like the Aquaman sequence – apparently he summons… well, I have no idea who those giant guys were, certainly no one we’ve ever seen before – but how? He has no magical affinity that we’ve ever been shown before. Further, what exactly is he bargaining for? We’re shown the people in β€œSub Diego” drowning – but it strikes me that there’s not a human alive who is going to take more than, say, five minutes to drown. Clearly that’s not possibly enough time for Arthur to summon some gods (?), make a deal, and complete a ritual. Why are the people drowning, anyway? It doesn’t seem to be connected to anything that Adam has done, or even the idea of WW3. But, OK, fine, he manages to raise Sub Diego – but why does THIS WEEK’s issue of Aquaman reference the cast having to swim back to Sub Diego, then?

This kind of top-down plothammering is absolute CRAP, and it cements in my mind that the DCU isn’t a place for me any longer.

And that’s a god-damn shame.

BRAVE & BOLD #3: Meanwhile, this is exactly the kind of book that makes me think I’ll be reading DC comics until I’m well into my dotage – fun, funny, action-packed, moral, trenchant. If the overall DC line had HALF of the charm and verve of this title, DC would be ahead of Marvel by twenty points or more. EXCELLENT.

OK, so that’s the PICKS, both WEEK and WEAK, how about for the BOOKS?

I’ll give you two things you really should pick up, as they’re solid comics: v2 of Ed Brubaker’s DAREDEVIL: DEVIL INSIDE AND OUT, where he amazingly gets Matt out of where Bendis left him in a way that doesn’t strain credibility as much as you thought it might. I also really like the second volume of Matt Wagner’s recent Batman work – BATMAN & THE MAD MONK. Boy knows how to draw, and how to pace a story.

Right, back tomorrow with the first look at this week’s stuff, and, probably, the second of at least six daily blog entries for this week…

What did YOU think?

-B

We mean it, man: Graeme doesn't love The Queen.

There's something really kind of sad about GOD SAVE THE QUEEN, the new Vertigo graphic novel by Mike Carey and John Bolton. Not necessarily in the content of the book itself, although it's hardly the greatest thing that you'll read this year - or even this week, arguably - but just the fact that it's being published at all in 2007. For anyone who's read almost any Vertigo in the past - especially any high-profile Vertigo - then this book seems like nothing so much as the comic book equivalent of a Vertigo tribute cover band. The plot is just a mash-up of old Vertigo series (Look, the main character is a mix of Fairy and human, just like Tim Hunter from Books of Magic! But she's a rebel who doesn't conform, and has a well-meaning teacher try and reach out to her just like Dane from the Invisibles! And there're Titania and Puck, just like in Sandman!) with Carey bringing nothing new to the mix whatsoever. The plot moves along in exactly the direction you assume that it will, with dialogue that rings hollow and as if the characters exist in service to the plot instead of having a life of their own. The art, meanwhile, is a lifeless glossy mix of photoreference and Bolton's obvious-and-slightly-creepy love for his main model's body (which, considering she's meant to be a teenager, is really kind of disconcerting). This is a book that would've seemed cliched had Vertigo published it ten years ago, so I'm not entirely sure why it seemed like a good idea now. Actually, forget I said that; this is clearly a grab for the fantasy dollar (and, in particular, the Sandman dollar; the press release that accompanied this - because, yes, I got this as a preview copy from DC themselves - begins with a pullquote by Neil Gaiman, and the back-cover copy states that the book "echoes the epic scope of The Books of Magic and The Sandman." Mind you, the back-cover also claims that Bolton's art "perfectly captures ...the lurid underbelly of modern London," even though there's nothing particularly lurid about the art, and especially nothing that suggests any specific place never mind London, so perhaps YMMV, as they say), but it's such a non-inventive one, literally retreading old ground and trying to recreate old glories, that it leaves a nasty taste in my mouth. Never mind that Vertigo has, for better or worse, kind of moved past its Sandman-corpse-fucking days (with the obvious exception of Fables, although Fables is, unlike this book, good. Mind you, wasn't the Fables anthology the last hardcover OGN that Vertigo pushed out...?) and yet this book reaffirms all the stereotypes and cliches about the imprint - What made Sandman so good when it started was that there wasn't really anything else like it available. It had a sense of identity and uniqueness - a reason to exist - that this entirely lacks. As melodramatic as it sounds, a book like this doesn't just rip-off Sandman, it's almost disrespectful to the series in doing so.

(Yes, I know; disrespectful to a comic book. What can I say? It annoyed me.)

And that's before you've even got me started on the Sex Pistols riff in the title (Justified by the dialogue in the book from our heroic rebel: "God save the Queen. And her fascist regime. I mean, this was my Dad's music, this wasn't cool. It was beyond cool. And it was all mixed up in my head with memories of him. A thousand, thousand lullabies."), even though the ultimate message of this book - Just say no, and love your parents - is the safe alternative that punk was pushing against, or the fact that, weirdly, the cover art is just two panels from inside the book with some nice design to try and disguise the fact; was the book late for deadline, or did John Bolton decide that he couldn't be bothered doing any more paintings for the project...?

It's a Crap book, and not worth the $19.99 that they're asking for it. If you have that money in your pocket and you haven't read Sandman, The Invisibles or any earlier Vertigo, you should pick up one of those books instead.

Arriving 4/25

Reviews soon, I swear.... 30 DAYS OF NIGHT SPREADING THE DISEASE #5 (OF 5) 52 WEEK #51 ACTION COMICS #848 AMAZONS ATTACK #1 (OF 6) ASTRO CITY THE DARK AGE BOOK TWO #3 BART SIMPSON COMICS #35 BATMAN CONFIDENTIAL #5 BETTY & VERONICA #226 BETTY & VERONICA DIGEST #174 BLOWJOB #21 (A) BLUE BEETLE #14 BOOKS WITH PICTURES #3 CARTOON NETWORK BLOCK PARTY #32 CASTLE WAITING VOL II #6 CATWOMAN #66 CONNOR HAWKE DRAGONS BLOOD #6 (OF 6) CROSSING MIDNIGHT #6 DAREDEVIL #96 DEVI #10 DORK TOWER #36 EXILES #93 EXTERMINATORS #16 FALLEN SON DEATH OF CAPTAIN AMERICA AVENGERS FANTASTIC FOUR #545 CWI FIRESTORM THE NUCLEAR MAN #35 HEROES FOR HIRE #9 HUNTERS MOON CVR B #1 (OF 5) JOHNNY HIRO #1 JSA CLASSIFIED #25 JUGHEADS DOUBLE DIGEST #130 JUSTICE #11 (OF 12) JUSTICE SOCIETY OF AMERICA #5 KNIGHTS OF THE DINNER TABLE #126 NEW AVENGERS ILLUMINATI SECRET HISTORY (PP #758) NEW EXCALIBUR #19 NIGHTMARES AND FAIRY TALES #19 NINJA SCROLL #8 OUTSIDERS ANNUAL #1 PLANETARY BRIGADE ORIGINS #3 (OF 3) POWERS #24 PS238 #22 PUNISHER PRESENTS BARRACUDA MAX #3 (OF 5) RED MENACE #6 (OF 6) REX MUNDI DH ED #5 RIDE SAVANNAH (ONE SHOT) SADHU #7 (RES) SE7EN LUST #4 (OF 7) SILENT WAR #4 (OF 6) SNAKEWOMAN #10 SPIDER-MAN POSTER BOOK STAR TREK KLINGONS BLOOD TELL #1 KLINGON LANGUAGE VAR ED STAR TREK KLINGONS BLOOD WILL TELL #1 STAR TREK NEXT GENERATION THE SPACE BETWEEN #4 (OF 6) SUPER F$$$$$S #4 SUPERGIRL AND THE LEGION OF SUPER HEROES #29 TAG CURSED #3 (OF 5) TEEN TITANS GO #42 TRANSFORMERS SPOTLIGHT KUP TRUE STORY SWEAR TO GOD IMAGE ED #5 UNCLE SCROOGE #365 UNIQUE #2 (OF 3) USAGI YOJIMBO #102 WALK-IN #5 WALKING DEAD #37 WALT DISNEYS COMICS & STORIES #680 WAR OF THE UNDEAD #3 (OF 3) WETWORKS #8 WISDOM #5 (OF 6) WOLVERINE #53 WONDER WOMAN #8 WORMWOOD GENTLEMAN CORPSE #7 X-MEN FIRST CLASS #8 (OF 8)

Books / Mags / Stuff ANCIENT BOOK OF MYTH AND WAR HC BATMAN BLACK AND WHITE STATUE BY MATT WAGNER CABLE DEADPOOL VOL 6 PAVED WITH GOOD INTENTIONS TP CIVIL WAR FANTASTIC FOUR TP CIVIL WAR X-MEN TP COMICS JOURNAL #282 DRAWING THE LINE VOL 2 GN EC ARCHIVES WEIRD SCIENCE VOL 2 HC GEEK MONTHLY #4 GOD SAVE THE QUEEN HC HAWKGIRL THE MAW TP KING OF KINGS VOL 1 PKT ED LITTLE LULU VOL 15 THE EXPLORERS TP MICROGRAPHICA GN NICK CARDY COMIC STRIPS TP OVERSTREET COMIC BOOK PG VOL 37 NEW AVENGERS SC PAINKILLER JANE VOL 1 REG CVR TP PATH OF THE ASSASSIN VOL 6 TP PREVIEWS VOL XVII #5 RUNAWAYS VOL 7 LIVE FAST DIGEST TP SHENANIGANS GN SPIDER-MAN BLACK CAT EVIL THAT MEN DO TP SPIDER-MAN VISIONARIES ROGER STERN VOL 1 TP SUPERGIRL AND THE LEGION OF SUPER-HEROES VOL 4 THUNDERBOLT JAXON TP TRUTH JUSTIN & AMERICAN WAY TP TRUTH SERUM THE LONELY PARADE TP VADEBONCOEUR COLLECTION OF IMAGES #8 WILL EISNERS SPIRIT ARCHIVES VOL 21 HC WIZARD MAGAZINE DC TOP SECRET PROJECT CVR #188

Free Comic Book Day Stuff AMAZING SPIDER-MAN SWING SHIFT 2007 FCBD ED AMELIA RULES HANGIN OUT 2007 FCBD ED ARCHIE COMICS LITTLE ARCHIE 2007 FCBD ED ARCHIE COMICS SONIC THE HEDGEHOG 2007 FCBD ED ASTOUNDING WOLF-MAN #1 2007 FCBD ED BONGOS FREE FOR ALL 2007 FCBD ED COMICS 101 HOW TO & HISTORY LESSONS FROM PROS 2007 FCBD ED ( COMICS FESTIVAL 2007 FCBD ED FAMILY GUY HACK SLASH FLIP BOOK 2007 FCBD ED FCBD SCI-FI WHO WANTS TO BE SUPERHERO BOOK (BUNDLE OF 50) (N GUMBY 2007 FCBD ED HUNTERS MOON SALVADOR FLIP BOOK FCBD ED IMPACT UNIVERSITY VOL 3 2007 FCBD ED JUSTICE LEAGUE OF AMERICA #0 2007 FCBD ED LAST BLOOD #1 2007 FCBD ED LEGION OF SUPER HEROES IN THE 31ST CENTURY 2007 FCBD ED (NET LIBERTY COMICS #0 2007 FCBD ED #2 LONE RANGER NEW BATTLESTAR GALACTICA FLIP BOOK 2007 FCBD ED LOVE AND CAPES #4 2007 FCBD ED LYNDA BARRY SAMPLER 2007 FCBD ED MARVEL ADVENTURES THREE IN ONE 2007 FCBD ED NEXUS SPECIAL 2007 FCBD ED OWLY & KORGI 2007 FCBD ED STAR WARS CONAN FLIP BOOK FCBD EDITION TOKYOPOP CHOOSE YOUR WEAPON 2007 FCBD ED GN TRAIN WAS BANG ON TIME 2007 FCBD ED TRANSFORMERS THE MOVIE PREQUEL #1 2007 FCBD ED UMBRELLA ACADEMY ZERO KILLER PANTHEON CITY 2007 FCBD ED (NET UNSEEN PEANUTS 2007 FCBD ED #1 VIRGIN COMICS RAMAYAN 3392 AD 2007 FCBD ED WAHOO MORRIS 2007 FCBD ED #1 WALT DISNEYS MICKEY MOUSE 2007 FCBD ED WHITEOUT #1 2007 FCBD ED WIZARD HOW TO DRAW SAMPLER 2007 FCBD ED WOTC BAG O STAR WARS CMG FIGURES 2007 FCBD

What looks good to you?

-B

I try to make it up to Dan Didio: Graeme finishes 4/18's DC books.

I know, I know; it's APE this weekend, so I should be all about the indie comics this time out. But there are so many DC comics for me to write about this week, even though I have no idea why I ended up with quite so many... If it helps, expect me to write something about Nick Bertozzi's The Salon, as well as the new Eddie Campbell and Jeffrey Brown books, in the next couple of weeks. The Bertozzi book alone is very, very good and should be read by many. For now, though, step into the world where Dan Didio rules supreme. THE BRAVE AND THE BOLD #3: With every issue of this series, I'm becoming more and more convinced that Mark Waid is writing this after looking through some Phantom Zone viewer into my brain. Not only is this an outright fun superhero book - a romp, even - but it's something that grows in scope each month. As the plot gets more and more grandiose and out there, this issue also sees some of the more human moments of the series so far (and from Batman, no less, trying to help Spider-Ma - no, wait, I mean, Blue Beetle - be a better superhero). It's an interesting growth for the book, and a welcome one; if part of this series is to act as an introduction to new characters and a selling point for you to check out their books, then you need those character moments in order to properly do that, and the interplay between Batman and Jaime makes me want to check out what the real Beetle book is like each month. It's also welcome because, as over-the-top as the plot is becoming, it's those character moments that make this issue enjoyable and memorable.

That said, Batidus? Worth a Very Good grade all by itself.

THE SPIRIT #5: And talking of ridiculous plots, this issue of Darwyn Cooke's (so-much-more-than-a-) revival of Will Eisner's crimefighter deals with a brand new snack for kids: pork, beans and sugar. And, unless I completely misread the book, the beans are pig testicles. As if that wasn't enough, there's also the hint of bird bestiality mixed in with this tale of intellectual property appropriation, and yet somehow... it all works. More to the point, it works on multiple levels, so that both kids and adults will get different (and equally wonderful) things out've the story, whether it be a straight-forward adventure or a satire on easily-conned, image-conscious consumer culture. As if he hadn't already shown that he was pretty much the master of monthly adventure comics, this issue Cooke gets to add "pitch-perfect American bastardization of 'manga' style" to his quiver of genres, too... Very Good, and like every issue of the series so far, pretty highly recommended.

BIRDS OF PREY #105: As Gail Simone nears the (surprise) end of her run, the book continues to get back into the rhythm that it lost around the same time that it lost Simone's original heart of the series, Black Canary. Maybe it's because of the use of Simone's other superteam (the Secret Six, who are arguably more enjoyable here than the Birds themselves), but there's a welcome swagger to this book that hasn't been here for awhile. What's interesting for me is that it's that swagger that makes the book for me, even though I have to admit that I'm not that involved with (or really that sure that I'm entirely following) the plot; the second book this week that had that effect on me. Maybe I'm an easy sell when it comes to witty repartee? Good, nonetheless, and I'm very much looking forward to Simone taking over Wonder Woman later this year.

JUSTICE LEAGUE OF AMERICA #8: There are all manner of reasons why this should be a carcrash of an issue - It's a DC continuity nerd's dream to the point of ludicrousness, including using versions of current characters that haven't seen print for almost 20 years and continuing Brad Meltzer's fanboy-gone-mad-with-power style of writing the main characters. The art by "rising star" Shane Davis is fairly generic, papercut-face-filled, and in all ways that count, a return to Image Comics from the 1990s. The plot is, yet again, a slow build, and the dialogue is self-conscious and awkward. Yet, for some reason, it's Okay, perhaps entirely due to my inner DC-fanboy being sucked into the idea of a return for the Levitz-era Legion of Super-Heroes that gets offered up fairly strongly here. I'm so pathetic.

PICK OF THE WEEK is probably The Spirit, because Cooke manages to provide something that works really well for brand new readers who have no idea about continuity, no matter what their age may be. That kind of thing takes skill... PICK OF THE WEAK is, very obviously, World War III. Doing that kind of thing takes some kind of skill as well, but it's not a skill that we talk about in polite circles.

What has everyone else been up to this weekend, anyway?

Don't Rhyme No Mo': Graeme doesn't review.

So, APE weekend and even though I was too nervous to talk to anyone at the signing yesterday - I'm only exaggerating slightly, sadly - a fine time was still had by all. If I had to nominate a king and queen of the whole thing, it'd be Bryan Lee O'Malley and Hope Larson, who put up with my shyness and appreciated Kate's food tips never mind their obvious talent and attractiveness (That said, Kate's food tips are generally always worth listening to). They also let me buy a page of Scott Pilgrim art that is on its way to being displayed in the bathroom, if only because I've been told by my lovely wife that every bathroom needs something wonderful to look at. Buying art is actually a running theme for me at APE - Kate and I always end up with art (normally from Nucleus, who rep artists that Kate adores; every year she buys prints from them to frame and hang in the house) instead of books, even though we both wander around and see many things that look pretty great. That said, this year it's worth heading to the convention (if you haven't already) for the guests alone; even if Bryan and Hope aren't your thing, there's also Gene Yang, Derek Kirk Kim, Kevin Huizenga (someone else I was entirely too scared to talk to on Friday. Me = Dick, in case you didn't know), Debbie Huey, and - if he's there tomorrow at the AiT booth like he was today - Matt Silady, who did The Homeless Channel that I raved about here. Go and ask him to tell you about his book. And then you should all buy lots of art, just like Kate and m'self.

Reviews tomorrow, honestly.

Still catching up

I actually thought about changing the name of the blog to Graeme McMillan's Savage Critic for the week, since he's been carrying all of our asses this week... Anyway, about 60% of my ComicsPRO emails and calls have been made, I completed ONOMATOPOEIA this morning (gonna be amusing to photocopy it "while" we have a major signing going on), and the new TILTING AT WINDMILLS is up at Newsarama, wherein I talking about the ComicsPRO meeting.

Reviewish stuff...soon. BUt probably not before Sunday, honestly.

Also, one thing I didn't get into my column (it didn't seem to fit the tone), but I pasted it off into Notepad so I wouldn't lose it:

Let’s end this with the third weirdest thing about the trip: The Orleans hotel has a check cashing service these days. If you haven’t been to one of these old-school Vegas hotels, you need to understand that the hotel lobby is the casino. In order to get anywhere in the hotel, you have to pass through the casino. So, five to ten times a day I’m walking through the casino, and past the check cashing line, and during normal 9-5 business hours that line is the longest line in the whole joint – usually 40+ people deep.

Like any check cashing service, it’s pretty clear that the people using it are generally poor – that’s why most of them are using such a service in the first place. (and let me say that using these services is a really bad financial deal, and should really be avoided in anything except the most desperate of times) It’s really pretty evil to set up a checking cashing deal in the middle of a casino – way to stack the house against the poor twice over – but what astounded me even more was that the casino had waitresses serving booze to the people in line.

Only in Vegas, I guess.

-B

Reminder....

I keep trying to avoid that situation (which I know is nonetheless inevitable) where I'll post pictures of the event next week and someone will say, "Hey, I didn't know that was happening! Why didn't you post a reminder or something? I even looked at your blog that Friday because I was in town for APE and I didn't see anything!"

If you're in town around 5, stop by. It's going to be a tremendous gathering of talent under one roof, and a great way to kick off your APE weekend.

Filling our bathtubs with t-shirts and 8 by 10s: Graeme is tired, plus 4/18.

Is it just me, or has this week been really, exceptionally, surreally long? Perhaps it's because last weekend was so pleasant that I wasn't prepared for the shock of the work week, perhaps it because I've been looking forward to APE and tonight's signing all week, perhaps it's because someone has been messing with all of our clocks and this week really has been 12 days long, but good lord, this has been a ridiculous week. Any time you wake up on a Wednesday and wish that it's a Friday, you know that you're going to be a zombie by the time that the real Friday comes around. And I'm not talking cute Minimates version of Marvel Zombies zombie, either.

(Actually, that reminds me - When the next Previews comes out, please leaf through to find the new McFarlane "Lost" toys. There are four characters in this new release: Sawyer, fully-clothed in action pose. Jin, fully-clothed in action pose. Mr. Eko, fully-clothed in action pose. And Sun, outstretched in a bikini. I'd complain about sexism, but that seems kind of pointless when you remember that McFarlane Toys were also responsible for turning the Wizard of Oz into a BDSM fantasy where Dorothy was tied up, blindfolded and slave to munchkins (Arguably not safe for work, depending on your work's stance on topless bondage action figures). Nonetheless, I'd love to know what the actress who plays Sun on the show thinks about her figure.)

NIGHTWING ANNUAL #2: Say what you like about Dick Grayson, but he's not the smoothest lover in the fictional world - Midway through this relationship retrospective, we see that Dick goes to Barbara Gordon as soon as he finds out that she's been shot and crippled by the Joker, has sex with her, and then tells her that he's getting married to someone else. Exactly how that goes towards this annual's unstated-but-clear goal of appeasing the fans who were appalled that One Year Later not only split this couple up but also didn't refer back to their cliffhanger engagement by proving that the two characters are, like, rilly rilly in love with each other and totally meant to be 2gether 4evah, I'm not entirely sure, but I'm also fairly confident that the sex scene from that sequence is more than enough misdirection for them to keep them away from the clear suggestion that Dick Grayson is, well, a dick.

That's what stayed with me most from this special. Not that Dick is a dick, but that it's one of the clearest pieces of fan service that DC has offered in awhile, and considering that you could argue that a lot of DC's post-Infinite Crisis moves have been fan service of one type or another (even if those fans have been the creators, in many cases), that's saying something. It's an interesting thing to watch - resetting the romance between Dick Grayson and Barbara Gordon involves a couple of near retcons that actually make a lot more sense than what we've previously been seen (Putting at least a month between the big last battle and Batman leaving Gotham to go around the world to find himself makes a lot of plot sense, but arguably messes up 52's timeline, for example, and for the ending to make sense it helps to ignore Bruce Jones making Dick Casanova during his run - but then, ignoring Bruce Jones' writing generally makes sense anyway) - if uncomfortable at times because, really, who wanted to see Robin hide his hard-on from Batman under his cape?

(As soon as I wrote that, I realized that there is probably a large contingent of Robin fandom who wants to see that very thing. There we go with that fanservice thing again...)

Thing is, it's not that bad a book; Marc Andreyko's script manages to negotiate a minefield of continuity and editorial decisions and still come out not only as readable, but almost convincing; they're a dysfunctional couple, sure, but they're a believable dysfunctional couple no matter how many bad decisions that they're forced (by the creators) to make. 52's most consistent art team of Joe Bennett and Jack Jadson do what they did on the weekly book, and provide solid if dull support with the occasional striking image - they do a very good Batman on the opening spread - and the overall impression of the book is something that's weirdly Good despite the entirely cynical circumstances surrounding its creation.

And, yes, I'm a sap for wanting to see these two crazy kids make it work. But that's hardly a surprise.

Jeff Apologizes for Not Posting Lately and [Spoiler!] Reviews Some Stuff.

This week has flown by scarily fast. Almost a week since I last posted? The signing's tomorrow? APE is this weekend? I'm like the low-budget version of Rip Van Winkle (and what an underwhelming twist on that classic story I would be: "Last thing I remember is falling asleep after bowling with dwarfs. And when I wake up...it's one week later!") (By the way? If you go to the wikipedia entry for Rip Van Winkle--perhaps because you're unsure if it was dwarfs or ghosts or giants or what Mr. Van Winkle was bowling with--you'll see there's a spoiler warning before the plot sypnosis. Ditto for "Goldilocks and the Three Bears." I'm agog at the concept, and will now spend the next thirty-six hours imagining what kind of angry email someone who's had the story of Goldilocks and The Three Bears spoiled for them might write.)

Since chances are good it might be another few days before I turn up to post again, lemme cover some stuff I've been reading recently.

DEATH NOTE VOL. 11: Looks to be heading for a big wrap-up, but, to be honest, I'm so taken by Takeshi Obata's art, I could probably read another ten volumes of this. There's a sequence where Near breaks out a suitcase full of Kubrick figures which he labels and shoots with a popgun that had me appallingly rapt--appalling because I was just as engrossed by a similar scene several volumes ago where Near uses an evilly-grinning finger puppet just a volume or two ago. (Fans of that finger puppet will be heartened to know he makes a reappearance here in Chapter 96.) Also, even though it's been used 9 million times, close-ups of Near's owl-like eyes followed by close-ups of Light's evil cat-eyes also fill me with a shocking amount of joy, no matter how often I see them.

There's other strange delights here, stuff that works more or less because it shouldn't work. For example, by this volume, the internal monologues of the characters trying to second-guess each other have grown so numerous they literally obscure the characters' faces. It seems like the sort of imbalance in the verbal-visual blend that would have R.C. Harvey's panties (girly-cartoon festooned panties, it should be noted) in a bunch, but it works here as a symbol of how the characters' obsessions are obliterating any other trace of them. Similarly, the scenes where two characters who are being bugged are communicating by writing on a piece of paper while carrying on a conversation for the benefit of their listeners is the sort of thing I can't imagine being done half as well in any other medium. Not only is it not boring, it's genuinely riveting and a testament to the velocity of Death Note's story: you can't help but be sucked in.

Anyway, a lot depends on how it wraps up, I would think, but if you're a big fan of the series, I'm thinking you'll also find this Very Good stuff.

KING CITY VOL. 1: I dug Graeme's review of this but even though he gave this book a Very Good rating, I wasn't particularly compelled to pick it up. Nonetheless,he lent it to me when I lent him Empowered so I figured it'd be worth a read, and holy shit, did I love it. King City is such a balls-out, energetic comic book achievement that I started making a list of all the people I wanted to get copies to even before I finished it. Only the fact that this is Graeme's copy prevented me from trying to loan it out a half-dozen times this week.

The near-futuristic setting and the wandering approach to a genre story makes it feel a lot like early Paul Pope to me, but Graham is goofier, less eager to impress, than early Pope and a lot of the scenes have a winningly comedic tone to them (I think one of my favorites is when the protagonist Joe tries to draw the mystery woman who has led him and his buddy into events way behond their understanding, and all he can really recall is her butt). Nearly all of the panels of the book burst with strange new products, bad puns, graffitti, cartoony vigor. In some ways, it may be the most impressive non-debut (Graham's got four other books under his belt) since Scott Pilgrim, and I highly recommend you start beating the bushes off your favorite Tokyopop dealer to find a copy. Very Good stuff that I really, really enjoyed. It charmed the hell out of me.

Okay, the wife is making hand gestures indicating we have to go to dinner now, so more later, hopefully tomorrow before I head to the store.

Congratulations, but you can congratulate them yourself if you're around tomorrow...

Hey, look, the Eisner Nominations are out. And two names in particular stand out for me: Best Graphic Albumβ€”New American Born Chinese, by Gene Luen Yang (First Second)

Special Recognition Hope Larson, Gray Horses (Oni)

Wow, wouldn't it be great if the two of them appeared together at a signing along with Kevin Huizenga and Bryan Lee O'Malley? Like, tomorrow, between 5 and 7?

I just wanted to get that in before Jeff did.

Political, science: Graeme continues 4/8.

Is it so wrong of me that I'm cursing the fact that I have to, you know, work today, when I'd much rather be sitting in front of C-SPAN watching the Alberto Gonzales testimony? In between all the things I'm supposed to be doing this morning, I'm already checking all my usual news and politics sites to see what he's said and whether he's been nailed yet. Even if there's nothing wrong with (a) wanting to skip work to (b) stay up to date with current affairs, I'm sure that there is definitely something wrong with (c) enjoying Gonzales squirm when presented with his own words and asked to explain them without coming right out and saying "Well, obviously, I was lying." But on less political matters:

There's this moment in MIGHTY AVENGERS #2 where it looks like Brian Michael Bendis is doing a very funny metatextual joke at the expense of Frank Cho. Janet Van Dyne, the "winsome" Wasp - and why does no-one else call her that anymore? When did describing people as "winsome" go out of style? - looks at the brand new all-woman mostly-naked Ultron and says "Does anyone think that looks exactly like me with worse hair?" I read that and thought, hey, Bendis is making a funny about the fact that Frank Cho can only draw one woman and just changes their hairstyle. Good for him! And then it turns out to be a plot point by the end of the issue, and I was depressed.

That said, this was a pretty Good issue. A low good, sure, but stronger than the last issue... Bendis is already visibly processing what worked and didn't from his first issue, the most obvious indicator being his dramatic dialing back the use of thought balloons (Not getting rid of them altogether, sadly - Don't get me wrong, I like thought balloons just fine; I just don't like Bendis's take on the idea, which is too cute by half). He's still overusing flashbacks, however. If he was writing this review, this would the point where I'd say something about his use of flashbacks -

EIGHT HOURS AGO: Hmm, this episode of Lost is interesting. Brian K. Vaughan's first one, huh? Maybe I should finish off that Mighty Avengers review. Frank Cho's art is technically very good, but oddly lifeless, though - The coloring really gives it some weight and saves it -

- and then we'd come back to me writing this review right now.

(Also, if he was writing this review, it would probably be more positive, and I would say more things in parenthetical asides. Like this one. And then, caught in the moment of demonstrating, I'd probably say something like "Oy".)

Both Mighty and New Avengers have become overly reliant on the cross-time-cutting (New much more than Mighty; wasn't almost all of the most recent issue a flashback?), and I don't really see why, or what it adds to the readers' enjoyment of the story. You could argue the opposite, in fact; in New, it actively undercuts the tension for the reader - you already know that the characters have survived their encounter with the other Avengers because you've seen them fine and healthy a day later already. It pretty much reads to me as if he's trying to keep himself interested more through structural trickery than through the stories he's writing, somewhat offputtingly, but I'm holding out hope that we'll either see him pulling back on the gimmick and/or explaining his use of it before too long.

Nevertheless, this was a fun enough book. Like this week's Justice League, you can see Bendis trying to write the stories that he read as a kid, but his own style tweaks that formula whether intentionally or otherwise. Not that that stops it being interesting or enjoyable; if anything, it may make it more enjoyable than your average monster/robot/superhero slugfest. It's not a book to change your life or even your reading habits, but I think that Bendis has passed the point of wanting to make those anymore; books like this make me think that he's instead at the point of comfortably trying to give them what they want, as long as he can make it work for him, as well. And, if nothing else, it is entirely devoid of someone telling you how Civil War changed everything, meaning that it's automatically better than almost every other mainstream Marvel title right now.

War, huh, etc: Graeme wishes that he wasn't a survivor of World War III.

I'm sure that everyone else in the world remembers the sense of unease when DC talked about WORLD WAR III for the first time. There was, if you will, a disturbance in the DC Nerd Force when this four-part-series-all-released-in-one-day was announced - a deep intake of breath at the idea that maybe 52 wasn't going to get it all done after all, and that they needed four extra comics to tell the story and explain everything that had happened in the missing year. In an effort to try and calm the fanbase, Dan Didio explained that you didn't have to read any of World War III's four issues (and, really, where's the thematic consistency in that? Three issues for World War Three, people. Come on, that's easy) in order to understand what happened in 52 that week. Having now read all of World War III and 52 Week 50, I have to agree. In fact, I'll go further: 52 Week 50 is much, much better if you don't read World War III. In fact, I'll go further than that: Don't waste your time or your money on World War III.

Now, I'm not the most market savvy of internet comic geeks, but I can't help but feel that both Countdown and especially World War III show just how badly that DC have misunderstood the success of 52 - I don't really think that the book sold just because it was weekly, or because it was continuity porn (which seem to be the main selling points of Countdown and WWIII, respectively), but because of the creators involved in 52 (namely, DC's four biggest writers) and the novelty of what was originally sold to us as a self-contained 52-part "novel" that would explore the DC Universe in more detail than we've seen before, setting up the new rules of the world post-massive status quo-changing crossover event. That's pretty much still the case for me, and probably most of the audience who has stuck with 52 this far; to be honest, with two weeks of 52 left, my main concern has nothing to do with finding out how Firestorm got to be merged with Firehawk or why Manhunter became a defense attorney, but instead that none of the core storylines are going to reach any kind of adequate conclusion. Which isn't to say that I don't doubt that there is a section of DC's core fanbase out there wondering about all of those dangling plots from the One Year Later jump, just that it wasn't 52's main draw. Maybe I'm old-fashioned, but I kind of wanted the unanswered questions from each leap forward to be handled in the series that they were initially raised, anyway; that way, the creators who came up with the questions could answer them, and the readers wouldn't find themselves forced to buy another series for a chunk of the story. But that's why I don't run multi-million dollar franchise-enabling publishing companies.

Here's the thing - 52 #50? It's Okay, at best; it stays with the series' inability so far to close any of their plotlines, as well as their tendency to devote entire issues to a plot as they attempt to pull it to a close (See the Steel/Luthor battle in week 40 or the Ralph Dibny finish in week 42, for proof of both; if you look at week 50 in the context of the series and ignore the "event" that was added on after the fact, this isn't any more of an important issue or storyline than those, although it does have a much more satisfying conclusion than either - The final solution for Black Adam has an oddly optimistic and inventive bent that suggests Morrison or Waid's input). But part of the reason that it works as well as it does is because it holds together as a complete chapter in and of itself, if that makes sense - There's an internal consistency that keeps the whole thing moving along. As soon as you start introducing "important things you may not have known" about scenes from the issue, as WWIII does, then you start to undermine the core book. Especially when the new scenes that you're adding are, to put it mildly, horrible.

World War III as a series takes the art aesthetic of 52 as a series - which is, essentially, "It's not great but it's on time; it'll get the job done" - and applies it to the writing as well. It's a series that, despite two writers (whose writing is entirely interchangable; I couldn't tell you which writer worked on which book without looking at the credits) and four artists, struggles to even stay readable most of the time. Everything about the series misfires: The staging is pedestrian and haphazard (There isn't any real narrative flow to each issue, never mind the series itself; it reads entirely disjointedly, as if scenes have been placed randomly into pages), the dialogue is - at best - wooden and the narration (by the Martian Manhunter, who gets to bookend the action of the series thanks to retconning 52 #45 and being "behind the scenes" in 52 #50) even worse:

"Theft. Lies. Deceit. All in the name of justice. The two sides of human nature, once more represented. Smaller acts of malice performed in the service of the greater good. It is not the Martian way. It is not my way. Or... is it?"

The story in the four WWIII issues undermining 52 in terms of plot makes a certain sense, if you think about it - The addition of a spin-off book that (despite the intentions of 52's creators) essentially being sold as "If you want more of 52, you can get it here!" undermines the initial complete-in-and-of-itself nature of 52's time capsule concept as a series and also undermines whatever goodwill and consistency that the series has built up for more or less the last year by adding an additional 4 books of unknown quantity (due to the unknown - ie, no involvement from Grant Morrison, Greg Rucka, Geoff Johns or Mark Waid - creative team) to the fan's shopping list at essentially the last minute.

The worst sin of the series, however, has nothing to do with the workmanlike execution and everything to do with the core idea behind the series itself, because we don't get any of the major One Year Later changes actually explained to us. The entire point of the series - something that Dan Didio even repeats in his DC Nation column in the back of each issue this week - and it completely and utterly fails at it. Sure, we get to see some of the changes happen, but they don't get explained. Martian Manhunter has a new look because he mindmelded with Black Adam and then blacked out! Okay, but why? There's Jason Todd dressed up as Nightwing! Yeah, but why? Supergirl ended up in the Legion of Super-Heroes' future then comes back and gets split in two... but how? And what does that actually mean, anyway? Aquaman turns into a sea monster after raising Sub Diego... but why? And so on, and so on. That the changes happened isn't news - We've known about them for a year now - so just showing us them doesn't do any good. This was supposed to be the book that explained everything that we've seen, but it couldn't even do that right.

To add insult to injury, the series finishes with a cutaway to the Monitors, those harbingers of crossovers yet-to-come:

"Some have lived. Some have died. Others have... changed."

"They must evolve or they will not be prepared. Their darkest hour has not yet arrived."

So, yeah. Your $10 on getting "the full story" of what happened to the DC Universe during 52 week 50 ends with a badly-written advertisement to keep buying more DC books. It's kind of fitting, I guess, because if you made your future purchasing decisions based purely upon World War III, it's very possible that you'd never buy another DC comic ever again.

(All of the above said, the worst part of the series is arguably the most laughable - Don't buy the book, but look at the first page of #4: It's a fifteen panel grid of close-ups of the various superheroes while they wait for the final battle, and you see the icons of Green Lantern or Wildcat grimacing, or Hawkgirl holding a mace and... What's that in panel 6? Oh, that's right - It's a close-up on Power Girl's breasts, with her top torn open to reveal more of her blood-spattered cleavage.

Whoever made the decision to let that stay in the book? Classy. Really, really classy.)

Without a doubt, an incredible misfire from DC. Really, really Awful.