I got my DCB Service box on Friday, read most of them today. (Couldn't wait to dive into FF, that got read the instant I got home from work) What is it today, Labor Day? Is that why I'm not getting mail? Whatever actual day we're supposed to be celebrating, I hope yours is going better than mine.
I got sick. So I'm a bit off, I have zero patience, and it feels like my higher faculties are missing at the moment. I doubt I'll have anything of import or insight to share, which is just as well. Spacey angry posts can be good, too, I suppose.
I read a lot of pretty good comics today, the theme seemed to be a packet of well-intentioned but very much self aware books; Batman, Inc. # 8, Xombi # 6, and Butcher Baker The Righteous Maker # 6. Each is very aware of how clever they are, to be specific. And this can be a good thing, and I wouldn't suggest that any of these comics constituted bad storytelling.
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Batman, Inc. was interesting, but this one was probably the most "in your face" with how cutting edge it desperately wanted you to understand it was. Lots of virtual threats in cyber space, with Batman again showing how far out of the box he's become with his crusade against crime. And it is smart, to be sure. The art, quite odd and fascinating. For me, the package as a whole didn't land. We'll blame it on the bacteria raging through my system.
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The back matter, of course, was worth the price of admission. And in this installment, mostly Casey describes his comic book reading rituals as a teenager. I wish I could have had 20 pages of that, frankly. Matter of fact, I think if Joe Casey were to attempt something along the lines of Morrison's Super Gods, I would pay $20 for that without a twitch. Just - bam! - give me that, right now.
The comic that struck me most today was Savage Dragon, though. It all started with a throw-away gag that Larsen planted in a newspaper Malcolm was reading:
Now that's funny to me, all day long. It's a nice example of a way in which comics work that most mediums do not. You could certainly do that in South Park, for sure. But South Park's entire game is centered around pushing boundaries and doing what established mores say one should not. I don't think it's commentary on marketing/advertising, or anything dull like that. I think Erik Larsen just thought that was funny, (he's correct) it's his book, (he's also correct about that) and so he just did it. You can still do stuff like that in comics. For a little while, any way.
I'm always a little back-and-forth on Dragon, I think because I'm not really the target audience. What I ultimately find appealing is this sort of weird paradox where things are wide open, free, and it doesn't take itself too seriously, and yet...it's very respectful to it's players. The book is crazy, but there's never any winking to the audience about how silly all of this is. We're meant to care about the characters and the events that shape their lives. Erik Larsen certainly does, and there's no Deadpoolian playing to the crowd to subvert the drama.
But make no mistake, the book is crazy. The "big bad" of this issue was a red-faced behemoth named "Mr. Glum", for god's sake. But then again, inside of that Larsen was playing with the negative side effects of fame and image, and the burden's of legacy. Of course the bulk of the action was spurred by Mr. Glum wanting to go on a kind of "date night" cheeseburger run in another dimension with his partner, who is pretty hot and really shouldn't want anything to do with a would-be-world-conqueror with a red stone face.
And it all would have gone off without a hitch, but Mr. Glum forgot to bring money, and couldn't remember what American dollars looked like well enough to pass off his illusion. So he dined and dashed, and Malcolm Dragon proceeded to dispense with culinary justice. Naturally, this will almost certainly cause Mr. Glum to try and take over the planet somewhere down the road. It's just...crazy. But it's a good kind of crazy, and it's the kind we don't see enough of in comics.
Larsen didn't write that story so he could sell a "Mr. Glum Attacks" crossover event six months from now. He obviously did it because he thought it might be interesting and develop the characters a bit before they got to punching each other in the face. And once again, Erik Larsen is right. It was fun, and it is interesting. And with the poop joke included, this month's issue of Savage Dragon is absolutely certified as "Chronic Approved".