Showing posts with label Butcher Baker. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Butcher Baker. Show all posts

Monday, September 5, 2011

Chronic Approved: Savage Dragon # 173!




















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. 

The best book nobody read
I rather enjoyed Xombi # 6, matter of fact.  That book has a signature energy, a kind of child-like exuberance rarely seen from well, anyone or any thing these days.  Xombi # 6 featured a sisterhood of blood mummies with two hearts, cloaks made from spiders still crawling about their handiwork, and each carrying a moon blade with 28 different side effects.  Depending on what phase the moon is in, a strike from one of those blades might remove memories of loved ones.  That's what John Rozum brought to the table every issue of this woefully under appreciated series.  Frazier Irving's art was always off the charts, too.  I don't even understand art and I know what he's doing to special.  We didn't order it, so we don't deserve it, I guess.

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.

Like Playboy, read it for the articles
And once again, I enjoyed the back matter in Butcher Baker 300% more than I enjoyed the main contents.  I did enjoy the fact that Casey is elevating the Jackie Gleason Sheriff's role into something closer to formidable, and pushing Butcher toward something more zen than cro magnun.  But mostly it was a lot of experimental psychedelia, and a lot less fun than we've been having. 

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".

- Ryan

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Market Spotlight: Jimmy Palmiotti Edition!




















We did a weird show for Chronic Insomnia # 187 that featured none of our regular segmentos, including Market Spotlight.  In case my Market Heads were feeling cheated, here's what would have gone on the show if things had gone normally!

Time Bomb TPB
Radical Comics
Jimmy Palmiotti/Justin Gray/Paul Gulacy
ISBN:  1935417401
Suggested retail = $14.95

So I was listening to the "Listen To Jimmy" podcast ( I guess that means I'm capable of taking direction) and heard Mr. Palmiotti himself observe that the Time Bomb trade was sold out at Amazon.  Hmmmm.

I walked over to Amazon and saw that there were only a couple of books available, all in the $100+ price range.  Now before we go crazy, let's take a breath and assess.  It's incredibly unlikely that anybody is getting that par for that book, particularly when it just hit stands about four minutes ago.  Secondly, Amazon has since offered the book for $8.27, but with the kiss of death phrase "usually ships within 6-8 days".

Given the recent release date, it's probably that Amazon does have a line on more copies, which would (at least temporarily) kill the secondary action on the book.  But I've seen many, many examples where Amazon thought it had copies of items and it could not have been more wrong.

Frankly Radical hasn't been around long enough for me to have a read on how good they are at keeping things in print and distributing them properly.  It's possible that they'll instantly recognize the trickle demand and keep up.  It's also possible that Time Bomb isn't readily available again, ever.

Should that happen, I imagine this is an easy flip at $40-$50.  Basically what I'm saying is that I don't think it makes sense to back up the truck on this, (assuming you could ever locate a truckful) but it wouldn't be a bad idea to tuck a copy away if you found one, even at full retail.  Worse case scenario?  You have a really fun story about soldiers travelling in time to shoot Nazis in the face.  You could certainly do worse.


Secret Six:  Six Degrees of Devastation TPB
DC Comics
Gail Simone/Brad Walker/Jimmy Palmiotti
ISBN:  140121231x
Suggested retail = $14.99


Friend of the show Nick pointed out to me that this Secret Six trade just went kaboom.  Which is weird to me, because I just looked at this book on Amazon less than a week ago recommending it to another listener.  There was no such activity then, but now there are only a half dozen copies available, and the minimum it takes right now is about $80.

I've actually been waiting for this for some time, because Secret Six is exceptionally underrated, and once a person is exposed to the title, I can't imagine that they wouldn't backtrack immediately to get everything.  So a Secret Six TPB spike was pretty much inevitable.

In a weird piece of Joycian synchronicity, Six Degrees of Devastation was inked by Jimmy Palmiotti.  Everything he touches is turning to secondary gold, I guess.  Which is fine.  I like buying as many of these as you can for retail or less.  This one should have some legs, because I don't see DC being aware enough to reprint this for some time.



Butcher Baker: The Righteous Maker # 1
Image Comics
Script:     Joe Casey
Pencils:   Mike Huddleston
Suggested retail = $2.99

Last week's Chronic Buzz Book was clearly under ordered, because demand is outstripping supply significantly.  Butcher Baker has been commanding $15-$20 on eBay for the past couple of days, usually on "Buy-It-Nows".

Not a bad idea to grab a couple of these if your LCS was prescient enough to order some copies.  Eventually the second print hits, and then the trade, and at that point your profit window is likely killed.  If this becomes some kind of legend, (and it might) selling now is a mistake.  This is just a different kind of book.  What Joe Casey has done here is surgically graft a set of rhinoceros balls on a honey badger, dropped some tabasco in its eyes, and then stapled a clown wig on its head before he released it on your face.

I'd for sure keep one for your collection, because the story is worth it.  Then I'd play the odds and flip whatever else I could as soon as possible. 

I'm not sure what any of this has to do with Jimmy Palmiotti, but I bet he had beers with Casey at some point or something like that.  Close enough!

Ryan