Thursday, May 21, 2009

Let's Talk About Batman ... or not

Battle for the Cowl #3

What a letdown. I want to talk about it for a minute, and probably only a minute. Why? Because, my friends, we have seen every bit of this story before, in one way or another, and it reveals nothing new, says nothing new, and in fact, says it in a very stilted, wooden way. SPOILER ALERT - if you care, I will reveal the ending. But I suspect you wouldn't be surprised by it anyhow.

This story started out with a whimper, and ends with a bang - a whole lotta bang, and not a lot more. The storyline here is tissue thin. If you like action movies, you'll probably dig it, but for me, this entire series was poorly conceived.

As a writer, Tony Daniel does not really excel. As mentioned, the plot is barely there, and what does exist is snippets from Knightfall and No Man's Land. The dialogue is forced and wooden, and the character development - well it's just bad. In the first pages, the Huntress and the rest of the Network are summarily dismissed to track down the mad bomber, or whatever (and btw, we're supposed to believe that some 18 heroes are insufficient to cover for Batman? I know he's a badass, but... really?). The impostor Batman, Jason Todd (wooo surprised? No? me either) is reduced from an interesting character who might have employed different methods in his efforts to emulate his mentor to a one-dimensional, not nearly as interesting Joker wannabe (psycho, doesn't care who he kills, yada yada yada). "Overcompensating." Do ya think? In the last pages we see the most cliched ending possible - Jason falls (voluntarily) to his "death" (yeah, right) and Dick assumes the mantle of the Batman. Just as we knew he would from looking at the cover of BFTC #1. I think I would refer to this book as BFD #3 if I thought anyone would appreciate it.

As an artist, Daniel is somewhat better, however I find his interior art, particularly the big two-page spreads and splash panels, quite over-posed. It's like he's channeling his Image days, and not in a good way. In other places, he is quite good and does turn out some excellent panels, but his storytelling is so rushed in places... this is one of those issues that needed to just slow down and breathe a little. The pacing was terribly off, and I found myself just trying figure out wtf was going on from time to time. He needs a writer so he can focus on the artwork.

Some mysteries are left unsolved. For example, what happened to the Huntress and the rest of the Network? Who blew everything up? Who is the dude pretending to be Two-Face (is that really Two-Face? Because he doesn't feel like Two-Face to me). And who is the Black Mask?

Frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn, based on this series. Whatever. Somebody, let me know whenever they reveal it.

Overall, this was a pretty ho-hum experience for me. Been there, done that, wore the t-shirt. Didn't you? Well, if you didn't, you will. I, for one, am pretty tired of the hackneyed "Death of...(insert your favorite character's name here)" which turns out a year later to be a big old hose job. Tim, of course, has survived Jason's attempt to kill him, big surprise, and Damian returned to add his bratty little interjections (which were actually some of the more entertaining bits, between him and the Squire). It all just fell flat for me.

The end.

So let's move on to something infinitely more interesting:

Umbrella Academy: Dallas #6

Loved the whole thing, for the same reasons as I loved Umbrella Academy: Apocalypse Suite. It's really the continuation of that story, and this is the complete opposite of the book we just discussed.

The plot, by Gerard Way, is key to everything here, but perfect counterpoint is Gabriel Ba's odd, angular, and very highly stylized art.

Once again making with very witty dialogue, fun twists and turns, and the wonderfully elegant explanation to the entire conspiracy theory surrounding the Kennedy assassination, Gerard Way weaves a story that involves temporal mechanics that actually does not suck. That's pretty hard to do. Briefly, No. 5 must journey back in time to prevent himself from assassinating the President, or face the end of the world in a fiery cataclysm. As some factions of the very dysfunctional Umbrella Academy seem fractured beyond repair, others seem to be pulling together to fight the future, and there is a deft handling of the sense of accomplishment as well as the whiff of despair running through them. Ba's artwork conveys humor, excitement, and the weary sadness of some characters with equal skill; it is nothing short of a joy to read and study.

Seeing the apathetic, obese Spaceboy rouse himself one more time to try, and then the revelation involving the Rumor in this issue was a rare comic book treat - these characters are quite touching, and I credit the writer with imbuing them with that spark of life that makes a lasting impression. No. 5 builds his model of the solar system - sans Earth. What it means is up for grabs - perhaps it is his comment on just how high the stakes in this thing were. Perhaps it means that he failed to avert the coming disaster and knows it. These are mysteries worth investigating, and I hope to be there to see it all play out. It will have to wait awhile as Gerard Way is now recording the new My Chemical Romance album, plus becoming a father. I'm certain that with both happening at the same time, it'll be a little while before we get another Umbrella Academy. Whenever it comes, on the strength of the 12 issues that exist now, it will be worth the Way-t. Get it?

The contrast between my two picks this week is huge: while one is full of cliched writing, stilted, forced dialoge, and other tired bullshit, the other is chock-full of fun, dynamic action, wit, and great storytelling. Battle for the Cowl attempted to, in Crisis-style, include everyone who's anyone in the Bat-Universe. But to what end? They weren't used - at all. They were simply in there so that they could be seen. Unfortunately, this franchise, like Star Trek before it, has become so strangled by its own mythologies that it is doomed to continue to repeat itself until it breaks the boundaries and does something fresh and new (I cited Star Trek as proof that this can be done successfully). I hope that will be sooner than later, because by the end, I could wait for it to be over, and I never want to read those stories again - for the third or fourth time, I forget which now. Meanwhile, Umbrella Academy added freshness and depth to the characters we met in the earlier series, gave us a bunch of nice, punchy dialogue that people in similar situations might actually be able to say - though being in situations like these would be highly unlikely. The little twist at the end between Luther (Spaceboy) and Allison (Rumor) and Five (00.05) was super cool, and lent a lovely, aching wistful quality to the denoument at the end - the pacing was superb, and when the book ended, I wanted to read it again, and then read another one just like it.

What did you read this week?


Monday, May 4, 2009

Free Comic Book Day - May 2, 2009

In keeping with the theme of discussing comics and pop culture events, I wanted to say a few words about Free Comic Book Day.

First of all, it rocks because it puts three great words together in the same phrase: Free. Comic. Book. Second of all, it rocks because it gets families together, or it gets people to come out - and even if all they think they want is free swag, what they really get is so much more, if of course they go to a store like Metropolis. We do free raffles throughout the day, we have guests in to sign and sketch and just meet folks. We have costumed superheroes (mostly friends of the store, not hired hands) who just get a kick out of being there. And the kids who show up get their pictures taken with their favorite heroes who show up - I have a great story to share from last Free Comic Book Day, and then one about this one.

Last year, I approached my niece, Ashley, about asking her boyfriend, Ryan, to put on a Superman costume for the event. Ryan is 6'5", 270 pounds of brawny hunk. His face is ... well, it's him in my profile pic with me. His face is perfect, I think. He's so handsome it's crazy, but he's not so pretty that he's offputting. His features are kind and open, and he is quick to smile. At first, he was absolutely against it. He was embarrassed just thinking about it - he's only 20, after all, and Superman is not thought to be cool by his generation. He was shaving his head at that point (it was Easter and there were only four weeks until Free Comic Book Day - definitely not enough time to develop a spit curl in front). I told him I didn't care, just to grow his hair out for the month. I didn't care if he came in with a scruff on his chin. The thing for me was that he just felt right.

Partly because I was okay with some of his objections, I think, and partly because he loves Ashley so much, he finally agreed (after much coaxing). I rented the best suit I could find for him (it was the only one that would come close to fitting him, at any rate). When the day came, as he was putting it on, he started freaking out, saying it was retarded, and he looked stupid. Ashley came to get me to see if I could calm him down. I took one look at him, and my niece tells me I actually took a step back. He was perfect - so perfect I just wasn't prepared. When he turned around, and the cape swirled behind him, I forgot all about the fact that the suit wasn't perfect. He was. I grinned and said, "Ryan, please trust me on this - you are not going to look stupid out there. You are going to be a rock star today. People are going to clap, and they're going to want to touch you, and they're going to stare and want their picture taken and ask for autographs. I guarantee it. Plus I'll give you $50 if you do it."

He calmed down finally. We did a big buildup, played the Superman theme, and one of our guys called out a big introduction, "He's a strange visitor from another planet, he's come all the way from the Fortress of Solitude to be with us today...yada yada" As this was all happening, we were behind a curtain, waiting for the cue. Ryan looked at me nervously. "What do I do?" he asked. "Once I get out there, I mean?" I just smiled. "Just be nice." Finally we heard them say, "The one, the only ---- Superman!!!"

Ryan stepped out from behind the curtain and stopped, a little uncertain. When he did, just as I had, the crowd took a step back, and I heard more than a couple of people gasp. He looked back at me, and I just nodded and motioned for him to go ahead and walk in among them. As he took a step forward, the crowd cleared to let him through, as people just gaped in awe. He looked very impressive. One little girl was frozen in her place. She was dressed all in pink, and she just looked up with eyes as wide as saucers and her mouth forming a little pink "o".

Ryan looked at me for a hint as to what to do. I just nodded and said again, "Just be nice." He stepped up to her and smiled. She was still just a statue. He knelt down and ever so gently, held his hand out to her. Almost in slow motion, she placed a tiny hand in his giant one, and his big fingers closed over it as his eyes twinkled in a sweet smile for her. "Hello," he said to her. Then she just fell into his arms, doing her best to get her arms around him. "Oh, Superman," she sighed, "I've been waiting for you!" Ryan just folded his arms around her.

Ashley was in tears, the little girl's mom was in tears, I was in tears, it was just so sweet. Ryan looked up at her mom and softly asked, "May I?" he motioned to pick her up. The mom nodded, so he lifted this little girl up onto his shoulder and paraded her through the store, while everyone applauded, and the little girl just beamed like the sun. It was bliss for everyone. Ryan couldn't stop talking about it. I think he was very surprised at the way he was received by everyone - people were trying to touch his cape all day, trying to get close to him - just like a rock star. And that little girl was one happy little kid. And all because of Free Comic Book Day.

And by the way - when I offered him the $50 I'd promised, he waved it off and asked for $20 - just for gas money. I slipped the rest to my niece and told her to take him to dinner. He deserved it for being such a great sport.

And as I predicted, Superman was the biggest thing to happen to everyone that Free Comic Book Day - and this year, when I asked Ryan if he would consider an encore, he quickly agreed - no coaxing necessary. He was terribly disappointed when we discovered that the Superman outfit we'd rented the year before had been destroyed. He tried it on but it was ruined. I asked if we might do a "battle-damaged" Superman. He said it would be more like a "homeless" Superman. No good.

So we improvised a peek-a-boo Clark Kent outfit - again, he was perfect. It wasn't as visually stunning as last year's, but it was just as wonderful. Next year, Ashley wants to be Supergirl, and I think she'll be perfect - a beautiful little blonde. I'll have to remember to tell her that she's Superman's cousin - otherwise it'll be a little creepy.

But this year's story was a little boy named Jacob who came for Free Comic Book Day. Jacob's grandmother told us that Jacob is suffering from cancer, so finding ways to keep him smiling can be a challenge. But Jacob was all smiles on Saturday, and grandma told us that the little boy was more excited and happy than she'd seen him in a while. Dude, it just doesn't get much better than that at a comic shop - kids happy are what we are all about.

Free Comic Book Day is more than just a retailing opportunity - it's a chance for everyone to get out of their homes and go to a book store where they are much more likely to see something amazing than in any other book store. It's a chance to get kids excited about reading. It's a chance to get parents involved in stuff their kids can be interested in without it being a grind - let's face it, Candyland is fun, but after a while, the folks want something a little more substantial.

Long live Free Comic Book Day!