Showing posts with label DC ZOMBIE. Show all posts
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Monday, December 5, 2011

DC ZOMBIE EAT MARVEL: Mark Waid's Daredevil



     Join me, a lifelong DC Zombie, as I attempt to remedy my woefully limited exposure to the Marvel Universe. Be prepared for opinions forged in the depths of a mind that is completely dedicated to the DCU. I promise to be as objective and honest as I can be--even if that leads to contradictory opinions. Updates will be rare, considering I have limited money for buying new comics (and the fact that I would rather spend my limited funds on DC Comics). 

     I am going to say something that might seem stupid now. Mark Waid is one of the most underrated writers in the comic book industry. Look, don't try and argue with me—I've given this quite a bit of thought. No other writer has churned out such consistently high quality work over such a large amount of time without being constantly mentioned alongside the most important names of sequential art history. There is no doubt that he is respected or well-liked, instead it seems as if he is the forgotten superstar of the industry. Perhaps, Waid is too consistent to draw the adoration or ire of most comic readers—doomed to fly below the radar by his own unerring competence. As legendary writers build bodies of work and flash-in-the-pans flare up and burn out, Waid continues to turn in books that define some of the most iconic characters in the superhero genre. While every new writer is the next Miller, Moore, or Morrison, I have yet to hear of one heralded as the next Waid. Yet, for years now, he has held the reins of some of the comic book industries biggest franchises. From seminal runs on The Flash and Fantastic Four, underrated books like the Legion of Superheroes three-boot and lauded works like Kingdom Come, Waid has quietly cemented his rightful place in the upper echelon of comic creators. He might be the unnoticed titan of the medium, but he possesses a unique ability to capture or create the perfect pitch for whatever characters he is writing. Currently, Waid has set his gaze on MARVEL's man without fear—producing one of the best superhero comic books on the market.
     Last week, while writing about Thor:The Mighty Avenger, I alluded to the current Daredevil as the kind of comic book that the industry needs more of. Though it is not a book aimed at an all-ages market like Thor was, Daredevil still captures much of the same superheroic joy within its pages. Matt Murdoch has been a character mired darkness for a long time. From the Frank Miller era to the more recent Brian Michael Bendis run, Daredevil's life has been one grim and gritty tragedy followed by another. Yet, in his first six issues with the character, Waid has turned the character on its head. The life of a superhero can never be too happy, after all violent encounters are part of the job, but Waid's take on the character is so much more open and free than some of his predecessors. With brilliant art from Marcos Martin and Paolo Rivera, Daredevil is the kind of comic book where the hero smiles as he encounters fisticuffs and, before you know it, you are smiling along with him. Where Bendis wrote a brooding, troubled Murdoch that was constantly the target of some gangster scheme or superhuman assassin, Waid fills his book with corporate espionage plots and more traditional supervillainous fare—like echos of Klaw and Bruiser, a luchador-masked fighter moving up the superhero power ladder.

     One of my favorite things about Waid is that he will often write a character so that the reader has a clear understanding of character's superpower and its implications. For example, his run on The Flash did quite a bit to explore the extent of what being “The Fastest Man Alive” meant when put into action. In Daredevil, we are treated to a similar examination of Murdoch's extra-sensory powers. In some of the first issues Martin and Rivera drew beautiful pages allowing the readers to “see” through Daredevil's “eyes.” There's no doubt that he has one of the most unique superpowers within the medium, but presenting these powers in such a distinctive and visually appealing way was a smart move.
    Under Waid's scripting and Martin and Rivera's art, Daredevil is most certainly one of the best new superhero books of the year and maybe even one of the best of this very young decade. If Daredevil was a DC book, I would extoll it as a product that understood the New 52 initiative—a comic that clearly defined it's character and showcased his uniqueness from page one. It is too bad Daredevil only barely predates the DCnU, seeing as it would have been a great blueprint for the kind of thing that DC is trying to achieve. Waid's exclusion from the DCnU is kind of baffling considering that he has written tons of stuff for DC in the past, and he seems like a natural fit for the kind of things they are currently attempting. Perhaps Waid and DC had a falling out, I don't generally keep up with that kind of thing. Or perhaps DC somehow forgot about the quiet superstar of the comic book industry.

Monday, November 28, 2011

DC ZOMBIE EAT MARVEL: Thor: The Mighty Avenger Vol. 1









Join me, a lifelong DC Zombie, as I attempt to remedy my woefully limited exposure to the Marvel Universe. Be prepared for opinions forged in the depths of a mind that is completely dedicated to the DCU. I promise to be as objective and honest as I can be--even if that leads to contradictory opinions. Updates will be rare, considering I have limited money for buying new comics (and the fact that I would rather spend my limited funds on DC Comics).

Like everyone, I am not immune to the pull of comic book hype. Thanks to curiosity (and sales at various Local Comic Book Shops) I have picked up a several stories over the years based solely on word of mouth and reviews. This has lead to some great purchases like I Kill Giants and Y: The Last Man, but it has also lead to disappointments like Runaways Volume 1 and Identity Crisis. (I realize that my choices for disappointments are potentially controversial, but that is a topic for another time.) More recently, hype has lead me to the roller-coaster ride that is Jonathan Hickman's Fantastic Four and Matt Fraction's stellar Invincible Iron Man run. While I would like to write about those comics at some point in the future, today I want to explore a different, entirely hype-based comic book purchase— Thor: The Mighty Avenger Volume 1.

Strangely, I was not aware of Thor: The Mighty Avenger's existence until it was on the eve of cancellation. Perhaps this is not surprising considering how much time I spend in my Justice League-themed trolls' cave—but I digress. The word on the street was that Thor was exactly the kind of book that thinking, well-read comic book readers were always asking for—a smart, heartfelt take on the characters we love. The other word on the street was that no one was buying it. Oh, sure, people were buying it, but not people...you know, the word people with the prefix “lots of” attached to the front and “money, money, money” in parenthesis behind it.

Of course, this leads to a terribly interesting topic with absolutely no discernible answers: What the hell do comic readers actually want anyways? Hell if I know. For every step forward a book like All Star Superman takes the genre, there is an All Star Batman and Robin the Boy Wonder mouth-breathing behind it drinking Big Flats and making fart jokes. And these books get published because the Big Two know that they sell!  Look at DC's New 52: There are books that make me proud to be a comic nerd like Animal Man and Wonder Woman...and then there's Suicide Squad and Dark Knight. One of which took the only character to have successfully translated from the acclaimed Batman: The Animated Series cartoon show and turn her into a depressing, hammer wielding, ultra-violent, scantly clad war crime. Sadly, none of this should come as a surprise. It's not exactly a revelation that the mainstream comic book audience is attracted to sex, violence, and then somewhere way down the list, story and, even further down, quality.

Which brings us to Thor: The Mighty Avenger, a book which has no sex, little in the way of visceral violence but TONS of story and quality. Set in it's own continuity, separated from the Secret Wars, Secret Dark Avengers Wars, and Double Secret Probation Wars of the regular MARVEL Universe, Roger Langridge and Chris Samnee's book drips with feeling. Somewhere between Darwyn Cooke's New Frontier and Grant Morrison's All Star SupermanThor: The Mighty Avenger takes place in a Universe where heroes act like heroes and good, of course, always wins. Perhaps it is telling that the first guest-stars to appear in Thor are very cheerful versions of Hank Pym and Janet Van Dyne—a couple that is, perhaps, most famous in the Bronze Age of Comics for having a married life filled with domestic violence. Yet, in Langridge's world, there is no hint of any marital strife. In fact, the couple seems idyllic—something that Thor and love interest Jane Foster might aspire to. It makes me think back to the brutal scene in The Ultimates where Pym and Van Dyne are revealed to be in an abusive relationship and wonder why anyone would even want to write that, much less read it. I am not outright condemning this kind of faux realism nor am I complaining about Millar, all I am saying is that the optimism of Thor: The Mighty Avenger is one of those rare remindersthat good, sophisticated, or mature does not have to be grim and gritty. In this age of comics so heavily influenced by Alan Moore and Frank Miller it is a uncommon treat to read such an unabashedly positive comic book.

Having said that, I believe (or, perhaps more accurately, hope) that Thor heralds a coming sea change in comic books. A movement has been building for a while in the works of writers like Morrison, Hickman and Mark Waid. The gray and violent works influenced by the late 1980s persist, but comic books starring optimistic heroes are returning. From Morrison's Flex Mentallo and All Star Superman to Thor: The Mighty Avenger and Waid's current Daredevil run, a brighter future seems to be forming for the comic book world. As I read Thor: The Mighty Avenger I find myself intentionally slowing down and extending the experience. I have already begun the second volume and the eighth and final issue looms large in the near future. There are very few books—from DC or MARVEL—that have had that kind of impact on me. Thor: The Mighty Avenger was one of the most refreshing reading experiences I have had in a long time. The writing is pitch-perfect, and, though I have barely touched on it, Chris Samnee's art is absolutely amazing. I love it when a comic book's hype is deserved.

Friday, May 6, 2011

DC ZOMBIE EAT MARVEL: Grant Morrison's New X-men


Join me, a lifelong DC Zombie, as I attempt to remedy my woefully limited exposure to the Marvel Universe. Be prepared for opinions forged in the depths of a mind that is completely dedicated to the DCU. I promise to be as objective and honest as I can be--even if that leads to contradictory opinions. Updates will be rare, considering I have limited money for buying new comics (and the fact that I would rather spend my limited funds on DC Comics).
I tell myself I can't help it. I've tried, believe me, I've tried. In spite of my overwhelming love for the DC Universe, I have tried to venture out and explore the other rich worlds of comic book fiction. My adventures in the worlds of Wildstorm, Image, Boom!, and others have led to some exceptional reads, but Marvel....Marvel always leaves me cold. The stories might be good, the heroes might be heroic, and the concepts might be brilliant, but, in the end, I would rather see Wally West or Bruce Wayne triumph over adversity than Peter Parker or Tony Stark. It's nothing against those characters, I just have no history with them. Until recently, even when I have followed my favorite comic book creators when they wrote for Marvel, I still struggled to enjoy their work. Brian K Vaughn's Y: The Last Man is one of my favorite stories ever. As such, during the heyday of his work on it and Ex Machina I decided to give his Marvel series Runaways a try. Sadly, the first Omnibus failed to really pique my interest (There's a good chance it may have just been over-hyped).
So it is with this history that I recently decided to give Morrison's New X-men a try. I had just finished collecting his run on DC's Doom Patrol and Flex Mentallo and I needed a new Morrisonian project to read. Since he's my favorite writer, I had pretty much exhausted my DC options, and I was forced to give his Marvel works a try. In the end, I chose to trade one group of misfits lead by a genius in a wheelchair for another and picked up a copy of New X-men Volume 1. After having read through it twice, I think I have finally synthesized a reaction. Keep in mind that this is my opinion after having read only the first collection, and as I collect the rest I may have to reassess.
Unfortunately, my timing almost doomed the entire exercise from the very beginning. I went from two of his most cerebral works in Doom Patrol and Flex Mentallo to a comic that is on a very different level. That's not to say that his work on X-men was unintelligent, but that it was rather simple in comparison. To be sure, New X-men is layered and full of Morisson's usual brilliant ideas, but it is a very different book from his Doom Patrol. Scattered throughout the first twelve issues are tons of clever ideas and plot devices. John Sublime, The Third Species, the U-men, the Stepford Cuckoso, Casandra Nova and the “evolved” Sentinels are pure Morrisonian brilliance. Yet, compared to some of his other works, New X-men (so far) feels kind of subdued. So while there are plenty of ideas that reach his normal brilliance, there is only one issue that could be called, without a doubt, pure Morrison. (Issue 121, by the way, really is phenomenal—best issue of the run so far.)
When taking a wider view of Morrison's entire body of work, the closest I can come in comparison to his run on X-men is his run on JLA. Of course, this makes sense considering they are from relatively the same era of his work. This is certainly not a slight. I am of the opinion that his work on JLA will go down in history as one of the most epic, pitch perfect runs in the comic's history. It was also my introduction to Morrison, and therefore will always hold a special place in my heart. When I think back to JLA I remember fondly about how awesome it was to see the Big 7 acting like the Big 7 should. It may not seem like a big deal*, but to me that was the brilliance of his run on JLA. It was deeper than many other mainstream comics on the stands, but its real strength was in the characterization and storytelling. Morrison was not trying to open the doors of perception in JLA and New X-men like he was in The Invisibles or The Filth. He was just trying to tell a great story with the comic book industry's greatest A-list characters. Therein lies my problem with New X-men. I have no idea if it is pitch perfect because I am not familiar enough with the characters. Everything I know about the X-men comes from the first two X-men movies, which is a problem because Beast and Emma Frost are not even in them. So, I am left to trust that Morrison is putting the same care into his crop of X-men that he put into his JLA roster.
Sadly, the weakest aspect of New X-men Volume 1 was the art. I am a HUGE Frank Quitely fan, and his issues were generally beautiful. After all, he penciled the standout issue number 121. Ethan Van Sciver filled in admirably for several issues. I am not generally a fan of his work, but these are some of the best issues I've seen him pencil. Igor Kordey drew a couple of issues. His early work on the run is solid, but his later issues are a complete mess. This is particularly sad considering that these later issues come at a pretty climactic time in the story.
New X-men is a solid comic book. At it's best, it is good superheroics but it cannot hope to touch the brilliance of Doom Patrol, Flex Mentallo, or even Morrison's recent run on Batman. In the end, even with Morrison's guidance, New X-men falls prey to the same problems I've felt with other Marvel comics. It was a fun read, but I still would have rather seen the JLA or the Teen Titans experience the same story. It's just because I literally do not care about any of the X-men. They could die, go evil, or change drastically and it would not effect me in the slightest. Yet, for the first time, I am thinking about adding to my Marvel collection. I want to see what happens in the next volume. I guess that means I am expanding my comic book horizons. Maybe I am more willing to venture deeper into the Marvel Universe than I was two months ago. Perhaps the toughened exterior of this DC Zombie is starting to crack slightly.
Next time: Matt Fraction's Invincible Iron Man Omnibus 1.

*The brilliance of Morrison and his immediate successors on JLA is even more apparent recently thanks to the book's current writer.