Tuesday, April 12, 2005

Last Week's Comics: Shoulda Been Better

I'll be honest, last week let me down. I just wasn't feeling it. My perceptions could easily have been colored by real-life annoyances, but last week's comics were so "eh" that I couldn't even get it up enough to write ANYthing about them for a while.

Zatanna was OK. It was really well-drawn. But I liked it better the first time, when it was Promethea. Rare is the Morrison project that I don't like; I can only think of the fourth fifth of his JLA run. This wasn't something that I didn't like, I just didn't care. Morrison comics have no right to be just "OK," or even "good." I hope this book picks up, because it was so "blah" I'd expect it to be written by the Committee That Writes Everything Else At DC.

And Dan Slott, to some, would be the savior of Marvel. Uh, OK. He's fine and all, but I just don't get the freak-out. She-Hulk was a mildly amusing average superhero comic. It wasn't as dark as the rest of the crap out there, but it wasn't exactly brilliant either. And now comes the "humor" miniseries, GLA. So now even in the light-hearted books girls die to emphasize how important things are. That's great. NOTE TO COMICS IN GENERAL: GET SOME THERAPY/LOVING SEX PARTNERS. I KNOW LIFE GROWING UP WAS HARD ON YOU, STOP TAKING IT OUT ON EVERYONE ELSE. So, yeah. This went for dark "humor" and missed the mark pretty wildly. Ooooh, fanboys are fat and live in the basement! Good one! Ha ha! Child endangerment humor! I rememember when Kyle Baker did it . . .it was actually funny, then! AND A GAY JOKE! AWESOME! This is humor at its finest.

I will say Walking Dead was damn good. When the Comics Journal review complains about characters killed off too quickly, I think it misses the point. This book isn't about a huge cast of characters. It's about extended horror and trauma. What happens after the zombie movie is over, and these people have to keep on keeping on. What happens when people die again and again and again. We're starting to see: everyone just goddam loses it.

And from the "Why Say It When Someone Else Said It Already?" file, here's Johanna: Oh, and I think Jeph Loeb has balls the size of Tokyo to think that Alan Moore's characters from Whatever Happened to the Man of Tomorrow? didn't have enough of an ending and needed to reappear. That attempt to acquire greatness by reusing the work of those much more talented blurs the line even further between corporate comics and fanfiction.

Everything else last week ranged from average super junk (Marvel Team-Up) to strong titles with weak issues (Losers, The Punisher). I'm not sure how strongly I feel for this coming week, either. I need something to come along and light my pecker on fire. My sister-in-like is devouring Preacher trades and demanding more and more. I need that fire again. Hmmmm.

Usually, what works in that instance is to re-read Flex Mentallo.


Thanks, Brant, for the above link. Here's a quote.

Headless, remote-controlled flies

Now there's a headline I never expected to write. But such is the inexorable march of science that, in this issue of Cell, there's a cool study in which some Yale professors stimulated the neurons of fruit flies with laser pulses -- and were able to remotely control their behavior, like tiny robots.