I was a triple threat this week with three posts going up on
the same day, two on Comics Bulletin and one on Read Comic Books. When it rains
it pours.
The Massive
demands to be read in singles. Go with whatever nautical metaphor feels appropriate
-- 'full speed ahead,' 'anchors away,' 'shake a leg' -- for this masterpiece in
the making. Wood invests such stakes in this comic, there's urgency with this
title that most comic books can't, don't and won't ever muster. The Massive #11 also has sharks in it,
Great Whites and the 'bad fish' of all 'bad fish,' Megalodon. I'm not convinced Wood's use of 'Meg' works,
but I'm the wrong guy to ask, I saw Jaws:
The Revenge, in the theatre.
'New Ideas, Old Mutants' generated enough buzz that the good
Canadians at Read Comic Books asked me to write a 'Long box' column for them.
My first effort is the Rocket Raccoon
limited series from 1985. In another 16 months or so parents everywhere are
going to be awash in more Rocket Raccoon whimsy and Groot gewgaws than you can
shake a marketing campaign at. These four issues are so oddball in proportion
and so out there in every
conceivable way it's hard to believe a mad scientist type didn't come up with
it -- and believe me, Bill Mantlo was mad in all the best ways. His story is
tragic, but his legacy will live on in Rocket.
Kill Shakespeare: Tide
of Blood #3 arrived right on time to celebrate the anniversary of
Shakespeare's, birth, next year is the big 450 (!) and death, 397 years since
Bill S. shuffled off this mortal coil. I admit I am probably too close to
review Kill Shakespeare with any kind
of cool journalistic detachment. Personal bias or not, believe me when I tell
you, this is a great comic. Belanger, McCreery and Del Col are telling a
phenomenal story in a creative and surprising way in which the script and the
art strengthen and reinforce each other it's a wonder of storytelling.
'New Ideas, Old Mutants' generated enough buzz that the good
Canadians at Read Comic Books asked me to write a 'Long box' column for them.
My first effort is the Rocket Raccoon
limited series from 1985. In another 16 months or so parents everywhere are
going to be awash in more Rocket Raccoon whimsy and Groot gewgaws than you can
shake a marketing campaign at. These four issues are so oddball in proportion
and so out there in every
conceivable way it's hard to believe a mad scientist type didn't come up with
it -- and believe me, Bill Mantlo was mad in all the best ways. His story is
tragic, but his legacy will live on in Rocket.
Another post already?! Yes! I dig the feast or famine paradigm so long as it's a feast.
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