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November 29th, 2011
DC’s New 52 has introduced a lot of new readers to DC and seen some other readers coming back after a long hiatus from reading comics. While the new #1 issues provide fresh starting points, not all of the story lines feature complete reboots. Here are some pre-New 52 collections that new and returning reader might want to check out:

Batman and Son by Grant Morrison and Andy Kubert
Unlike most of the new DC Universe, it doesn’t look like too many of recent Batman storylines have been altered by the reboot featured in the New 52 titles. This trade, first released in 2007, features both the the start of Grant Morrison’s at least somewhat relevant run on Batman as well as the introduction of Bruce Wayne’s son Damian. While we still have to see how much of the events that composed Morrison’s epic tale of the Caped Crusader are still in play, Damian Wayne’s place as the current Robin is unchanged. Morrison’s somewhat gonzo tone may be different that what is featured in current Bat-titles, his tales provide some great surprises that have effects that can still be felt in the New 52 Batman world.

Batwoman Elegy by Greg Rucka and J. H. Williams III
Originally published in issues #654-860 of Detective Comics, Elegy provides a great introduction to current Batwoman. The two tales in the collection feature her first adventure as a solo lead character as well as her origin story. Rucka’s writing gives the reader as a superhero as grim and fearsome has Batman in stories that combine Gotham’s well known criminal element with a side to the city that is less often seen: the supernatural. There isn’t a artist better suited to bring these stories to life than J. H. Williams III. William’s art is both haunting and breathtaking. When DC launched Batwoman as an ongoing series, Williams returned as both artist and co-writer. As a result, readers will find that Elegy perfectly transitions into the current ongoing title.

Green Lantern: The Sinestro Corps War by Geoff Johns, Dave Gibbons, et al
When reader’s jumped into the new Green Lantern #1, they found the villainous Sinsetro wielding the power of the Green Lantern instead of previous ring-bearer Hal Jordan. The popular Sinsetro Corps War storyline played a big role in establishing the current multi-lantern corps landscape that the Lantern books currently explore. For readers interested in getting some insight into the history between Hal Jordan and Sinsetro or that of the corps of Yellow Lanterns that the pair have been battling in recent issues, this is the storyline to read. Like J. H. Williams relationship with Batwoman, Green Lantern mastermind Geoff Johns is behind both “Sinestro Corps War” and the current Green Lantern series which makes the two Lantern storylines fit together perfectly. Truthfully, though, it doesn’t look like much as changed at all from the reboot and the Green Lantern saga John’s has been composing since Green Lantern: Rebirth back in 2004.
-Nick
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November 25th, 2011

[Hero?]
Looking for a new a comic that’s loaded with extreme violence dolled out by a teenager that isn’t called Kick-Ass? Look no further, because Luther Strode is here. Written by newcomer, Justin Jordan, we have a story about some sort of nerd-type guy, who lives with his mother as they’ve been living in fear of his abusive father who appears to have been recently locked-up from beating on the mother. Luther gets picked on in school, has a little nerdy buddy, and has a crush on a redheaded girl who is probably out of his league. So life is fairly stressful for the guy. But he’s fed up with that life and wants to make a change, so he sends in for a copy of the “Hercules Method,” which is essentially the Charles Atlas workout book that used to be advertised on the back of comics back in the 1940s. When Luther gets the book, he starts following the books instructions, and soon enough, he starts getting results far greater than he expect. Stronger, faster, and awesome guns! (The guns are his arms) He starts pulling a Toby Maguire-Peter Parker, catching falling items, talking back to bullies, and eventually humiliating bullies. But then it gets better. But before we see all of that, we see him a little bit in the future.

We see that he’s been shot a few times, blood is everywhere. His solution? Flex his muscles until the bullets fall out of his body. Because that’s just what you do when you’ve ripped a bunch of criminals apart with your bare hands. At least, that’s what I’d do. It totally sets the tone of the story. But what gets me most excited is that the writer created this character with inspiration from Charles Atlas and Jason MF’n Voorhees. There’s an interesting article about that and his break into comics HERE. But long story short, I share Justin Jordan’s opinions on his comparison between Jason Voorhees and Superheroes. And it’s cool to see someone put those ideas on paper and transform them into what we here and now. And I haven’t even talked about the art yet. Tradd Moore, the artist, was found on deviantart, How cool is that? And unlike a certain company that farms deviantart for artists who are OK at drawing real people and awful at backgrounds but are just happy that someone wants to use their art in a biographical comic, there’s nothing here that’ll make you feel like you’ve wasted your hard-earned money on slop. No sir. This guy was the correct choice. He has a distinct style and I’ll tell you what; this guy sure can draw some awesome violence. it’s just so… BEAUTIFUL.

[Hero?]
Anyway. This is certainly a new title that deserves some of your attention and your money. I look forward to the next issue, which is due December 7th. And if you’re one of the lucky folks who have already had the privilege of reading issues #1 and #2, tell your friends. Support this creative team. They’ve created something awesome.
-Fleet
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November 19th, 2011
Quite a haul this week, and comics from all points of the genre spectrum. It’s nice that there are so many options at the moment — I came home with everything from super-science-sci-fi to gritty western, with a humor book as my aperitif. Oh, and I maybe bought a viking book as well.

[MORE DAXAMITE ON DAXAMITE VIOLENCE]
Legion of Super-Heroes 3 wraps up this first arc, and it’s not an earth-shaking, explosive tale that changes the way I look at comics at all — and that’s a relief. Instead, Paul Levitz and Francis Portela deliver a solid conclusion to what’s actually been (so far) a rather prosaic action comic. Again, no complaint intended. Part of the team figures out how to best the rogue Daxamite, Renegade, while another chunk of the team works to get there in time for the clean-up. Honestly, after the past six months of DC doing the “we’ve got our backs against the wall/oh no!, there goes the wall!” it’s nice to read something that hearkens back to a simpler time. A time when costumed, attractive people with suprahuman powers beat up other costumed, powered bad people while I rooted for the good guys. See how simple it can be?

[HAWKEN SAYS “SEE YOU LATER”]
Hawken 1 is a family affair (father/son duo Tim and Benjamin Truman co-plot while dad handles the art alone) that’s not very family friendly. Our main character, Hawken, is a grizzled old range rider who can see and talk with the ghosts of all the people he’s killed, and they kinda sorta help him track down other people for him to kill. This issue features Tim Truman’s glorious artwork in black & white (despite the ad for this very issue that’s in the back of the issue claiming this is in “full color”), and he mostly depicts a bunch of people getting shot by Hawken as he mows down a gang of troublemakers in a small mission town. No fooling, a whole lot of people get shot in the face in this title — it’s pretty amazing. Tim Truman fans (and we are legion) will find much to like here. There’s the western scenery, the curmudgeon-with-a-gun lead character, a lot of flat-out nasty humor and a bunch of face carnage. One issue and it’s already vaulted into my top ten favorite books.

[STREETFIGHTING APES]
I’ve been enjoying Planet of the Apes by Daryl Gregory and Carlos Magno, but several times I’ve mentioned that I’m really just waiting for the world-breaking Ape vs. Human war that has to happen. Last month set the stage for this inevitable battle, and issue 8 here sees it flare into a massive street battle. Apes and humans start killing each other wholesale, with pretty much the worst possible outcome for our heroine, Sullivan, who’s way too pregnant to be sniping ape soldiers off the hulls of steam-powered tanks, but hey — a lady’s got to do what she’s gotta do. I’ve avoided reading anything about this book because I don’t want to see spoilers, but I know that none of the humans are going to make it. Still, by the final page I was hoping for a last-minute escape for … I really can’t tell you because I don’t want to spoil it. Let’s just say that Gregory and Magno appear to be fine with a no survivors policy and leave it. Ugh.

[SO HE'S ALSO CAPTAIN SACRIFICE?]
Captain Victory 1 is the second spin-off from Dynamite’s Kirby Genesis project, and it has several strong Kirby signposts along the way — maybe too many. Hero Captain Victory comes from a family background of pure evil (Orion), he’s a warrior with computer back-up for all systems to the point of near-instantaneous resuscitation (OMAC), he hangs around with a big cat-man (Kamandi) and his main villain wears ridiculous, vision-impairing headgear (everything Kirby ever did). Kirby liked to recycle ideas and he had his touchstone concepts, but Sterling Gates hews too closely to imitation rather than inspiration. But it’s a first issue, so maybe some of the more overt elements are dropped over time — my fondness for the works of Jack Kirby cause me to be generous towards Dynamite’s noble project. I mean, there’s like 14 Wolverine books of middling quality. I think we can handle a few Kirby-inspired books trying to find their feet.

[HULK GOES TO SHARK WEEK]
Jason Aaron and Marc Silvestri’s The Incredible Hulk 2 is an unusual comic, and not just because Silvestri was helped out by a cast of thousands (www.comicsalliance.com/2011/11/11/incredible-hulk-2-11-artists-silvestri/). I’ve been out of the Hulk loop for a bit, but Aaron’s caught me up on all the major developments in two issues. The big development is that Bruce Banner is Bruce and Hulk is Hulk, and never the twain shall meet. Except that Secret Agent lady von Doom (no relation) wants to enlist Hulk’s help to bring down Banner, because that guy’s gone cuckoo. In the space of a few pages, Bruce goes from trying to make his marriage to Betty Ross-Banner work to injecting junk in his brain in an effort to recreate his Hulkiness. We’ve seen a lot of versions of the “they’re separate/they’re the same” Hulk storyline over the years, but Aaron’s added a new (to me) wrinkle in the idea that Hulk is Banner’s major scientific achievement, and Banner will do anything to recreate the initial experiment and continue to develop the technology. Outside of the comic in the rational world I’m not quite convinced that this twist makes sense, but while reading the comic it makes complete sense. More importantly, I find this idea intriguing and entertaining. On the surface it’s just another “we’re getting the Hulk back together!” storyline, but Aaron makes it feel new. And Silvestri (& company, I guess?) draws a mean-looking Hulk; this is maybe my favorite Hulk since the Dale Keown years.

[NO, IGNORE THE SHADOW WINGS, THE REAL CLUE IS THE LETTERS]
The Amazing Spider-Man 674 sees the last little bits of the Spider Island story put to bed, but Dan Slott and Giuseppe Camuncoli throw us right into a new storyline involving a very old Spider-foe (hint: the villain’s name is spelled out on the cover). Actually, Slott picks up several older threads (Kingpin and Hobgoblin, Pete’s love life, Spidey’s reputation as a menace) and commences to setting up several possible directions for future stories in that effortless, highly entertaining way he has. I’ve tried to bring this to your attention before, but are you aware that we’re witnessing one of the greatest acts of creation in comic books, you name the era? Dan Slott is writing a comic book for the ages in ASM, and you’d better recognize. Also, Camuncoli works Peter’s freakish anatomy with a verve that’s astonishing in this issue. He fights some cops in powered armor and it’s a joy to behold. You should really be buying this book.

[ENJOY THAT STAINED GLASS WINDOW WHILE YOU CAN]
Conan: Road of Kings 10 concludes Roy Thomas’ “big political trouble in little Aquilonia” story with great flair, mostly because fill-in artist Dan Panosian treats this book exactly as it should be treated: Like it’s the greatest action comic on the stands. I cannot stress how much better this book is when Mike Hawthorne isn’t the artist. Panosian renders a great escape for Conan that involves him swinging from a chandelier and launching himself out of a castle with grace and suitable damage, and then gives us a fantastic Conan vs. giant lizard battle in a stink-pit. It’s too bad Hawthorne returns next month, but soon after we get Brian Wood and Becky Cloonan and Belit. I can’t wait.

[PLEASE IDENTIFY ALL THE CHARACTERS IN THIS PANEL]
Sergio Aragones’ Funnies 5 features the legendary cartoonist sharing the details of his third or fourth career as a professional soundman on several nature documentaries. Those Dos Equis commercials with the Most Interesting Man in the World are clearly based on Sergio’s life, because the guy’s apparently done everything (very well), and he can make even the act of filming penguins interesting. SAF has the loose feel of the most indie of indie self-confessional comic books, but also has the peerless talent of Aragones the artist and Aragones the writer. He’s a natural-born storyteller, and his medium is the comic book. Plus, he’s funny. Absolutely a must-buy book every month.

[NORTHLANDERS HEADS DEEPER INTO THAT GOOD NIGHT]
Northlanders 46 makes me very sad. Only four more issues after this one and my favorite comic of all time is dunzo. But Brian Wood is going out like a true viking, with a mountain of corpses in his wake and an ocean of blood about to come crashing down on an unsuspecting land. In this instance it’s Iceland about to get dunked, as Brida Hauksson prepares to avenge herself on the Belgarsson family for their recent assassination attempt — and also because Haukssons always kill Belgarssons. Brian Wood writes powerful, realistic female characters, but Brida is a piece of work even for him. She’s tenth century Iceland’s 1% — rich, powerful, entitled — but she’s also somewhat powerless because she’s a woman in a man’s society. Also, Iceland is converting to Christianity all around her, and she’s bound and determined to stay true to her gods and goddesses, a contrary loyalty that makes her even less powerful. And yet there she is, planning retaliatory raids and killing guys in the name of honor — and because it’s the family business. So we have a fully-realized woman who’s holding together an entire clan and keeping the faith while everyone around her throws in the towel, and she stabs random old ladies as a matter of course (that old lady totally had it coming, by the way). This current arc is my first exposure to the art of Declan Shalvey, and I really regret that. His attention to detail is pitch-perfect. Look at that creepy helmet with the eye-holes up there; hell, look at that scrawny Icelandic pony. It’d be easy to draw your standard heroic horse – there’s all kind of reference for that – but he gets it right instead with a stunted scrub-pony. Guh, I can’t believe this book is canceled. Is it because Wood pays so much heed to the role of women as people rather than sex objects, is that why this book was axed?
Anyhow, my favorite comic book, Northlanders, is the best thing I read this week. There was a lot of great stuff in contention this week — Hawken, Spider-Man, Sergio Aragones’ Funnies, Conan — but there’s nothing like Brian Wood’s Northlanders as far as I’m concerned. And soon there will be nothing like it at all.
-Paul
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November 4th, 2011
It is late at night, and I’ve been reading comics. You know what that means … it’s time to play The Best Thing I Read This Week!

[A LOTTA FANFARE, NOT MUCH FUN]
The very first thing I read this week was Peanuts 0, from Kaboom!, because I was extremely curious about how this was going to work. Can a comic version of Charles Schulz’s Peanuts work without Schulz’s oversight? I don’t want to start out negative, but I can’t think of a way to end this sentence that comes across as positive. One of Charles Schulz’s great talents as a storyteller was his economy. He could do more with four panels — with one panel — with one figure in a single panel — than most artists can do with an entire book. He had broken down his style to the bare essentials so that each panel delivered the maximum narrative punch. Also, his comic timing was exquisite; you never see a telegraphed joke in a Schulz story, not even with something as well-worn as Charlie Brown kicking a football. So of course, the Kaboom! series features creators breaking all sorts of “Schulz rules,” for lack of a better term, in their attempts. Individual stories go for multiple pages, the time between jokes is too great, and none of few jokes feel right for Peanuts. They’re not terrible, but they’re certainly not Peanuts-grade. And then the error is compounded by Kaboom! mixing in classic Peanuts strips, so you can see exactly what’s wrong and how it’s supposed to work. The first original story, “Carnival of Animals,” takes five pages to get to some sort of a punchline, and along the way we get lots of words, most of them explaining the action we see in the panels. Then we get a one-page Schulz classic, which features seven panels and one word balloon and it’s so effortless funny that part of the humor stems from how easily it all hangs together. Look, there’s a reason the Schulz estate didn’t hire a talented ghostwriter to continue the daily strip when Schulz died, and this comic proves that was the right decision.
/looks up at torrent of words
I may be taking this a smidge too seriously. But c’mon — you’re not gonna find someone to effectively emulate all the things Schulz could do.

[THOR LIGHTS UP MY LIFE]
Thor: The Deviants Sage 1, is a limited series by Robert Rodi and Stephen Segovia that features Thor having to recover a purloined evil device of cosmic destruction in order to save the world — that’s a classic McGuffin right there. The thief is Ereshkigal, who I guess had a run-in with Thor in the past since he recognizes her right away. She’s part of Jack Kirby’s Deviants mythos, which means the Eternals will figure in here somewhere, which means we’re heading in a positive direction as far as I’m concerned. Rodi scripted my favorite Thor series of the past few years (“For Asgard,” which was over-long but still good), and Segovia is a dynamic talent, but Ereshkigal is wearing a ridiculous costume for a woman so well-endowed up front, and that’s saying a lot in modern comics.

[ERESHKIGAL AIN'T HIDIN' ANYTHING IN THAT COSTUME]
The fact that she hides a grapefruit-sized evil device of cosmic destruction in the non-existent bra of her skin-tight costume is patently absurd, but other than that this is a good first issue. The story’s well set-up, Thor doesn’t come across as a pompous jerk, we look to be in for some heavy cosmic action — there’s a lot to enjoy here.

[CHAOS GODS KNOW HOW TO MAKE AN ENTRANCE]
Elric: The Balance Lost 5 is also pretty swell. I’ve ragged on the series a bit for being way too speedy for a story as complex as Chris Roberson is trying to tell, but this issue finally brings all four incarnations of the Eternal Champion together, which results in a lot less to-and-fro from page to page, which results in a more coherent storyline. Our guys — Elric, Dorian Hawkmoon, Prince Corum and Eric Beck — are really up against it as a genuine Chaos God bursts through the dimensional barrier and manifests on their current plane, thereby wreaking all sorts of havoc. My quibbles with this are twofold. Fold one: Corum still only has five fingers rather than the necessary six on his alien hand (minor). Fold the second: This seems to be setting up Eric Beck as the pivotal character of our tetrarchy of heroes, and that’s a huge mistake. I know writers love to use the “regular guy” as our point of entry into their fantastic universe because they believe it makes it easier for readers to relate to the story, but I hate this particular trope. I’ve been reading comics for 35 years — I have no problem relating to exotic belief systems, strange worlds or iconoclastic characters. Also, the book is titled “Elric,” not “Eric;” for a book that’s supposedly centered on the adventures of my favorite albino, there really hasn’t been a lot of stuff for my favorite albino to do. And yet, I liked this particular issue, because it feels like after a couple months of wheel-spinning, we’re moving into the high-action, dark fantasy, Moorcockian-type comic my life has been lacking.

[TERRIBLE TITLE IS TERRIBLE]
And while I’m complaining, I’d like to say this about Static Shock 3: I feel like this initial storyline is dragging a bit. Don’t get me wrong, this is probably my second favorite DC book at the moment; but if DC was serious about hooking new readers, a short, well-defined story with full resolution would have been the stronger opening gambit. Static has been wrasslin’ with the Slate Gang for three issues now, and it’s kinda gettin’ old. Either he can beat ‘em or he can’t; let’s settle this thing. Scott McDaniel and John Rozum keep feeding us more tidbits about Static’s sister and her clone, and honestly, it’s much more interesting than watching him fight another three rounder against the power rangers. Yes, I who am constantly advocating for more and better action in my books, is complaining about action in my comic books. But this is the same action over and over, three times now. Resolve it already, and let’s move on to solving the mystery of which Sharon is the real Sharon, and why there are two, and who’s responsible for the copy.

[OMAC HAS THE BEST SPLASH PAGES GOING]
OMAC is definitely my current favorite DC book. Issue 3 features Kevin Kho (OMAC’s human symbiote) getting thrown in jail — a jail which happens to be run by a crazy brain-mutant. While Kevin deals with prison, Brother Eye has to deal with Maxwell Lord and the evil brain-mutant, who bears the incredibly Kirby-sounding name, “Psy-Fi Man,” with mixed results. See, this is how the new DC should be working. Every issue of this gives us new info on OMAC and also gives us a new antagonist, keeping things fresh and lively. OMAC has lots of action, an intriguing story and fantastic art by Keith Giffen. Still my favorite DC book, by a long shot.

[JUST WON THE FATHER-SON, 3-LEGGED RACE]
Warlord of Mars 12 wraps up the Heretics of Mars storyline, and it’s kinda weird. John Carter, the Warlord of Mars, never appears in this arc, except as a heroic statue. That’s not bad — in fact, it’s kinda cool, as Dejah Thoris and her and John’s teenage son, Carthoris, solve the mystery and take care of business quite handily. We get to see how their relationship works, and how Barsoom reveres John Carter, and more of Dejah’s steely determination and intelligence. It feels wrong to write this, considering her lack of a costume or any real clothing at all, but Dejah Thoris is probably the most fully realized female character in all the books I read. Writer Arvid Nelson has developed her personality and made her much more than a damsel in distress — she holds her own here, and in her own book as well. OK, this month, Carthoris comes to the rescue in a key moment, but Dejah is the brains in the family, and no less brave than her husband. That bravery gets her in a whole mess of trouble next month when the Gods of Mars storyline starts, but John Carter returns and … I don’t want to spoil it. It’s a great, nay, a classic pulp story full of insane coincidences, furious action and prodigious imagination. After a full year of Warlord of Mars, I say with great satisfaction that Dynamite has done a whole lot right with this book.

[AIN'T NOTHING SPOILED IN SNARKED]
Even more right is Roger Langridge’s Snarked 2. Langridge’s amalgamation of Lewis Carrol’s various stories and his own love of W.C. Fields, Popeye and the classic adventure stories of your own childhood make this book a delight. Princess Scarlett has strong-armed Wilburforce J. Walrus into acting as her and her brother Rusty’s protectors, which is quite a feat for an eight-year old, no matter that she’s now the acting queen. Her foes have hired The Griffon, a one-eyed bounty hunter who always gets his prey, and the only thing standing in his way is the magnificent bulk of Wilburforce and his steel-trap brain. In almost any other week this would be the best thing I read, but … well, drop down a paragraph so we can discuss something huge.

[WILL NO ONE BE SPIDER-MAN ANYMORE?]
Dan Slott wraps up Spider Island with The Amazing Spider-Man 673, and I’m shocked to admit this was the most painless and entertaining big summer crossover I’ve ever read. Ever. (Keep in mind I haven’t read a crossover since DC’s Eclipso way back in 1993 or so, and I didn’t even finish that one.) Everyone who turned into a spider-monster is now naked (including Herc, who’s truly in his element at last), J. Jonah Jameson deals with the aftermath of an almost-wrecked Manhattan, Aunt May and Jay drop by for a quick visit to be certain Peter’s ok, Peter achieves some sort of rapprochement with his clone, Ben Reilly, and two enormous, very serious developments occur in Peter’s personal life. I can’t tell you what those are here, because I don’t want to spoil it. But holy radioactive spider bites do I want to talk about this. Every couple weeks I rave about Dan Slott as a writer but COME. ON. If you’re not reading Amazing Spider-Man, I feel sorry for you. I kinda pity you, in fact. Slott works the comic book like no one else at the moment. He understands action, he knows how to write humor, he understands pacing and the vital art of revealing information in ways other than the huge expository block, he appreciates the long history of his characters but isn’t afraid to make major changes (he’s really unafraid to make changes), he believes that comics should be fun, and above all, he’s perfectly willing to step aside and let the artist have the last word. In this instance it’s Stefano Caselli, and his final page is a thing of consummate beauty.

[NOT THE FINAL PANEL, BUT ENJOYABLE NONETHELESS]
The Amazing Spider-Man 673 is the best comic book I read this week, and it might end up being the best thing I read this year, superhero division (that’s a hedge to keep Northlanders in the running, and I will not apologize for that). Let’s recap: I hadn’t read ASM on a regular basis since Erik Larson was pencilling, which means before Image Comics existed. I returned because of Dan Slott, who has swiftly ascended to my personal Mount Rushmore of Marvel Creators (Lee, Kirby, Shooter, Claremont, Slott — yes, that’s one head too many, and yes, we can fight about if you like), and I regret nothing since that point. You old guys may understand this, but do you remember how way back in the 80s we all fought over whether the Lee/Kirby Fantastic Four or the Claremont/Byrne was the greatest sustained feat of comic book creation of all time? Well, I’m willing to entertain arguments that Dan Slott and his rotating cast of artists could bump Claremont/Byrne. Seriously, jump on this book now. Don’t wait for next month — you could be reading this today.
-Paul
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