Showing posts with label comic books. Show all posts
Showing posts with label comic books. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Comic Book Review: Miracleman Issue #1 (March 1982) to Issue #19 (November 1990)



Writer(s): Alan Moore, Neil Gaiman
Artist(s): Garry Leach, Alan Davis, Mark Buckingham

General Summary
Michael Moran is an everyday working class husband, unspectacular in every sense of the word. He's fat, getting old, and incapable of having a child with his wife. He's a journalist plagued by migraines and dreams of flying, only to wake up every night to reality of life. He is haunted by images he cannot understand, but most of all, by a word that he cannot remember.

One day, while on assignment at a nuclear power plant, the crowd of people he is within is attacked by masked men with machine guns. Suddenly, suffering from an intense migraine that debilitates him, he is dragged by the men, only to pass a sign. On the sign, he reads the word "atomic." Only he sees it upside down. Cimota...Kimota. Suddenly, it rushes back to him. He whispers the word, and with a flash of lightning, he becomes Miracleman!

Blessed with flight, super speed, super strength and invulnerability, he is the living incarnation of the superman. He is perfect, all that Moran wasn't. Things seem to finally be looking up.

This, however, is when his problems begin. The world's "first" superhero is not alone. He finds a formidable and terrifying enemy in his former sidekick, Kid Miracleman, whose alter ego has become more powerful as a result of never having reverted back to his secret identity of the young Johnny Bates. Also, as Moran continues to unearth his past, he begins to realize that his comical and fantastic origins were lies, discovering that the truth is more disturbing and chilling than expected. Men and former friends from his past begin to reappear left and right, and his marriage begins to strain from the weight of Miracleman. Add that to a growing inferiority complex, and we have a man who's blessings have begun to look more like curses.

But like any great hero, he gradually overcomes these obstacles one by one, but not without great sacrifice. After one final horrifying battle with Kid Miracleman, we see not the death of a man, but the birth of a god.

What I Liked About It:
So I was debating as to which comic I should start my comic book guide with. I consulted with my friends, all of which gave me sound advice, but I decided to start off with the most recent book that I have read. Technically, I am still reading it, but I've read enough to be able to give my critique on it. But I've also decided to start off with this book to prove a point: the superhero genre can be amazingly deep with social critiques and themes.

And this book is incredibly dense. You can read issue 1 and not realize that it's only one issue. Sometimes it feels that a whole story arc can play itself out in just one issue. In the first issue, we are presented with a backstory in the form of a 1950s-styled comic, an reintroduction of Miracleman (like Captain America, he had been forgotten), a possible origin story and the first major villain in Kid Miracleman.

Alan Moore writes in the manner that Charlie Kaufman wrote his movie "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind": sometimes dialogue and scenes don't make sense in the beginning, but the twists and turns start to make sense as you finish the issue. There were many nights where I could barely get passed an issue because I had to reread pages. I could barely get passed the first three issues for almost a week.

This, however, isn't necessarily bad. Just 'cause you have some critical analysis in a comic book doesn't mean it's boring. On the contrary, the amount of analyzing provides with some real questions about life. What is power? Who has it? Would one really be better if one were powerful? Or is this just a reflection of one's own self-worth?

The story ends with an examination of power. Even if intended for "good," is it justified?

Spoiler alert: Kid Miracleman has also become one of my favorite supervillains. Ever. Period. He is batshit crazy. And when I mean crazy, I mean way crazier than the Joker, the supervillain standard for insanity. Let's put it this way. While waiting for Miracleman to confront him, he passes the time by destroying a city and killing and mutilating all its inhabitants. And I do mean everyone: men, women, children, the elderly. Everyone. In one scene, he spares a woman, claiming that she was the only one to be kind to him. One panel later, he reappears and pounds her head in, saying, "I'm sorry. They'd say I was going soft, wouldn't they?" Holy shit.

Recommendations:
I would recommend this to fans of Alan Moore. And by that, I don't mean fans of Watchmen. I don't mean this as a condescending remark. Watchmen is by far Alan Moore's greatest work, his magnum opus, but it's also one of his easiest to read. If you've read his other works like V for Vendetta, Tom Strong or even Swamp Thing, you'll find that this man loves to place multiple layers in all his words and dialogue. His stories jump from one perspective, time period, and theme to another, which can make it hard to focus. Later in the series, it passes off to Neil Gaiman, which is a great writer himself, and the stories become more focused but broad in scope, focusing on not just Miracleman but everyone impacted by his appearance.

I wouldn't recommend this book if you're just looking for a fun superhero story. I highlight "just" because this is a fun superhero comic book, but it's also quite depressing and scary at times and extremely thought-provoking. Also, the artwork isn't as fun as, say, Todd MacFarlane's run on Spider-man. It's still beautifully drawn, but not quite as dynamic, focusing on a more realistic take of the superhero.

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Mission Debriefing.

Welcome, lovers of art and creativity!

I am the V for Ventura, and you have been strapped in for launch.

I suppose it's only fitting that I begin my blog today, the night after seeing Del Tha Funkee Homosapien live at the Roxy. My small troupe consisting of my friends Joe, Linda, and Jean joined me in going to the free show after a mad dash to Los Angeles.

First off, I have to say, the girls I kick it with, my girls, have nerves of steel and balls made of brass. These girls will get down at the drop of a dime! Take last night for example: while waiting in line to get into the Roxy and just enjoying each other's company, you could almost instantly tell that there's gonna be trouble when you see a large bouncer dragging a very drunk, stout and round girl from the venue. Which brings me to another point: ladies, if you're gonna go ahead and get shit-faced drunk when at a club, make sure you wear underwear.

Anyhow, stumbling, rumbling, slurring and heading in our direction, she pinched Jean in the back and shoved her into our little group. If you know Jean, she is one of the sweetest girls I know (unless you're driving in her way or shoving her, of course), but the earrings almost came off. "Watch where you're going, BITCH!" Almost immediately, Humpty Dumpty came back our way, only to have me get in between the girls, letting her know she had to get through me. And then Linda got into it, and now I had to get through Linda. DAYAM!

Long story short, she left, we laughed it off with the bouncer, and went into the smoke-infested venue to see Del rock the show.

Wow. That was a long intro. Now we get down to business.

If you know me, I love the arts. I love to see a dancer get down, a dope graffiti piece on the street, read a good comic book, listen to someone bare their soul through poetry...the list can go on forever. Everything, to me, can be an art form, if it comes from the heart. Ask my boy The Passive Fist from The Squared Circle. This guy loves the art of boxing, and although I don't completely understand it, I see the beauty of it.

So my goal is to present you with my loves: the love of music and the love of comic books. First, the music part.

The Music
I have almost 600 albums in my collection, much of which I haven't had a chance to listen to. Now, I'm a fan of music, but I'm probably more a fan of hording. Haha...anyhow, I have decided to listen to at least to one album per day for the next, oh, TWO YEARS. For the most part, I have a hip hop bias, but I have many artists that I'm excited to listen to.

Let me begin by saying these are not reviews. There are too many fucking review sites and, quite honestly, who cares about what I think. Make up your own mind. Instead, think of this as the crazy rantings of the V, inspired by the music of the day. Here's a list of the albums I have already listened to:

Day 1: Aaliyah (2001) by Aaliyah
Day 2: Back in Black (1980) by AC/DC
Day 3: Labor Days (2001) by Aesop Rock
Day 4: Superfly (1972) by Curtis Mayfield
Day 5: Murs 3:16 (9th Edition) (2004) by Murs
Day 6: Flight of the Conchords (2008) by Flight of the Conchords
Day 7: Sea Change (2002) by Beck
Day 8: Mos Def and Talib Kweli are Black Star (1998) by Black Star
Day 9: Showcase (1984) by Alton Ellis
Day 10: Illmatic (1994) by Nas
Day 11: A Love Supreme (1965) by John Coltrane
Day 12: Purple Rain (1984) by Prince and The Revolution
Day 13: Automatik Statick (2009) by Del the Funkee Homosapien
Day 14: Vampire Weekend (2008) by Vampire Weekend
Day 15: Best of Bootie 2005 (2005) by Various Artists

I don't have any posts for these albums yet, but I'll get back to them later. I'll try to post one new post per album a day.

The Comic Book
Now we get to the comic book, which I feel is one of the most misunderstood art forms out there. Most non-comic book readers assume it's all just superheroes and villains. Well...they're not. Don't get me wrong, I love superheroes, but I'm here to hopefully expose you to many more genres of comic books, including the superhero comic book.

Once again, I'm not posting reviews. Reviews are played out. Instead, think of this as a guide, where I'll explore some of my favorite comic books, posting general summaries and themes, what I like about the books, and recommendations for other books. My whole point is to open the doors to all sorts of comic books so you can make your own decision.

Since comic books take longer to read, I'll be posting these less often, but hopefully at least once a week. Also, I'm hoping that I'll be able to get other contributions from friends who read mangas to explore comic books on an international level.

Mission Debriefing
Your mission is to read this blog daily with an open mind. I'm not saying that my opinion isn't important or unimportant; YOUR opinion is important. Explore music and comic books, but explore all arts. I'm not saying that everything that's out there is good. There will be albums and comic books in this list that you won't like. But you won't know until you explore it for yourself.

Alright bruthas and sistas. Make sure your helmet is strapped on tight, seat belts securely fastened, and let's blow the lid of this joint.

Peace
The V for Ventura