Tuesday, June 6, 2017

POBB May 31, 2017

Pick of the Brown Bag
May 31, 2017
by
Ray Tate

The Pick of the Brown Bag is a weekly comic book review blog created and run by yours truly Ray Tate.  The party begins now, but if you can’t attend, you can check out the teensy reviews on Twitter: #PickoftheBrownBag.  For this posting, I examine two annuals from DC Comics: Wonder Woman and Trinity.  I look at the latest issues of Doctor Who, Southern Cross, Romulus and Motor Girl.  Finally, I’ll add my voice, to a growing chorus, with a spoiler free review of the remarkable Wonder Woman movie.  


It’s the Captain Jack Harkness issue of Doctor Who.  In the appropriately dubbed “Secret Agent Man,” writer Cavan Scott takes the reader on a whirlwind tour of Jack’s life as a Time Agent.


"Secret Agent Man" presents Jack as a happy-go-lucky omnisexual presented first in Doctor Who and his darker self seen in Doctor Who spin-off Torchwood.  Scott gives a valid reason for the seeming split personality and shows that both Jacks are an equal pair of the same suit.


Scott in addition integrates this idea within the skeleton of recent events occurring in the comic book.  At the same time, he creates a new mystery that’s at the core of the good captain's troubles, and involves the Doctor in a typically spectacular fashion.


Southern Cross in many ways is what Prometheus wanted to be.  It’s strong industrial science fiction with an intergalactic corporation at its center.  It’s the story about a strong female protagonist searching a mystery that involves Cthulhu-strange aliens, and it even features a talking disembodied head.  Whereas Prometheus is evil, Southern Cross is good, and that’s largely due to the trio of creators: Becky Cloonan, Any Belanger and Lee Louridge.

The artists create a gritty tapestry of metal and alien planets trying to be tamed by humans that lack the facilities to do so.  The corporation Zemi catalyzes the reduction of humanity to savages, and the heroes of the story are grifters and con artists.  On the surface, Southern Cross is good, hard science fiction drama, but it’s far more complex than that.


One of the more interesting things about Southern Cross is that each volume is based on a backstory that catches up with the fore story.  For example, Amber, Alex’s sister is killed or worse, and Alex Braithwaite begins Southern Cross searching for the truth.  When she finds it, Southern Cross survivor Kyril starts the second volume on Titan, and this story catches up to what happened to Alex.  In other words, Southern Cross is elliptical in terms of narrative.  Alex catches up to Amber.  Kyril catches up to Alex.


The second volume of Southern Cross focuses on Kyril and Hazel, an investigator for Zemi but not on the corporation’s side.  However, Cloonan introduces another pair of important characters trying to catch up to Alex.  Her father Maxwell Braithwaite and Thrn, Alex’s former lover.  Both want to find out what happened to Alex.  So, now the pattern becomes, Maxwell catching up to his daughters and Thrn catching up to Alex.  Thus, the past of Southern Cross stretches back even further to snap back to the present.  It’s really quite clever and at the same time enriches the plot.


Essentially this is the origin of Motor Girl.  The story begins in the present where Mr. Walden brings down a flying saucer and tries without success to cool his mercenaries’ fear of strange visitors.


One of those little green men visited Sam at the junkyard, and she became kind of fond of the fellow.


However, there’s more to Bik than meets the eye, and his benign 1950s styled appearance might just be an illusion.  Although perhaps his form is determined by the viewer.  Usually, unconsciousness eliminates pretense.  Of course, since this is another person’s original fiction, there’s no reason to maintain the rules of set by another author.  In any case, the imagery of the scene stirs a memory in Sam, and it’s not a good one.


Sam was a soldier in Iraq, and this frequently comedic story bears teeth when exposing PSTD from torture or mentioning the scars Sam received for her service.  It’s in these moments where we learn from whence Sam’s greatest defense mechanism comes.  Mike, a talking gorilla that only Sam can see.  

At the same time, the story posits another possibility.  This reality that Sam’s appears to see could all be just in her head?  Signposts from her past seem to resurface in the present.  The imagery could be a coincidence, beautifully realized in fiction, or the visuals may just be Sam's terrifying present being reordered into a structured fable.  

Terry Moore has done this before with Strangers in Paradise, but if he were to pull a reality switch in Motor Girl, it would at least be justified.  That’s why I think this latter contingency is unlikely.  It would be too easy.  It’s messier to suggest that Mike, Bik, Walden and every trial and tribulation Sam faces both mental and physical actually happens within the context of a flexible reality.


Romulus returns with a perfect chapter that at once advances the story and reminds readers what’s going on in the first place.  In other words.  A perfect point to jump on and experience this literate beautifully illustrated action tale pitting Ashlar against the cult of Romulus.

We joined in on her fight as she thwarted an attempt to kidnap a young engineer Nicholas.  Eventually Romulus found their quarry, and Ashlar intends to free him.  Romulus anticipated Ashlar's determination.


Achilles is a man conditioned to kill Ashlar.  He refers to himself as her shadow.  Dirty pool would be a better term.  By tuning in on the spirt of her mother, Ashlar finds a means to work through the terrible pain the drug causes and with its impetus, gain her objective.

While it may seem that I’m spilling a helluva lot of information.  Telling you all of these tidbits doesn’t actually affect the pleasure of reading.  Romulus’ strength lies in the art, the dialogue, the exploration of an embedded “alien” culture in modern times and the feistiness of she-wolf Ashlar.  As an added bonus, Romulus made an enemy out of a much better known cult from myth and popular culture.


Ashlar met the Illuminati in a previous issue.  As you can see, she’s using them not the other way around.  The Illuminati’s role in this affair remains to be judged.  Romulus however is a potent force for evil.  The cult’s success is written in blood throughout history, and Ashlar removing an asset from their care doesn’t ensure victory.  You must even admire the persistence Romulus as well as their agent's ability to compartmentalize yet still be true to the cause, however crazy it is.


The Trinity annual is a sequel of sorts to another story involving Ra’s Al Ghul and Circe.  I never read that tale, but I still understood this one.  So, nobody should have a problem with comprehension.  

The ne’er do wells lord about the heretofore unknown Pandora Pits, not to be confused with the Lazarus Pits.  At the same time, Bruce Wayne is holding a repast for his friends.  Simultaneously, the Pandora Pits draw a traveler known for his dabbling in the occult, and chaos ensues with this harrowing omen.


That’s all I can say without giving away major plot points.  The tale written by Rob Williams flows effortlessly through the excellent characterization of Batman, Superman and Wonder Woman, as well as the mysterious traveler.  Ra’s al Ghul’s persona lost its cohesiveness the moment the Bronze Age ended.  I never know what he’s about nowadays.  Way over his head for this misadventure, that's for sure.  Circe is sort of like her humorous Justice League counterpart.  So, that works.  The art by Guillem March is both masterful and scope and skill.  With that checklist viewed….

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The mysterious traveler is none other Jason Blood and you know that Etrigan cannot be far behind, but what happens when Demon blood crosses the fluid of the Pandora Pit?


The Demon unleashes hell on earth, and only Batman, Superman and Wonder Woman can stop it, or can they given the painting that appears to foretell a grim future?  


The story allows for beautiful moments of the Trinity fighting against Etrigan and a Demon horde, but more than calisthenics, Williams' tale is about the ties that bind the heroes.  


The new Wonder Woman annual looks at several facets comprising Wonder Woman’s history and characterization.  It’s an anthology, which usually means duck for cover.  Don’t worry.  Every story is worth reading, and the art though varying in style is homogenous in attractiveness.

“And Then There Were Three,” relates the first meeting of Batman, Superman and Wonder Woman in respect to Superman’s restoration.  It is easily the most light-hearted tale Greg Rucka ever wrote.  There’s not a single hint of darkness in this sly comedy. 


Continuity followers will now need to adjust Geoff Johns’ and Jim Lee’s Justice League accordingly.  It’s not as bad as you think.  There’s simply no friction between the Big Three.  Just Green Lantern and Batman.  Green Lantern and Superman.  Green Lantern and Wonder Woman.  Green Lantern and Aquaman.  Green Lantern is a jerk.

Superman, as Clark Kent is the first to note Wonder Woman’s appearance, but Lois Lane, so spritely she sounds like Dana Delaney, races for the scoop.  Alfred drolly informs Batman of the new development, and Batman and Superman have the same idea.

Rucka shockingly opts for a happy Superman that shares the double-act camaraderie with the drily witty Dark Knight.  The next thing you know Wonder Woman appears and she negates any chance of a  stereotypic slug fest.  


The genuinely funny punchline at once offers a sincere pronouncement of Wonder Woman’s core, Batman's self-reflection and a critique on the frequently defined boy scout.

The next tale examines Wonder Woman’s status as an international law bringer.  Wonder Woman never had a city of operations, apart from Washington D.C. during the war time originals.  She traveled throughout the world, and you never knew when or where she would show up.  She was frequently portrayed as a peacekeeper associated with the United Nations.  That purpose never went away.


When Markovia orders the execution of King Shark, Wonder Woman intervenes under the aegis of a treaty violation.  She then proceeds to demonstrate her abilities as the ultimate Olympian athlete while rooting out the truth, with her golden lasso.  She's at once an officer of international law and the conveyer of mercy.  


In “The Curse and the Honor,” Wonder Woman spars with an old samurai who wishes to test his skill against the warrior eternal.


There is more to this tale than innocent whim.  The samurai bears an onus that he wishes Wonder Woman to lift.  The events present Wonder Woman as an Amazon, granting succor and adhering to a champion’s code of conduct.


The last tale presents Wonder Woman as a fount of knowledge and the protector of innocent life forms.  The story is obviously an enticement for Godzilla and Gamera fans, but monster and maiden require each other for the tale to work.  So, it’s a Wonder Woman story and a creature feature.

Saturday Afternoon at the Movies


Wonder Woman is simply put the best movie DC has released.  It tops the Man of Steel through an accuracy in the portrayal of history and a more satisfying love story.  It equals Man of Steel via a sophistication to the craft of story.  The acting in each venture is superb and therefore even keel.  However, whereas Henry Cavill is a very good Superman, Gal Gadot is Wonder Woman.  Both films present fascinating foreign cultures that beg for their own explorations, stunning cinematography and authenticity in special effects and action.  The villains in Man of Steel are richer in character, but Wonder Woman’s villains were meant to be human, for the most part.  That’s the point.  


Wonder Woman takes place in World War I, not World War II, the period in which William Moulton Marston created the Amazon.  This switch caused some perturbation among fans when first learned, but the calmer of us realized that the writers and the director were just trying to do their own thing while being faithful to the spirit of the source.  The truth is that if Wonder Woman had taken place in World War II, it would have been an entirely different film, and not necessarily a better one.  

Keep in mind, and I cannot stress this enough.  Overall, the Germans of today, and maybe two or three generations back are lovely people.  The Nazis were scum.  I referred to the Nazis as the nesting dolls of evil and legislated serial killers.  There was no good in them.  In comparison, the Allies though flawed appeared to be lawful good, and so Wonder Woman would have been an unavoidably patriotic movie—as often was the television series, and that’s not what the filmmakers wanted nor aimed for.  


The theatre of World War I is a much more compelling backdrop for the birth of Wonder Woman because nobody is on her side except Steve Trevor, in spirit the Amazons and a wonderful clutch of outsiders.  Male chauvinism is universal at this time, especially in the upper ranks that arose not from merit but typically from peerage.  Furthermore, there’s an equivalency in the presentation of German soldiers fighting English soldiers within the confines of the infamous No Man’s Land.  That congruence is vital, and Wonder Woman matures during a hero’s journey through chaos that lacks recognizable evil.  Right and wrong however still matters.  Morality is an application in Wonder Woman.  It’s a force Diana carries into battle. 



The fully seasoned Wonder Woman that battles for the fate of the world at the end of the film experienced hard lessons, felt her childish fantasies shattered by horrible realizations.  However, she emerges as a stronger character because of the exposure, and in a pivotal moment, Wonder Woman draws power from the well of a universal principal.  An extraordinary movie better than we could have ever wished for.



Tuesday, May 30, 2017

POBB May 24, 2017

Pick of the Brown Bag
May 24, 2017
by
Ray Tate

Let me tell you something faithful POBB readers, after that killer two parter.  I’m almost glad there were so many mediocre books last week.  The review of comic books begins with All-New Guardians of the Galaxy, Angel, Batgirl, Batman 66 and Wonder Woman 77, Elektra, Jean Grey, the Old Guard, Scooby-Doo Team-Up and Star Lord Annual.  We’ll start however with the final books of the following week Nick Fury, Luke Cage and Thor, in that order.


Nick Fury is mostly still a case where the art by Aco makes the story completely immaterial.  


However, James Robinson adds a little more complexity to the proceedings.  With Aco, he creates a rival worthy of Fury.  Okay.  Nick Fury Jr.  However, we all know that black Nick Fury is supposed to be just Nick Fury.  These are the adventures of young Nick Fury via Samuel L. Jackson.


David Walker resuscitated Shaft for two Dynamite comic book mini-series, both literally and figuratively.  For Shaft Walker created the perfect grindhouse feel.  Walker spans the mystery genre when writing Luke Cage.  He opens with a private eye novel.


The zippy introduction segues to a traditional Agatha Christie styled setting where suspects introduce themselves in the drawing room of an old house.  Luke picks up clues here and at the funeral beforehand.  He just doesn't know it yet.


Lastly, we hit the spy drama.  The car chase is a staple.  When the gents behind the crash step out of the car, you can almost hear a James Bond sting in the score.  One of these fellows bears a sword that could have come from Q Branch.


Each of Walker's dominoes fall in the right direction and all of them point to Luke Cage.  It doesn’t hurt that Nelson Blake’s and Marcio Menyz’s art is mighty easy on the eyes.


The Shi’Ar Gods challenged Thor to a contest.  This resulted in two consequences.  First, Thor beat the snot out of the Shi’Ar Gods.  Second, Sif shamed the God of Fear, brother to Odin and Agardian regent, Cul Borson into waging war against the Shi’Ar on behalf of Thor, whom Cul loathes.  

The latter affected the outcome of the former, and the spoilsport Shi’Ar called forth the Phoenix, whom Jane Foster now faces.


Jason Aaron frames the Phoenix as overtly malevolent, and I’m a little disappointed in that.  It’s much easier to deal with the Phoenix if she's just a cosmic monster.  However, the history of the Phoenix doesn’t bear that out.  Keep in mind, I preferred the original story where Jean Grey just was the Phoenix, a telekinetic power gone amok.  That’s not however what Marvel kept.


In any case, Phoenix wants to eat Thor’s hammer.  Thor obliges, but not in the manner the Phoenix expects.  


Despite that, the Phoenix is now listed in the Who’s Who in Deities, and it takes the guest appearance of Odinson to turn the tide.  He’s on the cover.  It’s not a spoiler.

Afterward, there’s much rejoicing, but Jane makes a decision that affects the Congress of Worlds.  This at first causes uncharacteristic glee from Cul Borson, who hates Jane just as much as he hates Thor, even though clueless to her secret identity.  Alas.  His delight is short.

Ahhhh….for a minute there, after Jean dealt with the Wrecking Crew in her debut, I thought we were going to be blessed with an X-Men book that refused to delve into the unfathomable continuity of the X-Men.  Thank goodness.  The world is round.  We’re back to asking who are these people, and what’s going on, and why the heck does Beast look that way?


Jean consults with modern Beast who now appears to be a blue orangutan with mange instead of cool, classic Beast. 


Jean wants to determine whether or not the Phoenix vision she witnessed was real, or if she’s going nuts.  She doesn’t like Beast’s answer.

Of course, if you perused Thor you know that Jean isn’t seeing things, and the Phoenix is very interested in recruiting her as host. Jean cannot take the chance.  So, she decides to think askew and call in the experts.  All the mutants that wielded the Phoenix Force.  This is where I really just went to sea.


Colossus?  I never really cared that much about Colossus unless John Byrne happened to be illustrating him.  More importantly, I didn’t know he held the Phoenix Force.  Is the Phoenix that fickle?

What the hell are the Reavers? Obviously not the ones from Firefly, but apparently refugees from Mad Max or Tank Girl.  


Hope is the daughter of Cable, who’s the son of alternate Cyclops and alternate Jean Grey? I think that's right.  Okay.  Rachel I know from classic Excalibur.  That was so much easier to understand.  What’s his face from Thor.  Why is Illyana Rasputin here, and why is she so one-note?

So, presumably, the Phoenix likes to ride in Greys and Rasputins and whatever the hell what’s his face is.

Seriously though.  Although Jean Grey confused the hell out of me, I still kind of liked it because Dennis Hopeless makes young, time-lost Jean totally likable and a powerhouse of telekinesis.  


I liked how quickly Jean fled to aid Hope, who she doesn’t really know but wasn’t about to let be victimized by a cyborg Cuisnart.  As a side note, we should all use the Twamm sound-effect more often.

Oh, thank the cosmos, this story is finally over!  Dating/Pitting Batgirl with/against the Penguin’s son felt like being struck in the groin by a giant metronome.  Best scene in the book.


Perfect depiction of Batgirl by Chris Wildgoose, John Lam and Mat Lopes.  Bonus, I can’t really tell what color her eyes happen to be.  I’ll imagine the proper blue.

Most surprising thing in the book.  Batgirl uses only her eidetic memory and not the bogus hyperfocus, which felt like it should be part of Prometheus.   

“Oh, look.  Cave paintings.  Let me go into Hyperfocus.”
“Yes?”
“Alien visitors.”
“Of course!”

The first four issues of Batman and Wonder Woman seemed to comprise a beginning, middle and end.  Marc Andreyko and Jeff Parker begin a sequel set in Wonder Woman’s 1977.  They imagine the Batman television series as if it had not been cancelled and evolved a unique continuity.

The story begins with Wonder Woman in her satin tights astride her motorbike fighting the Lizard.


Whoops.  That’s Killer Croc.  Sorry about that.  Easy mistake to make folks.  She encounters the blue-eyed Babs Gordon now Commissioner and looking Velma.


Parker and Andreyko add more feminized changes for the better, but I’ll leave you to discover them yourself.  Upon learning Batman retired, Wonder Woman attempts to talk some sense into a gracefully aged Bruce Wayne.


Batman is just too good.  Wonder Woman later teams up with Nightwing and Catwoman, depicted this time as Julie Newmar, to fight against Copperhead.


Nightwing is way better here than he is in canonical works predating the new 52.  He fits the seventies better, especially with the cycle.  Motorcycles reached a fad popularity in the seventies due to daredevil Evel Knievel.

The heroes confab at Catwoman’s.  I’ve always said that Catwoman’s schemes weren’t as potentially lucrative as some of her fronts.  She always had some kind of Kit-Cat Club or the like.  She could have made oodles of money if she invested the time.  That’s why in some ways the campy villains on the Batman television series were genuine portrayals of crazy.  They all had these wild hideouts and legitimate businesses as ruses that could have made them all rich.  Catwoman’s fate on Paradise Island began a long road to legitimacy.  Her nine lives are threatened when she hears why Wonder Woman happens to be visiting Gotham City.  That reason may just pull Batman out of exile.


Illyria takes she and Angel forward through time and space.  They end up on a slow boat to Australia where Angelus and Darla are Jane Eyring about.  It’s the mostly pleasant set up of a Chronos styled treasure hunt and the answer to Angel’s beetle-filled visions.

Arcade went all Suicide Squad on Elektra’s ass.  He clamped a collar around her neck set to go off, and if she doesn’t find the key to release the collar, she and her new friend Lauren are toast.  It’s not an easy task to begin with, but Arcade makes the feat harder to perform.  Elektra must contend against viral video obsessed assassin Screwball, who feels the need to prove herself as a credible foe.


The story’s all fun and games with Elektra being extremely heroic throughout each level of play.  Although artist Juann Cabal only illustrates half of the book, Martin Morazzo respects Elektra more than he does Lilly from Satellite Falling.  He gives Elektra the muscle that Lilly is missing.  As a result, his depiction of Elektra gibes with Cabal’s.  Mind, you his Screwball and Arcade look like mutants next to Cabal's elegant designs.


The second issue of All-New Guardians of the Galaxy places the Guardians at the center of a heist.


With a simple break-in scotched, Gamora comes up with a new plan, that’s hilariously undermined by Drax’s lack of comprehension, but going with the lady in green’s plan is what they do.  Just one problem.


The means of entrance involves and exit, and once inside, Guardians of the Galaxy mayhem ensues. 

The discovery of intruders allows for a superb depiction of Gamora in action, understated humor from Quill, Drax being Drax and the reintroduction of the Collector, much more impressive than his classic version.  See.  I can appreciate advancement when good.


Star Lord’s solo adventure begins when he crash lands on a Star Trek planet of the wild, wild west, or is it? By the end of the book, you question whether or not the cosmic trappings were just there for Quill’s benefit.  Actually, the Annual has three potential endings.  Straightforward, metaphysical and another that I’ll not reveal since it’s a spoiler.

Dealing with the straight forward, Peter finds a town plagued by powerful, humanoid locusts.


Soon, Greylight pushes one of the populace too far.  


Perhaps due to her complexion and fierceness, Quill mounts up and decides enough is enough.  Although things don’t play out as Quill expected, his love of pop culture saves him in the end as a drifter turns out to be his ace in the hole.  From the metaphysical point of view, Quill just made one very powerful enemy, and in the spoilerish viewpoint, Quill’s imagination is a potent tool.  Any way you roll the dice the Star Lord Annual is a keeper.


Scooby-Doo teams up with number one super guy Hong Kong Phooey to tackle an awesome group of baddies.


Now, of all the phrases, I never thought I’d read, that descriptor is one of them.  I am however glad this happened.  I mean.  Imagine passing from your mortal coil before hearing Ninja Kung Fu Dragons.  If you weren’t already dead, you’d feel grossly cheated.

The story moves along smoothly with Hong Kong Phooey contributing at first nothing and cat sidekick Spot doing little better.  It’s not until Daphne gets ahold of his Hong Kong Book of Kung Fu that things take a turn.  


Daphne fans will definitely want this issue of Scooby-Doo Team-Up for her martial arts activity, first seen n the film as Sarah Michelle Geller.

A hodge-podge but interesting none the less, The Old Guard first demonstrates that the most ancient of the Immortals Andy has a heart.  She warms to the newest Immortal Nile, and relates the story of a man she fell in love with named Achilles.


Flashbacks are bound to appear in any series with a long-lived cuss.  The Old Guard is no different in that respect.  Yet, this one involves full frontal male nudity, so that is a break from tradition.  However, what makes The Old Guard so readable is Andy’s spiritual relationship with Modesty Blaise.  There’s just no shaking the feeling.  I admit.  It could be just me.

As the story continues, writer Rucka introduces some comedy to balance the violence that will occur later, and he brings about a strikingly good plot twist that few would have expected.  He however plays fair with a clue from Nile.


Good-Night, Mr. Bond.  May femme fatales sing thee to thy rest.