Archive for January 13, 2004

On a lighter note

January 13, 2004

My cat is snoring.

If you can think of anything cuter than that, I ask you to please keep it to yourself.

UPDATE: A cuteness pile-up. So cute your brain will liquify and leak out of your ears.

Everything old is New again; or, You tell ’em, bub

January 13, 2004

The Three-In-One: In our dreams we have seen a new Dark Age. Seen all history set back by a thousand years of ignorance and war. Seen, worse than all these, a terrible flaw at the heart of things. How did this happen so quickly?

Wolverine: I guess no one thought Rome could fall, either… those guys had a postal service that could deliver mail across 170 miles in one day. They had indoor plumbing, the women were free, they had art and science and a communications network that spanned the civilized world.

Within a hundred years, it was all debris and lice.

Sometimes ya gotta take care of what you got.

Grant Morrison, New X-Men #151

Now, I may just be desperate to find a fellow liberal-interventionist defender of civilization against theocratic fascism and nihilist terrorism out there in the great big wide world of funnybooks, but what alternate explanation for this passage by Grant Morrison can you offer?

Because it bears repeating

January 12, 2004

Andrew Sullivan on the motives of the anti-gay-marriage right:

They think that the most honorable and profound gay relationship is worth less than Britney’s 55 hour marriage. Why cannot they say this? My relationship wth my boyfriend will never be as good as Britney’s to Jason – and it’s worth amending the very constitution to affirm that for ever.

Besides being (obviously) offensive to homosexuals and those who think that homosexuality is neither deviant nor a sin nor an affront to civilization as we know it, this is offensive to regular heterosexuals (your gender is more important to AGM conservatives than whether or not you’re even the least bit serious in your commitment to one another), and to anyone who cares about the state of the Constitution of the United States America (an attempt is being made to amend the document with the express purpose of enshrining discrimination against a group of Americans in the founding document of America itself; an attempt, moreover, being carried out in a desperate quest to beat the clock, as polls and demographics suggest that within a generation or two homosexual marriage will be widely accepted).

Just thought I should bring it up again.

It’s the beginning of a new Age

January 11, 2004

Jim Henley and I had an enlightening back-and-forth over email about the Marvel Age line, which I discussed earlier. After first backing me up on his own blog, he later offered some insight into the uproar over M.A., specifically the manga-style remakes of the classic Stan-Jack-Steve stories:

Some of the loudest complainers are people who disdain superhero fanboyism, but by their complaints about messing with the purity of the Silver Age Marvels they sound like nothing so much as their nemeses (superhero fanboys) bitching about some flouting of The Way Things Used to Be. Why, they sound oddly like John Byrne Message Board posters.

Indeed! This attitude towards the Silver Age is something I’ve spotted before, even amongst the most iconoclastic of comics pundits. It’s understandable, to a degree: Those are some remarkable comics, and the thoroughly lousy treatment over the years of many of the people who created them, by the very companies who couldn’t exist today without them, probably makes us all view them more protectively than we otherwise would. But referring to “the lost innocence of the Silver Age,” as Alan David Doane did back during that whole Seth X-Men cover kerfluffle, implies a belief in some mythical pre-Fallen state of grace for mainstream comics. And as much as I enjoy all the great stuff from that era, I don’t think they bear being treated as Scripture very well.

This is actually something touched upon by David Fiore during that same comics-cover crisis, in a couple of posts: “[T]here is no ‘lost innocence’ in the sixties for Seth to harken back to!” and “Next we’ll be hearing that super-hero comics are only suitable for children, and are best left unanalyzed! Oh, wait, we hear that every day from certain quarters…” No, most of the folks I’ve encountered who are upset about Marvel Age aren’t as far gone as your average John Byrne or Comics Journal messboard crackpot (both of whom treat superhero comics like kid stuff, albeit for very different reasons). But given how indistinguishable Marvel Age is from everything else Marvel does, legally and logically speaking–to say nothing of all the arguments in favor of Marvel doing just such a thing–it seems that the problem is mainly an emotional, or indeed sentimental, one.

In other words, I don’t get the outrage. Well, I get it–it’s just that I don’t think it makes much sense. Marvel Age is different from everything else Marvel does only in the sense that it is literally rewriting and redrawing the Stan/Jack/Steve stuff, as opposed to simply milking it for forty years while the people whose genius made those forty years of milking possible don’t make a whole lot of money from it. Legally, I don’t think this is any more or less distasteful than everything else Marvel does; the original writers and artists are being properly credited, so in that sense it’s even better than things were for ages on end. I think the uproar is a “sacred cow” issue more than anything else, and that’s fine, but it’s no way to run a business, especially one like Marvel in the position that Marvel’s in these days.

Obviously there are aesthetic arguments about redrawing Kirby or Ditko and rewriting Lee–I’ve heard it compared to the remake of The In-Laws or, God help us, Psycho–but I think that in intent it’s a lot closer to Peter Jackson’s upcoming remake of King Kong. The point in both cases is to take a great story and make it accessible to generations that are no longer comfortable with the storytelling and film- or comics-making conventions of yesteryear. Fine by me. (The goal is also to make a lot of money, but that’s also fine by me.)

For those of us who simply can’t get past the perceived lack of respect being shown to the legacy of Lee, (and especially) Kirby and Ditko, please keep in mind that even a revamped, redrawn, rewritten version of a classic Spider-Man or Fantastic Four yarn would be a hell of a lot closer to the originals than the manga kids would otherwise ever get. Furthermore, those kids would certainly be a lot more likely to eventually seek out the original Stan/Jack/Steve stuff than they are now! I don’t think I share Jim’s confidence that Marvel might even, get this, “try to sell them the originals” if they like the newfangled versions, but it would make a lot of sense, and again it’d be a lot more likely to actually work thanks to the exposure to the material made possible by Marvel Age.

All of this, of course, hinges on whether the books are any good, and (to a lesser or greater extent, depending on your perspective) whether or not they sell. But the principle behind the thing is as sound as it gets, in my book. And my attachment to the great works of the past doesn’t stop me from seeing the need to adopt, adapt, and (as far as accessibility goes) improve, for the present and the future.

UPDATE: Alan David Doane writes:

…I definitely think there IS a “lost innocence of the Silver Age.” Whether it was actually DURING the SA or was how we later readers looked at it, specifically up to the early ’80s before the truth came out about how Marvel screwed Jack Kirby and the Shooter “Little Fucks” era is debatable, one supposes. But there was a time when even the most informed comics reader could believe at least some of the myths about comics in general and Marvel in particular, and Seth’s piece evokes that era. In a time, now, when you have to pretty much have NO interest in comics NOT to know such trivia as Joss Whedon’s contractual machinations or Ellis’s online sex-farce, I’d say that innocence is gone.

In other words, when he’s talking about “lost innocence,” he’s not referring to the comics of that era, but Comics of that era–the industry/medium/art form. That does make sense, in terms of the readers and our view of the business side of the Silver Age and its aftermath: Ignorance truly was bliss.

Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes

January 11, 2004

The English press has subjected Shawcross’s apparent rightward turn to searching psychological and cultural analysis (finally inheriting the family estate; marrying a ”socialite heiress”; cozying up to the royal family; re-enacting his father’s own political pattern, etc.). Since ”Allies” is silent on this subject, it’s more instructive to consider the possibility that Shawcross has remained true to his principles, but that a morally driven foreign policy looks very different after 9/11 than it did before.

Emphasis mine. From James Traub’s review of William Shawcross’s Allies, in the New York Times. Link courtesy of Jeff Jarvis. And there’s more:

Shawcross is scarcely the only liberal or leftist to see the war in Iraq as the consummation, rather than the contradiction, of his principles…Shawcross notes that while the neocons are considered “radical” for their insistence that evil regimes have sacrificed their absolute right to sovereignty, these arguments “sound close to mainstream liberal internationalist thought.”

I do like to think, from time to time, that I have basically the same politics as I did on September 10th, and that it’s all my former fellow travelers who’ve lost their way.

Libertarian Isolationist on Libertarian Isolationism

January 10, 2004

Franklin Harris responds thoughtfully to my bafflement over the libertarian arguments for isolationism. Naturally, I’m still unconvinced–deficit spending seems a small price to pay for, you know, ending mass graves and so forth; and World War II and the Cold War are fairly strong arguments for the efficacy of an aggressive foreign policy in promoting the growth of liberty abroad without sacrificing it at home–but I’m pleased and grateful that Franklin took the time to explain them to me. All the points he raises are one that hawks should remain vigilant about, at any rate.

(Regarding the Founding Fathers, my guess is that an unwillingness to be drawn once again into hostilities with the most powerful empire in the history of the world accounts for at least some of their reluctance to get entangled in alliances…)

Keep your eye on ’em

January 10, 2004

In case you needed a reminder why traditional conservatives are nobody’s friend, take a look at what they want to do to the Constitution, to privacy rights, and to marriage as we know it (i.e. a union between two people that love each other–how do you know it?), in order to legally enshrine their irrational hatred for homosexuals. Andrew Sullivan has the goods on the Old Right’s desperate attempts to prevent the inevitable: the legalization of gay marriage, which within a generation, two at the outside, will be a fait accompli. In essence, they’re willing to give any random pair of people all the benefits of civil union, and are apparently willing to spend God knows what resources monitoring those pairs for any sign of sexual behavior, simply to avoid the civilization-destroying horror of letting two men or two women who love each other get legally wed. And they want to amend the Constitution to do it.

Like I said: these people are not on your side, America.

Why I no longer post on the Comics Journal Message Board except to hype my own stuff

January 9, 2004

An object lesson.

(Thanks to Jim Dougan for the tip.)

Clues! Clues everywhere!

January 9, 2004

I’ll go ahead and say it: Marvel’s “Marvel Age” initiative impresses me.

Listen, I’m as skeeved out by the endless exploitation of the Stan/Jack/Steve years as the next guy, but Marvel’s in a tough spot: The people on the business end don’t want the publishing people to do anything to which Marvel can’t fully control the licensing rights; at the same time, advances in creators’ rights (or at least a general awareness that such things exist) have lead creators to be reluctant to, well, create anything they themselves can’t own, meaning that when they work for the Big Two, it’s really a question of reshuffling the same old characters and concepts; and Marvel as a publisher finds itself beholden to a reactionary Direct Market and the failed monthly-pamphlet format, both of which prevent it from producing comics in the cost-effective and popular format young readers prefer, as well as actually putting comics where those readers would even see them. Meanwhile, there’s an entire thriving sequential-art industry–manga–that doesn’t find itself in this bind, and is making a killing because of it.

If I ran Marvel, I’d have spent the last couple of years frantically trying to find a way to repackage the best existing work the company had into a format that could tap that market. The thinking behind Marvel Age, especially as detailed by their seemingly quite-on-the-ball Sales Manager David Gabriel, shows that Marvel’s finally trying to do exactly that.

They’re even talking about switching to a direct-to-digest format, if sales warrant, and this time at least it seems that this isn’t just talk. Good for them. For now, though, it makes sense to essentially repackage old material, either directly (in the case of Runaways, Sentinel and, I think, Spider-Girl), or via modernized adaptations (Marvel Age Spider-Man). That, after all, is one of the advantages of the big American manga publishers, who have a decades-old backlog of preexisting Japanese comics to select from, translate, package, and publish at a much lower cost than producing brand-new stuff. Moreover, choosing Runaways and Sentinel for repackaging out of all their recent crop of manga-influenced titles, as opposed to the much-hyped and thoroughly woeful Trouble, shows that someone at the company is actually paying attention to the quality of the content, not just catch-phrases about art style or romantic plotlines.

But there’s still a lot more they could be doing with their books. Back at 2003’s San Diego Comic-Con, I was told that Ultimate Spider-Man was going to be converted into digests. I don’t know if this is still in the works, what with Marvel Age Spider-Man now in play, but it should be: There are now over 50 issues of this uniformly high-quality, perfectly age-appropriate book available. Moreover, success with an Ultimate book in this format would naturally pave the way for similar publishing initiatives on Ultimate X-Men, and perhaps even Ultimate Marvel Team-Up and (God willing that there are enough issues to collect) The Ultimates. The Ultimate books–including, if the first issue is any indication, Ultimate Fantastic Four–are as close to a match for the manga audience as anything Marvel’s got. Please, House of Ideas, allay our fears and do the right thing with them! (That last link courtesy of Big Sunny D.)

Meanwhile, as Shawn Fumo points out, DC are learning that manga-sized digests are the way to go from the type of source they might really listen to: the bookstores themselves. They’ll be publishing their newly-acquired title Elfquest that way, and perhaps doing more experiments a la Death: At Death’s Door, but they should be looking into wholesale repackaging as well. Their various animated-series adaptations would be perfect for younger readers, and I remain 100% convinced that a digest-sized reprint of the complete Sandman run would be a goddamn blockbuster. (Similar arguments could be made for quite a few Vertigo series, especially Transmetropolitan.)

Honestly, this is something that even altcomix publishers could learn from. I’d certainly be interested to see how some old Love & Rockets stuff, particularly Jaime’s, would do in manga format; I’d imagine quite well. Blankets is a great fit as well; it may be tough to shoehorn that book into a digest without splitting it up, but could trade dress be experimented with in an attempt to catch the eye of shoujo fans? Hell, even Jim Woodring’s Frank stuff might find an interesting new, young audience if repackaged appropriately. I don’t want to get carried away here, but there are many possibilities. And from a publisher’s viewpoint, I’d think they were both intelligent and enticing.

On the other hand…

January 8, 2004

One, two, three, what are we fighting for? From the Council on Foreign Relations‘ page on the new Afghan constitution (link courtesy of Instapundit):

The constitution of the Islamic Republic of Afghanistan…states that no Afghan law

Deep into “agree to disagree” territory

January 8, 2004

Try to contain your surprise, but I disagree with Jim Henley’s assessment of the validity of our reasons for going to war against the Baathists in Iraq.

Jim says that our failure to find actual WMDs means the whole thing was an unjustifiable farce. He picks apart two arguments commonly used by hawks to offset this: 1) Saddam Hussein was bad enough to warrant forcible removal from power, WMDs or no; 2) Saddam Hussein bluffed, we called him on it, no harm, no foul. Reason 1, sez Jim, is no good, because it requires a major rethinking of the role of American military power in the world, and moreover if the Bushies thought it would fly they’d have advanced it in the first place, since you didn’t need UN inspectors to prove that Saddam was a grotesque murderer of the highest order. Reason 2 won’t wash, he argues, because Saddam wasn’t bluffing: He and his underlings said over and over again that they had no WMDs, the U.S. would have said he had them no matter what, and Hans Blix only took the very moderately tough stance he did in order to placate us bellicose Americans, so in the end the Baathists were, if not telling the whole truth, a lot closer to the truth than the US/UK coalition.

Well, Reason One is simple enough to be done with: Yes, I think the American military should be used to depose tyrants and promote constitutional democracy. There’s obviously got to be a priority structure, since we don’t have the means or the manpower to fight the entire Axis of Evil plus the AoE Junior Auxilliary simultaneously, but generally speaking Gulf War II was in line with a foreign policy I was advocating during my wildest and wooliest collegiate Bush-hating days: Stop paying the bastards, and start ousting them. Obviously this doesn’t sit well with Jim, who, as a libertarian, is primarily concerned with leaving well enough alone. How leaving well enough alone in countries ruled by mass-murdering dictators is libertarian is something that continues to escape me, but in all fairness Jim’s been riding this train of thought for a long time now, so I guess he’s figured it out.

Reason Two is trickier. It’s certainly distasteful/distressing/disturbing (depending on how charitable you want to be) that our government and its intelligence wings either had no clue what was really going on in Iraq, or had a clue but decided to burnish it into a direct causus belli anyway. (Again, I really wouldn’t have cared if they’d argued for the removal of that monster by saying he’d kidnapped Santa Claus and was preparing to unleash Gidrah the Three-Headed Monster, but that’s neither here nor there for the moment.)

But was Saddam Hussein really not even bluffing that such weapons existed? Of course he was bluffing. He certainly knew his statements were never going to be taken at face value by the U.S. and U.K.; in diplomacy, whose statements are taken at face value? (Iran’s, I guess, if you’re the International Atomic Energy Agency, but that’s another story.) You can’t just go by what he or Tariq Aziz said on television to determine whether or not they were makin’ with the obfuscation. If this were a novel, they’d be what you’d call “unreliable narrators.” (Hell, even the anti-war types refused to believe Saddam was in any way allied with Islamic reactionism, despite any number of statements of his to the contrary. Funny how much credit they’re willing to give this man, who by the way had a Koran written in his own blood and paid the Islamic death-cult suicide bombers of Palestine 25 large a pop, on certain other matters: “Hey, if the man says he’s got no WMDs, he’s got no WMDs!”)

And he was, in fact, an obstructionist when it came to the inspections regime, quite independent of how the U.S. interpreted his moves. We know what legitimate UN-overseen disarmament looks like; we’ve seen it in South Africa, for instance. We did not see it in Iraq. Clearly, someone thought they had something to hide. And someone thought they had political intimidation points to score by acting like it. By all accounts Saddam himself believed he had WMDs, and was made to believe this by an entire chain of military and scientific officials scrambling desperately to convince him. They wouldn’t have put their necks on the line if WMDs weren’t something the man had, you know, asked for.

As the Kay Report made quite clear, Iraq most certainly did have a WMD development program. Some of its constituent parts were hidden, buried, rearranged, stashed in scientist’s home frigidaires, and integrated with civilian infrastructure; some of them were burned or shredded far from the prying eyes of international oversight. Why, exactly? So that the scientists could eat botulin-sicles and grow gardens in nuclear reactor parts? Because they didn’t want the UN inspectors to see them without their make-up on that morning?

This, to me, has always been the horse-shittiest part of the anti-war argument: that Saddam was harmless, forever and ever, amen. Clearly he and his government made every effort to stay just shy of openly pursuing the program, while continuing to preserve the means, materiel and knowledge necessary to reactivate it the second the heat was off. Anti-war forces conveniently forget that before the present administration called bullshit and forced the Iraq issue to the forefront of world attention once again, the cry wasn’t “Let the inspections and sanctions work,” it was “Let the inspections and sanctions end.” Saddam was gambling that, if he gathered enough sick babies into one or two hospitals, trotted in credulous BBC reporters, and said “we can’t afford medicine” over and over again, he could then sit back in one of his several dozen palaces and watch the world force an end to the sanctions regime that prevented him from fully purusing his WMD ambitions. And the sanctions were already splitting apart at the seams: even nations friendly to the U.S. were beginning to flout them, to say nothing of Syria, Jordan, Russia, and France. If 9/11 hadn’t happened I am positive they’d have been completely scuppered by now; as it was the make-or-break point was delayed by a few years, but make no mistake, it would only have been a delay, and then Saddam would have been free to pursue his clandestine weapons program with all the gusto of, well, seemingly every other Muslim dictatorship with Kim Jong Il on the speed dial. A war in which Saddam Hussein and his mob were removed from power permanently was and is the only way that this endless cat-and-mouse game could be stopped.

To recap, what exactly were we facing? An unspeakably brutal dictator, with no compunction about inflicting mass civilian casualties even within his own borders and on fellow Muslims, and with a proven record of doing just that repeatedly for decades on end; an un-deterrable dictator, who had invaded two of his neighbors, attacked a third, and seriously threatened two more, despite overwhelming evidence that these courses of action would be disastrous for himself and his nation; an opportunistic dictator, who had not hesitated to very publicly cast his lot with religious fundamentalism and its murderous vanguard in Palestine and Kurdistan, even after our post-9/11 invasion of Afghanistan showed that such alliances were potentially fatal for the states involved; an ambitious dictator, who had used WMDs in the past and greatly desired to maintain the ability to use them again in the future despite the tremendous personal and financial risks inherent in the pursuit; a patient dictator, willing to play a decade-long waiting game with the world at the direct expense of his citizenry until international inertia and greed in Europe, Russia, and the Mid-East won out once again, leaving him free to pursue weapons that he felt would make him, at long last, untouchable. Throw in what I think was our moral obligation to end the reign of this dictator we once supported, over a people whom, after Gulf War I, we betrayed, and explain to me again: Why was this war not a good idea?

As Britney might say, “Get nasty”

January 8, 2004

I don’t know if it’s something in the water or what, but it’s getting nice and mean around the comics internet. First Graeme McMillan goes on a bona fide fanboy rampage, then Matt Maxwell, Dirk Deppey, and Chris Allen put the boot into sundry targets.

Delicious.

Dark Knight Defective

January 7, 2004

Went by the comic shop today, and what to my wondering eyes should appear but a trade paperback of The Dark Knight Returns, with the interior redesigned by Chip Kidd as well as the cover. When I bought the hardcover version with its Kidd-designed cover, I was awfully disappointed to see that inside, unlike the through-and-through redesign of The Dark Knight Strikes Again, it was the same old Kidd-free stuff. So why did DC get all fancy-schmancy with the less fancy-schmancy edition–and screw over the people who splurged for the hardcover in the first place?

Fanboy Rampage indeed

January 6, 2004

Jeebus, but is Graeme McMillan ever on today. Just start here and start scrolling up. The man snarks with the absolute best of ’em.

Roll another number for the road

January 6, 2004

All sorts of new stuff in the blogroll today, including a few brand newbies in the comics blogosphere. Stop by and say hello!

Jim Dougan is a loser

January 6, 2004

And Roger Langridge did a cartoon about it. (Permalink for Modern Tales subscribers here.)

Uh, congratulations, Jim! I guess!

Photoromance

January 5, 2004

I’m not going to take down the big Phoebe Gloeckner illustration below–hopefully I’ve pared it down to a size where you can still read it, but it doesn’t bust your browser and make the rest of the page impossible to read. Moreover, I just really like having it on my own page.

But Phoebe herself just uploaded a fancy-schmancy navigable version of the illustration on her own webpage, one which you can view row by row in several sizes as opposed to the whopper of a .jpg you see below. Click here to check it out.

More

January 5, 2004

If you’re digging on the Phoebe Gloeckner photo essay below, here’s a similar piece she did for the L.A. Weekly.

If you’re digging on this blog, there are other entries from this past weekend waaaaaay down there, below the interview. Scroll down!

Well, *I* been told

January 5, 2004

From Rich Johnston’s column today:

I’m hearing rumours from the comics stratosphere (different to the ‘blogosphere’, as it’s higher up and actually makes a difference)…

oh snap

I’m sure this harsh assessment of comics bloggers has nothing to do with the fact that, a couple of weeks ago, a comics blogger very publicly stole the thunder from the Great Big Announcement that Rich has been lording over everyone for week after endless, tedious, mind-numbingly repetitive week. No sir, nothing at all.

And I’m sure he would have written all that business about said Great Big Announcement being “the worst kept secret in comics” if he’d gotten to make the announcement himself as planned. And as advertised, in his own column, as recently as two weeks ago.

Yeah. Sure.

(Actually, Rich Johnston is one of the best comics journalists (yeah, that’s what I said) around. I impatiently reload CBR to get a look at his new column each Monday–it’s genuine appointment reading. But making fun of the comics blogosphere? So 2003, chief.)

The ADDTF Interview: Phoebe Gloeckner

January 4, 2004

A big day for the blog! I am thrilled to be able to publish, for the first time anywhere, an interview I conducted with cartoonist, novelist, and illustrator Phoebe Gloeckner on April 24th, 2003. I