Showing posts with label Mighty Crusaders. Show all posts
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Friday, September 18, 2009

Random Reviews: The Red Circle parts 3 & 4

[Editor's Note: As always, the nowhere near semi-regular feature known as "Random Reviews" should not be considered any of the following things: The opinion of anyone who works at DC or Marvel. Brief. Smart. Entertaining. Insightful. Spoiler-free. Or vaguely resembling something worth your time unless you're madly in love with Archie superheroes like I inexplicably am. - KP]

The Red Circle: The Web #1
Written by J. Michael Straczynski
Penciled by Roger Robinson
Inked by Hilary Barta


For anyone who didn't play along with my reviews of the first two entries in DC's Red Circle launch – a series of four semi-connected one-shots meant to introduce Archie's Mighty Crusaders heroes into the DCU under the pen of writer J. Michael Straczynski – the basic gist of that post was this: I thought the Hangman story was pretty bland, and I thought the Inferno story was a total mess. Contributing to my lack of enjoyment was JMS' bare bones "super story" that was supposed to connect the books in some sense but ultimately explained very little within the story about how the characters are connected, what the so-called Red Circle is or even why the latter character exists or does anything. So: bad start.

Still, I remained undaunted from my goal of keeping up with new comics featuring these characters I for some reason really dig and soldiered on into the final two issues of the introductory series, which coincidentally starred two characters that at face value seem to have a WAY better chance of drawing some attention in the superhero-crazy direct market by dint of having a more traditional heroic design and outlook (in the case of the Web) and having a little bit of actual recognizability with the more casual readers who can still be called fanboys (in the case of the Shield). Well, after reading JMS' take on those two guys, I'm happy to report (well...maybe "happy" isn't the best word. Let's say I'm relieved to report) that things got a little better.

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Random Reviews: The Red Circle parts 1 & 2

[Editor’s Note: We don’t do a lot of new comics reviews here on the CKT mostly due to the awesome jobs my co-bloggers have at DC and Marvel. But since I have no such conflicts of interest, every once in a while I’m going to throw one of my legendarily long-winded reviews up if I feel I’ve got something to say. I should note the following disclaimer, though: What follows should not be considered anything close to the actual opinion of anyone who holds a real job. - KP]


The Red Circle: The Hangman #1
Written by J. Michael Straczynski
Penciled by Tom Derenick
Inked by Bill Sienkiewicz


If my slowly ongoing series of posts on my love of notoriously lackluster comics hadn’t clued anyone in, I was fairly excited last year when DC announced they’d be incorporating the Archie Comics superheroes (collectively called The Mighty Crusaders by some folks but bewilderingly branded under the barely historically accurate Red Circle label for this iteration) into the DC Universe proper. If nothing else, the crew of characters have a few great designs and concepts amongst them, and DC’s general “any concept and the kitchen sink (and Ambush Bug)” feel make it pretty pliable when it comes to this kind of thing. And after a year of waiting and watching while the planned relaunch hopped from The Brave & The Bold to its own semi-linked pseudo-mini series, I picked up the first two parts of the introductory Red Circle comic under the guidance of writer J. Michael Straczynski.

Now, here’s where I stand with JMS. After years working in television and film, he certainly doesn’t need any tips from me on how to be a successful writer, and most of his comics work bears out his screenwriting training in terms of being well-plotted and generally providing honest, justified character motivations. At the same time, JMS suffers worse than any comics scribe I can recall of the sin of being too “writerly.” Too many of his comics get dragged down by over the top story turns and verbose, pompous prose that screams “I am a Serious Writer and this tale of men in spandex is Serious Literature” from the oblique parallel narratives and clichéd twists that sunk the later half of his Amazing Spider-Man run to the intolerably hackneyed “What dreams I have dreamed” opening that almost turned me off what became a really good run on Thor. For whatever reason, Straczynski constantly forgets fiction rule #1 – “less is more” – in favor of comic scripts that try much harder to impress than they do to entertain.

With The Hangman story that kicks of The Red Circle series, these ticks aren’t quite as apparent as some of his least successful comics work, but ultimately the comic reads like a staid and standard C-list superhero origin story rather than the introduction of a major new piece of DC mythology. The titular hero this time out is Dr. Robert Dickering – a Civil War sawbones for the North who gets trapped behind enemy lines. After delaying his own escape to save a blind Confederate soldier from bleeding to death (remember...he’s our hero!), Dickering gets caught by some brutish Southerners who string him up to hang. Enter the standard “Devil and Daniel Webster” twist when a dark figure enters the good doctor’s mind offering him life everlasting if he agrees to hunt down supposed criminals, saving the wrongly accused and killing the true villains. Well, maybe it’s not 100% Daniel Webster territory as Dickering gets to hold on to his soul in the process but examining the details of this crucial two-page scene do the book very little in the favor department.

We flash forward through time to learn that the Doc is still kicking in our own time, working the day shift at an unnamed hospital in an unnamed city where he’s the delight of the terminally ill kids ward and a bevy of hot single nurses. At night, Dickering undergoes a painful transformation to become The Hangman – a hero who can’t be killed but still feels the pain of every gun shot he takes in the gut. Basically what we’re left with is a mix of that show “New Amsterdam” that only lasted one season last year and Jimmy Palmiotti’s Painkiller Jane. That’s the high concept in a nutshell, dig?

I could almost ride along with a concept that isn’t 100% original if the execution had some pizazz to it, but unfortunately the whole package reads luke warm at best. In his scenes as Dr. Dickering, the lead character carries an almost antagonistic attitude towards having an actual personality (beyond that general “I’m a good dude” feel that comes with any superhero), and as The Hangman, he’s another dime-a-dozen “I’m tortured by the pain of my powers” creeper of the night. Worst of all, the core conceit that’s supposed to make this character work makes little to no sense. That crucial scene where Dickering agrees to live forever as a pained knight of vengeance clocks in at two whole pages, and after the whole “he’s so good he’ll risk his own life to save an enemy combatant” set up, I can’t think of reason 1 why the good doctor would take the fucking deal with the devilish stranger. I mean, there’s a bit of business at the beginning about Doc having a honey back home in the North, but even that cliché is only hinted at and never developed. Reading the deal scene, the only motivation an audience could guess for the doc to take the deal would be “for shits and giggles” as a death at the end of a noose would most certainly deliver our hero straight into the arms of the heavenly host. Ultimately, what we’re left with is a character who willingly takes on a horrible curse for no good reason.

And to be a nerd for a minute, the worst thing about this failed attempt at giving the character a good story hook is that the original Hangman actually already had an unique hook that’s been thrown out the window. Aside from being known by the 17 fans of his Golden Age adventures for killer splash pages and axe violence, The Hangman’s 1940’s origin involved Dr. Dickering taking up the mantle of vigilante because his brother was the superhero The Comet, who was tragically killed in action after a few Jack Cole-drawn appearances. Now, it’s not like that “brother’s revenge” aspect was ever developed into anything worth reading (this was the war era after all), but I’ll be damned if “one super brother avenging his dead super brother” isn’t a better origin than this warmed over deal with the devil take. I mean, maybe James Robinson’s Starman has an element of that in its sublimely layered motivation of Jack Knight, but overall I can’t think of any modern hero who has a similarly compelling origin that can be recapped in three panels like Superman or Batman’s can.

In terms of the always crucial visual side of the package, Tom Derenick does what Tom Derenick does just about as well as he’s done it anywhere else. The penciler is a decent storyteller with a cartooning style somewhere between Bart Sears and Neal Adams, which is totally fine for this type of thing, though I’ve always gotten the impression that a lot of Derenick’s workload over the past few years has come thanks to the fact that he’s so fast (for those who don’t know, he was a regular Countdown and Trinity contributor). And while I love Bill Sienkiewicz for the talented and ground-breaking artist that he’s always been, his ink work generally comes along to add a little scratchy and dark tone to perfunctory superhero pencil work – the ultimate effect of which is usually to say “Hey, kids! This was inked by Bill Sienkiewicz!” Honestly, that dark tone probably helped a bit more here due to the subject matter, but it did little to elevate the presentation out of mediocrity. Oh, and just because I thought it so strange, I should note that the final page of the issue was drawn by Inferno artist Greg Scott, I guess to create some kind of continuity between issues? Speaking of which...


The Red Circle: The Inferno #1
Written by J. Michael Straczynski
Penciled and Inked by Greg Scott


In what I assume is an attempt to get a slight sales bump across the introduction of these characters to the DCU, each new Red Circle comic shipping in August carries its own character-specific #1 status, but don’t let that throw you. This is essentially a mini series even though each issue brings a new player onto the board. And halfway through this story, I’m already starting to see some weird dissonance between the twin story goals of overarching story and solo character introduction, so let’s take each of them in their own time.

This go around, our new hero is Inferno – a character carted onto the scene as a comatose victim of some mysterious explosion in the aforementioned last page of The Hangman. There was some general head-scratching across message boards when Inferno was announced as part of the launch both from casual Archie heroes fans who wondered why such a Z-lister would get top billing and from hardcore Mighty Crusader fans who didn’t like that the guy ended up looking so different from his original incarnation. As far as I’m concerned, polishing up these guys to fit in the DCU should be part of the fun of a project like this, and Inferno fits that bill perfectly. I mean, I know a lot about these characters, and the most I know about Infero is that he’s a guy who...um...has some fire powers and shit? Prime candidate for reimagining.

Straczynski’s execution of said reimagining is pretty odd and a little lackluster, but ultimately I think it works better than The Hangman’s for a few reason. While the gallows-themed hero who kick-started this whole shebang got saddled with a straight done-in-one original tale, Inferno’s first story is all mystery and misdirection. Carted on page like that Hungarian dude at the start of “The Usual Suspects” after a harbor explosion left him the only survivor, our guy has no memory of who he is (though he conspicuously drops the name Frank Verrano in a brief jibbering fit). Add that to a scattered one-page flashback where he agrees to get involved in...something with a blonde lady, and so far we’ve got very little to hang our hat on. But once this mystery gentleman (who, by the by, looks like your average “white guy with brown hair in a superhero comic”) wakes up, he’s got a gunman popping bullets from an uzi at his face, igniting flame powers that also physically turn him into a beefy WWE type complete with bald head and Macho Man ‘stache. That inexplicable transmographying element to Inferno is just so silly I kind of love it as it gives the hero something beyond another set of bland elemental-based powers. And even though the mystery elements surrounding who the character is aren’t really compelling on their own, they also don’t sink the concept outright like the Hangman’s clichés did. There’s potential here to be built upon, so bully for JMS on that.

In terms of our ongoing story, things are less promising. The sketchy details that help Inferno get established in and of himself without a full origin story really hamper the bigger plot as there are absolutely no details that would make a reader who’s not invested in the concept of Archie heroes at DC want to keep buying. Like I said, a gunman comes to kill Inferno in the hospital and the inclusion of an earpiece hooked up to shadowy boss types reveals that he’s part of a bigger organization of some kind, maybe. But there’s no specifics given on any of that. Not a name for the organization, not a hint as to why Inferno’s important, not one bit of storytelling style or compelling line of dialogue that raises the attack beyond “guy with gun shoots at guy in coma.” Zip. Later, after the obligatory “Hangman and Inferno fight in the street then team up to stop a bomb Inferno inexplicably remembers,” the fiery hero notes that whoever caused the first explosion had a reason for being on the boat, but that this second explosion was only a decoy to throw the cops off the true motives of the first. I’ve read this comic three times and what I just wrote about it confuses the fuck out of me.

Worst of all, we’ve got several pages of a nondescript cop team trying to crack the case of the exploding boat mystery, and the oh-so maudlin bits of info on what’s going on never reach them. The only people who’ve put anything together at all are the morphing amnesiac escapee who catches fire and the immortal, cursed doctor who fled the scene. So thanks for wasting four pages of a comic on two expository cops without a clue who I’m assuming we won’t see again for the rest of the series. And at this point we’re half way through a four-issue story!!!

I know it seems like I’m endlessly harping on a lot of minor details, but the point I’m ultimately trying to get at here is that if I am totally the target audience for this material, and JMS and company can’t string together the bare bones of a story that makes sense even to me, we may be approaching unmitigated disaster here for a new character initiative DC has been talking about for over a year. At this point, the most compelling thing I can point to about the entire operation is the teaser copy from the end of The Hangman that reads “To Be Continued As The Circle Embraces the Inferno!” Sounds like it has potential, right? What is the Red Circle? A prophecy? An organization? Is there even a reason all these characters are crossing paths, or is it all (as it seems) just stupid fucking coincidence and the name Red Circle was just drawn out of a hat to brand these guys rather than Mighty Crusaders?

In any event, I’m going to keep reading the next two issues and let you know how it goes. Certainly The Web and The Shield have slightly more draw and potential for superhero fans of any stripe (an idea I’ll return to when talking about them), and what I’ve heard about the non-JMS ongoing series sounds more fun than what we’re getting here, so fingers crossed. You can check out a preview of the issue that ships today at Newsarama if you like in the meantime.

Thursday, August 6, 2009

Questionable Taste: Golden Age MLJ Comics

Ages ago, when we launch this blog (or, you know, October), I announced myself with an post called Questionable Taste which promised follow ups concerning some truly bad comic books I inexplicably loved. Two moves and a boat load of other blogging later, and I'm returning this week to finish what I started.

Now, part of the delay and all of the reason for me jumping in right now is that today is the day the similarly long-gestating relaunch of the Archie Comics superheroes collectively known as the Mighty Crusaders as helmed by writer J. Michael Straczynski finally hits comic shops (and I know DC is referring to these characters as the Red Circle characters, but I think that name is stupid). For anyone requiring a quick refresher on these eternally second-string players, here's an Archie house ad from the '80s used to keep the "big names" of the line in copyright...


Oh man, don't they look like they're having fun? All smiling and conspicuously posing with the most unique elements of their costumes on display. Sure, most comics readers of any stripe have barely any passing familiarity with this crew, and I have a hard time explaining my own affection for the team aside from a vague sense of nostalgia I get from being one of the few target 12-year-old readers who actually picked up the !mpact iteration of the characters in the early '90s. But at some point in college I discovered the wealth of awful relaunch attempts the Archie folks tried over the years and went a little haywire buying up Crusader appearances on eBay.

To highlight my waste of time and money (but mostly time), I'm going to spend the month of August looking at some of the dumbest comics starring the Mighty Crusaders I've got my hands on to coincide with the release of DC's Red Circle series (I may review a few of those books too). Let's start with one of the few kind of charmingly stupid Golden Age entries starring the characters...


THE HANGMAN IN PEP COMICS!

So I guess the one semi-relevant historical fact about this entire breed of pajama-wearing punching bags is that the superheroes in question predated Archie by a few years. Though the company would eventually carry the red-headed weenie's name as its own, Archie Comics started out as another trend chasing superhero fly by night called MLJ Publications. Aside from their signature "super G-Man" The Shield, MLJ had all sorts of uselessly bland superheroes including The Web, The Comet and some guy named Bob Phantom.

The Hangman holds up a little bit better than some of the other few golden age MLJ jokers I've happened upon, mostly due to the absurdly, semi-graphically violent art of Bob Fujitani. I know these days the hip folks point to Fletcher Hanks as the end all, be all of "there are no rules so let's get crazy" style of art from back then, and Hanks is great, but plenty of the artists back then found now forgotten ways of exploiting the popularity of the comics medium. Fujitani's particular brand of nutty, crappy, yet endearing comics involved tossing sinewy-yet-somehow-muscled men into dangerous situations involving either gangsters or some kind of supernatural Nazi menace. It's like a crack head's back alley marriage of Alex Raymond and The Shadow (or...geez, what was the '40s equivalent of a crack head? A booze hound?)

Actually, awkward men attempting to appear in proportion with their bodies and their physical surroundings may qualify as an MLJ house style, but Fujitani had a leg up on some of the other teenage New York trade school artists filling the fledgling industry's ranks. This comes thanks mostly to his striking splash pages which found novel ways of presenting the gallows-themed hero from grappling with some kind of Nazi barbarian's hounds of hell...


To swooping in on an evil Nazi scoutmaster saboteur...


To chasing some hot-to-trot con man to his grave around a giant record player...


In fact, the most commonly used Fujitani splash page involved The Hangman silently hanging over some crook and reminding him that a terrible death via strangulation was never far off...


And you know, this grim harbinger stuff reminds me of the second reason I love these golden oldies so much. Namely...


THE HANGMAN DOES NOT FUCK AROUND!

Gah! Look at the blood, you guys! While the Archie Comics of today pride themselves on being sanitized tom-foolery good at convincing seven-year-olds that teenagers don't drink or have sex, the MLJ company bowed to the almighty dollar by reveling in the death and destruction Depression-era kids couldn't get at the Saturday matinee. The Hangman (if you couldn't have judged by his name) led the charge in terms of sadistically punishing criminals and pressing them into their final moments. Now, most of these times didn't come with the outright gore of the above beheading, but The Hangman's proclivity for sneaking up on crooks and announcing their death was imminent made from some great melo-dramatic cheese...


And even when our hero wasn't swinging in to choke out the criminal element all on his own, he had a way of giving his enemies that final nudge towards the beyond...


"Ha Ha! Thanks for killing yourself, pal! Since you've done my work for me, I guess it's abour Beer O'Clock for this hard workin hero!"


"Wait! Don't jump! Naaaaaaaaaah, I'm just fuckin with ya. Go ahead and jump. You won't be missed."


OK...unless I'm reading this one wrong, rather than murder this Nazi officer, The Hangman just really punked him out in front of his superior officers. So maybe the Hangman does fuck around a little. BUT! In case any of you are still on the fence as to the stupefying brilliance of these bad comics, I present to you the absolute greatest motif in Bob Fujitani's Hangman oeuvre...


THE HANGMAN'S ADVENTURES CONTAIN A RIDICULOUS AMOUNT OF CRANIAL-SPLITTING AX VIOLENCE!

No fooling here. If there's one thing Fujitani loved to draw more than elongated adventure types hanging in graveyard settings was dudes taking the worse end of a hatchet into the skull. Let's look at some examples, shall we?










And I've only got like four of these comics! The Hangman appeared in Pep like 30 times! There's a probably a whole treasure trove of Nazis and bookies getting brained by the sharpened end of the lumberjack's friend that we haven't been exposed to for years!

With any luck, JMS and company's take on the character will contain at least a modicum of this gonzo violence (I'm picking up this issue this afternoon...fingers crossed), but even if it doesn't, I hope they can avoid the same pitfalls that led to the demise of MLJ as a superhero publisher: