Once August hits every year, I ramp up my viewing of scary movies in preparation for the Halloween season. The name for this event changes annually: sometimes I call it “Shocktober,” sometimes “Scream-A-Thon,” sometimes simply “Extended Spooky Season.” This time I’ve elected to call it “Toddoween,” in celebration of the late, great horror actor Tony Todd, who passed away earlier this year. I’m making a special point to watch as many of his movies as I can in the 2025 season, and as such, throughout August I’ve been sneaking in the various Final Destination movies whenever possible. The only one I’ve got left is the newest film, Final Destination: Bloodlines, which came out earlier this year and which turned out to be Todd’s last film.
And he went out swinging.
If you’re not familiar, Final Destination is kind of a unique horror franchise. Rather than having a psychotic killer chasing after the victims with a machete or something, the series has a very different formula. Each movie begins with the protagonist (a different one each time) having some sort of a psychic flash about an impending disaster, which they react to in such a way that saves them and a group of other people from whatever cataclysm is fated to occur. In the first one it’s a plane crash, the second is a huge traffic pileup caused by logs falling off a truck, in the third it’s a roller coaster disaster, and so forth. Rather than having escaped their fates safe and sound, though, the survivors inevitably start to get picked off one by one by bizarre and increasingly improbable “accidents.” The idea behind the series is that Death itself isn’t happy that they escaped its plan, and it’s coming to take what belongs to it.
The series, interestingly enough, started off as a pitch for an episode of The X-Files that didn’t get used, so writer Jeffrey Reddick spun it out into its own thing, and it’s fairly popular among horror movie fans despite the fact that it lacks a single unifying figure like Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, or Freddy Krueger. In fact, the closest thing the franchise has to an “icon” is Tony Todd’s character of Bludworth the mortician, and even he has only appeared in four of the six films, usually in just a single scene. This makes Final Destination an extremely rare horror example of one of my favorite subcategories of film: stories without a traditional antagonist.
And, consequently, without a series of action figures.
Quick English Teacher moment: at some point you may have been taught – probably by a well-meaning middle school teacher who was trying to keep things simple – that a “protagonist” is the “good guy” in a story, whereas the “antagonist” is the “bad guy.” This is not true. I mean, USUALLY if the story has a traditional “good guy” and “bad guy,” the protagonist and antagonist fill those respective roles, but that’s not what those words MEAN. The protagonist is the character or group of characters whose actions drive the story, or simply the “main character.” They CAN be good, but they don’t have to be. Look at Breaking Bad, for example, an amazing show where Bryan Cranston shows us Walter White’s slow descent into becoming a villain protagonist.
Antagonists, on the other hand, are the people or forces who work in opposition to the protagonist. Again, this doesn’t necessarily make them BAD. My Cousin Vinnie is a good example. The closest thing the movie has to an antagonist is the prosecuting attorney (played by Lane Smith) that Joe Pesci’s Vinnie is trying to defeat in court, but he’s a warm, friendly person who genuinely likes Vinnie and has no ill will or animosity towards him; he’s simply doing his job and attempting to prosecute two men he sincerely believes to be murderers. And when he’s confronted with evidence that proves the defendants are innocent, he IMMEDIATELY drops the charges. Not a bad guy at all.
Villain Protagonist, Hero Antagonist. It’s like how Lincoln had a secretary named Kennedy and Kennedy had a secretary named Lincoln.
We’re so used to the protagonist/antagonist dichotomy in fiction that when we get a story that legitimately has no antagonist, it’s often a breath of fresh air. One of my favorites in this category is Andy Weir’s novel The Martian, and the Matt Damon movie based on that book. Mark Watney, astronaut, is stranded alone on Mars after a storm makes the rest of his crew mistakenly believe him to be dead. Once Mission Control back on Earth discovers that he’s alive, they do everything in their power to bring him home. By the end of the story, the entire planet is watching and rooting for him. Even traditional rivals like the Chinese space agency are cooperating in the hopes of saving one man. If there’s any antagonist in this book it’s science itself, because that’s what causes every danger to Watney’s life. It’s an incredibly uplifting, optimistic story, so hopeful and positive that even Sean Bean fails to die. I’m really looking forward to Project Hail Mary, also based on a Weir novel, and also utterly lacking in a traditional antagonist.
It’s a little more common to see stories like this in fiction aimed at younger audiences. The Winnie the Pooh stories, for instance, are utterly bereft of danger. In both the original books and the Disney cartoons everybody is friends with everybody else, and the conflicts usually arrive from misunderstanding or happenstance, at least until the character went into public domain and the sort of chuckleheads who think it’s funny to turn beloved icons of childhood into serial killers did their thing. Mary Poppins is another good example. Mary Poppins swirls into the lives of the Banks family ostensibly to act as their nanny, and although their father initially disapproves of her methods, that doesn’t really make him an antagonist. In fact, by the end of the film it has become clear that Mary Poppins didn’t really show up for the kids at all, but rather to help teach George Banks to express the love and devotion he’s always had for his children, which has been previously locked behind a facade of British propriety.
Actually, in early drafts there WAS an antagonist, but it was so hard to imagine anyone not falling in love with Julie Andrews that they had Bert stop murdering suffragettes and made him a chimney sweep instead.
Non-antagonist stories are frequently highly positive and optimistic. Those that aren’t usually fall into the category of “Man Vs. Nature,” stories where the heroes struggle against something that has no consciousness and therefore isn’t INTENTIONALLY working against them: The Perfect Storm, 127 Hours, or the Twister movies fall into this category. But Final Destination is kind of unique in this way. The question I’m asking right now is this: IS there an antagonist in Final Destination?
First of all, I have to remind myself that I haven’t seen Bloodlines yet, so I suppose it’s entirely possible that the new film has already answered my question, rendering this entire train of thought moot. If so, don’t tell me. I’m going to try to squeeze the movie in during the Labor Day weekend. But the obvious answer is no. Death is not, strictly speaking, a “character.” Nobody shows up in a hood and cowl waving a scythe through the air, nor is there some peaceful angel who arrives to usher people off to their reward or punishment as the case may be. In some of the films (but not all of them) we may see one of the survivors who breaks under the realization that Death is coming for them and turns on the others, but that’s an aberration. At most, those characters are minor antagonists, supporting the main force.
But that main force, Death itself…does it count? Is it active, is it aware? The films seem to imply that it is. Hell, even the fact that I’ve insisted on capitalizing “Death” in this column implies that it is. Not only is Death an intelligent force in this universe, but it’s a nasty and sadistic one that enjoys playing with its victims. If taken in and of itself, you could clip out any death scene from the franchise and view it simply as a dramatization of an accident. (The fact that those accidents vary wildly in tone – some of them come across as tragedy, others as comedy, some as almost insultingly absurd – is irrelevant.) But pieced together, it really does feel as though Death, despite lacking a face, is in fact a character. It’s actually kind of impressive. Not all of the Final Destination movies are great (a couple of them are downright lousy), but even the bad ones help contribute to the storytelling magic trick of making a malevolent force that has no tangible representation in the entire franchise feel very real, and even imbue it with a personality. That’s actually kind of cool.
I mean, it’s not the kind of personality you’d bring home to meet your parents, but it DOES count as personality.
So I’m going to keep that in mind when I sit down to watch Bloodlines, and I’ll be curious to see if the most recent movie in the franchise continues this particular magic trick or if they give into temptation and make Death more of a “thing.”
In either case, I’m curious as to your thoughts on the subject. If you’ve seen these movies, do you think Death counts as an antagonist?
And I’m open to suggestions for other films to fill Toddoween. I’ve already got the Candyman and Hatchet franchises queued up, as well as the Night of the Living Dead remake, but I’ve got two more months to fill. Help me have fun with the best of one of the greats of modern horror, and join me in raising a glass to the magnificent Tony Todd.
Blake M. Petit is a writer, teacher, and dad from Ama, Louisiana. His most recent writing project is the superhero adventure series Other People’s Heroes: Little Stars, volume one of which is now available on Amazon. You can subscribe to his newsletter by clicking right here. He’s also started putting his LitReel videos on TikTok. He’s also gonna try to squeeze in Tony Todd’s episode of Holliston, if he can remember how a Blu-Ray player works.
I spent last week dipping my toes into the DC Vs. Marvel crossover, as well as the first wave of Amalgam Comics titles. But I’m not done yet: I’ve still got over half the huge Amalgam Age Omnibus to get through, including two sequel miniseries and the second wave of Amalgam Comics. Not only that, but after a few weeks where the beginning of the school year has kept me busy, I finally get a chance to sit down and catch up on more recent Superman comics. Oh yeah – and Peacemaker season two drops this week, and while I don’t expect to see Superman to show up, James Gunn has promised that the story of this season follow on from the film, so there’s a pretty good chance I’ll have some thoughts to share about that. Let’s begin, shall we?
I had the same look on my face as Access when I read Civil War II.
Notes: I’m going to say something that may be controversial here. I actually like the follow-up miniseries, like DC/Marvel: All-Access, better than the DC Vs. Marvel event itself. DC Vs. Marvel was a fun experiment, but the plot was really just a flimsy excuse to show off fights between the characters and frame the Amalgam specials. All-Access, on the other hand, has an actual STORY to it, and I appreciate that. Written by Ron Marz with art by Butch Guice, whom you may remember passed away earlier this year, All-Access starts out with Axel Asher, the man who straddles the line between the Marvel and DC Universes as Access. A psychic flash warns him that Venom has somehow hopped universes, and if anyone from either universe stays in the other one for too long it could cause the worlds to fuse into the Amalgam Universe again, so the cosmic hall monitor has to get to work. He comes across Venom in Metropolis, where he’s throwing down with Superman, and so Access decides to get some backup by calling in someone who knows what Venom’s deal is: Peter Parker, the Amazing Spider-Man.
This is all in the first issue of the miniseries, by the way, which almost works very well as a standalone Superman/Spider-Man team-up. There’s no gratuitous hero-on-hero fighting here, just two good men teaming up to take down one bad one, and Marz plays them both perfectly. Re-reading this issue is where I started to realize that this is kind of what I had hoped DC Vs. Marvel would have been all along.
Superman doesn’t show up again until the last page of issue #3, but in the meantime, Jubilee convinces Access to take her back to the DC Universe because when she and Robin were supposed to be fighting each other, they kind of fell in love. (To this day, it’s probably the best relationship Tim Drake has ever had.) Their reunion is interrupted by an encounter with Two-Face, then again when the Scorpion appears, once again mysteriously having been pulled from the other universe. Access recruits Batman to help him solve the mystery of the “crossovers,” and Batman suggests that they track down the man who, in the combined universe, was supposed to be its defender: Dr. Stephen Strange. Batman approaches Strange, suspecting that he’s causing the crossovers somehow, and Jubilee calls in the X-Men to hold him off. Issue three ends with Access once again calling in the cavalry, bringing in the rest of the Justice League.
Issue four is X-Men vs. JLA, at least at first. Things change when Access discovers that Dr. Strangefate has been hiding in Strange’s subconscious ever since the merger and used him to cause the crossovers in an attempt to restore the Amalgam Universe. He fuses Wonder Woman and Storm once again into their Amalgam counterpart, Amazon, but when he realizes he doesn’t have the right parts to put together anyone else, he starts creating NEW Amalgams: Superman and Bishop! Iceman and Aquaman! Jean Grey and the Martian Manhunter! Things get wild!
The story ends with a nice little promise, the Amalgam Universe restored as a sort of pocket universe where Strangefate is locked away, and the Marvel and DC Universes get to remain separate. But this miniseries was so much fun, seeing the characters actually interact in ways that didn’t go straight to the fisticuffs. The Robin/Jubilee stuff in particular was fantastic, and I loved seeing Superman and Spider-Man working together again.
It’ll never happen, but I’d love to see a longer Access series, say a 12-issue event in which he’s trying to solve some sort of mystery that encompasses both worlds. And I’d love if, during this year, he appears not only in his own series, but in the ongoing comics of both companies, bringing surprise guest stars with him. But seeing as how the original plan was for DC Vs. Marvel to end with She-Hulk and Martian Manhunter swapping universes for a year until that plan was nixed by the lawyers, it’s doubtful that anything like that could happen. It’s not like the world has gotten LESS litigious since 1996, after all.
Thur., Aug 21
Comic Books: Super-Soldier: Man of War #1
The amalgamated Snyder Brothers fans get SO angry that they gave Super-Soldier his trunks back.
Notes: A year after DC Vs. Marvel, a second wave of 12 Amalgam one-shots were released, six of them continuing adventures of the characters from the first, six of them with all-new Amalgamations. What’s interesting is that even the books that carried over didn’t continue the STORIES from the original. Some of them were unrelated stories, some made brief reference to the previous, and some went REALLY wild, like Dark Claw Adventures giving us an adventure of the Amalgamated Batman/Wolverine combo in a Batman: The Animated Series style. For our first visit with the Super family, Super-Soldier: Man of War dipped back in time to give us an adventure of the character from World War II. Mark Waid and Dave Gibbons reunite for this story, which kicks off with Super-Soldier at a meeting of the All-Star Winners Squadron. But he’s only there long enough for us to notice some new Amalagams (such as the Human Torch/Green Lantern mashup Human Lantern) before it’s off to join Jimmy Olsen for a special undercover Daily Planet assignment overseas.
On the ship to Europe, Clark and Jimmy make the acquaintance of Sgt. Rock and the Howling Commandos, and Clark is later chagrined to find that Winston Churchill has fallen for the do-gooder act of his arch-nemesis, Lex Luthor, husband of Lois Lane. In a way, Luthor’s involvement actually makes this a prequel to the previous story, as the issue ends with him unveiling the plans for the Ultra-Metallo that Super-Soldier fought the first time we read one of his adventures. Kinda makes you wonder why it took Luthor 50 years to get it together.
As before, Waid and Gibbons do a great job lacing together the Superman and Captain America characters, this time bringing in the World War II-era heroes of Easy Company and the Howlers as well. Peggy Carter, for instance, shows up here as a member of the French Resistance (although I couldn’t figure out which member of Easy Company she was supposed to be mashed up with). The appearance of Major Zemo and his War Wheel pushes this over the top – silly and gleeful. These Amalgam books, when done well, are just an enormous amount of fun. Is it too much to hope that the new DC/Marvel crossover books that are about to come out will open the door for the return of this mixed-up universe?
Fri., Aug 22
No, you give YOUR dog an invisible bone!
Last night was the premiere of Peacemaker season 2. I thought that meant I would be able to watch it when I got home from work, but apparently, it dropped at 8 p.m. EST, by which time my sports fanatic son was engrossed in a preseason game between two teams that nobody in our house has any personal connection to. But that was okay, I figured that I would just watch it the next day. I guess that was pretty stupid of me, though, to assume that I could wait a whole 20 hours and not have anything spoiled for me. Before the game was even over, though, posts were appearing on social media that spoiled something that really pissed me off. You see, season one was made BEFORE James Gunn was given the job of revamping the DCU, and was intended as part of the previous iteration of the DC Extended Universe. With the new DCU that began in Creature Commandos and continued into Superman, though, there were questions as to which parts of the season were still canon. Gunn has been exploring that in the official podcast for the show, but there was a moment in the finale that they were going to have to work a little bit to reconcile.
Naturally, looking at Facebook last night, I was spammed with different pages that I don’t even follow sharing a screenshot that ruined a pretty amusing moment. How dare I assume that people wouldn’t make it into a headline? It had been an entire 180 minutes since the show dropped! What are they, made of stone?
Here’s the rule: If you’re posting spoilers about a show on the day it airs, you’re an asshole. That goes for individuals as well as all of those pages that I have since blocked.
By the time you read this it will have been nearly a week since that episode, and I STILL wouldn’t talk about it without giving you a warning. So in the next paragraph I’m going to spoil a few things about the end of Peacemaker season one and the beginning of season two. If you haven’t watched them and want to remain pure, skip ahead to Saturday.
TV Show: Peacemaker Season 2, Episode 1: “The Ties that Grind.”
Season one of Peacemaker ended with the titular hero and his team, the 11th Street Kids, saving the world from an invasion of alien butterflies. It’s more impressive than it sounds. But in the battle, Emelia Harcourt was nearly killed. Towards the end of the episode, Peacemaker is carrying her to safety when, lo and behold, the Justice League appeared – too late to do any good. The League, in this case, included silhouettes of Superman and Wonder Woman, as well as Jason Momoa as Aquaman and Ezra Miller as the Flash. It was a funny scene, but as that Justice League doesn’t exist, that scene clearly was no longer canon.
Gunn promised to explain it away and he did at the very beginning of the episode, in the “Previously on…” montage, where the League was replaced by the Justice GANG from the movie. The silhouettes of Superman, Mr. Terrific, and Supergirl all appeared, as well as a quick and the cameos have been replaced by Isabela Merced’s Hawkgirl and Nathan Fillion’s Guy Gardner. It was a funny bit. But I bet it would have been funnier if not for the asshats on the internet posting it the night before I got to watch it.
Fillion and Merced appear later in the episode as well, alongside Sean Gunn as Maxwell Lord allowing Peacemaker to audition for the Justice Gang. Watching the episode, it’s clear why DC put out the digital version of Superman last week – there are a lot of things in this show that build directly on that movie, although it’s still Peacemaker’s story of course. Rick Flagg shows up, worried about another dimensional rift like the “Luthor Incident” that happened this summer. Besides the connections to Superman, the show also starts trickling in new characters, like a surprising cameo by White Rabbit and references to the likes of the Ultra-Humanite and Captain Triumph. Rick Flagg is even working with Sasha Bordeaux, a supporting character from Greg Rucka’s Batman comics. Gunn seems to be using this season of Peacemaker to lay in chunks of the history of the DCU that Superman only hinted at, and I’m really quite excited by that.
Look, it’s not a HUGE Superman link, and it’s DEFINITELY not a show I’m gonna watch with my seven-year-old like the movie, but this show is starting to look like it’s going to be part of the fundamental fabric of the new DCU, and that would make it worth watching even if it WEREN’T really good.
Comics:Jon Kent: This Internship is My Kryptonite #5
Notes: The beginning of a new school year traditionally keeps me busy, and today was the first time I’ve made it in to pick up my new comics in a few weeks. As such, I’ve got a hefty nine Superman or Superman-related comics sitting in my stack, waiting to read and discuss, including the much-anticipated Superman: The Kryptonite Spectrum #1. This Black Label series is by W. Maxwell Prince and Martin Morazzo, the creative team behind Image Comics’ incredible existential horror series Ice Cream Man. That’s the only thing of theirs that I’ve read before, however, and while I’m a big fan, I’ve been curious ever since this was announced as to just how their sensibilities would translate over to the Man of Steel.
As it turns out, they translate wonderfully.
In this story, Superman discovers four new strains of Kryptonite beyond the usual colors we’re aware of, and recruits Batman to help him experiment with them and find out what they do. The first, a Purple K, distorts Superman’s perception of time – something that is especially concerning as Lex Luthor chooses just that minute to unleash Solomon Grundy in Metropolis.
It would be fair for someone to question whether a creative team best known for a cosmic mind-tripping horror comic would be an appropriate choice for a Superman story, but Prince and Morazzo acquit themselves right away. The Kryptonite Spectrum isn’t a horror story by any stretch, but when Superman’s concept of linear time is skewed, we get a story that drifts into the kind of psychological twists that make Ice Cream Man so compelling while skipping the actual terror. Prince uses this conceit to play with the reader’s concept of time as well, and the script even twists Superman’s interactions with his friends, with a few scenes with Lois Lane dipping into the very real anxieties that Ice Cream Man so frequently mines for pure horror. Here, though, rather than terror, Prince uses them for character drama, displaying things about the relationships between the characters that feel very true, very human. This may not have the “Elseworlds” label, but the story clearly isn’t set in the mainstream DC Universe, with Superman and Lois’s relationship framed in a way that doesn’t fit that world, but feels quite appropriate for the story that Prince and Morazzo are telling. This is a great first issue of a very different kind of Superman story, and I enjoyed it heartily.
Remember this the next time one of you wants to give me grief for putting up my Halloween decorations in September.
Dan Slott and Rafael Albuquerque are back with Superman Unlimited #4. With the Daily Planet expanding to a global operation, Jimmy Olsen has been tasked with helping set up their Gotham City office. While he’s in town, he and his ape city sidekick Tee-Nah run across Man-Bat and wind up summoning Superman for help. What they don’t know, though, is that this is a new Man-Bat, one who can transmit its curse via a bite…and a chance encounter with all the Kryptonite on Earth these days has left Superman just vulnerable enough to get nipped. Soon it’s Robin and the Birds of Prey vs. Superman-Bat!
This book is really turning out to be just what I wanted. There’s an ongoing storyline – that of the Kryptonite meteor that fell to Earth and the consequences of that – however, each issue feels like it’s telling a complete and self-contained story. The A-plot, the “Superman-Bat” thing, is done in one and it’s over. The background story of the Kryptonite and the expanded operations of the Planet continue. Although it’s a single monthly comic, in a lot of ways it feels like the structure of the glorious “Triangle Era” of the Superman comics, and I love it for that. Slott also works in some nice tidbits regarding Superman’s interaction with the Batman family, which – coming right on the heels of having read The Kryptonite Spectrum #1 – makes it feel as if DC is using the month of August to make sure everyone remembers that Superman and Batman are best buds. Which, of course, I approve of wholeheartedly.
This is what happens when you don’t use fluoride.
Supergirl #4 continues Sophie Campbell’s new(ish) take on the Woman of Tomorrow. Having defeated her doppelganger Lesla-Lar last issue, this issue Supergirl takes her back to Kandor where she does something her cousin would most certainly approve of wholeheartedly: she goes to bat for her. Supergirl argues that Lesla has the drive to become a real hero, if only given the proper guidance, and volunteers to take that task upon herself. That’s the very beginning of the issue – afterwards we see Lesla make earnest attempts to prove her worth, leading up to a strange but entertaining encounter at a Goth club where she makes a mistake in judgment that winds up having the Supergirl squad face the forces of Decay.
I just adore Campbell’s take on Supergirl. This issue in particular feels so true to the character – she comes off as someone who has demons in her past but, having largely conquered them, is sworn to help other people do the same. And following Lesla in this issue just magnifies that fact, demonstrating the effect that just being in proximity of someone like Supergirl can have on a soul that’s not truly evil, but merely lost. It’s such a good look for her and for the entire Superman family, and Campbell is nailing it in a delightful way. I also appreciate how Campbell is mining Supergirl’s past – the “new” villain, Decay, is a new version of an obscure character from Supergirl’s ‘80s series who, to the best of my knowledge, hasn’t reappeared since then. She knows this character’s history and she’s using it to her best advantage, which makes for a really rewarding read.
Sun., Aug. 24
Comics: Krypto: The Last Dog of Krypton #3, Action Comics #1089, Justice League Red #1
Notes: After a busy Sunday of groceries, shoe shopping, making my weekly LitReel and, of course, a required stop at Spirit Halloween, it’s nearly 7 pm before I have a chance to sit down and read anything. Fortunately, I’ve still got six more new Superman-related books to dig into. Let’s see how many I get to this evening.
Beware the fetch.
Krypto: The Last Dog of Krypton #3 is first. Wandering alone after abandoning Lex Luthor, Krypto is stumbling through the woods when he comes across a little girl who’s as lost as he is. Roaming through the freezing woods, Krypto takes it upon himself to take care of the child, and in the process, proves just what a good boy he really is.
The first two issues of this miniseries blew me away. This one… DAMN it, Ryan North. Three issues in a row – THREE ISSUES IN A ROW – and you’ve got me in tears reading about KRYPTO THE SUPERDOG.
Honestly, if you’re not reading this comic book I don’t know what even is wrong with you.
When a teenager loses one of his contact lenses.
Action Comics #1089 may not have me sobbing over the adventures of a dog, but that doesn’t mean it’s not good. Last issue, young Clark Kent was surprised when his history teacher showed up on his doorstep and revealed that he knew Clark was Superboy. This issue, Mr. Blake has a reveal of his own and, frankly, I’m kind of irritated with myself for not picking up on who he was in the first place. Mark Waid is being Mark Waid here, tapping on his seemingly infinite awareness of the DC Universe to bring back a character who hasn’t been seen in a while and recontextualizing him in the world of Superboy’s Smallville. I can’t get much more specific without spoiling anything here, and in case you haven’t read the issue yet, I don’t want to do that But Waid is doing really interesting stuff in this issue.
My one complaint is actually the cover by Ryan Sook. It’s a great piece of art – evocative and certainly sure to get a reader’s attention…only it doesn’t seem to actually fit anything in the story. I hate when comic book covers are dull, generic pin-ups, but it may be even worse when the cover is of a scene that doesn’t even appear in the book.
Wait, some of these costumes need more red.
The last book I squeeze in before I’m alerted by my child that he’s hungry and he has expectations of something called “dinner” is the first issue of the latest DC All-In era Justice League spinoff, Justice League Red. Ever since the Justice League re-formed, Red Tornado has been serving as the computer intelligence running the operations for the team. This issue, Power Girl and Green Lantern Simon Baz get a red alert on their League ID cards that summon them to a satellite Red Tornado built without the knowledge of the rest of the League. His computer mind has been running millions of simulations and has determined that the new League is somehow going to lead to a catastrophe on Earth, and he needs a few trusted members to handle secret tasks the rest of the League cannot learn about in order to stop it.
Writer Saladin Ahmed is taking an interesting path in this book. The story leads us to believe that Red Tornado is unstable, and that all of these predictions and algorithms he’s run are unreliable. Even as Power Girl and Simon carry out their first mission, they’re skeptical as to whether they’re doing the right thing and whether they can trust their robot teammate. But to play that hand so early, to make it seem from the very beginning that Red Tornado may be going off the rails…it feels kind of like a feint to me. I’m willing to bet that we’re going to find out along the way that things are even worse than believing Red Tornado is wrong: we’re going to find out that somehow, he’s RIGHT. Interesting set-up, and I look forward to seeing where this goes.
Mon. Aug. 25
Comics: Absolute Superman #10, Batman/Superman: World’s Finest #42, Justice League Vs. Godzilla Vs. Kong 2 #3
Confirmed: I still can’t see John Cena.
Notes: Time to wrap up my catch-up weekend (plus one day) with the final three Superman-related comics from my visit to the comic shop. I’m kicking it off with Absolute Superman #10. The battle continues between the Omega Men and Ra’s Al Ghul’s Peacemakers, with Peacemaker Smith on the front line in the hunt for Kal-El. With a Kryptonite bullet in Smith’s gun, Kal-El is faced with a decision, and a reflection onto a hard choice his father once made brings about a surprising result.
The conceit of the Absolute comics is that this is an entire universe tainted by Darkseid, where hope is the eternal underdog and the sort of values that characterize the traditional DC heroes are absent. This issue, Kal-El is faced with the kind of choice that Superman inevitably comes down to at some point in his career, and it’s a testament to Jason Aaron’s writing that, right up until the choice is made, I’m not entirely certain which way I think he’s going to go.
I like the way the Absolute world plays with characters as well. Concepts like the Omega Men, Peacemaker, and especially Ra’s Al Ghul are not traditional elements of the Superman corner of the DC Universe, but they work in the story we’re getting here. Overall, it’s a good chapter in this saga.
This am bad serious book.
In World’s Finest #42, Superman and the Dynamic Duo have been summoned to Bizarro World to help with a plague. The Bizarros (including Bizarro Superman #1 and Batzarro) who are infected find their minds realigned to a more Earth-like way of thinking. Such a danger can’t be allowed to spread, so they’ve turned to our heroes to save them…but together, they find that the danger may be greater than even the plague seemed to be.
Mark Waid is doing some really interesting things with the Bizarros here. He plays with the notion of how science and physics don’t really allow for something like a square planet and what the consequences of such a world would be. At the same time, he tackles the Bizarro philosophy of things being “backwards” as well, in a way that makes me feel slightly abashed for my criticism of the Bizarro story in the recent Kal-El-Fornia Love summer special. There’s also a great moment for Batman here – Robin (understandably) questions why it would be such a bad thing if the Bizarros all had their minds reversed to what we think of as “normal.” Batman’s response is a little unexpected, at least until he gives his reasoning, displaying a depth of compassion that Batman isn’t often given credit for. It’s a good look on Bruce.
So they’re sitting around watching Japanese movies, so what?
I finally get to the end of the new Superman titles (less than 48 hours before this week’s comics go on sale) with Justice League Vs. Godzilla Vs. Kong 2 #3. At the center of the Earth, Superman and Lex Luthor are forced into an uneasy alliance as they come across a herd of giant gorillas. (A herd? A pride? What are a group of gorillas called? I should probably look that up.) On the surface, meanwhile, Supergirl and Wonder Woman get to work liberating a Monarch base being held captive by Task Force X, and Harley Quinn gets involved in a rather…unique therapy session.
Obviously, I love crossovers, and seeing the League facing off against the Kaiju of the Legendary Monsterverse is a lot of fun. I particularly like bringing in the Suicide Squad as an alternative antagonist in this story. But it’s the sort of thing that’s a little hard to hold in your head from month to month. Waiting for the trade isn’t a practice I care for, but this is probably a situation where the story will read better in collected form than issue-to-issue. Once it’s over, I’ll have to re-read the whole thing in a lump.
Notes: We’re going to end our journey through the Amalgam Universe and the DC/Marvel Omnibus today with Spider-Boy Team-Up #1, and the subsequent Unlimited Access miniseries. The final one-shot, written by Roger Stern and Karl Kesel (cleverly Amalgamated into R.K. Sternsel) with art by Jose Ladronn, features the return of the Arach-kid with a special guest appearance by his pals in the Legion of Galactic Guardians 2099, and that in and of itself should tell you that at this point they were going WILD with the Amalgamations. At Cadmus, as preparations are made for the Kid’s upcoming nuptials to Mary Jane Watson, aka the Insect Queen, the Kid is plucked from the timestream and brought to the far-flung future, where the Legion is about to elect a new leader. Will it be Vance Cosmic? Martinex 5? Cannonfire? Multiple Mai–you know what, there’s too many, I’m not going to list them all. But it’s pretty interesting to note that there are so many Legionnaires that there aren’t enough Guardians to Amalgamate them all (or at least, there weren’t at the time) so they wind up mashing together with virtually any Marvel character that fits: Dream Girl and Destiny made up Dream Date, Matter-Eater Lad and the Trapster made Paste-Eater Pete, and my personal favorite, Bouncing Boy and Speedball mashed into Bouncing Ball. Unfortunately, Spider-Boy’s time displacement is causing stress on the time stream, and he winds up falling into different time periods, meeting different incarnations of the Legion.
The book turns out to be a real celebration and gentle parody of the Legion, poking some lighthearted fun at the various reboots the team has undergone over the years, a topic with which I have some passing familiarity. Even Ladronn’s artwork works really well, emulating the different styles of Keith Giffen’s Five Years Later era just as neatly as he does the Chris Sprouse-inspired Reboot Legion. The ending is a really nice touch, tying together the “2099” part of the melding with the only Legionnaire that it could possibly have been. Even divorced from the rest of the Amalgam comics, Spider-Boy was a glorious, joyful, wild experiment. Man, I hope the upcoming facsimile edition is just a precursor of things to come.
Something about Thor-El is kinda…compelling…
The last gasp – both for the Amalgams and for the Access concept of Marvel/DC Crossovers, came in the 1998 miniseries Unlimited Access by Karl Kesel and Pat Olliffe. The story starts with Access, the “Cosmic Hall Monitor,” popping back to his home in Marvel’s New York after sorting out a recent encounter between Spider-Man and Batman. Kesel implies here that this particular crossover had Access looking on from the background trying to keep things straight. As a concept, it actually would work to explain EVERY Marvel/DC crossover – Access, or someone like him, keeping an eye on temporary fusions between the worlds, which the respective heroes forget after the fact. If they decided to run with it that way.
Access has to untangle the appearance of Mantis – one of Darkseid’s lesser goons – in battle with Spider-Man, a fight that gets escalated when Juggernaut and Wonder Woman wind up in the mix. Things get even crazier when he takes Diana home only to find himself tangled in a fight between a still-savage Hulk and Green Lantern Hal Jordan…who is DEAD.
Superman doesn’t actually show up in the first few issues of this miniseries, so I’ll cut to the chase: as it turns out, Access doesn’t just bounce back and forth between universes, but discovers he can bounce back and forth in TIME as well, allowing him to meet the different versions of the Marvel and DC heroes from any point in the timestream (including the “Days of Future Past” X-Men from the distant year 2012). He’s also got the ability to create Amalgams, merging characters from the two worlds into one, which comes in handy when it turns out he’s being tracked by Darkseid, who wants his ability to traverse the worlds. By issue three, Amazing Grace has hypnotized the original Avengers and Justice League into battling each other, and Access decides to reach out for the only hero who stands a chance of fixing this mess: big blue himself, Superman. And I mean Superman during his electric blue era. It takes literally seconds for Superman to jolt everyone back to their senses, then he and Captain America mobilize the two teams to fight off Darkseid’s invasion of the Marvel Earth. But the crazy just keeps coming with the Brotherhood of Evil Mutants, the original X-Men, and a group of teen heroes who – just months later – would wind up getting their own title as Young Justice.
By issue four, Darkseid and Magneto are teaming up to take over the world (this is early Magneto, when he was still into that kind of thing) and the heroes decide to combine their powers – literally – into a single strikeforce of Amalgams. Black Canary and Jean Grey: Jean Black! Giant-Man and Green Lantern: Green Goliath! Captain America and Captain Marvel Jr.: Captain America Jr.! I know, I didn’t write it. And of course, Superman and Thor are fused together as Thor-El.
The fun part here is seeing these new Amalgams throw out casual references to help the reader to understand what they’re like in their own minds: Captain America Jr. possessing the “wisdom of Lincoln,” for example, or Thor-El referencing the Valhalla Zone. The series, and the history of Access, end with him accepting the truth about himself, beating Darkseid, and swearing to prevent a future he doesn’t want to experience.
Reading this story again now, there’s so much potential left in this concept, and thanks to the nature of Access’s powers, there’s no reason that Marvel and DC couldn’t pick up on it again at any time. With new crossovers (finally) on the horizon between the two of them, the chance is right there. I don’t know if they’ll take it – I certainly hope so.
But for now, at least, our journey with Superman and the heroes of other worlds has come to an end. And I think it’s time to rededicate myself to stories focused around Clark Kent himself. That in mind, next week, I’m going to embark upon my re-read of the longest Superman saga I’ll have yet tackled for the Year of Superman blog. See you then!
It’s a dark time for America’s Favorite Teenager. After 50 years of continuous publication, Archie Comics has ended its traditional digest comics program. Once a mainstay of supermarket and drugstore magazine racks, these little pocket-sized volumes were long considered the best value in comics, giving you hundreds of pages of Archie stories – usually a mixture of new stories and reprints – for a bargain price. Even when the price rose to $9.99 a few years ago, ten bucks for nearly 200 pages is a great deal compared to most other comics, which tend to run $3.99 or $4.99 for a page count that usually ends in the twenties. What’s worse is what the Archie digests have been replaced with: a new series of “seasonal” digests, beginning with a Halloween special, that are slightly taller than the previous digests and have half the pages, but maintain the $9.99 price point.
Surprisingly, this week’s column is not actually about Halloween.
Going from 196 pages down to 96 for the same price? It’s still more story than most comics, I grant you that, but it’s also a bit of a slap in the face to the readers.
I grew up reading Archie Comics. I loved the exploits of Archie and Jughead, I reviled the loathsome Reggie Mantle, I could not fathom why Archie wasted so much time on Veronica when Betty was clearly the better choice. And I was joining a long string of readers that went back to the 1940s, filling in all the eras in-between. My mom was never interested when I was reading X-Men or ShadowHawk, but she was an Archie reader from way back, and we even talked about them together sometimes. My sister only ever read two categories of comic books: Archie and Star Trek. This was a company with generations of fans and without the stigma of being “just for boys” that the superhero world often faced..
But that’s the problem, isn’t it? “Was.” There aren’t enough fans anymore. There was a time not too long ago when Archie Comics were the best-selling comics in America. The official sales numbers rarely reflected this, of course, as the comic book best-seller charts were based solely on the sales of Diamond Distribution to comic book stores and didn’t factor in sales in other markets, which is where Archie did the bulk of their business. But those newsstand sales have fallen precipitously, and the bankruptcy of Diamond itself has caused an upheaval in the comic book world that has many publishers flailing in an effort to figure out what to do next.
Archie has bigger problems than even that, though. With the exception of the digests, Archie hasn’t published monthly comics in several years, and their output of new stories has been reduced to a trickle. Most Archie comics these days come in one of three categories:
One-shot comics built around a theme (like sports or video games) or holidays (like Halloween and Christmas). These comics usually have one new story and several reprints. The biggest problem here is that the new stories are frequently a mere FIVE pages, hardly worth the asking price. What’s more, Archie has fallen into the speculator trap in two ways. First, they load these books up with an obscene number of variant covers. I’m not a huge fan of variants in general, but I particularly dislike them in comics that should theoretically be aimed at kids, because a kid might not realize they’re buying the same comic over and over again. The other issue is that Archie often touts these one-shots as being the “first appearance” of a new character – a relative of one of the existing characters, a new kid in school, two weird little apparitions that function as Halloween sprites, and so forth. The conventional wisdom here is that speculators will snap up “first appearances” in the hopes that the new character will take off, making their first appearance valuable on the secondary market. But with no new comics being published in which these new characters are allowed to grow and star in stories and build a fan base, who the hell is ever going to care where their first appearance was?
The second kind of book Archie is publishing is the (very) occasional “special” issue, such as the recent Archie Meets Jay and Silent Bob one-shot or last year’s Archie: The Decision. The former has the wholesome Riverdale gang meet the foul-mouthed denizens of Kevin Smith’s View Askew films, and in fact, the book was written by Smith himself. The clash of worlds is an amusing idea, but it’s something that primarily only appeals to existing fans of Kevin Smith, which is to say, people around my age. This isn’t a book you can – or should – give to your kids to get them into Archie. The Decision, meanwhile, was a special written by comic book superstar Tom King (he wrote the graphic novel that they’re making into a Supergirl movie right now, as a point of interest), and was advertised as being the story in which Archie FINALLY, after all these decades, would decide which girl he wanted to be with: Betty or Veronica. Spoiler alert: he didn’t decide.
The last category of Archie comics is the facsimile editions, something that lots of other publishers have been doing. These reprint classic comics, complete with the original cover, letter columns, ads, and everything else. It’s a cute idea, and I really have no issue with Archie indulging in this, except for the problem I have with EVERYBODY’s facsimile editions: variant covers. What’s the point of a facsimile with a different cover than the original? It’s no longer a facsimile, is it? (That’s a facetious question, of course. All variants are done for the same reason: to get people to buy multiple copies, a short-term boost, rather than the healthier strategy trying to get more PEOPLE to buy at least ONE copy.)
There are the occasional others – maybe one or two miniseries a year that come, go, and are quickly forgotten. But with this meager output, it’s no wonder that Archie’s fanbase has collapsed. There are a lot of people reading this right now who are probably surprised to find out that Archie is still in business AT ALL. As kids’ attentions have shifted from written material like comics to electronic entertainment like video games and YouTube, the original pool of fans that Archie was created for has evaporated. Pre-existing, older fans drift away because it’s just “kid stuff.” And nobody is filling the void.
Not to say Archie hasn’t had chances, but they’ve squandered them. In 2013, for example, they had a hit comic with Afterlife With Archie, a straight-up horror series featuring more “mature” versions of their classic characters in the midst of a zombie apocalypse. The book was huge and it spawned a whole line of Archie Horror, with other titles starring Jughead as a werewolf, Veronica as a vampire, and Sabrina the not-so-kid-friendly Teenage Witch. But the book that launched the line, Afterlife, frittered away, putting out only 10 issues over the next three years and then vanishing when the writer, Roberto Aguirre-Sacasa, moved his career focus from comics to writing for television. The series was left unfinished, and it’s hard to even recommend it to new readers, knowing that the story has no conclusion.
“This is great! Where’s the rest of it?” “Remember when you told me to watch Firefly? Well now we’re even.”
Ironically, Aguirre-Sacasa’s TV career involved another missed opportunity for Archie, developing the TV show Riverdale. This was a much more adult soap opera type of story starring the Archie characters, and although I was never a fan, I could appreciate just how big of a hit it was. I routinely had students in my classroom during the years that the show was on the air who discussed Archie, Betty, and Veronica the same way they did the likes of any other popular series. But if they were even aware of these characters’ comic book heritage, they didn’t care. Once, when I bought one of those aforementioned digests while grocery shopping, the cashier saw an ad for Riverdale on the back cover and started talking about how much he loved the show, going on about which characters he hated and which ones he shipped. But when he flipped the book over and saw the more traditional Archie characters on the front cover, he may as well have been staring into outer space. As popular as the show was, Archie Comics did nothing to capitalize on that while it was on the air, and now the opportunity has passed.
The point of all this is that Archie is in serious trouble. Trouble that I don’t even know if they can get out of, at least not alone. But I do have a few ideas. Could any of them work? I really don’t know, I’m not a businessman or an expert on markets or anything like that. But I’ll tell you this much: they’re at least better than doing NOTHING.
The first thing Archie needs to do is rededicate itself to actually putting out new material. And I don’t mean the occasional one-shot, they need to get into the monthly comic book game again. I would start small, giving the line four comics a month: the stalwarts Archie, Jughead, and Betty and Veronica, with the fourth spot being left open for themed one-shots, holiday specials, crossovers and the like. But these should most definitely NOT be the reprint-fests that we’ve gotten the last few years. Reprints are okay, especially for a property like Archie where the classic stories are somewhat evergreen and can both entertain (potential) new readers and charm the older readers who enjoy seeing them again. But they should NEVER be the primary focus of a four dollar comic book. New material should make up at MINIMUM half of each issue, preferably more.
As far as the stories themselves, I think Archie should split the difference between the old-school comedic quickies and the soap opera. Keep the comics fun and lighthearted, but allow for ongoing storylines and character growth as well. Make the stories a little more sophisticated, and you’ll hold on to readers longer. You can still do one-off gag comics as backups if you really need to scratch that itch.
Second, I think Archie needs a partner. Over the last several years Valiant Comics went through similar problems as Archie is having, with mismanagement and poor decisions killing their brand. Valiant is in something of a rebuilding stage, which they accomplished by partnering with another publisher, Alien Books. Although still two different companies, Valiant publishes through Alien and the Alien logo appears with the Valiant logo on their covers. Valiant handles the production; Alien handles the publishing. So far it seems to be working fairly well. If Archie is struggling on this end, then a similar arrangement with another publisher might be beneficial for them.
See? They had a resurgence and everything.
The Diamond bankruptcy hit everybody as well, making it harder to get comics on the racks, and those companies that had not done so already started to sign contracts with other publishers and distributors to get their books out again. Once again, Alien and Valiant found a lifeline by turning to another publisher, this time IDW, to utilize their distribution system. Now the Alien and Valiant comics appear in the IDW catalogue that comes out in comic shops every month. Partnering with a larger publisher, once more, would help Archie solve this distribution problem.
But what if the problems are deeper than that? Having never been around the Archie offices, I don’t really know what caused the domino chain that led to their current situation, and it’s possible that there needs to be a complete overhaul. So if things are THAT bad, here’s the nuclear option:
Sell Archie Comics to another publisher.
I know, that sounds huge, and it would be a last resort. But if it’s the only way for the characters to survive, I would find that preferable than letting them die.
Way back in the days of the late, lamented Comixtreme website, I once wrote a column pondering – just in a “what if?” fashion – what would happen if Archie was purchased by DC Comics. Now I’m coming at this from the perspective that it may be exactly what Archie NEEDS. Why DC specifically? Well, DC has a long history of buying up characters from other publishers, and while the popularity of them may wax and wane, the characters from the former Fawcett Comics (such as the Shazam! family), Charlton Comics (Peacemaker, the Blue Beetle, the Question), Quality Comics (Plastic Man, Uncle Sam, the Freedom Fighters) and Wildstorm Comics (WildC.A.T.S., the Authority) all still show up on a fairly regular basis. They haven’t been utterly forgotten like SOME universes I could mention after they were purchased by OTHER publishers I could also mention, and here I would like you to imagine the sound of me coughing whilst squeezing in the words “Ultraverse” and “Marvel” into my hacking fit.
Why yes, I am too cheap to pay to remove the imgflip watermark, thanks for noticing.
Archie could also fill in a void in DC’s line. They’ve got a robust program of graphic novels for younger readers, which is awesome, but their regular comic books for kids have somewhat dried up. Last year they quietly cancelled their long-running Looney Tunes and Scooby-Doo comics, leaving only Teen Titans Go as a regular DC comic for kids. Archie could fill in there. Furthermore, DC’s multiverse is pretty healthy these days and could easily find room for all the different flavors of Archie. The “Classic” comics could be on one Earth, the more soap opera-y comics from the last decade or so could be another, the horror comics could fill a few more. Heck, they could even print Archie Horror under the Black Label umbrella.
Then there are the Archie superhero comics to consider, the Red Circle heroes. Archie has had superheroes for as long as anybody else, with characters like the Comet, the Fly, and the Black Hood. Hell, Archie even beat Marvel to the punch with the first patriotic superhero, the Shield. Those characters eventually faded after World War II like most other superheroes, but Archie has made many attempts to bring them back over the years, and some of them have been really good.
What’s more, DC has partnered with Archie TWICE in the past to revive the Red Circle heroes, with the Impact Comics universe in the 1990s, then by briefly incorporating them into the DC Universe itself in the late 00s. We could include those worlds as well: the “original” Red Circlers could have their own Earth, the Impact versions could have another, and new, updated versions could be introduced into the DCU.
You got YOUR Multiverse, we got OURS.
Of course, not being a businessman (you can tell from all the business I fail to do), I haven’t got the foggiest notion how much money it would cost to purchase Archie Comics outright. I do know, however, that DC’s parent company Warner Bros. is in something of a chaotic state itself at the moment, so that’s probably not something that would be particularly high on their agenda. If a purchase is out of the cards, then perhaps a long-term licensing agreement like DC has with Milestone Media could accomplish the same purpose.
And DC isn’t the only game in town (although I think it would probably be BEST for Archie, should it come to that). There are other publishers with whom they could work out similar arrangements. But it’s at a point where Archie fans are grasping at straws, hoping for anything to keep the characters alive. Something has to be done, and quickly, or Riverdale High School may finally close its doors for good.
And seriously, where is Mr. Weatherbee going to find a new job at his age?
ADDENDUM: After I finished writing this column but before I posted it, Archie Comics happened to make a fairly big announcement: the aforementioned Tom King is apparently working on a new Archie feature film with Universal Studios. This is good news, and I sincerely hope that the movie is a hit, but I don’t think it’ll alleviate any of the problems I’ve been talking about. Getting people to follow the characters to the comic books is the goal here, and historically, very few movies have actually done that. Then again, who knows? Maybe Mr. King’s Archie movie will be the exception.
Blake M. Petit is a writer, teacher, and dad from Ama, Louisiana. His most recent writing project is the superhero adventure series Other People’s Heroes: Little Stars, volume one of which is now available on Amazon. You can subscribe to his newsletter by clicking right here. He’s also started putting his LitReel videos on TikTok. He’s still holding out hope for the Jughead Vs. Joey Chestnut one-shot.
It happened when I got home from work on Aug. 13. I turned on my laptop, began to scroll Facebook, and saw the news I’ve been waiting for:
“Superman coming to 4K, Blu-Ray, and DVD on Sept. 23!”
Ah, a little something to take the edge off.
Rumors about a release date have been bouncing around for weeks now, but I have reached a point where I ignore anything that isn’t official from DC Studios. When I saw that the Blu-Ray was, in fact, available for pre-order, I showed it to my wife.
“Are you going to pre-order it?” she said.
“I don’t know. I know what’s gonna happen. I’m gonna pre-order it, then a week from now they’re going to announce some super ultra mega special edition that I’m going to have to get.”
“Well then wait.”
“But I want it.”
And then she gave me that Look (married guys reading this know exactly what Look I’m talking about) as I clicked pre-order and proudly announced that I saved $9.99 on shipping thanks to Amazon Prime.
Notes: For a few years now DC has been on a pretty good streak with their seasonal anthology specials, including ones for Valentine’s Day, Halloween, the December holiday smorgasbord, and then one that’s more generically “Summer.” The best thing about them are the titles. Are You Afraid of Darkseid? Grifter Got Run Overy By a Reindeer. How to Lose a Guy Gardner in 10 Days.
Awesome.
This summer’s special is Kal-El-Fornia Love and, for the first time in memory, it’s a seasonal special that is entirely focused around a single corner of the DCU, in this case, the Superman family having adventures on the West Coast. What else do you expect from the Summer of Superman? It came out a few weeks ago, but I hadn’t gotten around to reading it until now…I have to be honest, it always kinda bugs me that DC puts out their “Summer” specials right around the time that my summer vacation ENDS and I go back to work. If you can drop a Christmas special in November, DC, how about giving us the summer special in June next year?
The special kicks off with “See Spot Fly,” a Superman story by Bryan Q. Miller and Gerardo Sandoval. I know I wrote just a few weeks ago about how good Miller’s Multiversus miniseries was and how I wanted to see more from him, but…this wasn’t it. In the story, something falls from the moon and crashes into the western seaboard, prompting Superman to leap to the rescue…and somehow Lois is Loising in a way that doesn’t really solidify. It’s so weird, Lois is in danger and it’s obvious that Superman has to set out to save her, but the story jumps from the thing falling to Earth to Superman on the rescue so abruptly that I looked back three times to see if I had skipped a page. The story feels woefully incomplete and it doesn’t make a to of sense, and that makes me sad.
“The Gorilla Ex-Wife of Jimmy Olsen” is a sequel to Superman’s Pal Jimmy Olsen #98, a comic I’ve actually never read but which features Jimmy Olsen marrying a gorilla, so I don’t know why the hell I don’t have eleven slabbed copies already. Written by Christof Bogacs with art by Jacoby Salcedo, Jimmy encounters his gorilla ex-wife, Bruna, an actress, whom he has not seen since be broke her heart. But now she’s mated with (and managed by) Gorilla Grodd. Jimmy is at a Hollywood party to get photos of the new actress, but afraid of an awkward conversation, he instead challenges Grodd to a “Gorilla Games” competition, because that sounds like an amazing idea. Bogacs is channeling his inner Matt Fraction here, telling a nicely comedic story in a way that feels like it could be a lost chapter from Fraction’s Jimmy Olsen series from a few years ago. In the end, though, we actually get to see a little maturity and growth from Jimmy, which can be rare.
Joshua Hale Fialkov and Bruno Abdias give us Power Girl in “Before Sunrise,” although you wouldn’t know it at first. The story actually kicks off with Ice enjoying a basketball game by herself when some nutjob tries to shoot up the place. Ice has the situation handled, but finds an unexpected assist when Power Girl shows up. The bad guys are dispatched quickly and the rest of the story is Ice and Power Girl kind of having a girls’ night – not a party night, but a night where they just go out and engage as friends, having conversations about their lives and their place in the world. It’s an odd little story, the sort of thing that I somehow doubt will ever be referenced again, but there’s a sweetness to it that I find pretty endearing. And I love the way Abdias draws both of the heroines.
“Against the Wind” by James Reid and Jon Mikel gives us Bizarro on a journey to become a hero. At least…he TRIES, but things like saving kittens from a bridge collapse instead of the humans using the logic that the kittens (unlike the humans) would never have had swimming lessons makes it a little hard to take him seriously. When he hears that there’s an open casting call for actors who want to play Superman in a movie, though, he sees a chance. I have mixed feelings about this one. It’s funny, it’s genuinely funny, but it also doesn’t seem as though Reid quite gets Bizarro. He’s an imperfect duplicate, he does the OPPOSITE of what he’s supposed to do, but that’s not what happens in this story. Is it FUNNY when he winds up at Mardi Gras instead of Hollywood because “Louisiana” and “Los Angeles” are both abbreviated “L.A.”? Sure. But that’s not OPPOSITE, that’s just him being stupid. The whole story is full of stuff like that, stuff that works for a GOOFY character, but doesn’t make sense even for Bizarro logic.
Lois Lane stars in “Bite of the Apple” by Meghan Fitzmartin and Marcial Toldedano Vargas. Lois is invited onto a podcast hosted by a razor-tongued host who wants to take Lois to task for her coverage of a recent murder case. Turns out there’s more to the podcast that meets the eye. It’s…okay. The story has a good handle on how Lois views the responsibility of a journalist, but it doesn’t really explain why she’d agree to be on a podcast like this in the first place, let alone why Wonder Woman shows up at the last second. (She says Lois’s sister contacted her. How the hell does Lucy Lane have Wonder Woman’s phone number?)
“Across the Room” by Brandon Thomas and Juni Ba stars the Steels, John Henry and Natasha Irons, hitting the beach on a little vacation. At least, they’re trying, but stuff just keeps happening. This is another confusing story, but this time I have to feel like the art is at least partially to blame. The story is kind of about Natasha hitting it off with a girl at the resort they’re staying at (in-between scenes of her behaving like a petulant teenager for no apparent reason), but there’s a focus on a Superman “birthmark” she has on her ankle. It’s drawn in such a way, though, that at first I wasn’t even sure whose ankle I was looking at. When it turns up again, when she’s in armor, there is ZERO explanation for why it’s visible. Where did her armor GO? Why is her foot bare? There’s goo on it – is the monster she’s fighting made of acid? Comic book art has to tell a story, and this one kind of falls short on that front.
Dave Wielgosz and Joey Vazquez give us “Who Do You Belong To?” The story starts with Jon Kent in flight over the forests of northern California trying to investigate something that has been ripping up the trees. The creature turns out to be an escapee from Cadmus, though, and he’s already got another member of the family on his trail: Conner Kent. Turns out the “monster” was once his pet at Cadmus, and he’s there to save him before someone destroys him. It’s a good setup, but the execution is a major split decision. Jon feels awkward around Conner, not knowing exactly who they are to one another, which is somewhat fair. Conner feels awkward around Jon because he feels inferior, like compared to Jon he doesn’t quite deserve the name “Superboy,” and that is utterly preposterous. Conner Kent was around for two decades of real time before Jon showed up. He proved himself time and again. He died saving the entire universe in Infinite Crisis. Jon…hasn’t. There is no world in which I accept Conner feeling inferior to Jon. Awkward? Sure. Confused? I’ll take it. Intimidated since Jon is Superman’s “real” son? Fine. Inferior? Hell no. This story is SO symptomatic of the fact that DC does not know what to do with these two characters anymore, a problem exacerbated by the fact that of Jon’s two identities, neither of them fit anymore. He was Superboy when Conner was MIA. He became Superman when his father was off-world. Now they’re both back and he has no identity. Even the recent Secret Six miniseries has been calling him “Super Son,” which is better than sharing somebody else’s name, but hardly a sustainable identity.
For God’s sake, DC, can we please all recognize the fact that the name “Valor” isn’t in use at the moment? I know it doesn’t start with an “S,” but it’s got history and it would at least START to fix this ridiculous problem you created for yourselves.
Anyhoo, the last story in the book is “Something in the Water” by George Mann and Travis Mercer. Supergirl hits the beach only to wind up fighting some sort of giant Kraken-type sea monster. Turns out it’s an eldritch abomination. Fortunately she has a little help – John Constantine drops by for a visit. The story is pretty straightforward, honestly. No twists, no surprises, it’s so barebones that it almost feels like a lost plot from the Silver Age. That said, the art is great, and the wildly different personalities between Kara and Constantine makes for a fun couple of pages.
I wish I liked this book more than I did, but of the eight stories, only the Jimmy Olsen, Power Girl, and Supergirl stories left me feeling fully satisfied. Three out of eight isn’t a great score.
Thurs., Aug. 14
It’s been sitting here all year, and I think the time has finally come for me to dig into the second of the two DC Vs. Marvel omnibus editions that came out last year, the one collecting the original DC Vs. Marvel miniseries, most of the Amalgam one-shots from the two waves that were released, and the two sequel miniseries DC/Marvel: All Access and Marvel/DC: Unlimited Access. It’s gonna take me a minute to get through this whole monster because, although the Year of Superman is clearly my calling, I do still have a job and a wife and a child. And I’m not going to write about EVERY comic in the omnibus either, just the ones featuring Superman, a member of the Superman family, or one of their Amalgamated versions. If I happen to hit a day where none of the books I read for this feature a Super, I’ll have to squeeze in some other content to keep the streak alive.
It’s a thankless job, but somebody has to do it.
Comic Books: DC Vs. Marvel #1, Marvel Vs. DC #2, Batman: Gotham By Gaslight-A League For Justice #1 (Team Member), Jon Kent: This Internship is My Kryptonite #3
The shot heard ’round the nerd world.
Notes: This epic crossover, written by Ron Marz and Peter David (alternating issues) with art by Dan Jurgens and Claudio Castellini (jamming together on all four) starts simply: Spider-Man swinging through New York City and encountering a man trying to hold together a glowing cardboard box in an alley. He drops in to investigate, only to be struck by a shaft of light that transports him across universes to Gotham City, where he encounters the Joker. The box continues to send out streams of light, striking hero and villain alike and transporting them from one universe to another. As new alliances are forged, Clark Kent is paired up with the Daily Planet’s newest photographer, Peter Parker, and together they hope to solve the mystery. Meanwhile, in a place between worlds, the Spectre and the Living Tribunal are helpless to watch as two gargantuan entities, the Brothers, come into contact with one another. In the second issue, we learn that the Brothers were cosmic entities who came to blows untold eons ago, splitting into two different universes and forgetting their connection to one another. Now the awareness has returned and each brother, the embodiment of a different universe, seeks to prove his worlds’ superiority. They plan a contest, each choosing 11 champions from their respective worlds to do battle, with the world that loses vanishing forever. The first round ends with DC ahead 2-1, with Flash beating Quicksilver, Aquaman beating Namor, and Thor beating Captain Marvel. Meanwhile, a young man named Axel Asher learns the truth of his life – he is a sentient piece of the Brothers, and his powers are awakening.
I was in college when this miniseries came out, and when I say it was a big deal for comic fans, there can be no understating that. These were the fights that we’d been debating our entire lives, and now they were gonna be canon. Not only that, but fans were gonna get to VOTE on five of the eleven matches. And it was done by an all-star creative team, with only Claudio Castellini being kind of an unknown here in the States. It was a dream come true.
Looking back on it all this time later, there are things I like and things I don’t. In his introduction to the book, Ron Marz says that the decision was made to use the contemporary versions of the characters, such as the Ben Reilly Spider-Man, the long-haired Superman, and Thor wearing…whatever the hell he was wearing in the 90s. The argument was that part of the impetus for the miniseries was to pump new excitement into a comic industry that was in trouble, thus using the characters as they were currently appearing in the comics made the most sense. From a business standpoint I get it, and it worked, but you can’t deny that it dates this book badly, locking this in to a specific time period much more than many of the other crossovers I’ve read. Despite that, there are little moments that I just love: when Spider-Man meets the Joker, Joker refers to their previous encounters in the Batman/Spider-Man crossover – a crossover that Spidey doesn’t remember, but that the Fourth Wall-leaning Joker does. Peter David, in the second issue, really mines his well of comic knowledge, and do so with good humor as well: we get a scene of Rick Jones and Snapper Carr arguing over who’ll win the battle between Thor and Captain Marvel, for instance, and Aquaman’s victory comes when he wallops Namor with a killer whale, claiming that Namor’s weakness is that he’s too noble to cheat.
Superman’s part in the first two issues is somewhat minimal. We see him meet up with Juggernaut at the beginning, then it’s more of a Clark Kent/Peter Parker (but still Ben Reilly, don’t ask) team-up as they poke around fruitlessly, trying to figure out what’s happening. I like seeing those two characters together, but as their investigations ultimately go nowhere, it feels a bit like wasted space. Marz and David clearly were doing the best they could to have the characters of each world collide with one another on every page, and some of those pages feel like they could have been handled differently.
There’s a nostalgia inherent in these pages that I love, however, and even just two issues into this enormous book, I’m having fun already.
Notes: The third issue of Marvel Vs. DC is the main event, the issue where the rest of the battles are revealed, including the five matchups that the readers were allowed to vote on. It’s also, in many ways, the least satisfying part of the story, largely BECAUSE of those matches. Sure, there’s fun to be had in having the characters face off against each other. That’s kind of the point of the whole thing. But by leaving the results open to a vote, we were left with several fights that didn’t really work. I’m not the sort of reader who likes to get into the “who would in in a fight?” arguments online because the real answer is always the same: whoever the writer wants to win. But even then, it’s incumbent upon the writer to come up with a satisfying way to reach that conclusion, and that doesn’t always happen here with the fights that are nothing more than popularity contests. Storm defeats Wonder Woman by striking her with a bolt of lightning, something that a character of her power level should be able to shrug off with minimal trouble. Lobo loses to Wolverine by DUCKING BEHIND A BAR and having Wolverine as the only one who pops up, a cop-out so egregious that even writer Ron Marz recognizes it in the introduction to the Omnibus. And Batman manages to beat Captain America only because the latter is struck by a wave of storm runoff flushing through the sewer where their fight is taking place. None of these are satisfying in a narrative sense.
The two audience-decided fights with results I DO agree with, coincidentally, are the two fights involving a member of our Superman family. Superman faces off against the Hulk, and this being one of the eras in which the Hulk had Bruce Banner’s mind, getting him angrier doesn’t automatically ramp up his strength to absurd degrees as happens with some writers, so Superman’s victory is really never in question. Then Superboy faces off against Spider-Man, and although Superboy is far more powerful than Spidey, I give the tip of the hat to Spider-Man’s experience. Even this Spidey, the Ben Reilly Spidey, has had years of practice taking down opponents much more powerful than he is, so taking down a cocky Superboy isn’t a stretch.
This issue ends where the real fun begins, though, with the two Brothers deciding NOT to eliminate the losing universe after all, but instead attempting to re-form into a single being. In so doing, their universes merge as well. The Marvel Universe is gone! The DC Universe is gone! In their place stands only the AMALGAM AGE OF COMICS, a line of one-shots featuring merged version of the heroes of two worlds. The Amalgam comics had a great conceit – not only were they mashups of the Marvel and DC heroes, but they were written in such as way as though they had existed since the Golden Age, that there was a whole universe of history behind them, and that we were just seeing the first issues of a relaunched wave of titles.
“When Super-Soldier throws his mighty shieeeeeeld…”
Super-Soldier #1 is the first such issue in the volume, a comic by Mark Waid and Dave Gibbons featuring a fusion of Superman and Captain America. In 1938, an alien spacecraft crashed on Earth with no survivors, but the government used samples from the alien remains to enhance the ongoing super soldier program, giving incredible power to a new hero who could have won World War II almost singlehandedly had he not been lost in battle with the insidious Ultra-Metallo. It would be 50 years before he was found frozen in ice and thawed out by the Judgment League Avengers, returning to the world as Super-Soldier. Now, an attack on Daily Planet editor Jimmy Olsen sends the Super-Soldier into battle with his arch enemy: Lex Luthor, the Green Skull.
It’s a little hard to assign credit for this one. It’s unclear how much of the world is the result of the creative team of any individual issue and how much can be attributed to the think tank that crafted the Amalgam Universe as a whole. I’ll err on the side of caution, though, and praise Mark Waid and Dave Gibbons for just how well this comic book works. All the little bits and pieces of both Superman and Captain America lore link together seamlessly, without some of the clunky leaps in logic that plague many of the other Amalgam comics. It’s probably because this book had (in my opinion at least) the most talented creative team of the entire lot, but I loved Super-Soldier. I also love the fact that the Omnibus also includes a lot of the supplemental material, such as the fake letter pages from the original comics that drop nice tidbits about the world of Amalgam comics in the midst of inside jokes and Easter Eggs. It makes the read all the more enjoyable.
Sat. Aug 16
Short Film: Krypto Saves the Day: School Bus Scuffle
Look at that good, good, dopey-looking good boy.
Notes: I got an unexpected surprise this morning when I discovered that DC Studios has dropped the first of four Krypto animated shorts on their YouTube channel. School Bus Scuffle is first, with Coastal Catastrophe, Halloween Havoc, and Package Pandemonium all coming (presumably) soon. I love the fact that Krypto has kind of become the breakout character from the Superman movie (now available digitally!) and I’m gleeful to see what else they do with our good boy.
Written and directed by Ryan Kramer, in this short Krypto catches a glimpse of a pigeon and embarks upon an epic chase across the skies of Metropolis – a chase that quickly spirals into potential disaster for a school bus on the way to Metropolis Elementary School. Like in the movie, Kramer’s Krypto is very dog-like – easily distracted, prone to chasing things that look interesting, and with the potential to cause some real chaos with just the wag of his tail. But despite that, he shows that he really is a good boy at heart. There’s a lot of humor in this short, including running bits with the kids in the bus (including one who’s taking a nap) that are particularly amusing. I’m really looking forward to the next three shorts in this series.
Comics: Bruce Wayne: Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. #1, Spider-Boy #1
Notes: Although Bruce Wayne: Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. by Chuck Dixon and Cary Nord doesn’t feature Super-Soldier or any other Superman family Amalgams, I thought it was worthy of mention because it does carry over the Green Skull Lex Luthor from Super-Soldier #1. In this one, Bruce Wayne’s parents were assassinated by Hydra as a child, prompting him to join S.H.I.E.L.D. when he grew up. Now he’s risen through the ranks and turned the spy organization into his personal army with one goal: vengeance against the Green Skull. Flash forward to the present day and he’s using a rig designed by Tony Stark to lead a strike force against Hydra, including special agents Moonwing (Moon Knight/Nightwing) and Huntress (Sharon Carter/Barbara Gordon). This is an interesting one, showing that the “Amalgamations” aren’t always one-to-one. Madame Hydra, for instance, is secretly Selina Luthor. Jason Todd shows up in a Deathlok suit, although the characterization doesn’t really fit either of them, and Bane MAY be mashed up with Crossbones, but he may just be mashed with a generic Hydra mook, too. We get to see Sgt. Rock with Nick Fury, though, and that’s good times.
Alas, ‘Ringo, we hardly knew ye.
Spider-Boy #1, by Karl Kesel and the late, legendary Mike Wieringo, is still one of the favorites of this event, and in fact, it was recently announced that this will be the first Marvel/DC crossover book to get the facsimile treatment that’s so popular these days. Mashing up Spider-Man and Superboy was probably a clever little joke on the fact that, act the time at least, they were both clones, and the result is one of the highlights of the entire DC Vs. Marvel era. The book opens up in Project CADMUS, with the titular Spider-Boy defending the genetic project from the invading Bizarnage. From there we get a glimpse of his origin: part of an experiment to replicate the Super-Soldier project, it wasn’t entirely successful, killing geneticist Peter Parker in the process. The resultant specimen had a portion of Super-Soldier’s strength and the ability to alter his personal gravity, making it appear as though he could cling to walls, thus the spider-theme.
I can only imagine the fun Karl Kesel had putting all the Super and Spider Lego pieces together in new ways here. The kid is raised by his “Uncle Gen,” aka GENeral Thunderbolt Ross, who is killed by a burglar. He creates a secret identity paying tribute to his two late “fathers,” calling himself Pete Ross. And Cadmus’s staff include a murderer’s row of big brains from both universes: Reed Richards, Ray Palmer, Hank Pym, Otto Octavius. We even get to see S.H.I.E.L.D. agent Sue Storm, her brother Johnny, and Senator Ben “Rocky” Grimm. It’s the kind of absurd thing you create when you’re a kid, or wild fanfiction made semi-canon by circumstances.
All of it is wrapped up in the joyfully energetic and playful artwork of Mike Wieringo, the first face that would go on a Mt. Rushmore of great comic book artists whose careers – and lives – were tragically cut short. Under ‘Ringo’s hand the Kid looks – and behaves – far more like Superboy than Spider-Man, but that’s not a problem. Most of these Amalgams tend to lean a little harder on one “parent” than another, and the glorious mishmash of pieces in this comic book make it more than worth reading. No offense to Dan Slott or Bailey Briggs, but this is the character I’m always going to think of when somebody mentions Spider-Boy.
Sun., Aug 17
1938-2025
This is rapidly becoming my least-favorite part of the Year of Superman, but once again, we’ve lost someone who left an amazing impact on the world of the Man of Steel, and it’s only fitting that we take a moment to pay tribute. Oscar nominee and legendary actor Terence Stamp, best known as General Zod to fans of the Christopher Reeve Superman films, has passed away at the age of 87.
If you grew up watching the Reeve films, then Terrence Stamp is indelibly etched in your mind: a cold, stark face of villainy, with a voice that sends chills down your spine. Who among us can read the words “KNEEL BEFORE ZOD!” without hearing them in his voice? Stamp took a character who had been an occasional antagonist for Superman in the comics to being one of his most recognizable foes to the world at large, probably second only to Lex Luthor himself.
But beyond that, he had an incredible body of work in film and television, including another Superman connection that many of us forget. Despite being most famous as Zod, Stamp was tapped to provide the voice for Superman’s father, Jor-El, for several episodes of the Smallville TV show.
He was one of the greats, and he’ll never be forgotten.
Comics: X-Patrol #1, Assassins #1
Dreams like this are why you don’t eat burritos late at night.
Notes: Continuing my read of the Amalgam books, but there are less Super-connections in this batch. X-Patrol #1 features the titular team (a mashup of X-Force and the Doom Patrol, although like many Amalgam books, it picks up bits and pieces of other characters as well) in battle against the insidious Dr. Doomsday (Dr. Doom/Doomsday – do I really need to point some of these out?) as well as features a quick panel where we see “alternate dimensions” featuring fractured versions of the Amalgam heroes (in other words, the REAL Superman, Spider-Man, Batman, Wolverine, and Wonder Woman).
Assassins is a weird one: Catwoman and Elektra are merged into Catsai (a clever play on words), while Daredevil and Deathstroke are turned into the gender-flipped Dare the Terminator. The two of them are going after the Big Question (Kingpin/Riddler) in this book that, frankly, is kinda dull outside of giving us another half-dozen mashups. I mention it only because of the inclusion of Jimmy Urich, a combo of Jimmy Olsen and Ben Urich, naturally. The reason I’m bringing it up here is because it does kind of raise the question as to HOW tightly the Amalgam Universe was plotted out. We already saw Jimmy Olsen appear as an older version of himself in Super-Soldier, where it was somewhat implied that he filled the “Bucky” role in the Soldier’s World War II-era adventures. Having another mashup of him is curious. Not that this is the only character to appear more than once. This issue also has “Wired,” a combo of Cable and…I’m actually not sure who he’s supposed to be mashed up with. But we already saw Niles Cable over in X-Patrol, where he was mashed with the Doom Patrol’s Niles Caulder.
This is the kind of stuff that only mega nerds would care about, of course. But as an official mega nerd, I reserve the right to care.
Mon., Aug. 18
Comics: Taste of Justice #3, Fire and Ice: When Hell Freezes Over #4 (Guest Appearance)
Yeah, but you’re an easy mark, Arthur, be honest.
Notes: Today is Open House at my school for the fall semester, that night when parents are invited to come down and meet their children’ s teachers, discuss what’s going to happen in my class, and ask me vital questions like “Where’s room 121?” What that means for me, practically, is that I won’t have a chance to go home after work and read anything today. Instead, in the gap between my last class and when the parents start showing up, I’m going to squeeze in a couple of recent items from the DC Universe Infinite app, such as the DC Go! Comic Taste of Justice #3. I mentioned this comic before when I read issue #1: a clever little experiment in which the writer (Andrew Aydin) tries to work in a story surrounding a cooking demonstration. This issue is co-written by real life chefJosé Andrés, who appears in the story as a friend of reporter Clark Kent. Brainiac is doing Brainiac things that threaten the world food supply, with certain island nations being most directly affected, so Clark and Aquaman recruit Chef Andrés to help them feed an island community while the Justice League deals with Brainiac.
I have to give Aydin credit here. The concept of this book requires him to come up with a story that leaves a gap to insert a recipe in each issue, and it can’t be easy to come up with creative ways to do that. The first two issues (the first starring Lois Lane and the second starring Cyborg and Beast Boy) have taken the approach of someone trying to teach someone else how to cook. This time around he’s gotten more creative, using a crisis situation as a backdrop and making the food preparation aspart of the emergency response. We also get to see various Justice Leaguers using their powers to help out, such as Aquaman helping catch lionfish to cook and the Flash cleaning and filleting enough fish to feed the entire community in minutes.
Is the recipe itself any good? I’ve got no idea. I’ve not a chef and I’m pretty sure I’ve never eaten lionfish. But the way they handle things here makes it at least sound appetizing and not too difficult to prepare, which is pretty much what you want out of a comic book like this one.
I also worked in the recent Fire and Ice: When Hell Freezes Over #4. I got the first Fire and Ice miniseries last year because I love those two characters, and I have ever since the Giffen/DeMatteis Justice League days. I decided not to get this sequel series because…well, I love the characters, and I found the first one profoundly disappointing. But not so disappointing that I won’t read it on the app. Superman makes a guest appearance in this issue, as Fire and Ice are in Hell dealing with Neron and Grodd attacks Smallville, which is their current home. There’s a cute little interaction with Superman and Martha Kent (who is a recurring member of the cast), but beyond that, I’m afraid there’s not much to recommend this issue. The supporting cast, like Fire and Ice, have been body-swapped, and the fact that I forgot that until halfway through the book is a testament to how uninteresting those characters have turned out to be. It’s a shame, because Bea and Tora are great characters and I love the fact that they’ve got a showcase. I just wish it were a better one.
Tues., Aug. 19
Comic Books: Doctor Strangefate #1, DC Vs. Marvel #4, Wonder Woman Vol. 6 #23 (Superman guest appearance), New Gods Vol. 5 #8 (Superman guest appearance), Batman: Justice Buster #26 (Superman guest appearance), Jon Kent: This Internship is My Kryptonite #4
Notes: Today I’m finishing off the last of the Amalgam comics and the first DC Vs. Marvel crossover. The Amalgam books are mostly a little bit of silly fun, without contributing directly to the main storyline, many of them even ending on cliffhangers that were never meant to be resolved. The only exception was Doctor Strangefate #1, written by DC Vs. Marvel co-scribe Ron Marz. In this one, Access (the man with the power to step between the worlds) is being pursued by the titular Strangefate and some of his associates: the Shulk (Hulk/Solomon Grundy), Jade Nova (the Kyle Rayner Green Lantern/Frankie Raye Nova), and the White Witch (Scarlet Witch/Zatanna). Access, it seems, has two shards of the previous universes which can be used to separate them, and Strangefate is trying to stop that, knowing that if Access succeeds in restoring the previous universes, his world will be destroyed. Access escapes at the end of the issue, leading into the finale of the crossover. It’s not really a Superman-related comic, and I mention it mainly because it sets up the end. There is one small concession to the Superman mythos, though: Strangefate’s manservant is Mxy, a combination of Dr. Strange’s Wong and, of course, our old pal Mxyzptlk.
Imagine a sound like the biggest zipper in the multiverse.
Finally, DC Vs. Marvel ended the story with Access revealing that he hid the two missing shards inside of Batman and Captain America before the worlds merged, meaning that in this new universe they’re inside Dark Claw and Super-Soldier. He retrieves the shards and manages to “unzip” the universes, but the Brothers are now at each other’s throats. The worlds are on the verge of collapse, the sky itself is bleeding, even J. Jonah Jameson APOLOGIZES to Spider-Man for all the harassment over the years! And Peter Venkman thought dogs and cats living together was apocalyptic!
The destruction of the two most profitable universes in comics is prevented in an oddly fitting way: the Brothers are on the verge of destroying everything when they are confronted by the two men who briefly held pieces of their form, the men among gods called Batman and Captain America. And as each Brother examines the hero from his counterpart’s universe, they both come to the conclusion that the other world ain’t that bad after all and let the universes return to their natural state.
Makes you wish comic book FANS could learn that lesson, doesn’t it?
DC Vs. Marvel, as a whole, was a fun experiment, but it was kind of short on Superman. In this last issue we only see him briefly helping the Hulk fight the Mole Man in the Batcave, which sounds like somebody was doing “Superhero Mad Libs,” and then as Clark Kent arriving at the Daily Planet office so he can be with Lois as they face what they believe will be the end of the world. It’s to be expected, I suppose – a story of this size is bound to be heavier on plot than on character. Then again, that doesn’t mean it HAS to be this way.
I’m not done with the omnibus just yet. There was a second wave of Amalgam Comics, plus the two follow-up miniseries, so next week I’ll tap into the Superman-related issues of each of those. In the meantime, watch out for those bleeding skies.
Grady Hendrix’s novel How to Sell a Haunted House has been optioned for a motion picture. This is not new information, by the way – the deal was signed with Sam Raimi’s Ghost House studio about two years ago, but today is the first time I’ve heard about it, and it’s got me very interested. I like Hendrix’s work quite a bit. I’ve only read three of his books so far (the aforementioned Haunted House, Final Girls Support Group, and the very cool nonfiction book Paperbacks From Hell, about the history of horror novels and cover art in the 70s and 80s), but every one of them has encouraged me to read more. I don’t know if it’s fair to classify myself as a “fan,” having only really dipped my toes into his work thus far, but perhaps “fan-in-training” would be accurate. Regardless, having read How to Sell a Haunted House, I am immediately struck by the cinematic possibilities of the story, while at the same time, left very curious about exactly what tone they’re going to strike with a horror movie where the villains are – drumroll please – puppets.
You don’t even want to know what going through escrow is like.
I apologize if that feels like a spoiler to anyone, but it’s part of the synopsis of the book and, when the movie is made, it most likely will be in the trailer, so I don’t feel TOO bad. It’s kinda like if you hear that there’s a new slasher movie coming out and someone tells you that the killer wears a mask. In the novel, single mom Louise Joyner has to go back to her home town after her parents are killed in a car crash. Once home, she’s forced to go about the task of closing up her childhood home for sale with the help of her estranged brother. As they go through the house, they find that there may be more to their mother’s massive collection of puppets and dolls than they ever suspected.
Once the movie is completed, How to Sell a Haunted House will join the echelon of horror flicks that I like to think of as “Teeny Tiny Terrors.” Horror, as a genre, has dozens (if not hundreds) of categories and subcategories, most of which can overlap at some intersection or another. How to Sell a Haunted House will fit into a few categories – haunted house movies, obviously, but also the narrower but quite popular category of killer toys, home of such classic films as Child’s Play, Puppet Master, and the last segment in Trilogy of Terror. The Joyner puppets will join a pretty fabulous collection of creatures.
Sorry if that gives you nightmares.
Not all Teeny Tiny Terrors are toys, of course. I’d also place things like Leprechaun, Gremlins, Ghoulies, Munchies, Critters, Hobgoblins, and even Sam from Trick ‘r Treat into this category: all monsters or aliens or some sort of supernatural threat that are embodied in what is – to an adult human, of course – a package that seems small and harmless until the teeth are bared. Because of this, almost all Teeny Tiny Terrors fall into one of my OTHER favorite horror subcategories: horror comedies. I wrote about this extensively last year, specifically about how common it is for horror to have elements of comedy, and how some lean harder on the funny parts and others lean harder on the terror. I even described a spectrum with varying levels of horror/comedies depending on which side they lean towards (a Type 1 is the lightest, funniest of the group, while 5 is the scariest). Almost any Teeny Tiny Terror will land on the spectrum somewhere. The first Child’s Play movie, I think, was a solid 4, although as is often the case the series lightened up with subsequent installments to 3s and even occasionally to 2s.
With a Teeny Tiny Terror of any type, at least part of the humor is going to come from the concept of something that’s supposed to be innocent and harmless suddenly turning psychotic. The idea of the dolls in Puppet Master turning out to be possessed by the spirits of dead Nazis, for example, is so patently absurd that it’s hard to take it too seriously even as the likes of the Tunneler doll are drilling into somebody’s skull. There’s a macabre comedy to this. It’s similar to the psychotic clown craze from a few years back, although not exactly the same. With killer toys, you’ve got something that’s supposed to be harmless turning bad.
Teeny Tiny Terrors are nothing new. They showed up in John Christopher’s baffling 1966 novel The Little People, were used to disturbing effect in Tod Browning’s 1932 film Freaks, and have showed up in folklore about as far back as you can imagine. Today we’re even retroactively applying it to full-grown terrors. Just a few days ago I got an email from Spirit Halloween announcing their new line of Horror Movie Babies, figures and decorations starring infantilized versions of Michael Myers, Chucky, Ghostface, the Frankenstein Monster and others. And even THAT is a spinoff of their long-running Zombie Babies line. There aren’t enough Teeny Tiny Terrors already, now we’re taking full-grown terrors and giving them the Jim Henson’s Muppet Babies treatment!
Remember that episode where Leatherface gutted Camilla like a fish?
There are other subcategories related to the Teeny Tiny Terrors in different ways, such as the aforementioned Killer Klowns. Like deadly toys, the reason clowns can be scary is that you’re taking something that’s supposed to be innocent and perverting it. Dolls are inanimate, though, and supposed to be used to fuel a child’s imagination, but have no agency of their own. They exist only as a reflection of a child’s innocence. Clowns, on the other hand, are people, and we know that (unlike a doll) a person can easily hide their true nature. They commit their atrocities beneath makeup that was originally intended to induce laughter only amplifies the terror. Whether we’re talking about Pennywise, Art the Clown, or the Joker, killer clowns can be a hell of a lot scarier than killer toys.
There’s also the related category of Creepy Kids, like we see in films such as Children of the Corn or Village of the Damned. Again, here’s something that should be innocent that’s turned bad, but in this case it’s far less likely to be funny. A demonic child is something of a perversion of innocence, it’s taking a human being in the period of their life where they are supposed to have the least darkness and transforming them into something ghastly. There are SOME Creepy Kids on the horror/comedy spectrum, but I think they’re far less likely to go there than Teeny Tiny Terror or Killer Klowns.
The good news is that modern cameras don’t create redeye, so there’s no chance of remaking this one.
But back to Grady Hendrix: I’m not surprised that an adaptation of his work would go into the horror/comedy territory, because pretty much everything of his that I’ve read seems tailor-made for it. Aside from Haunted House, he gave us Final Girl Support Group, a novel about women who survived attacks from slasher-type killers (most of whom are obvious copyright-friendly substitutes for the likes of Jason Voorhees and Michael Myers) and what happens when an unknown threat starts gunning for them. Hendrix plays with meta humor here, digging into the tropes and expectations of the slasher genre in a way that’s reminiscent of Wes Craven’s Scream movies (and, in fact, one of the Final Girls is a clear replacement for Sidney Prescott). Even his nonfiction book, Paperbacks From Hell, shows a deep love and understanding of all the tropes of horror fiction. Writers like that often enjoy playing with those tropes in an amusing way.
Art.
Assuming the movie adapts the tone of the book faithfully, I think it would also land in type 4. It’s not a laugh riot, and in fact, some of the stuff at the end could be downright grotesque depending on how the director chooses to film it. But as I said, the very concept of Teeny Tiny Terrors has an inherent humor to it that, even in the darkest moments, lends itself well to tongue-in-cheek references and black comedy. Hendrix is one of the modern greats in that regard. I hope that the movie does it justice.
Blake M. Petit is a writer, teacher, and dad from Ama, Louisiana. His most recent writing project is the superhero adventure series Other People’s Heroes: Little Stars, volume one of which is now available on Amazon. You can subscribe to his newsletter by clicking right here. He’s also started putting his LitReel videos on TikTok. Despite what you may have expected, “Teeny Tiny Terrors” does not refer to what happens when your son realizes we’re out of cheese sticks.
Last week, I wrote about some of Superman’s strangest team-ups. This week I’ve decided to focus on some of his more conventional crossovers, meetings where Superman has encountered the heroes (and villains) of other worlds. I’ve already written about a couple of them, most notably the first Superman/Aliens miniseries from Dark Horse, but this week I’ve got a list of times he met with characters from Marvel Comics, Image Comics, other Dark Horse heroes, and more. It actually may wind up being more than one week, honestly, it’s a long list. But I’m going to begin at the beginning.
Notes: This special from 1976 was the first official meeting between characters from the Marvel and DC Universes. Gerry Conway, who had written both characters, teamed up with penciller Ross Andru and inker Dick Giordano for this one, a pretty substantial endeavor at the time. 96 pages, a hefty $2 price point, and an oversized book demanded a story that was worth it…and Conway delivered. The book opens up with a pair of extended prologues where Superman and Spider-Man face off against and capture their respective arch-foes, Lex Luthor and Dr. Octopus. Either of these prologues, by the way, could have easily served as the first half of a story in the heroes’ individual comics, with a standard set-up and nothing that indicates that these two formerly separate universes had begun to bleed together. That doesn’t come until Prologue 3, when Lex is marched into his new prison cell in a maximum security facility in New Mexico, only to find that Otto Octavius is right down the hall. Luthor asks Octavius if he’d be interested in a team-up before revealing he’d hidden a set of tools beneath a layer of fake skin that allowed for a prison break.
Finally, a third of the way into this mammoth comic book, we reach “Chapter One,” in which Peter Parker and Clark Kent finally encounter one another for the first time at a science conference. Both newsmen are having a rough time – Peter finally quits the Daily Bugle in a fit of rage at ol’ J. Jonah Jameson’s frequent abuse, and Clark learns that he’s having a major story ripped out from under him at WGBS because the network wants a “bigger name” reporter. They’re each licking their respective wounds when Superman – or rather, someone who looks like him – swoops in and kidnaps Lois Lane and Mary Jane Watson by zapping them with rays that make them disappear. The heroes both duck out and change clothes, only to encounter one another on the roof. Spider-Man thinks Superman was behind the kidnapping, whereas Spidey’s reputation (thanks to the aforementioned J.J.J.) makes Superman suspect he’s involved, and we get the requisite fight scene. Luthor and Doc Ock are nearby and decide to make things more fun by zapping Spidey with a ray that temporarily enhances his powers, making him strong enough to hold his own against the Man of Steel. After throwing enough punches to satisfy the readers, they calm down, compare notes, and decide to team up to get to the bottom of things.
From there, the story goes largely as you expect – they track down the villains who are holding the girls hostage, they’re sent on a few wild goose chases, and ultimately, the day is saved. But it’s really great to see how well the two of them work together. Honestly, the fight scene is the weakest part of the book, because it requires you to believe that both of these veteran heroes are going to go in spoiling for a fight. It MAY be justifiable if they were totally unfamiliar with one another, but in this iteration where the DC and Marvel heroes co-exist, they know each other by reputation. Superman MAY think Spidey is sketchy thanks to his bad press, but there’s no way Spider-Man would go in swinging against Superman.
Once you get past that, it’s much more satisfying to see them working together, fighting the bad guys, and rescuing Lois and MJ. Conway cleverly aligns things so that each hero gets a moment at the end that gives them a win that they couldn’t have done without the other. Luthor’s schemes wind up cooking up a tsunami Spider-Man could never stop it on his own, but Superman can…only the bad guys would escape were he to do so…if not for Spider-Man. Neat little trick that allows them each to have their moment in the sun.
It took time, but this was the pebble that eventually led to an avalanche of crossovers in the 90s, to the point that it started to feel less special. The sad thing is that familiarity – plus a bit of bad blood – led to the publishers doing nothing together for close to two decades. Next month’s Deadpool/Batman is finally bringing it back, and I couldn’t be happier about that. I love a good crossover, a good combination of characters that don’t usually appear together.
Thur., Aug. 7
Comics: Superman/Madman Hullabalo #1-3
A crisis of philosophical proportions!
Notes: Next up on my tour of Superman Crossovers Past is this little gem from 1997, Mike Allred’s Superman/Madman Hullabaloo. I discovered Allred’s Madman in college (which I believe is scientifically proven to be the best way to discover the character) and I quite quickly became a fan. Madman is markedly different from most other superhero characters. He is — or was, at this point — an enigmatic creature, a corpse brought back to life with no memory of his past except for a fleeting vision he believes to be the Hand of God. Taking the name Frank Einstein (there is no reason to be subtle in comic books) he becomes a sort of science hero, having adventures in the face of the strangest things imaginable.
In this story, Frank and Superman — in their respective universes — are each working on an experiment that causes them to collide. Their bodies remain in place, but their minds swap places and universes, leaving each hero wearing a mashup of their uniforms and possessing a fragment of Superman’s powers. As Superman is found by Frank’s team, Lois Lane finds Frank and brings him to Emil Hamilton. On two different worlds the heroes look for a solution.
Superman and Frank’s team manage to snap over to Metropolis where they meet up with Lois, Hamilton, and Frank. They quickly manage to restore the heroes to their proper bodies, but fragments of Superman’s powers have been absorbed by various people in both dimensions, leading to the heroes teaming up and hunting them down to restore Superman to full power. In their search, they discover that Mr. Myzptlyk is behind their difficulties, leading Frank to challenge the imp to a contest to give up the game…the greatest contest of them all. It’s Mxy versus the Madman in a game of…(drumroll please)… TWISTER.
It’s really impressive to me just how easily Superman mixes in with Allred’s universe. He looks fantastic in Allred’s art style, and I love the two mashup designs for the blended heroes. Even more than that, though, Superman works so well with the Madman tone. Madman is perhaps the most philosophical ongoing superhero comic book of all time, after all, just as prone to quietly contemplating the meaning of existence as he is to getting into fisticuffs. In fact, one of the first things he does after he and Clark are separated and get to have a real conversation is ask the Man of Steel if he believes in God. How often does that sort of thing turn up in mainstream comics?
Allred also easily evades the trap of having the heroes fight each other for no real reason before the team up begins. As Superman himself points out, he and Frank were literally parts of one another for a while there — if he can’t trust him, who can he trust? They work together very well. If they appeared in the same world on a regular basis, in fact, I could truly believe the two of them are friends. It’s a lovely, quiet, unorthodox little crossover, and I love it.
I don’t think Superman always gets enough credit — from fans or writers — for his intelligence. I don’t mean the whole “Super scientist who builds robot duplicates of himself” either, I mean his emotional intelligence. He’s shown himself often of being so capable of connecting with people on a deep, real level. And in a way, that’s kind of what Madman is all about — connection, trying to find out how the universe is all tied together. Frank is literally a walking corpse, but he’s found love. He’s found a home. He has friends and people who care about him. I’m gonna put on my English teacher hat here for a moment and posit that the reason that Victor Frankenstein is “the monster” in Mary Shelley’s novel isn’t necessarily because he “played God.” Doctors do that every day. But where Victor failed — and where those surrounding Frank Einstein succeed — is that he didn’t give any love to the creature he willed into existence. Jo and Dr. Flem may not be the creators of our ginchy hero, but they give him what Frankenstein didn’t. Earlier in this year we examined Superman as the Frankenstein monster in an Elseworlds tale, and I think the combination of these two heroes would be an interesting place to explore that further.
Allred worked on Superman again just a couple of years ago, in the “Not an Elseworlds Because We Weren’t Using That Label At the Time” miniseries Superman: Space Age where he was teamed with writer Mark Russell. And it was good. But I would love to see Frank Einstein and Clark Kent cross paths again.
Fri., Aug. 8
Comics: Superman/Gen 13 #1-3
Nope, Kara didn’t get a dye job…
Notes: When Image Comics was founded in the early 90s, Jim Lee’s Wildstorm Studios was one of the major players, with hits like WildC.A.T.S., Stormwatch, and Gen 13. And I think all of us were pretty surprised when, in 1998, he signed on at DC Comics, selling his studio and characters to DC and becoming one of their executives. Since then he’s only risen higher in the ranks, now serving as co-publisher. But in those early days of the marriage of DC and Wildstorm, when the two universes were still separate, this crossover was a nice little event.
Written by Adam Hughes with art by later Lex Luthor: Man of Steel artist Lee Bermejo, it begins with the Gen 13 kids – super-powered fugitives running from the government project that gave them their powers – taking a trip to Metropolis. Their leader, Caitlin Fairchild, is an unabashed Superman fan, and is ecstatic when they almost immediately run across a battle between Superman and Titano. Caitlin is knocked out in the chaos, and Superman puts his cape over her for protection as he goes off to tussle with the super-ape. When Caitlin wakes up she has lost her memory. She wanders into traffic and is hit by a fire truck, but survives without a scratch, and looking down at the cape that was draped over her when she woke up she comes to the obvious conclusion: she must be Supergirl.
Superman promises the Gen 13 kids to help them track down Caitlin, and they wind up at the Daily Planet, where Lois immediately figures out that they’re super-powered, because she’s smarter than the entire team put together. Meanwhile, Caitlin has acquired a store-bought Supergirl costume and makes her “debut” thwarting a bank robbery. Trying to embark upon a superhero career, Caitlin’s natural clumsiness comes out, causing one disaster after another as Superman and her teammates are always stuck one step behind her, cleaning up the messes that she’s made. And it all gets even worse when the real Supergirl gets wind of the chaos being done in her name.
As you’ve probably noticed by now, I have a preference for crossovers that don’t do the standard “meet, fight, team-up” formula that we’ve seen so many times, and this particular series has the most clever sidestep for that I’ve ever seen. Not only do the respective heroes never get into a physical fight, there’s not really even a traditional antagonist. Oh sure, there are a couple of bad guys that need to be thwarted, but they’re all pretty incidental and interchangeable. The real story here is about Caitlin going missing and the ideological struggle between Superman and the rest of the Gen 13 kids. With the exception of Caitlin, the rest of the team is stuck in the mindset of Superman being a boring stiff, with Grunge at one point even expressing this to Clark Kent’s face, unaware of who he’s really talking to. We even get to see a nice conversation with Lois and Clark in which he does his best not to show how deeply hurt he actually is by the way the kids perceive him. As the story goes on, one by one, they slowly come around to realizing his true worth…although this kind of has the side effect of making them seem childish sometimes. From a character standpoint, it may be acceptable that a group of 90s teenagers would think of Superman as lame, but to have three of them making fun of the fourth for cooperating when Superman is actively trying to find their missing friend makes them all seem…well, not “lame,” but a much harsher word for it.
It’s a very nice workaround that tells a very different kind of crossover story. I don’t even mind the cliched depiction of amnesia here – nothing realistic about it, but you’ve got to allow for a certain suspension of disbelief. This one is just fun.
Sat., Aug 9
Comics: Superman & Savage Dragon: Chicago #1 &Superman & Savage Dragon: Metropolis #1
When you draw the whole Superman crossover but you only have time for roughs of the cover, who do you get to finish it? Alex Ross.
Notes: I’ve never been a Savage Dragon reader, but I get anything with Superman in it, so I’ve had these two books in my collection since they were first released. That was over 20 years ago, though, and I don’t think I’ve read either of them since. I had to check the League of Comic Geeks website to even remind myself which one came out first, and as it turned out, that was a mistake. I got a few pages into Metropolis when Superman and Dragon first encounter each other and start talking like old friends, which got me confused. Metropolis came out in 1999, according to the website, whereas Chicago wasn’t released until the beginning of 2002. But I picked up Chicago instead and saw that I was getting the story of Superman and the Dragon’s first meeting. I wasn’t sure why they were published this way, although I have to wonder if Erik Larsen’s Chicago book was intended to come first but wound up suffering from the kind of delays that frequently plagued Image Comics at the time. When I got to the point where Lois Lane mentions that she’s engaged – an engagement that had ended in marriage several years earlier at that point – I figured that must be the case. The point of this paragraph is that if you happen to have both of these books, read Chicago first.
In Chicago, with story and art by Larsen, some of Superman’s foes are cropping up in the Windy City, having joined forces with the Dragon’s enemies in a crime organization called the Vicious Circle. Superman is called in to help with the menace, something that doesn’t sit well with Officer Dragon of the CPD. The two of them partner up, although the Dragon deeply resents this intruder into his city. Eventually, they manage to mend fences and beat the bad guy. And hey, at least they didn’t actually come to blows with each other.
Larsen has always kind of been hit or miss with me. I like some of his work, but the few times I’ve tried Savage Dragon I haven’t really found it to be to my taste. I can say that he doesn’t mind making his own character look like the jerk in this book, something that a lot of creators would refuse to do, and I appreciate that he writes a pretty solid Superman. Perhaps the best bit, though, is when Lois gets the Dragon to admit that at least part of his animosity against Big Blue is just because of simple jealousy.
Note: this scene does not appear in this book. But isn’t Bogdanove’s artwork nifty?
I was a bigger fan of Superman & Savage Dragon: Metropolis, written by Karl Kesel with art by one of my favorite Superman artists, “Triangle Era” mainstay Jon Bogdanove. Superman and the Dragon’s second meeting (although the first published) begins with Superman crashing to Earth in a burning field in a scene highly reminiscent of how the Dragon was found in his own very first issue. When he wakes up, Superman has no memory of the last few days, and the Dragon is called in to help him piece together the mystery of what happened to him and how it’s linked to a series of strange murders in the city’s homeless population. Their investigation brings them across Killroy, son of Steppenwolf, and into battle with Darkseid and the forces of Apokalips.
As I said, I prefer this book to the other one. It’s more steeped in the Superman world, which is of course more engaging to me, and Kesel has some fun with it. When Superman and the Dragon visit the Daily Planet office to look into what Clark Kent had been working on before Superman’s disappearance, for instance, there’s a funny scene where Superman and Lois have a strained discussion over what Clark’s password is on the computer system: Superman insists that “Clark” told him that he had changed it, whereas Lois insists that “he” would have told her so. Yeah, they’re married at this point, and the scene, played out in front of Jimmy and the Dragon, is highly amusing. We also get to visit with Bibbo in Suicide Slum, who declares that the Dragon is okay because any pal of Superman’s is a pal of his too. The fun here is seeing how the Dragon responds to the way that the people of Metropolis treat their hero, as opposed to the treatment he’s used to.
The one knock on this book is that the Dragon himself is kind of secondary. The other book plays off of the differences between the two of them more, with Dragon’s animosity grinding Superman and vice versa. In this one, the hatchet has been buried and they’re friends, which means you could swap out the Dragon with pretty much any other character that has super strength and the changes to the plot would be negligible. It does end on a really cute note, though. Feeling bad about Lois being worried about him during his disappearance, Superman asks the Dragon to cover for him in Metropolis so he could have a night off from fighting crime. His buddy the Dragon agrees, which leads to a last page that is just the kind of winking-at-the-camera nonsense that a reader like me digs.
Comics: Superman/Fantastic Four #1, Jon Kent: This Internship Is My Kryptonite #2
When you draw the whole Superman crossover but you only have time for roughs of the cover, who do you get to finish it? ALEX ROSS.
Notes: For the first time since this project started, I’m going back to re-read something. At the beginning of the year, I was finishing up the mammoth DC/Marvel Omnibus that came out last fall, and I read a few books at the tail end of that, but I didn’t write about them in detail. But this week, when I’m talking about great Superman crossovers, I felt like I really should address that time Superman met the team that he’s sharing cinemas with this summer in Dan Jurgens’ oversized Superman/Fantastic Four one-shot from 1999.
In this one, Superman finds a message from his late father, Jor-El, who tells him that he wants his son to avenge the destruction of Krypton, which he now claims was destroyed by the world-devourer, Galactus. But in this book, which came out post-DC Vs. Marvel (which I’m planning to read soon), Superman is aware that Galactus is a cosmic force that has been encountered by the heroes of the “Other” Earth (aka, the Marvel Universe), and decides to seek out the world-hopping metahuman from that crossover, Access, to help him traverse the universes. (Access is name-dropped but, like “Sir Not Appearing in This Picture” from Monty Python and the Holy Grail, he is mysteriously absent.)In the Marvel Universe, meanwhile, Franklin Richards is playing with the action figure of his favorite cartoon character, Superman, who is apparently a fictional hero on Earth-616. No one is more delighted than Frank when the real deal shows up at Four Freedoms Plaza asking for their help. But Superman winds up having to fight for the Four when their defense systems turn on them, having been hijacked somehow by the Cyborg Superman. Things get worse – much worse – when Galactus shows up and decides he wants Superman for his new herald.
You know how I keep talking about how I dislike crossovers where the heroes fight each other for no reason? Well thank Rao, this story actually gives us a reason. Superman being transformed into a Herald of Galactus is a more than legit reason for him to face off against the FF, but even then, the conflict is brief and has more of a feeling of a rescue mission than actual combat. The FF know that Superman is a hero, and they’re trying to free him from Galactus’s control rather than actually take him down.
I also like the fact that this crossover – as well as a few others from this time period – recognized the fact that DC Vs. Marvel happened and used that as part of the fabric of the story. It allows this story to fit into the continuity of both sets of characters, which the early crossovers like his encounter with Spider-Man simply can’t do. Unfortunately, by the time JLA/Avengers rolled around a few years later, that angle was dropped. The heroes were still from separate universes, but there was no recognition of the fact that any of them had met in the past. I can’t help but wonder what the plans are for Deadpool/Batman and the assorted back-up crossovers that are going to come in those two books.
Finally, although this isn’t really about Superman, this issue makes me wish Dan Jurgens had done a run on Fantastic Four at some point. He has the voices for the characters down very well, and I love his rendition of the Thing (my #2 all-time favorite character), but peeking at his credits I only see a handful of FF-related comics, and none on any of their regular titles. There’s still time, Marvel. I love what Ryan North is doing these days, but how about hitting Jurgens up for a miniseries or something?
Mon., Aug. 11
Comics: Superman/Tarzan: Sons of the Jungle #1-3
And yet we still haven’t seen the John Carter/J’onn J’onzz crossover.
Notes: I love a good crossover. I love a good Elseworlds story. To the best of my knowledge, the two have only collided twice. The first was John Byrne’s excellent World War II romp, Batman and Captain America. The other was this three-issue miniseries by Chuck Dixon and artist Carlos Meglia. In this one, the mutiny that leads to the abandonment of Lord Greystoke and his wife is thwarted when a star streaks through the sky. Taking it as a sign from God, the mutineers retreat from their plan and the family makes its way back to England. That streak, however, lands in the thick of the jungle, where a familiar ape tribe finds what appears to be a human baby in the wreckage. When the child demonstrates remarkable strength, they adopt him and name him “Argo-Zan,” meaning “Fire-skin.” The Greystokes have their child, named John, and the two babies grow into very different men. In the jungle Argo-Zan finds the wreckage of the craft that brought him to the apes, along with a holographic vision of his true parents. As he learns of the legacy of Krypton and adopts his true name, Kal-El, in England John Greystoke advances through school – a brilliant scholar, but somehow lost and empty, as though there is some hole in his life he cannot account for.
After some struggles, Kal-El finds himself able to bond with a human tribe, but an enemy ape has an eye out for a mysterious glowing rock that seems to plague his rival. Greystoke, meanwhile, has been wandering the world trying to find himself, finally planning an expedition to Africa. Along with him is a correspondent for the Daily Planet, Lois Lane, as well as Lois’s aide, Jane Porter. Their dirigible is brought down by a hostile tribe but, believing the aircraft is from Krypton, Kal-El leaps to their defense. In the ensuing battle, both men find themselves and their purpose. Kal-El returns to civilization with Lois, while John Clayton chooses to remain in Africa with Jane Porter, adopting the name the friendly tribes have given him: Tarzan.
As I said, I’m a big fan of crossovers. I am not, however, particularly steeped in Tarzan lore. I’ve seen a few of the movies, read a few of the comics, but I’ve never dove into the original Edgar Rice Burroughs novels (I’m more of a John Carter of Mars fan) so I can’t really say how closely this comic traces any of the original lore. I’m not even sure which characters (aside from Lois, Clark, Tarzan, and Jane) are Burroughs characters and which are original creations of Dixon and Meglia. That said, there’s a lot I like here. We’ve got the classic Elseworlds concept of taking the hero and switching his origin with somebody else, as we saw when Kal-El became Bruce Wayne in Superman:Speeding Bullets or when Bruce Wayne became Green Lantern in Batman: In Darkest Knight. And although the book ends in the old “What If”/“Elseworlds” format of bringing the heroes as close to the “real” status quo as possible, it does so without giving us obvious analogues for Lex Luthor or any of Superman’s main villains, which is a nice change of pace.
As a crossover, it’s pretty unique. Not only do Superman and Tarzan not fight each other in this one, but Kal-El and John Clayton never even interact until the last few pages of the three-issue story. In some ways it’s more like a crossover of worlds than of characters. The book ends (as these often do) as soon as a new status quo is established, something ALMOST the same as the “real” universe, and we don’t really get to see any of the aftermath. Sometimes that can be a good thing, but in this case, I actually wish there were more. It feels like we’ve read one act of a story. I’m left wanting to see how the ape-raised Kal-El adapts to a society that he doesn’t truly understand, especially with the power at his disposal. I’m curious as to what kind of man Tarzan is when raised by his human parents instead of an ape tribe. And I really want to see the two of them interact a bit more. And you know, leaving the audience wanting more is typically considered a good thing. The problem is when that desire is because it feels as though the story is unfinished, and to a small degree, that’s kind of how I feel here.
It’s not unusual in comics for a different artist to do the covers than the interior artwork, but in this case I think you’ll forgive me for not realizing that happened until I double checked the credits to write this. Carlos Meglia’s style is reminiscent of an adventure cartoon, with the kind of big eyes and oversized feet that bring to mind Japanese manga, so you can understand that I didn’t notice Humberto Ramos ONLY did the covers for this series. Their styles are very similar at first glance, and should Mr. Meglia ever somehow read this, I hope he knows I mean that as a compliment.
This is a unique crossover, and one I enjoyed. It would be nice to see more Elseworlds crossovers. And now that DC has brought that imprint back from the dead, it doesn’t feel impossible.
Tue., Aug 12
Comics: The Darkness/Superman #1-2
Wait — why does the mobster get top billing?
Notes: I’m going to close off this week of Superman crossovers with the two-issue team-up between Top Cow and DC from 2005, The Darkness/Superman, written by Ron Marz with art by Tyler Kirkham. I know even less about The Darkness than I do Tarzan. I know it’s a Witchblade spin-off, and I believe that the main character is the son of a mafia kingpin or something, but that’s pretty much it. Did that stop me from getting the crossover when it dropped? Absolutely not. Seriously, it’s been 32 weeks, you’d think you would know me better than that by now.
Fortunately for me, the book gives me a quick rundown on who the character is – Jackie Estacado, mafia hitman who becomes the controller of a mysterious demonic power called “The Darkness” on his 21st birthday. After he killed the guy who killed his girlfriend, he became…I dunno, not a hero. He’s still a mobster – the book even starts off with him meeting up with Metallo in Metropolis to flex his muscles and show he’s the man to take over their organized crime rackets. The Daily Planet gets word that Estacado is in town and Perry sends his top people out to find out what they can, which leads to Superman stumbling on an encounter between Estacado and Metropolis’s Grasso crime family. Estacado tries to convince Superman that he’s the better crime lord for Metropolis – that he would run a smooth organization that doesn’t let innocent people get caught in the crossfire, unlike the current regime. But the meeting is interrupted when Metallo shows up again, brandishing his Kryptonite heart as usual, and takes Lois Lane hostage, because it was like already February 3rd and Lois had only been held hostage four times so far that year.
When Metallo escapes with Lois, Estacado offers to help Superman get her back, recognizing that the Kryptonite keeps the Man of Steel at bay and that Lois is, and I quote, “More than just a cute reporter to you.” Superman reluctantly takes him up on his offer and is forced to watch from a distance as Estacado invades the Grasso’s hideout in an effort to save her. Once Lois is safe, he returns to Superman and reiterates his plan to move into Metropolis…but Superman stands his ground. The two of them come to blows before Superman defeats him because…the sun comes up? That seems to be what happens. I guess Jackie Estacado’s powers go away in daylight? At any rate, once that happens he gives up and promises to stay out of Metropolis. Superman lets him go out of gratitude for saving Lois. The two part neither as allies nor as friends, but at least not as enemies.
At least this time the requisite crossover fight makes sense. This isn’t Superman teaming up with a hero, he’s forging an uneasy alliance with an anti-villain. Jackie even tells him at one point, “I’m a bad guy, but I’m not a BAD GUY.” (This was seven years before Wreck-It Ralph used almost exactly the same line, so good for you, writer Ron Marz.) And I concede, that’s the vibe I’m getting here. Jackie isn’t really a pure villain, but there’s definite Michael Corleone energy here. And to be fair, he works pretty well as that kind of character. I’ve enjoyed Marz’s work for a long time, so I’m not surprised that he made this work for me as well.
That said, there are a few things that don’t quite gel. Superman sitting on the side while someone else fights Metallo for him, first of all. Sure, Metallo has the whole Kryptonite thing going on, but when has that ever stopped Superman from going in for the fight? And although I suppose Jackie was written in-character (I assume, since Marz was the writer for The Darkness’s ongoing series at the time, that he knew how he would behave), but it still seems a little bit of a stretch to think he’d really believe Superman would turn a blind eye to his operations just because he’s the lesser of two evils. Superman isn’t going to settle for ANY evils if he’s got anything to say about it.
It was a fun week, poking around at more Superman crossovers, and there are still more that I haven’t looked at yet, including the epic DC Vs. Marvel event and its several spin-offs, such as the Amalgam Comics line. I’m looking at the big, gorgeous omnibus edition that DC published of that series last year, just waiting to be read, and I think I’ll get around to that pretty soon. Maybe even next week.
A few weeks ago, San Diego Comic-Con happened once again and…well, once again, I wasn’t there. It’s kind of a little tradition of mine. Comic-Con happens and I stay at home. Like many storied, time-honored traditions, it kinda sucks. So I instead spent that weekend waiting for the news to trickle out online. There wasn’t anything major this year, nothing that knocked my socks off, no “Robert Downey Jr. is Doctor Doom” moments. There were, however, trailers. I love a good trailer, those little short films that give us a taste of an upcoming movie or TV show. They’re becoming a dying art, really, with so many trailers either failing to give you any excitement or – much worse – giving away half the thrill and excitement of the movie itself too early. If you haven’t seen the trailer for Project Hail Mary, for example, then I beg you in the name of all that is good and holy DON’T watch it. It gives away one of the best reveals in the book.
Specifically, the fact that Ryan Gosling copies Guy Gardner’s haircut.
But the trailer that I’ve seen the most online chatter about had nothing to do with plot reveals, special effects, or the performances of the actors involved. No, the most talked-about trailer this year seems to have been the teaser for the upcoming Star Trek: Starfleet Academy series on Paramount+. Here’s all you need to know: Starfleet Academy takes place further along in the timeline than most of the Trek shows and movies that we’ve grown to love over the past six decades. In this time period, the Federation almost collapsed due to certain catastrophic events and it’s now in a rebuilding stage. This series is about the rebirth of the Academy, and the scene that has everybody talking is one in which we catch a glimpse of what appears to be some sort of Wall of Honor, adorned with the names of legendary Starfleet personnel. Ambassador Spock. Admiral Jean-Luc Picard. Lieutenant Nog. There are names on this wall from virtually every iteration of Star Trek to date. This one scene has had people freeze-framing it more than any single scene since Fast Times at Ridgemont High, trying to read all the names on the board to see who amongst our favorite Star Trek characters made the cut. I seriously doubt that this wall will have any great significance to the plot of the series, but it’s a fun Easter Egg for those of us who have loved Trek for so many years.
Barclay better be on that wall or we riot.
In one of the (many) online discussions I’ve seen about this scene, though, there was one dissenting voice that I found perplexing. This person, whom I am paraphrasing, basically expressed irritation that all of the characters that we’ve watched over the years turned out to be so remarkable. Statistically, they seem to think, not EVERY character should turn out to be some kind of legendary figure.
This person has got it completely backwards.
My reply was simply this: “It’s not that every character we watch has turned out to be remarkable. It’s that we are only watching them in the first place BECAUSE they are remarkable.”
This is one of those times where I engage in a discussion online over something that I always thought was blindingly obvious, only to learn that not everybody sees it my way (also known as the correct way). There are hundreds, maybe thousands of ships in Starfleet. Of course not EVERY ship and EVERY crew is going to turn out to be the one that makes it into the history books. But doesn’t it stand to reason that those boring, mundane crews are simply not the ones that we get to hear the stories about? In other words, the histories of the Enterprises, Voyager, or station Deep Space Nine aren’t remarkable because those are the crews we follow. We follow them because they ARE the remarkable crews.
This is the case with fiction across the board. We aren’t tuning in to a movie or a TV show to watch the adventures of some average, everyday schlub. There are exceptions, of course – “slice of life” dramas and comedies do just this, and sometimes they do it very well. But in the case of an adventure series like Star Trek, you’re following the exploits of the characters that make history. They even tried to subvert this expectation with the animated series Star Trek: Lower Decks. The idea behind it was that we were going to FINALLY follow the adventures of an unimportant crew on an unimportant ship. And what happened? It turned out that they weren’t all that unimportant after all, and if anything, Lower Decks winds up reading as the origin story for the next one of these legendary crews.
Suspension of disbelief is an important aspect of enjoying fiction. There has to be a willingness, as a member of the audience, to accept certain things that you are aware may defy reality. In the case of speculative fiction – sci-fi, fantasy, and certain types of horror – that means that you have to maybe ignore certain laws of physics. Yeah, Einstein said that we can’t go faster than light, but if we didn’t find a way to do it then there would be no Star Trek, so I’m gonna let that one slide. Quantum mechanics says that the way time travel works in Back to the Future is utterly impossible, but until quantum mechanics can give me something as awesome as Alan Silvestri’s score, quantum mechanics can bite me. Is there really such a thing as a creature that can hide inside your dreams and attack you? Probably not, but A Nightmare on Elm Street wouldn’t be nearly as scary without him.
Those are the big things, though, and when it comes to suspension of disbelief, people are oddly MORE accepting of the big things. What about the little things? There’s an old saying that in real life we expect the unexpected, but in fiction we don’t stand for it. Major, life-changing events have to be the REASON for a story, not something that simply happens IN the story. Think of it this way: if a character in a movie wins the lottery, that usually happens at the beginning of the movie, and the rest of the story is about what happens to them as a result. But if a character in a movie is in some sort of desperate situation – maybe he’s spent half the movie running from the mob because he owes them a fortune and they’re gonna break his kneecaps – and THEN he wins the lottery, the audience considers it a cheat. The suspension of disbelief breaks down here, even though the odds of a person winning the lottery are – mathematically speaking – exactly the same at the beginning of a story as they would be at any other point. I’ll accept a lottery win as the inciting incident, but if a random lottery win is what saves the day, that’s a modern deus ex machina, the “god in the machine.” It comes from those times in Greek drama where a character would be rescued by – literally – one of the gods intervening to get them out of a jam, and even back then it pissed off the ancient Greeks so much that they invented machinery just so they would have a term to use to complain about it.
It doesn’t have to just be good things either – tragedy can break your suspension of disbelief too. There are a lot of tearjerkers about somebody battling an incurable disease, and we’re okay with that, because that’s what the story is about. On the other hand, if somebody spontaneously develops such a disease in the middle of a story without any prior warning, audiences will consider it cop-out. Why? In real life, people can get sick at any time, so why NOT when it’s convenient for the plot?
Because “convenient” is enough to break the reality of the fiction.
Pictured: Convenience
The rule is basically this: major life-changing events (either good or bad) either have to happen at the beginning of the story or be the consequences of the actions in the story, but they cannot happen randomly in the middle or end of the story or the audience won’t stand for it.
The one exception here – and even this one is iffy sometimes – is when you’ve got a long-running serialized story like a television or comic book series. When you’re following characters for years at a time, eventually a random event will occur, and the audience will be a bit more accepting of it. For example, the death of Marshall’s father in the series How I Met Your Mother came out of nowhere, but that episode is considered one of the most powerful, emotionally-resonant moments of the entire series. It’s something that hits the audience hard, forcing us to process the grief and pain of the character along with him. (The story goes that actor Jason Siegel didn’t know what the end of that episode was going to be until they filmed it, so when Allyson Hannigan delivers her line, telling him that his father died, his response is entirely genuine and his final line was a perfect ad-lib: “I’m not ready for this.)
People cried just as hard for the finale, but for…different reasons.
In a comedy, suspension of disbelief is allowed to go even farther. In a farce like The Naked Gun, for example, things routinely happen that make it feel more like you’re watching a cartoon than a live-action film, and the audience is perfectly satisfied. Nobody complained in the end of Mel Brooks’s Blazing Saddles when Hedley Lamarr bought a ticket to a movie theater showing…Blazing Saddles. And Mystery Science Theater 3000 even wove the concept of Suspension of Disbelief into its THEME SONG: “If you’re wondering how he eats and breathes and other science facts, just repeat to yourself, ‘It’s just a show, I should really just relax’.”
Lalala
On the other hand, if that disbelief is suspended too long, there’s a temptation to try to work things into the story to justify the extraordinary. For instance, for decades there was a running commentary about how Clark Kent’s glasses wouldn’t fool anybody and that everyone would quickly realize he’s Superman. Eventually, the writers felt that it needed to be addressed to maintain the suspension of disbelief. Some writers said that he slouches as “Clark,” or changes his voice and mannerisms. Sometimes they actually have him attend acting classes specifically to learn how to do this. Sometimes the lenses are made out of special glass (usually from the ship that brought him from Krypton) that either changes the color of his eyes or – in the most extreme case – has a hypnotic effect on the people who look at him, making them see a different face. James Gunn even alluded to that in his movie, although a lot of people thought it was just a typical Gunnian joke, not realizing it was a legitimate piece of comic book lore.
I love it when intergalactic spacecraft crashes to Earth and the shattered remains of the windshield have two pieces that perfectly correspond to my frames.
We don’t read or watch fiction – for the most part – looking for ordinary things. We want to follow the adventures of extraordinary people or, at the very least, ordinary people in extraordinary situations. Stephen King fans (this is me raising my hand in the back of the room) will tell you that’s his great strength: the ability to create a realistic character and then show how they respond to circumstances that no realistic character could possibly have prepared themself for. And to be fair, a certain amount of analysis and nit-picking is acceptable when you’re discussing great works of fiction (or even awful works of fiction).
But eventually, when somebody online says something like, “Why don’t people in Gotham City ever realize that Bruce Wayne is the only one with the money to be Batman?” The proper response is simply, “Because the story wouldn’t work otherwise, so just get over it.”
Blake M. Petit is a writer, teacher, and dad from Ama, Louisiana. His most recent writing project is the superhero adventure series Other People’s Heroes: Little Stars, volume one of which is now available on Amazon. You can subscribe to his newsletter by clicking right here. He’s also started putting his LitReel videos on TikTok. He, too, would like to wear hypno-glasses, but in his case he would just use it to make his students see him as Yoda.
After taking last week relatively easy, and after the kind of floperoo that Parody Week turned out to be, I decided I wanted to do something a little more fun this week. So I looked through my list of potential topics and decided it was time for SUPERMAN’S STRANGEST TEAM-UPS. You’re not gonna see him partnering with Batman or the Justice League here, guys. I’m not even counting inter-company crossovers like when he met the Fantastic Four or the Savage Dragon. No, this week we’re going to focus on a few team-ups Superman has had with characters (and sometimes real people, as you’ll see) that an outside observer would think is totally bizarre. And the fun part is, they would be right to think so.
Shame he didn’t team up with SuperGIRL. I can see it now: “Hey, nice Kryptonian LAAAA-DYYYY!”
Notes: I’ll kick this off with a comic I bought on eBay a few months ago specifically to use for this week, a book I’ve wanted an excuse to get for years: The Adventures of Jerry Lewis #105. Believe it or not kids, there was a time when being a famous comedian could get you your own comic book, and sometimes those books would last for YEARS. Bob Hope had one, as did Jackie Gleason, Abbott and Costello, and sitcoms like I Love Lucy had long-running comics through publishers like Dell and Charlton. This series specifically began in 1952 as The Adventures of Dean Martin and Jerry Lewis, but dropped Deano from the book in 1957 after the comedy duo broke up. Jerry held solo reign over the title for over a decade before it finally ended in 1971.
Anyway, in this issue Jerry is watching TV with his nephew Renfrew and their friend Witch Kraft (it was the 60s, I dunno) where they see a report of Superman fighting a giant space monster – a fight that has been dragging on for THREE DAYS. Superman finally defeats the beast, which turns out to be a robot. What he doesn’t know is that the robot was built by his old pal Lex Luthor, and when it was destroyed, it saturated Superman’s costume with a low level of Kryptonite dust that immediately begins to neutralize his powers. Back at the Daily Planet, Clark gets a new assignment – a feature on the danger of certain young people, and he’s sent to investigate one Renfrew Lewis. At the Lewis house, Clark gets progressively weaker, succumbing to various pranks of Renfrew that would normally be no problem. Finally, he gets soaked with water, prompting him to borrow an ill-fitting outfit from Jerry while his own clothes dry off. Luthor, meanwhile, tracks his Kryptonite to Jerry’s house, where Jerry has just discovered Clark’s Superman costume in the laundry and puts it on because…well, I guess because that’s what happens on the cover.
The story is completely absurd, of course. Jerry Lewis was a comedy legend, but he had a very specific persona. Especially in the early part of his career, he would always play a naive young man whose good nature couldn’t overcome his dimwittedness, spiraling him into one ridiculous situation after another. His comic book persona clearly borrowed that characterization, as that’s exactly what happens to him not only in this issue, but in probably every issue of this title that lasted, in its two incarnations, nearly twenty years. And honestly the fact that Jerry (the character) is both dim and nice is probably the only reason that Superman’s secret identity is maintained in this absurd comic. Although none of that explains why Luthor – who would certainly proclaim himself to be Earth’s smartest man – isn’t smart enough to put two and two together when he encounters Clark Kent and Jerry Lewis, the latter of whom is wearing Superman’s ill-fitting costume – only minutes before the real Superman shows up to put him away.
As silly as this story is, I really did enjoy it. It’s got the same sort of bizarre brand of comedy as certain strains of Archie Comics, or some of DC’s own Silver Age titles like Stanley and His Monster. I haven’t got the slightest idea who owns the rights to books like this anymore (is it the Jerry Lewis estate? The copyright information in the indicia only indicates National Periodical Publications), but I would love it if they could put together some collections of comics like this or their Bob Hope series, or even make them available digitally. I’d love to read more without having to pay eBay prices to track them down one at a time.
Thur., July 31
Comics: Captain Carrot and His Amazing Zoo Crew #1, DC X Sonic the Hedgehog #5
If I hadn’t included him in Super-Sponsor week, the Kwik Bunny would have followed this issue.
Notes: I’m not gonna lie, half the reason I decided to do this particular theme week was to have an easy excuse to sneak this comic book in. Captain Carrot and His Amazing Zoo Crew is one of my favorite DC Comics of all time, a comedic (but not silly) comic about superhero animals set in a world that feels like it fell out of a cartoon. At this time, DC had a “bonus book” program, where once a month a random title would include a 16-page comic in the center, often used to launch new series. Such was the case with New Teen Titans #16, which featured the first appearance of Captain Carrot. In that bonus book, by Zoo Crew co-creators Roy Thomas and Scott Shaw! (that exclamation point is part of his name, friends), Superman ran across several residents of Metropolis behaving like their primate ancestors. He tracked the disturbance to a strange meteor out near Pluto, but when he tried to stop it, both he and the meteor were punted into a different universe, designated Earth-C, in which the Earth was populated by “funny animals.” Chunks of the meteor fell to Earth, giving powers to several different animals. One of them irradiated a batch of carrots growing in a garden box belonging to cartoonist Roger Rabbit (he later began going by his middle name, Rodney, perhaps due to confusion with a certain OTHER lupine character), who gained incredible power upon munching on the carrot.
The first issue of Captain Carrot and His Amazing Zoo Crew picks up right where the bonus book left off, with Superman and the newly-minted Captain Carrot seeking out the meteor fragments and trying to find a way to Pluto to check it out through some sort of cosmic barrier. As they do so, just as happened back in Metropolis, various people begin reverting to a primitive state, acting not like the civilized animals they are but instead like their beastly ancestors. When Superman is captured, Captain Carrot picks up other animals who were altered by the meteors: the powerful Pig-Iron, mistress of magic Alley-Kat-Abra, turtle speedster Fastback, pliable poultry Rubberduck, and the star-spangled Yankee Poodle. Together they seek out Superman, bound by Kryptonite on Pluto, in the clutches of Starro the Conqueror. Eventually, of course, Starro is conquered and the Zoo Crew decides to stay together to fight the forces of evil on Earth-C.
After striking a somewhat familiar pose.
Superman’s appearance here is almost incidental. The Zoo Crew does most of the heavy lifting, and replacing Superman with Wonder Woman, Captain Marvel, or any number of other heroes would have had negligible impact on the plot. But it’s fitting, in a way, that Superman was the first contact between the two worlds. He was still DC’s flagship character at the time (although Batman would soon overtake him, and Batman just wouldn’t have worked in this setting), and Captain Carrot was clearly his universe’s version of Superman. This would be codified years later during one of DC’s many crisis events (Final Crisis, I think) where it was revealed that EVERY world had an “official” Superman analogue, and in this world it was Captain Carrot.
I’ve written many times before about Roy Thomas and his love for comic book history, with his work on titles such as All-Star Squadron, Young All-Stars, Secret Origins, and the Elseworlds comic Superman: War of the Worlds. This one is a little off the beaten path for him, but even here, he couldn’t resist bringing in some DC lore. The first Zoo Crew recruit, Pig-Iron, is secretly Peter Porkchops, once the star of a series of DC’s funny animal comics from the 40s and 50s. Thomas and Shaw would go on to establish that Earth-C was actually the location of all of DC’s old funny animal comics, bringing in characters like the Dodo and the Frog, the Three Mousekteers, and their superhero turtle the Terrific Whatzit from the Golden Age, who turned out to be Fastback’s uncle.
The series lasted for 20 issues, with a three-issue miniseries in which the Zoo Crew travelled to Oz and Wonderland, then they went into limbo for a few decades. They’re back now, appearing periodically, and Captain Carrot specifically is a member of the multiversal Justice League Incarnate. But I’ll never stop pushing for a full-on revival of this delightfully offbeat comic.
“In yo’ heeeeead! In Darkseid’s heeeee-eee-eeaaaad!”
Speaking of strange team-ups, this week also brings us the last issue of DC X Sonic the Hedgehog. With the two teams reunited on the DC Earth, they’ve got to assemble to chaos emeralds to take the fight to Darkseid. I’m not going to claim there’s anything truly shocking in this issue. The story plays out pretty much exactly as one would expect, right up to the last page sequel hook which may or may not ever be picked up on, probably based on how well this miniseries sells. But it was still a fun little excursion. It was genuinely hopeful and upbeat, without any of the usual nonsense of the heroes of two worlds fighting each other just because that’s what’s supposed to happen in crossover events. (As much as I’m looking forward to Deadpool/Batman in a couple of months, you know that’s exactly what’s going to happen.) This was just…fun.
And it’s okay to just be fun sometimes.
Fri., Aug. 1
TV Episode: I Love Lucy Season 6, Episode 13, “Lucy and Superman”
“Lucy, you REALLY got some ‘splainin’ to do!”
Notes: Regular readers of my blog know about my deep, abiding love for I Love Lucy. I think it’s one of the greatest sitcoms in the history of the medium and that Lucille Ball was a comedy genius the likes of which we have not seen since. And if you know I Love Lucy, then it’s probably no surprise that one of my favorite episodes was the sixth season episode in which Lucy meets Superman.
The episode begins with Lucy’s husband Ricky and their son, Little Ricky, watching The Adventures of Superman on TV. Little Ricky, with the innocence of a child who doesn’t actually have to pay for anything, asks if Superman can come to his birthday party that Saturday. Although Lucy lets him down easily, when they find out later that their frenemies the Applebys are planning to have their son’s party on the same day, the parents enter a cold war over throwing a party that will lure the childrens’ shared friend group to one party over the other. Lucy plies Ricky to try to get Superman – who he met in Hollywood – to come to Ricky’s party after all, quickly luring away all of the children, even little Stevie Appleby. As usually happens with Lucy’s schemes, though, things go awry. Ricky tells him Superman can’t make it, leading to Lucy donning a Superman costume and trying to get into the apartment from the ledge, only to get stuck outside in the rain when Superman shows up after all.
The Lucy writers played a neat little trick in this episode. Although the show frequently had celebrity guest stars appearing as themselves (everyone from John Wayne to Harpo Marx), they never ONCE refer to Superman as “George Reeves.” He’s just Superman. Although from an adult perspective, it seems a little odd that they never say his real name, even when the kids aren’t in the room, from a meta point of view it’s obvious that the entire episode is constructed in such a way to preserve the mystique of Superman for any children who happen to be watching. Reeves never appears as “himself,” only on TV as Superman and then again in the last scene in-costume, where he does his trademark leap through the window (in this case, the one that separates the Ricardos’ kitchen and living room) to make his glorious entrance. When Lucy gets stuck on the ledge, Superman is the one who climbs out to rescue her. Even the classic last line of the episode has the same sort of wit and charm that Reeves always brought to his performance: when out on the ledge, Ricky comments on the 15 years of crazy stunts Lucy has pulled. Reeves says, “You mean to say that you’ve been married to her for 15 years?” When Ricky replies in the affirmative, Reeves shoots back, “And they call me Superman!”
It’s a wonderful, charming episode of a charming show, and one that can be enjoyed on two levels. If you want, then you can consider this just your average episode of I Love Lucy with a famous guest. But if you’d prefer, you can accept the episode on face value and decide that Lucy takes place in the same universe as The Adventures of Superman TV show, and it wasn’t Reeves at all, but the real Man of Steel.
That doesn’t quite explain why he’s got his own TV show in-universe, but do I have to figure out everything myself?
Sat. Aug. 2
Comic Books: Multiversus: Collision Detected #1-6
“Jinkies!”
Notes: While not a Superman starring vehicle like most of my other choices this week, he played a big part in this fun six-issue miniseries based on the short-lived video game, which combined characters from dozens of Warner Bros IPs including the DC Universe, Looney Tunes, Hanna-Barbera cartoons, Cartoon Network, The Matrix, The Wizard of Oz, Game of Thrones, The Neverending Story, and probably others I’m forgetting. I don’t play video games, friends. It’s not a judgment thing, I’m not trying to claim some sort of moral high ground or anything, I’d just rather spend my time with a movie, TV show, or book. I do, however, enjoy a good crossover, so when the miniseries based on the game was announced I knew I was going to read it, despite knowing absolutely nothing about the game.
The story begins with Superman, Batman, and Wonder Woman each having dreams that culminate in the vision of strange hieroglyphs: a rabbit, a witch, and a child bearing a star. Their investigation leads them to Avia Free, daughter of Mr. Miracle and Big Barda. When they arrive, though, the find that Avia already has another visitor: Bugs Bunny. After a particularly hilarious sequence of Batman trying – and failing – to interrogate Bugs, Avia shows them a video game system she modified to investigate some strange readings from behind the Source Wall just as a portal appears, spilling inhabitants of other dimensions into our own. The Flash, for instance, encounters Scooby-Doo and Shaggy having thwarted Condiment King’s effort to rob a Big Belly Burger and taking their reward in a mountain of food. Wonder Woman is attacked by an army of Winged Gorillas under the control of Grodd who, himself, has fallen under control of the Wicked Witch of the West. Superman finds Steven Universe and Garnet fighting Livewire and the Parasite in Metropolis, just as a Skullship appears in the sky – not a Brainiac ship, but one in the spitting image of Rick Sanchez, loaded with robotic simulacrum of Finn the Human, Jake, and Tom and Jerry.
As the Justice League begins containing the incursions from other universes – hero and villain alike – Batman manages to track down the truth. An entity called the Devoid, under duress from an even more powerful force called the Nothing, is forcing the multiversal travellers to fight in a tournament to protect their respective home universes. (I assume this is, in broad strokes, the story behind the video game.) Batman hatches a plan to return the fight to the Devoid, saving all of the endangered universes simultaneously, but there’s a little problem. To do this, he needs to find the final lost fighter – the Reindog – who is currently being coddled by Harley Quinn and targeted by her nasty ex, the Joker. They collect him from Gotham City, but Steven is wounded in battle. When Reindog heals him, it sends out a signal that leads the Devoid to Earth, where it takes over Avia and attacks. In exchange for freeing Avia, the assembled heroes agree to allow Devoid to take them to fight in the tournament. After they are swept away, though, the heroes reappear, revealing that Steven invented a device that would pluck tiny pieces of each of the heroes from throughout the multiverse and assemble them into a new version to join the tournament.
I love stories like this. It reminds me of being a kid, when you would throw all your different toys together in one box and act out some epic battle despite the fact that these characters don’t really have any business being together. I also like the way Bryan Q. Miller handles the Super-characters. It’s not his first go-round: he’s written, among other things, the Smallville sequel comics, and he has a nice handle on Lois and Clark. There’s a nice bit towards the beginning where she casually teases him for doing things the hard way when the age of technology should make it a little harder to track down the glyph from his dreams. And bonus points go to artist Jon Sommariva and colorist Matt Herms for dressing her in her signature outfit from Superman: The Animated Series, even though this isn’t “that” Lois. Miller also uses the differences in the respective universes to his advantage. For example, there’s a funny bit where Bugs, Scooby, Shaggy, and Steven Universe are shocked by the foul mouth (censored as it is) of the Rick-infected Brainiac.
It’s interesting, by the way, that although it is very obviously Rick Sanchez who’s riding in Brainiac’s skull, he is never mentioned by name in the story, and only appears in his “true” form in a few shots on Brainiac’s monitors. I assume that was a limitation imposed by the fact that Oni Press, not DC Comics, has the rights to the Rick and Morty comics, but it’s still kind of funny.
The story ends, as comics like this one often do, with a bit of a sequel hook, but considering that the game flopped and has been discontinued, it seems unlikely that we’ll ever get to see what happens next. I content myself in the knowledge that the comic is essentially a prequel to the game and that, if you beat the Devoid and the Nothing in the game itself, you can consider it the canonical ending of the story. And I hope that we see Miller writing more comics like this. He’s got a flair for it.
Sun. Aug. 3
Comic Book: Action Comics #421
“I yam what I yam…a legally-distinct creation that is not subject to a copyright infringement suit by King Features Syndicate!”
Notes: Today we’re going to take a look at one of my favorite lesser-known Superman team-ups, the time he met Popeye.
Kinda.
In Action Comics #421, Superman’s pal Billy Anders (a semi-recurring character from the period) tells him about his recent encounter with Captain Horatio Strong. Strong is a salty sailor who has found a mysterious seaweed that, upon consumption, gives him incredible strength. When Billy tells Superman that Strong is one of his biggest fans, he agrees to arrange a meet-up. Meanwhile, A food corporation tries to buy the rights to Strong’s seaweed, “Sauncha,” but he refuses. He willingly gives a sample over to his idol, Superman, when Billy arranges a visit, but quickly realizes his visitor is a disguised spy for the food corporation wearing one of those remarkably lifelike rubber masks that were so ubiquitous in comics at the time. Superman and Captain Strong wind up duking it out when Strong vows to destroy the crooked company that tried to cheat him, and when he runs out of Sauncha, Superman tracks him to a spot in the ocean where he harvests it. When the Sauncha power runs out, Strong is nearly killed, but Superman whisks him to the hospital. As he recovers, he is ashamed of his actions, but Superman kindly tells him that it wasn’t his fault – he was under the influence of the plant, which Superman has identified as an alien species that must have fallen to Earth. Captain Strong promises to stick to good old Earth food from now on.
I first read this story in Best of DC Digest #48, in an issue that reprinted assorted Superman team-ups, and it’s long been a favorite of mine. Even as a kid, I immediately picked up on the fact that they were trying to emulate Popeye, and when Strong’s wife and best friend (obvious dopplegangers for Olive Oyl and Wimpy) showed up in later issues, it was like confirmation. What I didn’t realize as a kid was that Cary Bates had whipped up a Popeye expy to tell a story that was a metaphor for drug addiction. I guess it did the trick – I’ve never done any drugs, nor had any desire to. So Cary Bates and Captain Strong, thanks for teaching me the important lesson that using illicit substances will cause me to throw telephone booths and people and start fights with those I admire the most.
Seriously, I always thought Captain Strong was a fun character, and it’s a shame that he made only a handful of appearances over the next decade before fading into obscurity. He came back in 2015, gently being mocked (as was everything else) in Jimmy Palmiotti and Amanda Conner’s Harley Quinn series. I guess I understand – there’s not much call in modern comics for a character whose only reason to exist is to poke a little fun at Popeye. But I still have a warm place in my heart for Captain Horatio Strong. And although the similarities are superficial, I’ve always wondered if Strong was used as a bit of inspiration for one of my favorite characters of the Triangle Era, loveable lout “Bibbo” Bibbowski.
Mon. Aug. 4
Comic Books: Superman and Bugs Bunny #1-4
“What’s up, Clark?”
Notes: When I started this little project, I didn’t expect the Looney Tunes to turn up quite as often as they have, but between this and parody week, I’ve actually seen quite a bit of them lately. But let’s look at the 2000 miniseries by Mark Evanier, Joe Staton, Tom Palmer, and Mike DeCarlo. Even though Superman’s name is in the title of this one, like Multiversus, it’s more of an ensemble piece, featuring the entire Justice League. The chaos begins when Superman gets a visit from his old pal Mr. Mxyzptlk and, as usual, has to trick him into saying his name backward to send him home. At the same time, in another world, Bugs Bunny and Elmer Fudd encounter the Do-Do, an early and mostly forgotten Looney Tunes character from another world called Wackyland. Bugs deliberately borrows a trick from the pages of his favorite comic book publisher and tricks the Do-Do into saying Od-Od, banishing him at the same time that Myxyzptlk vanishes from Earth. The two cosmic tricksters collide in the place between worlds and decide to join forces and cause a little chaos by sending the Looney Tunes to Earth.
On the moon, Green Lantern finds Marvin the Martian planning to destroy the Earth (again). Flash races Speedy Gonzales through the desert, Plastic Man disguises himself as a cat only to fall afoul of the affection of Pepe LePew, and in Gotham City, Batman finds a very different Penguin than the one he expected. Myzptylk amps up the chaos by giving Elmer Fudd Superman’s powers (and costume), and poor Green Arrow is stuck with a singing, dancing Michigan J. Frog that doesn’t seem to want to perform for anybody else.
Mxy and the Do-Do find their relationship strained, the machine they’re using to toy with the heroes destroyed and forcing them all together. The Tunes are made honorary member of the Justice League (because why not?) just as the Do-Do turns on his partner, bringing about a – ya gotta say it – “Cwisis on Infinite Earths!”
Mark Evanier was absolutely the best choice to write this bizarre little crossover. As a writer in both comic books (perhaps best known as co-writer of Sergio Aragones’ Groo the Wanderer) and in animation (such as the original and excellent Garfield and Friends cartoon), he had the right sensibility to bring these two worlds together. It’s interesting that he chose to have both the Justice League and the Looney Tunes be fictional characters in the others’ universe. Bugs and Foghorn Leghorn read Action Comics, and every member of the League recognizes their cartoon co-stars the second they see them. It nicely sidesteps the usual introductions, although if the Leaguers have all watched the Looney Tunes (as well they should have) it should kind of make you question their judgment when they include the likes of Yosemite Sam and Elmer Fudd into the ranks of the honorary Leaguers.
I also give Evanier credit for diving into the archives of the Looney Tunes for this. He didn’t just bring out the A-listers like Bugs and Daffy – we get appearances by everyone from Pete Puma to the Goofy Gophers Mac and Tosh, and he keeps them all in character. He’s not quite as adept with the Justice League, writing them more like they would have been in the Silver Age than when this book was published in 2000. Things like Green Arrow’s panic over nobody believing his story about a singing frog don’t quite fit (especially since, as it should be noted, this was the less-emotive Connor Hawke version of Green Arrow rather than Oliver Queen). But you can accept these things are being part of the overlap with the land of the Looney.
Joe Staton’s layouts keep everything consistent, and using finishing team of Tom Palmer (handling the DC Universe and characters) and Mike DeCarlo (on the Looney Tunes) makes it all look nice, clean, and like these characters fit in a world together.
I’ve always liked this miniseries. It’s not a masterpiece, but it’s fun. And it helped inspire a series of DC one-shots a few years ago in which they met Looney Tunes and Hanna-Barbera characters, although those were part of a line that reimagined the cartoon characters in a more “serious” vein. Some of those specials worked better than others. I particularly liked seeing the Super-Sons meet Blue Falcon and Dynomut, and having Booster Gold encounter the Flintstones was a treat. Pretty much everyone agrees that the gem of those books was the Batman/Elmer Fudd special. But the shocking thing? No books featuring Superman.
What a waste of potential. At least we’ve got the OG.
Tues., Aug. 5
Comic Books: All-New Collectors’ Edition #56 (aka Superman Vs. Muhammed Ali)
Float like a Kryptonian, sting like heat vision!
Notes: The year was 1978. Jimmy Carter was elected president, Christopher Reeve was wearing the Superman costume, and we were still 26 years from the birth of America’s sweetheart Justin Bieber. And this was the year that brought us one of Superman’s most legendary and unexpected crossover events: a giant-sized special that saw him face off against “the Greatest,” Muhammad Ali.
Lois, Clark, and Jimmy are walking through Metropolis when they happen to stumble upon Muhammad Ali playing pick-up basketball with a group of school kids. As Lois approaches him for an interview, they are interrupted by the sudden appearance of an alien (you know, like you do) who summarily shoves Lois aside. Ali leaps to her defense as Clark ducks off to change his clothes, then follows the alien’s trail to an orbiting armada of spacecraft that…frankly…even in 1978 it’s kind of hard to believe nobody noticed them before. The alien identifies his race as the Scrubb, a warlike society who has come to Earth to pit our greatest champion against their own. Amusingly, Superman and Ali each presume the alien is talking about himself, and after a demonstration of their power, the Scrubb declares that the role of Earth’s champion will be decided in a match between the two of them, with Superman’s powers removed to make it fair – and if they refuse, the Scrubb promise to destroy the Earth itself.
Superman takes Ali to his Fortress of Solitude, where he creates a special ring to train: a time disruptor that can stretch their 24 hours to about two months, and a red sun lamp to remove Superman’s powers, giving the Greatest of All Time the time he needs to teach Superman how to box. The Scrubb catch wise, though, and disrupt the training after only two relative weeks, taking Superman and Ali into space where their bout will be broadcast across the universe. The fight is brutal, and Superman’s unfinished training makes him no match for his opponent…but still, the Man of Steel may be beaten and bloody, but refuses to fall down until the judges call the fight for Ali. As he is returned to Earth so the yellow sun may heal him, Ali prepares for his battle against the Scrubb’s champion, a gigantic brute called Hun’ya. To everyone’s shock (maybe even the writer, it’s so random) an angelic being appears in the ring demanding to act as moderator of the contest. The being appears differently to each species – to the humans she is the Greek Goddess of Wisdom, Pallas Athene. As the match begins, Ali’s cornerman Bundini Brown infiltrates the Scrubb command center, revealing himself as Superman in disguise. Impersonating the Scrubb Emperor, Superman orders the armada away from Earth, then catches a ride back to the yellow sun system to take it out as Ali defeats Hun’ya. The Emperor plans to turn back to destroy Earth anyway, but Hun’ya himself – disgusted by his lack of honor – defeats the Emperor.
The epic team of Dennis O’Neil and Neal Adams are the ones who put this special together, and honestly, nobody else could have done it. Adams did a note-perfect version of Ali in this book, creating a character who is immediately recognizable as the boxer while, at the same time, still looking like he belongs in this DC Universe. It helps that Adams’ natural style lends itself to more realistic visuals than a lot of other artists of the era, making the combinations seamless. The story is kind of wild, and really over the top, but what else would you want? There are some odd moments, of course – the deity that calls itself Athene lends absolutely nothing to the plot, and the book ends with Ali revealing to Superman that he’s figured out he’s really Clark Kent due to a slip of the tongue Superman had made much earlier in the story. Is there any particular reason for that? Absolutely not. But it also doesn’t hurt the story, and it feels like the kind of thing that Muhammad Ali would have insisted upon, so I can deal with it.
The funny thing about this one, I think, is that the story itself (wild as it may be) probably isn’t as well known as Adams’ incredible cover. It’s one of those covers that has become a classic, frequently targeted for swipes by other artists, and you can’t blame them. It’s so rich and detailed as to defy belief, with dozens of DC characters and real-world figures alike appearing in the audience to watch the Superman Vs. Ali fight. It’s so in-depth that the deluxe edition of the book includes a guide to help you identify everybody who appears on the cover. It’s the kind of attention to detail that the likes of Alex Ross grew up on and decided to emulate in his own career.
This is, frankly, an insane book. And it’s a classic for a reason.
Here we are, friends, August 1, and according to everybody on the Internet that means one thing: it’s Halloween.
Here we go, the perfect August.
Granted, October 31st is a full three months away, but it only takes a brief glance at social media to see that people have already begun preparing for it. Plans are being made, movie marathons are being scheduled, decorations are going up, and Spirit Halloween Stores are about to open their doors for the year. I’m not exactly sure when it happened, but a large percentage of the online space has decided August 1 is the date at which this sort of activity becomes acceptable.
It drives some people crazy. It’s part of “holiday creep.” It’s bad enough, they will cry, that stores start pushing Christmas in October – is Halloween in August really necessary? And the answer, strictly speaking, is probably “no.” We’re talking about entertainment, after all, and entertainment is virtually never “necessary.” But here’s the thing guys: it may not be necessary, but that doesn’t mean it isn’t welcomed or desired. When I say it’s not “necessary” to put out Halloween decorations in August, what I mean is that the decorations SPECIFICALLY are not necessary…but they do meet a need. They fill something in the person who is doing it, they make them smile a little bit, make them feel better. It is, as much as I hate the term, a form of “self-care,” to immerse yourself in those things that make you feel good. And while it could theoretically be something else other than hanging that scarecrow wreath on your front door, why is it bad if it IS?
The same, of course, goes for starting Christmas in early November or people in the New Orleans area who are ready to put out Mardi Gras decorations on Dec. 26. It seems early if it’s not something you’re into, sure, but for those people who want these kinds of things, it’s not early at all. In fact, if you really love a certain holiday, there’s often no such thing as too early.
It worked for Tim Burton.
Let’s talk about August Halloween specifically. Why has this become the thing that people are latching on to? Well, to be blunt, August kind of sucks. It’s ridiculously hot outside. School is starting up again, which students of course equate with a loss of freedom. The best summer movies have already come out, so there’s not much reason to get hyped for the box office (although this year, the new Naked Gun reboot looks surprisingly good). And there aren’t even any holidays coming up soon to get excited about. That’s one of the best things about major holidays, after all, the anticipation. Buying gifts for Christmas, planning the meal on Thanksgiving, and watching scary movies in the run-up to Halloween are all primary seasonal activities that cannot be restricted to a single day. And for the people who love these holidays, we wouldn’t WANT them to be.
August, however, has nothing like that to offer. Once the Fourth of July has passed, the next holiday doesn’t come until Labor Day in September, and even then it’s not the kind of holiday that eats up an entire season. For most people it’s just a three-day weekend – we’ll take it, but it’s not something that will keep us going for months. I’ve tried to solve this problem, friends. More than once I’ve offered up my birthday (August 25) to members of Congress for use as a national holiday to help break up the seasonal doldrums by starting new traditions like eating pizza while watching Star Trek and making charitable donations in the form of purchasing hundreds of copies of my books to give to libraries, schools, hospitals, or your loved ones. But apparently this plan is – in the words of a certain Congresswoman from the southwest who shall remain nameless – “ridiculous” and “grounds for an FBI investigation if you keep calling my private number, how did you get it anyway?” So until they get their act together, I think early Halloween is our best bet.
There is an irony, I think, in that many of the people who love early Halloween are also the people who reject early Christmas. Some of the REALLY hardcore Halloween fans – the ones who enjoy “extreme” haunted houses and particularly dark horror movies – are likely not the type who are also into elves, reindeer, or (oddly enough) pumpkin spice lattes. I think there’s more overlap among the people who prefer their Halloween to be family-friendly. If your decorations include stuff from Disney’s Haunted Mansion or a Minion dressed up like Dracula, you’re more likely to be the sort who switches to a Santa inflatable on November 1.
There are two kinds of people.
Regardless of which type of Halloween fan someone might be, though, there’s something important that detractors need to remember: it doesn’t hurt you, so let people be. It always amazes me how many people need to be reminded of this simple principle. Look, I get it – “Spooky Season” being extended to the middle of (meteorological) summer has been elevated to a kind of meme status, and like any meme, if it’s overused it can get kind of annoying. But nobody is forcing you to participate. You don’t have to put out a Jack O’Lantern if you don’t want to, and nobody will think less of you if you keep that banner with the sun with a smiley face basking down over the beach until September. But by the same token, it doesn’t do YOU any harm when the guy next door is out on his lawn in 105 degree heat trying to figure out how best to position his 12-foot skeleton from Home Depot.
At this price, it’s irresponsible NOT to buy one.
For me, it all goes back to the idea of having something to look forward to. Day to day life, even if you’re the type of person who has a job they love to go to in the morning or one of those weirdos who actually enjoys spending time with their family, can get monotonous. There’s an important psychological need that is fulfilled by having something to look forward to, and things like holidays are a good way to scratch that itch. It gives you a reason to get excited, even if that reason is something as silly as deciding when to add “Monster Mash” to your Spotify playlist.
For example, my son informed his mother and I a few weeks ago that this year he intends to be Superman for Halloween. I don’t need to tell you that this is something I – as a parent – have been hoping to hear my child say from the day Erin informed me that she was pregnant. I am already imagining helping Eddie pick out his costume, dressing him up, taking so many pictures that I may need to purchase a new external hard drive for my computer, and maybe even putting on the Superman long pajamas he and Erin gave me for Father’s Day to accompany them. In fact, the only reason I haven’t ordered him a costume already is because the kid grows faster than a Chia Pet and I’m afraid of him outgrowing any costume if I buy it too early. Something tells me, though, that once we get closer to the date, such costumes will not be in short supply.
The new face of Halloween.
We all cope with the world in different ways, and as long as doing so doesn’t harm anybody else, there’s nothing wrong with that. And no, “forcing” you to see somebody’s Casper the Friendly Ghost cutout before Labor Day doesn’t count. For those of you who aren’t into it, just relax. Spooky Season will be over far too soon for a lot of us.
For those of us who DO celebrate, buckle up. We’ve only got until the end of October, so let’s dig in and have some freaky fun while we can.
Blake M. Petit is a writer, teacher, and dad from Ama, Louisiana. His most recent writing project is the superhero adventure series Other People’s Heroes: Little Stars, volume one of which is now available on Amazon. You can subscribe to his newsletter by clicking right here. He’s also started putting his LitReel videos on TikTok. He’s already made a chart of which movies he’s going to watch this year. He knows he won’t make it through half of them.
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