I always liked this page from Frank Miller & Lynn Varley’s Dark Knight Strikes Again. It’s more for the dialogue than anything else, though Miller’s formless, chunky Batman is a great take on the character’s design. But: “Thanagarians do not believe in fate. We do not believe that anything is beyond the power of mind and bone and muscle and will. I do not accept these deaths. I do not accept this crime.”
I really dig that bit, despite the hardcore Ayn Randiness of it. I like how it perfectly sketches that character out, giving him a moral immovability that’s also present in characters like Rorshach.
I like the directness of it, but I know that this sort of doctrine really only works in comics, where you can “avenge” someone’s death and have that be an actual ending/provide closure. Real life doesn’t work like that. There are a lot of things that will bow to the power of mind and bone and muscle and will, but then there are greater things that will never bow. You can’t pull yourself up by your bootstraps if you’re too poor to afford boots, right?
I hadn’t realized it before now, but Hawkboy discusses his life as if it were a conflict, an Us vs Them. There is something To Be Triumphed Over, which ain’t necessarily the best way to look at the world. (Despite my love for “there’s a war going on outside no man is safe from” and “black like my granddaddy lawn chair/ he never got no time to chill there/ ‘cause this life is warfare, warfare,” that is.) But it works for the character and the story.
"I do not accept these deaths. I do not accept this crime."
Batman is line one. Judge Dredd is line two.
Matt Fraction on drama of ‘Satellite Sam,’ comedy of ‘Sex Criminals’
Also with new SEX CRIMINALS pages and SATELLITE SAM pages, general buffoonery, hijinx
(OF NOTE: the above page features my favorite eldergag: the poster for WOLF II: WOLVES)
Her feet not touching the ground! Comics~! <3
Daddy, what did you do in the Britpop Wars?
It took too long. It is too long. But at least it’s up.
Unquestionably the Popular entry I’ve looked forward to most since first starting to read the series.
I had the NME cover on the wall. Shame. There is only shame.
Saddest Thing Ever: I tracked down the single CD in 05 or 06 during the height of my Britpop kick.
To this day, it remains the only single I own out of weird, dumb, too-late symbolism, not genuine enjoyment of the track in question.
From Richard Stark’s The Damsel. (via iamdavidbrothers)
There’s a lot to like about PA, but producing professional criminals Alan Grofield and Jim Steranko might be my favorite thing.