Showing posts with label chip zdarsky. Show all posts
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Monday, August 30, 2021

What I Bought 8/27/2021 - Part 1

Last Friday I managed to get all the books I hadn't so far for this month, plus a couple from last month I hadn't managed to pick up. It's a mixed bag, some good, some that we'll have to wait and see, some I shouldn't have picked up. So let's start with the last category first!

Yuki vs. Panda #3, by Graham Misiurak (writer), A.L. Jones (artist/letterer) - The rare and cunning Box Panda, lethal ambush predator.

Yuki and her friends make it to school, where the principal is both excited at the possibility of Yuki winning trophies for the school, and terrified about "Coach Sayjack". OK, Double Dare reference, fair enough. But there's a distraction to Yuki in the form of cute boy new student Zach Slater. OK, Saved by the Bell reference, less encouraging. Meanwhile, the panda returns to its temporary dwelling beneath a bridge to find hoodlums wrecking his shit, including his bamboo plant Lucy. So the panda whoops their butts. Finally, some violence! Then the final page cuts away to some mysterious masked figure with antlers who has seen something concerning.

Here's the thing. I bought this on the promise of the panda fighting or otherwise attempting to take revenge on the girl that hurt it. Instead, we're getting nearly blind (I think) Jewish teachers who talk about how the War of 1812 is correlated to Onyx's debut album Bacdafucup, and angsty teen romance. Also, I'm almost certain "putz" is not spelled "puts." But OK fine, setting the parameters of the fictional universe, and I'm sure the creepy janitor perving on high school girls, and the high school girl with the tarantula in her locker will both be important to the plot at some point, but it's not what I'm here for. 

Also, they've now explained the panda can move around in public because it somehow looks like an old man to everyone else. Actually, they didn't explain it so much as there was one panel from the perspective of the hoodlums where the panda is clearly an old man. At least we can say Misiurak and Jones aren't holding the reader's hands.

The brief fight was enjoyable, and there were a couple of panels that were funny. And the story might get somewhere interesting eventually, but I won't be there if it does.

Batman: Urban Legends #5, by (deep breath) Chip Zdarsky (writer), Eddy Barrows, Eber Ferreira, Diogenes Neves and Marcus To (artists), Adriano Lucas (colorist), Becca Carey (letterer) "Cheer"; Marguerite Bennett (writer), Sweeny Boo (artist), Marissa Louise (colorist), Becca Carey (letterer) "Wildcard"; Meghan Fitzpatrick (writer), Belen Ortega (aritst), Alejandro Sanchez (colorist), Pat Brousseau (letterer) "Sum of Our Parts"; Matthew Rosenberg (writer), Ryan Benjamin (artist), Antonio Fabela (colorist), Saida Temofonte (letterer) "The Long Con" - Yes, I know. Terrible idea to buy an oversized comic of four stories based on the presence of one story, even at the somewhat reduced price I got this at, but here we are.

Let's dispense with the everything I don't care about quickly as possible. Rosenberg and Benjamin have a story about Grifter using Leviathan (ugh) to trick Lucius Fox into granting him access to all of Batman's files so the WildCATS (hangs head) can have them. For only the best of reasons, no doubts. Or the stupidest, given Rosenberg's typical level of writing. Zdarsky and the shitton of artist are on the penultimate chapter of a Batman/Red Hood team-up against some guy who used his wife's research to make a drug that makes people hallucinate stuff that makes them happy. Fitzpatrick and Ortega are on the story that, in its next chapter, reveals Tim Drake is bisexual. Good for him. I mostly noticed his old private school roomie Bernard doesn't look a thing like Pete Woods used to draw him. Assuming I'm remembering correctly, and Bernard was the one with a drinking problem who hid liquor in mouthwash bottles. He's a generic blonde kid now.

Which leaves us with the Batgirl & Spoiler story. They're playing video games, which Cassandra is apparently bad at. Barbara asks them to look into a case she'd been working on, about someone who erases evidence of crimes, but leaves a burning red card. Red card means you're out of the game in soccer, right? They travel to a hurricane ravaged convention center, and find the person. Spoiler immediately attacks her, while Batgirl plugs a flash drive she spots into her suit (?) and learns the young woman was investigating the murder of someone who emigrated here that was covered up. Since the Gotham police are useless as always, the "Wildcard" has left it in the hands of the Bat-family.

It's a weird sensation, to lose track of a couple of characters for a few years, and when you come back around, you don't entirely recognize them. Not so much Spoiler, who still seems reasonably upbeat and energetic, but also impulsive. Batgirl, though? Watching Cassandra Cain call someone else brash and bare-knuckled, while at the same time, pausing to check out a random flash drive is a little strange. Not quite, "Captain America kicking a puppy," but it's definitely unexpected.

I mean, I can make an inference. I'm a fan of serial American comics; we're always willing to do the work to try and explain/excuse stuff like that. No-Prizes and all. It's been a while since I've read anything new with Cassandra in it, so she's had time for growth. Bennett writes her as clearly much more comfortable talking and teasing Stephanie and using phrases like "brain worms". She's even trying to stretch the reference, when she remarks that "bee in your bonnet" is close to "brain worms", a "centipedimeter". I think it's a reach, and feels like Bennett trying too hard to be clever more than anything, but taken at face value, represents major progress for the character in her grasp of the language. So, other aspects of her personality could change as well.

Or, Cass was able to read the woman's body language and understood she wasn't a threat. Although in that event, wouldn't she have made more of an effort to stop Spoiler from attacking?

Boo's art is nice. Very expressive, kind of like a looser version of Amanda Conner's work. It works better in the talking parts than the fighting parts. I don't understand, for example, how Spoiler punches a computer monitor, but ends up with glass in her palm, rather than her knuckles or the back of her hand. But the body language when the two of them are just sitting around teasing each other and playing video games is good. Those first couple of pages were easily my favorite part of the story. Just Steph and Cass, hanging out and being pals.

Friday, May 13, 2016

What I Bought 5/10/2016 - Part 2

Sorry for no post yesterday. Still scrambling. I've got something planned, just couldn't bring it together in time, so expect it tomorrow, hopefully.

Deadpool #10, Gerry Duggan (writer), Matteo Lolli and Iban Coello (artists), Ruth Redmond (colorist), Joe Sabino (letterer) - I don't think Sabretooth would take such good care of his teeth. Unless his healing factor prevents tartar buildup?

Sabretooth tells Wade he killed Wade's parents because he wanted to die and thought Wade could pull it off. Which is bull, and not even good bullshit, but hell, Sabretooth is a dumbass, can't expect much better from him. He refuses to apologize, and Wade refuses to let it go, so there's a civilian-endangering motorcycle chase, which they both stop to rescue endangered civilians. Then Wade sucker-shoots Creed in the face, and we learn how Wade actually intends to kill him. Not by pulling him apart with a semi-trailer, but by making him breathe in the Terrigen Mists, which are, of course, now toxic to mutants.

You know, if Deadpool actually succeeds in killing Sabretooth like this, I will have to apologize to Reed Richards for giving him so much shit about recreating the Marvel Universe as a place where the Mists harm mutants. I can't decide whether it would be worth it to be rid of Sabretooth or not. Damn it, Wade, why couldn't you just cut his head off, then dump his body in an acid-filled coffin and leave it at the bottom of the ocean like Dracula did to you in that Secret Wars mini-series?!

This story is feeling really stretched out. The whole chase sequence, with the widescreen panels, and Wade making a series of fairly lousy attempts (and I mean in general, not just by his standards) at one-liners, only helping to make it seem more padded. Actually, the whole thing with Adsit knowing the truth and Wade not is feeling stretched out. It's been like 24 issues across two volumes, with a stupid 6-month break because of Secret Wars in there to boot. Get the fuck on with it!

In general, this book is not doing a good job of building goodwill with me before it embarks on who knows how many months of Civil War II tie-ins. Let's hope for some sort of excellent payoff in the concluding chapter, which came out this week.

Howard the Duck #6, by Chip Zdarsky and Ryan North (writers), Joe Quinones (penciler, inker, colorist), Joe Rivera and Marc Deering (inkers), Jordan Gibson (colorist), Travis Lanham (letterer and production) - I know, I know, I didn't get the matching cover from Unbeatable Squirrel Girl, and now they won't match. But I just really liked that other cover better.

Howard and Doreen scramble to find a way to defeat the cosplaying lunatic while their other allies buy time by being cannon fodder, basically. Which is the most helpful and least awful thing Hank McCoy has done in at least three years (our time). This results in Howard and Doreen finding a different, DC-themed supersuit, and letting Howard try to fight her with it. He gets beat up, but it buys time for everyone else to regroup and get the drop on her. And that's how Howard gets a cyborg cat, which would mean more if I was buying his book on the reg, but I'm not, so oh well.

I didn't enjoy this as much as the first half. I don't know if that's because this book slanted more towards Zdarsky's sense of humor than North's, or because I just don't care much about Howard the Duck, or if it's just one of those things where I'm more interested in the story early, when there are lots of ways it could go, than I am later, once it narrows down to a specific path. That happens to me a lot with all kinds of fiction. It might have worked better without Kraven, Beast, and Rocket, since they felt largely unnecessary. It was mainly about contrasting Doreen, who is always ready to fight against evil and sure she can win, and Howard, who wants no part of any of this, and apparently finds the whole thing so stupid he keeps screwing up chances to end it faster (like forgetting he had a phone until it was conveniently useless). I was trying to decide why he kept declaring things, "Case closed!" when it wasn't, and the best I could figure was he was trying to come up with an excuse to bail, and hoping everyone else would buy in. Like Shaggy and Scooby barely peeking in one room, declaring they've searched it, then trying to flee.

I actually like Quinones' art better when he doesn't ink himself. Something about how he shades on people's face distracts me. Especially his tendency to give people really prominent, rounded cheeks. It makes their smiles kind of freaky But the pages where either Deering or Rivera are doing the inking, I didn't notice that, so that was nice. The parts of the battle we actually got to see were pretty good. I would have enjoyed more of that, but I get the sense "fight scenes" are not a big part of what Howard the Duck is about. But "Let's Eat Bread and Kick Heads" is a solid battle cry, though.

So neither book lit my world on fire, but maybe Monday's selections will do better.