Showing posts with label Darwyn Cooke. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Darwyn Cooke. Show all posts

Above and Beyond Watchmen

Of all the questions that need to be asked about Before Watchmen, perhaps the most important one is the one that no one really wants to talk about. More important than whether or not DC has the right to publish such a thing (they do), more important than whether or not they should (that's a stickier issue, we'll get there in a second) is the mere fact that, despite everything else, DC Comics has begun to publish the meta-series, which begs the most important question in all of criticism:

Is it any good?

The answer, or at least the answer for the Darwyn Cooke written and drawn Minutemen mini is yes, it's very good. Of course it's good-- I'm not sure Darwyn Cooke even knows how to do wrong. Its is as if he picks up his inkpen and magic comes spilling out. Everything you've ever loved about his full color comics-- the compositional perfection, the visual puns, the soft edge, the cartoony style that manages to express grittiness, even revel in it, while ultimately rejecting it-- all those things are here. In the whole book, there's just one page that doesn't work, and that's because it doesn't take full advantage of the framework that Cooke has set-up for himself, a framework that he inherited from Alan Moore.

That is, of course, the two-hundred-and-fifty pound cigar smoking Comedian in the room; this story, this classic, if slightly cynical, coming together story, hasn't sprung from the mind of Darwyn Cooke. No, no. Not at all. It all comes from the mad genius of Alan Moore, the creator of Watchmen, over whose wishes this project was commenced. There's been a lot of hand-wringing about this; whether or not DC should have put these books together is one question, but there is absolutely no question that DC has the right to, since they hold the rights to the characters from probably the most popular and certainly the most significant superhero comic in the last forty years. They stand to make a lot of money from exploiting those rights, and they made a product that I wanted to buy, that I bought despite my reservations, so good on them.

No, there's no question about whether or not they could have and, obviously, they did. The bigger question is whether or not they should have and, if we're speaking in purely ethical terms, the answer is no. The fact that there are creators other than Alan Moore and Dave Gibbons associated with this project is absolutely insane; Moore and Gibbons obviously don't own the characters, not in the legal sense, but the characters certainly are theirs. No one else could have made the book that they made, and no one should be doing it now.

But, again, they did. And it's good.

But, still, we're left with another should they question, namely, should DC Comics have felt the need to tell these stories? We certainly don't need them; Watchmen is as close to perfect as superhero comics get, in part because it builds a world, mostly from scratch, gets its audience to care about that world and its concerns, and then it wraps itself up. There is, at the end of Watchmen, nothing more that needs to be said about Watchmen. But here I am, reading Darwyn Cooke's Minutemen series, adding to a story that is full and complete.

To be completely honest, because it is a problem of stories, a problem of complete ideas and finished thoughts, this addition, this fleshing out, is the most problematic thing for me about Before Watchmen. The existence of the meta-series means that DC has completely bought into the engine that drives mainstream superhero comics, that is, never ending storytelling. Batman's story, or Superman's, has been told at regular intervals for the greater part of the last century and comics, more than any other medium, support stories that can go on forever. We can follow Dick Grayson, for example, from Robin to Nightwing to Batman and back to Nightwing, because we've come to care about Dick Grayson, and because we want to know what happens to Dick Grayson next. This is often thrilling, and its part of the reason that comics have a rabid, and often unreasonable and uncritical, readership. Its why fandoms are built up around comics.

Of course, the fact that something comes next, the fact that Dick Grayson's story will never end, means that each story is necessarily incomplete. That something must follow in order for what comes before to have been meaningful. Because Watchmen, complete as it is, is already meaningful, because it is already important, the Before Watchmen comics, no matter how good they might be, are always going to be unimportant, barely meaningful, because they don't really add to Watchmen. They aren't going to make me care anymore about what comes next, and, more importantly, they aren't going to change the way I understand Watchmen because they can't, because Watchmen already is. The only stories that need prequels are stories that aren't fully formed. The only stories that need to be told forever are stories that are meaningful in part because they are told forever. Watchmen only really needed to be told once, only could be told once. And what we're going to get out of Before Watchmen are comics that are stilted, more concerned with moving the right pieces into the right place, like the assembly of chess game, than they are with playing the game that needs playing.

Rightly, no one is interested in how the grandmaster's king got onto the board. And we shouldn't be interested in Before Watchmen, because no matter how good it is, it can't ever really be any good.

Gangsters, Surgery, and... Peter Lorre?

First, an apology for being the constantly absent member of the blog writing team. Those of you who know me personally know that I am usually swamped at work. The past month has been a blur of six-day weeks at the comic shop, which is wonderful but it doesn't leave a lot of time for my own writing. However, this week something came out that was so good that I have to review it: Darwyn Cooke's adaptation of The Man with the Getaway Face.


Please excuse that thing that you just tripped over on the floor. It was my jaw. In all seriousness, I was not expecting this as I dutifully unpacked the Diamond boxes this past Wednesday (and yes, that is my fault for not paying attention to the internet. But shhh!). I was absolutely thrilled to see the next installation in Cooke's adaptation of the Parker novels.

Now, I'll confess, I haven't read any of Richard Stark's books. I tend to like my noir in movie form but then last summer The Hunter hit the stands. Ah, yes, back last summer when I was buying a ton of stuff (as opposed now, where I only buy half a ton of stuff). There I was, standing in the store with a pile of comics. Innocent. Not planing on buying a new hardcover that week. Then my boss came along and forced it into my hand. My boss is very good at what he does: selling comics. He also knows that although I'll kick and scream, I'll end up buying the books he says are good. So I begrudgingly payed for The Hunter and took it home.

And I was blown away. From the first page (a splash of New York City, my beloved home) I was hooked. I blew through it, marveling at the expressive art, getting lost in the plot, and theorizing that Cooke is secretly a god. Since then, I have recommended The Hunter to many friends (some of you have been those friends) and sold several copies at the comic shop I work at. Meanwhile, I mourned that I would have to wait until Summer 2010 to get to read the next graphic novel.

Well, turns out I still have to wait until October to get to read The Outfit, but at least the clamoring masses were not forgotten. Getaway Face, as Cooke calls it in his intro, is actually a full novel in the Parker series, however Cooke felt it was not necessary for the overarching story. However, there are elements of Getaway Face that directly link to later plot lines. The solution? Why, put out an oversized comic book for $2 conveying said necessary elements of course!

Brilliant. Who could say no to a $2 book, when the average comic book is $3.99 these days? Who could say no to paying $2 for Darwyn Cooke comics? Let's be honest here, I'm far from the only person who believes that Cooke is secretly a god. Kudos to IDW for the brilliant sell. But lets talk about the actual book.

I swear, someone needs to give Cooke a medal for his title page art, which I fell in love with when he was writing The Spirit. The first page is a five panel sequence of surgical bandages being snipped away, slowly revealing the words The Man with the Getaway Face, and the quality of the work stays as high the whole way through the book.

The story that follows this beautiful opening is one about Parker's first crime after fleeing New York at the end of The Hunter, after completely altering his face. His associates on this heist are Skim, who's kind of a schmuck, Skim's girlfriend Alma, and an old colleague named Handy. What results is a tale of double-crossing, and double-crossing the doubler crosser, but I'm not saying more than that. One thing I will say is that Skim is a dead ringer for the actor Peter Lorre, who played some of my favorite schmucks in the 1940's. He was Dr. Einstein in Arsenic and Old Lace, Ugarte in Casablanca, and he was Joel Cairo in my favorite noir film-- The Maltese Falcon. Lorre was well known for his roles in noir films (as well as horror), and I can't help but think that Cooke's portrayal of Skim is a nod to Lorre. If anything, it added an extra dimension to the storytelling for me personally. I totally heard Lorre's voice in my head.

I will admit that Getaway Face is not as neatly tied together as The Hunter was. However, this is clearly because it is a 200 page book boiled down to twenty-four pages of sequential art, so I can forgive that. The fast-pacing is balanced out by Cooke's art and the simple enjoyment of reading a good crime story. Cooke even writes Getaway Face so you don't have to have read The Hunter to enjoy this comic. So, do yourself a favor: take $2 out of your piggybank and go pick up a copy of The Man with the Getaway Face. You'll thank me.