Super Powers

Who’s your favorite superhero?

The other night, Harrison and I had a conversation about our favorite superheroes. He’s only five, and hasn’t been exposed to many, so he’s mainly familiar with the Big Names: Superman, Batman, Spiderman, The Hulk. None of these are his favorite, though. He has an astronomy book featuring drawings of the Justice League of America, and he likes some of the more obscure members of that group: Plastic Man, J’onn J’onnz. He doesn’t even know these heroes’ stories, he just likes the way they look.

Who’s my favorite superhero? That’s a hard question to answer. It was never Batman or Superman — I always thought Superman was pretty lame: “Oh, look: it’s God in a colored tights. Whee!” I liked Spiderman for a time when I was younger, but that infatuation was short-lived.

I can’t remember having a favorite hero. I always had favorite superhero teams. Though I preferred Marvel comics to DC, it was the DC superhero teams that I liked: Justice League of America, The Legion of Super Heroes, etc. These teams always seemed BIGGER and more important than Marvel’s Avengers or The Fantastic Four.

The one exception, of course, were the X-Men. What kid doesn’t love the X-Men? The answer in the late-seventies was “many kids”. The X-Men were a marginal group with a small but devoted following in the comic world. I came on just as they exploded into popularity, with the Dark Phoenix saga. (Issue #135 was my first X-Men comic.) For six years, the X-Men were my favorite superhero group, and my favorite comic book.

But I didn’t care for Wolverine, everyone’s favorite. I didn’t buy his mini-series. I didn’t like the subplots with his rage and his quest to find himself. I liked Cyclops, the stoic leader of the team. I liked the energy rays that shot from his eyes. I also liked Arial — Kitty Pryde — who had the ability to “phase” through matter, like a ghost. Her powers were lame, but she was my age, and cute. It’s true: I had a crush on a comic book character.

If I were forced to choose a favorite superhero, it would probably be Daredevil, the “man without fear”. He was one of my favorites when I was a boy, and one of my favorites when Frank Miller was in control. I haven’t read any Daredevil since Miller left in the mid-eighties, in fact. But based on what I did read at the time, I liked Daredevil: a blind attorney who works for the poor, whose superhero powers (radar sense, acrobatics, intelligence) are a little unique yet also very plausible. Daredevil’s a good guy. I like him.


Dana recently pointed me toward the This American Life episode about superheroes. In one segment, people are asked, which superpower would you rather have: flight or invisibility? Why?

I’d rather have flight. I’d love to be able to soar around, to see the world from above, to get away from it all. I’d also like — provided I could fly at a suitable speed — to be able to bypass traffic, to commute by air. I’d like to be able to fly for purely self-indulgent purposes. I would not use my power to fight crime.

Which power would you prefer? (And, once you’ve answered that, if you could choose a single superpower, what would it be? Or, if you have a superpower already, what is it? (For example: my superpower is the Power to Organize Objects. I can sort books or CDs or clothes or cans of soup like nobody’s business. You can’t touch me when it comes to organizing objects.))

Comments


On 29 April 2004 (09:09 AM),
Joel said:

My favorite is definitely Spiderman. He’s strong, but not that strong. His main ability is his super-agility, just dodges his opponents until something clever occurs to him. He’s also one of the few superheroes who consistently has a sense of humor. That was my big problem with Daredevil. When I was reading comics regularly, the 80s, DD never cracked wise, just ran around being tortured and noble.

Gotta go with invisibility. I don’t think this is because I’m a sneaky person, or that I want to watch women shower… hmmm… NO, it’s just that invisibility is so much more useful than flight. Especially for fighting crime: “Oh, look, there’s a guy flying up to catch me and take me to the police. Allow me to blow him away.” With invisibility, there’s no “Oh look…” moment at all, it’s just WHAM!- crook knocked unconscious with a frying pan they never saw coming.



On 29 April 2004 (09:18 AM),
Jeff said:

No question about it. The best superhero of all times was Ralph Hinkley, aka The Greatest American Hero.

A small side note about JD’s real world super powers. Like Superman, JD doesn’t use his super powers at work, lest we should discover his true identity.



On 29 April 2004 (09:33 AM),
Kris said:

Perhaps Jd could apply his superpower to his closet? Shazam~

Are super heroes a guy thing? If forced to choose, I’d have to pick Nancy Drew. She can disarm crooks with her wits and bravery, charm thugs into confessing their crimes, and stake-out secret bandit gatherings. Even better, Nancy also is skilled at ballet, voice, sailing, tennis, and is always up for a little charity work or doing a favor for someone in need. She drives a cool car, has an adoring, yet seemingly platonic, boyfriend and always knows the right thing to say in any situation. Go, Nancy!



On 29 April 2004 (10:20 AM),
Masked Avenger said:

I think we can all agree that for most men Wonder Women was there favorite super hero, at least for a little while when they where kids. I can remember JD running around the house in his costume with his golden lasso. He was just so cute.

My favorite super hero is the MASKED AVENGER for he has the power to make snotty little comments about JD and then vanish off the face of the internet.

Wait a minute, I guess everybody has that power.
Maybe I am the only one who likes to use it?



On 29 April 2004 (10:23 AM),
Denise said:

Joel – you would have to make sure your frying pan was also invisible, although a floating frying pan would be pretty mesmerizing…so it still might work.

Ah, nothing tells the truth like a brother and a wife, eh? That is too funny.

Ok – I’m going to get blasted for this, as I did in my own blog many moons ago, but my favorite super hero is Aquaman. I know, he is a lamo, and has no ‘real’ power…but he can breathe underwater and talk with aquatic creatures. I for one, with my huge fear of drowning, would love to be able to breath under water, much less be able to make whales, sharks, jellyfish, dolphins, etc. do what I wanted them to do. Plus his hair NEVER gets messed up, ever, even in the water. That is definitely a super power. What can I say – I always go for the underdog.

My super power? Super Clutter Gal – I can make a clean room cluttery faster than Wonder Woman can lasso the bad guy.



On 29 April 2004 (10:26 AM),
mac said:

what about the Wonder Twins?



On 29 April 2004 (10:35 AM),
Tiffany said:

I agree the power of invisibility is more useful at fighting crime then flight. However, I would still pick flight. Especially if I could fly really fast, I couple come home every night from my meetings, no more hotels!!
Jd, I will take on you ability to organize any day.
See you in a few hours.



On 29 April 2004 (10:38 AM),
J.D. said:

The Masked Avenger is pretty cool. He forgot to tell his origin story, though:

Once a mild-mannered box salesman, he mocked his older brother for publishing his thoughts for the world to see. “Dumb!” he cried. And then one day he fell under the sway of the evil Weblog, was sucked into Foldedspace. Now he lurks in the shadows, clad as the Masked Avenger, occasionally springing forth with a pithy comment or a clever lie!

The Masked Avenger eats a lot of Ding Dongs, likes to wear perfume, and is addicted to the Oregon Lottery scratch games. He can frequently be found skulking around beauty pageants. He likes to listen to Britney Spears.

The Masked Avenger’s greatest power is the ability to Tell Funny Stories. In this, he is only matched by one Mr. Miron (who is also a “cunning fellow”, as Tammy pointed out yesterday).



On 29 April 2004 (10:39 AM),
Lynn said:

Wonder twin powers — ACTIVATE! In form of — a great white shark! Heads up Aquaman.



On 29 April 2004 (10:45 AM),
Denise said:

Lynn, if you turn yourself into a great white shark, you would only be enabling Aquaman to control you.



On 29 April 2004 (11:27 AM),
Dana said:

Which power would you prefer?

Flight, for many of the reasons you’ve stated — commuting is the biggy, plus just the ability to be so unencumbered when moving about, free from the tyranny of urban planning and architecture…

I probably wouldn’t fight crime, as the power of flight alone doesn’t really make crimefighting any easier. I would probably talk to the fire department, though, and offer my services at ‘airlifting’ people who might be otherwise inaccessably trapped on upper floors.

…if you could choose a single superpower, what would it be?

This seems to have devolved into “which superhero do you like the best” instead of “what power do you like the best”, but I’ll play both =)

Power: If I could have a single power, it would be one of telekinesis, telepathy, or the ability to change shape (both Plastic Man and The Martian Manhunter can do this, interestingly enough). Changing Shape is probably an obvious one, if you think about it and my situation. Telepathy not so much because I want to spy on people’s thoughts, but because I think it would make it easier to make people understand one another.

Telekinesis is just pure utility, really. It’s just really handy — I complain about needing more arms all the time, and with TK that problem is basically solved =)

Hero: As for superheroes, well… It depends on the criteria. Who do I think is the neatest? Or who do I think is the most heroic? Or perhaps even who do I think is the most entertaining?

Zot! (a.k.a. Zachary T. Paleozogt) is definitely high on my list. The 2000 online “Hearts & Minds” wasn’t as good as the old ’80s series, but a lot of the charm is still apparent. Zot! left a big imprint on my psyche when I read it. If JD had a crush on Kitty Pryde (who is now called Shadowcat, by the way, having dropped Ariel some time ago), I had a crush on Zot. And Woody. Kind of like Jenny did, come to think of it.

I always found Ambush Bug to be pretty amusing, if less surreal than The Flaming Carrot. Unfortunately, a lot of it’s humor is entirely dependent on knowledge of obscure bits of comic book industry trivia, so that kind of limits it right there.

Ambush Bug started out, technically, as a supervillain, whose primary ‘job’ was annoying Superman. Most of his early appearances can best be thought of as a Bugs Bunny cartoon, with Superman in the role of Elmer Fudd and ‘Bug in the role of Bugs.

As a kid I quite liked both of the Sid & Marty Croft live action hero shows, the made-up-for-TV Isis and the Fawcett Captain Marvel based Shazam!. Sadly, the TV show never included any of the more esoteric members of the Marvel family, such as Hoppy the Marvel Bunny, nor did it really include any of the rogue’s gallery, such as Mr. Mind and the Monster Society of Evil. Amusing Trivia: Captain Marvel’s face was purposely modeled after a popular actor of the time — Fred Macmurry. Most people don’t realize that in the late fifties and early sixties, Captain Marvel was actually the most popular comic book character in print.

The Linda Carter Wonder Woman TV show (plus Wonder Woman’s membership in the Superfriends) indicated she was a major heroine, but she was kind of, well, dopey. The Invisible Jet was pretty cool, but her various abilities just didn’t hang together. I mean, Batman had ‘bat-stuff’. Aquaman had water-related powers. Wonder Woman was descended from greek amazons, was super strong, could deflect bullets with her magic bracers, had an invisible jet that responded to her telepathic commands (I suppose it was magic, although I don’t recall the Amazons being famous for having invisible transportation), and a magic rope. Riiiight. I mean, even for a superhero that doesn’t really hang together very well.

I appreciate her more now that I know a bit more of her publishing history, and because more modern authors have worked to give her a bit more depth. But still, I have trouble feeling that she’s very relevant nowadays.

I did, however, rather like the Yvonne Craig Batgirl from the Adam West-era Batman TV show. Go figure.

I quite liked the Watchmen cast, particularly Night Owl II, Rorshach, Dr. Manhattan, and Ozymandius, although after you’ve read the series it’s kind of hard to really think of any of them as all that heroic. And aside from this one work, they don’t really have a continuing presence in the Superheroic Landscape. The inspiration for Rorshach, however, The Question, did have a brief late ’80s/early ’90s resurgance, and the series was pretty good for the first 20 issues or so.

The golden age Sandman, particularly as presented in The Sandman Mystery Theater series, was also full of Pulpy-goodness.

In the Flaming Carrot-esque surreal vein, there’s the uber-obscure Flex Mentallo, Man of Muscle Mystery, who appeared in a couple issues of the ’90s ‘Existential’ Doom Patrol, and then spun off into a four-issue limited series that has never been collected or reprinted. It’s still pretty keen, but like Ambush Bug it relies a lot on a certain amount of meta-awareness of comic book superhero history. I still laugh at the varieties of Mentallium — Black, Shocking Pink, Ultraviolet, and Lamb-and-Turkey.

Unlike Ambush Bug, however, Flex Mentallo is very definitely not a parody.

The ‘mainstream’ superheroes I have a soft nostalgiac spot for, though, are probably The Fantastic Four on the Marvel side, and Superman on the DC side.

Whatever Alan Moore is writing tends to be pretty high on my list, too, though. I quite like the America’s Best Comics line he created in the ’90s — Promethea (keen Alex Ross picture) with her nifty supporting cast, like The Five Swell Guys, and the Ultra-Archetypical Tom Strong and his family are particular favorites.

Is it obvious to anyone else besides Dana when I’m baiting her?

Grrrr.

Alan Moore once described Superman as, “A man who came from the sky and did nothing but good.” Sounds kind of like God to me, eh?

Kris: Are super heroes a guy thing?

Mostly, but not as much as most people think. To wit, see Action Girl online.



On 29 April 2004 (11:52 AM),
Lynn said:

Darnit! I didn’t read that part about Aquaman’s abilities. My plot was foiled.

I liked the Invisible Girl and how you could see her because of the dashes that outlined her form. So, when I think of invisibility, that’s what I think of. Of course, I would prefer flying to being outlined in dashes.



On 29 April 2004 (01:36 PM),
Dana said:

The Masked Avenger is pretty cool. He forgot to tell his origin story, though:

Are you sure he wasn’t bitten by a radioactive mask?

The Masked Avenger eats a lot of Ding Dongs…

Which, as we all know, have inferior crime-fighting capabilities when compared to the far more widely-deployed Hostess Fruit Pie.



On 29 April 2004 (03:27 PM),
Denise said:

The raspberry-filled, powdered donuts have much more crime-fighting ability…they suck the crook in with their sugary, sweet taste and then immobilize them as they turn into a rock in the bad-guy’s stomach.



On 29 April 2004 (04:34 PM),
Susie said:

I can see some drawbacks with invisibility – especially in a sprawling metropolis. Let’s face it: people would bump into all the time. Shape-changing is definitely the better option. I think it would also come in much handier in day-to-day scenarios. Between flying and invisibility I’d go for flying from a laziness point of view. I also think I’d find the spying aspect of invisibility a bit embarrassing.

My boyfriend often extolls the virtues of Spiderman over most other super heroes on the basis that he is just a regular Joe and nothing ever goes right for him in his human incarnation, but I’m not sure that’s something I look for in a super hero. I’m not sure who my current favourite is, but as a child I had a long-standing thing for The Man From Atlantis. As appealing as the more unconventional super powers are, I think I would chose some sort of super strength that does not manifest itself in my appearance. I would use this power to fight petty crimes and vandalism and would have to invent some sort of catchphrase like the Hulk’s – just to give my adversaries fair warning (which they would, of course, simply scoff at – allowing me free reign). In fact, can I pick Beatrix Kiddo?



On 02 May 2004 (08:01 PM),
nate said:

Hah, I’m living this out right now thanks to City of Heroes. It’s been fun to create and play my own superhero concepts.

My no. 1 fave is Spider-Man, for most of the reasons already mentioned here. I’m also a big fan of The Shadow (and, I have to admit, the campy Alec Baldwin movie adaptation), thanks to his cool, Jedi-like mind powers. The Hellboy movie turned me on to the comics, which are great and wonderfully drawn by Mike Mignola. A very interesting canon there.

By leaps and bounds (heh), my favoritie supergroup is the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen (no, I didn’t like that movie, too). Mix my favorite literary genre (late 19th century) with Alan Moore and a steam-punk universe, and you have pure geek heaven for me. I own the first volume of the series in paperback form, and will get the second volume once it too comes out in paperback. Every panel is so packed with references to period literature and crime fighters, they actually released an annotated guide to the first volume. It’s great.

I tend to avoid Superman and Batman, though the recent developments of the latter are good (Gotham City is reduced to ruins after a devastating earthquake and subsequent reign of terror by villains escaped from prison). Supe is just too boring, by and large, and as far as Batman goes: being rich isn’t a superpower! Take away the Batmobile, Batboat, Batcopter, Batbelt and Alfred, and Bruce Wayne’s got jack.



On 03 May 2004 (02:35 PM),
Lynn said:

I’ve often thought that “The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen” would be a great lit course to take/teach. Of course, it would take several terms to delve into the books/heroes/authors that inspired the comic book series.



On 03 May 2004 (04:53 PM),
Joel said:

Volume II of TLoEG is out, I read it while waiting for Aimee at the mall. I give it a Meh-plus.
Nate, I slavered over City of Heroes for several weeks buy could never pull the trigger to buy it. I guess I’m still recovering from Star Wars Galaxies.



On 04 May 2004 (09:32 AM),
Dana said:

Volume II of League benefits greatly if you’ve previously read H. G. Wells War of the Worlds, not to mention The Island of Dr. Moreau. I actually really enjoyed the prologue section from the first issue, which takes place actually on Mars, mixing John Carter, HG Wells, and even C.S. Lewis’ visions, among others.

Great stuff!

If you really want to break your brain with obscure references, though, you can’t beat Top Ten, also leaping from the mind of Alan Moore. I think you’ll all agree that I’m pretty geeky, but I’ve got nothing on the combined might of Alan Moore, Zander Cannon, and Gene Ha. Every single panel has, generally, five or six references to comic books, television shows, books, or movies. Just a random example — in issue 10 or so, King Peacock goes to Grand Central, the interdimensional transport hub (think an airport).

I started to write from memory, but when I checked the online annotations (done by the same guy who annotated League) and found out I was mixing two or three panels. Still, go look at the annotations for issue #8, specifically the first panel on pages 20 and 21. Good grief.

I’m guessing City of Heroes is an MMORPG — if you’re looking for something self contained, hunt up a copy of Freedom Force. Lots of Silver Age inspired goodness.

Oh, and Nate — Yeah, The Shadow is almost always cool. Even Alec Baldwin couldn’t ruin him =) I actually liked The Phantom movie, too, which was even cheesier, if that’s possible.



On 04 May 2004 (08:57 PM),
nate said:

Dana: Oh, and Nate — Yeah, The Shadow is almost always cool. Even Alec Baldwin couldn’t ruin him =)

Ruin? Hell, Baldwin has that Shadow laugh down so good it gives me chills. Totally perfect, exactly how I imagined it (I never liked the laugh from the old radio dramas — too Vincent Price).



On 04 May 2004 (10:17 PM),
J.D. Roth said:

I’m reading a bunch of old anthologies right now, especially early Daredevil. It seems to me that Stan Lee’s writing on Daredevil is much different than his writing on the Fantastic Four of the same era. This, to me, lends credence to the theory that Kirby was actually doing a lot of the writing when they partnered. (Kirby only had a hand in a couple of Daredevil issues — he did layouts for a young John Romita; it’s strange to see Kirby compositions with somebody else’s art: big arm in the foreground but no Kirby lines!)

I must say that reading early Daredevil, and flipping through my Essential Tomb of Dracula volume 2, has made me appreciate Gene Colan’s art. I never would have liked it when I was a kid (I liked Byrne and Bill Sienkiewicz and Paul Smith — I hated Steve Ditko (still do), Don Heck, and, yes, Jack Kirby (I still don’t like Kirby), but most of all I hated generic DC art as typified by Curt Swan (and this isn’t meant as bait, Dana — I really hated it)). I don’t know much about Colan. Was he still drawing in the late seventies and early eighties. Which books? I’m anxious to get the first volume of Essential Tomb of Dracula back from Joel. (I loaned it to him on the day I bought it!) Had I known I liked Colan’s art so much, and that I’d be curious about the Dracula mythos (about which I know nothing), I would have waited to loan the book out! :)

I wonder: if I were 35 in 1980, which books would I buy? Would I still think X-Men was all that? Would I be more in tune with Tony Stark’s alcoholism problem? Would I like DC better than I did as a kid? Less?

I’ve considered choosing a few comics to buy each month, but I think I’ve decided against it. I’ll pick up a few here and there, and if something strikes my fancy, maybe I’ll buy it. I recently bought an issue of Justice League Adventures (cool story, lame cartoony art), The Flash (lame all the way around), and Green Lantern (lame naked chick and bulging muscle art, but cool story).

For now, though, I should probably stick to compilations like Marvel’s Essentials and Masterworks, or the DC Archives, or the various trade paperbacks. I’m ready to dive into Love and Rockets, too, I think. Have any of you ever read it?

Enough geeky comic book talk. It’s time to actually go read some comics (League of Extraordinary Gentlemen volume one, issue three)!



On 05 May 2004 (08:25 AM),
Dana said:

JD — Colan’s been around since the 50s. He’s one of the “Old Guard”, like Swan, John Romita (not JR Jr. — his dad), Carmine Infanto, and those guys.

I think he did some Flash back in the 60s, but I don’t know why I think that. Shrug. Or, then again, Google could prove me wrong… Lots of war comics, some Captain America, couple of Firestorm issues. Looks like he’s done a bit of everything.

if I were 35 in 1980, which books would I buy?

Hmmm.

I dunno. I didn’t really start collecting comics until 84 or so. I suspect you still wouldn’t like DC (you don’t now, for example — except for Kamandi, apparently). You’d probably be reading Marvel’s Epic, though.

Justice League Adventures (cool story, lame cartoony art), The Flash (lame all the way around), and Green Lantern (lame naked chick and bulging muscle art, but cool story)

JLA — That’s a kids book, you know, specifically a comic book version of the Justice League cartoon on the Cartoon Network. All of the DC “Adventure” books are comic books tied to the tv-show “Dini-verse” (The animated Batman, Superman, and, now, Justice League all share a self-contained continuity) and use that distinctive Bruce Timm art style.

The Flash — The Flash has had periods of being “cool”, but overall Wally West just isn’t the Flash that either Barry Allen or Jay Garrick were. I’ve never really liked him. Bah.

GL — Oh, you mean “Crab Face Guy”? I gather they modified his mask, finally. The current incarnation of GL is the least flavorful that GL has ever been. For some reason the writers of GL have slowly dismantled all of the interesting elements of the GL canon — only one guardian left, only one GL left, Hal Jordan first a super-villain, then ‘resurrected’ as The Spectre. Blah.

Now if you want real GL goodness, either watch one of the GL-centric episodes of the aforementioned JL cartoon (Hey, look! Kilowog! Tomar-Re! Kanjar Ro! Katma Tui!), or go hunt up the absolute classic “Morgo doesn’t socialize”, written by Alan Moore. That Tomar Re — such a kidder!



On 05 May 2004 (08:50 AM),
J.D. said:

JLA — That’s a kids book

I’m not sure how one makes this distinction. And, yes, it’s quite obvious that all of the “Adventures” books are based on the cartoons.

Justice League Adventures doesn’t have a story exploring sexuual orientation like the issue of Green Lantern I bought, but the story was of a similar level to both the Flash and Green Lantern issues. Its quality was better than either of the other two. It’s just he artwork I didn’t like, but I could become used to it with time.

Leafing through the comics racks, I have no interest in anything X-Men anymore. It used to be one of my favorites, but now there’s just too much. It’s overwhelming. And, from what I can tell, it’s all soap opera-esque.

I should point out that I hate the Marvel tendency toward what looks like computer-assisted art. I hate the glossy paper they print on. The books themselves are unappealing, so I’m less likely to purchase them.

Some of the DC titles have the same problems, but others — including the ones I bought recently — are printed on a standard papery-feeling paper and have traditional pencil and ink artwork. I’m always going to prefer this format. And, what’s more, these books are cheaper than the others.

All this having been said, I still prefer anthologies and compilations. More bang for my buck in a longer-lasting format. And if I’m going to buy single issues, they’re usually going to be from smaller companies or independents: Action Girl, Powers, Alan Moore stuff (yes, I know it’s technically DC0, etc.

I’d love to see Marvel compile some of their old Western comics. I’d buy that compilation in an instant. It amazes me that some of my favorite compilations recently have been non-superhero: Sgt. Rock, Conan, Tomb of Dracula, Howard the Duck, etc. I want to see more of this stuff. It’s what I think helps stretch what comics are…



On 05 May 2004 (08:51 AM),
Dave said:

I read a relatively large number of comic books, primarily because a) I borrow them from JD, and b) the Multnomah county library does a pretty good job of stocking them on the shelves. Usually they’re the anthology type of books. One the I read just recently really typified the objection that I have to most recent comic books. “Ultimate Spiderman”, of which I’ve read vol 4 and vol 6, encompasses early Spiderman. It looks to me like it’s much more closely based upon the movie than on the past books. The stories are good, the art is decent and it does a good job of capturing the “essence” of Peter Parker.

So why does reading it make me feel uncomfortable? Mary Jane Watson gets thrown from the Brooklyn Bridge by the Green Goblin, not Gwen Stacy. She’s rescued by Spiderman and lives (not dies like Gwen Stacy). Spiderman’s secret identity is known by Mary Jane and by SHIELD. Nick Fury is a 35 year old black (Asian Indian?) guy (but still with an eye patch) who’s pressuring Peter to become a SHIELD agent when he graduates from highschool, etc.

The same thing, from what I’ve seen, is happening in the X-Men titles. Since when was Wolverine the key to the X-Men, the founding operative? Answer- never. But in the newer books, just like in the movies, he’s very much the key to the group. So much for Cyclops and Beast, much less people like Colossus.

It seems like a lot of the historical aspects of the heros are simply being re-written. Granted, this will need to occur just simply because the characters are pretty static but the world is changing around them. Things need to change. I recognize that it’s not particularly plausible to have Nick Fury still hanging around after having served in WWII. On the other hand, there are a lot of good stories and history that seem like they’re being left behind. I feel guilty about supporting that by reading the newer books. On the positive side of things, at least the newer stuff is fairly good, generally speaking.

As for choosing my power, I think I’d choose telepathy. In my line of work it would be very useful.



On 16 July 2005 (01:44 PM),
ron gregory said:

How did the cartoon character Underdog,get his super powers ?

J.D. in Slumberland

How often do you have nightmares? I don’t have them often.

Yet it’s 4:04 a.m. and I was just awakened by a dream in which I was screaming, screaming at a formless darkness in our television room, a shape that could only have been an intruder, a burglar, a possible murderer.


I’ve been reading classic comic strips lately:

Little Nemo was written and drawn by Winsor McKay from 1905 to 1914. Its premise is that each night Morpheus, the king of the Slumberland, sends one of his minions to summon a young boy (Little Nemo) to his realm. The minion leads Nemo through strange and wonderful landscapes — a forest of giant mushrooms, a land of walking beds, a garden filled with monstrous vegetables — until finally something terrible happens — the giant mushrooms collapse at the touch of a finger! &mdash and Nemo wakes and falls out of bed screaming.

The stories are macabre and fantastic, the art a beautiful blend of art nouveau and art deco (traditionally, the division between these two periods is considered to be the start of World War I).

I showed Harrison some Little Nemo strips last night, though I altered the stories a bit. The illustrations seemed fantastic enough to fill his brain with wonder; I was afraid that the actual text of the strip might push the wonder into horror. (Harrison is a sensitive child.) After the Gingeriches had gone home, I read more of the strips before bed.

Well.

I was worried that Little Nemo might give Harrison nightmares — and maybe it did — but I should have been worried about myself.


Last night I dreamt that we had returned home from an evening out. Kris went to let the cats out and said, “Huh. Well, I guess somebody stole your bike.” My heart sunk. I’d had my bike chained up in the backyard, but sure enough, somebody had cut the chain and taken the bike. They’d left the front wheel, though, as they’d apparently bent the rim during the theft.

Then I noticed that I’d left the shed door open. Again, my heart sunk. When I checked, the shed was nearly empty. The thieves had stolen almost everything: the camping equipment, the empty CD cases (our CDs reside in binders, so we keep the cases in the shed), my old computer gaming magazines, the Christmas supplies.

“What about the house?” I thought. I ran to the library. One of the computers was missing. I went to the back of the house to check on the larder and on the television room. But when I entered the television room, I was startled to find a formless black shape, a menacing presence: the thief! I screamed! The figure came toward me with a knife! I screamed!

And then I awoke. Fortunately, I wasn’t actually screaming.

I rarely have nightmares. Maybe Little Nemo is more potent than I had suspected.


Little Nemo is worthy of its own weblog entry. Many of these classic comic strips are wonderful, and I want to share them with my friends. Unfortunately, most of my friends would find them uninteresting. I think it’d be wonderful if one or more of these old strips were reprinted alongside the modern comic strips in today’s newspapers.

Comments

On 27 July 2003 (07:42 PM),
dowingba said:

Hopefully it’ll replace Cathy.

On 28 July 2003 (12:50 AM),
Dana said:

There is no Ming but Max, and Middleton is his prophet…

I mean, really. How can you not like this guy and this guy? Geez, but Sam Jones looks like a dope in comparison, doesn’t he? Max von Sydow was brilliant casting. But Sam Jones as Flash? And making him a Football Player? Groan.

On 28 July 2003 (12:42 PM),
Joel said:

I’ve never read Little Nemo, but the art really reminds me of the illustrations for the original editions of L. Frank Baum’s works. I suppose they would fit into that Art Deco/Nouveau period?

On 28 July 2003 (01:54 PM),
Dana said:

There’s an issue of Promethea that’s done in this style as a conscious throwback/homage to Little Nemo. Little Margie and Promethea visit the Sun King, who is going to be marrying the Moon soon. But he’s lost the ring, so Margie and Promethea go about looking for it, eventually discovering that the ring wasn’t lost at all, but…

Well, I don’t want to ruin it in the off chance someone out there is going to pick it up and read it.

On 16 May 2005 (01:30 PM),
Peter M said:

Little Nemo vs new, smaller comic strips

Nemo actually was reprinted in smaller form in the 1930s and 1940s, and again in the 1960s, very briefly alongside othe comics, but it can’t really be appreciated in abreviated form, and the full-page format is even less plausible in today’s comics sections then it was back in the 1960s.

The many fans of Little Nemo among modern strip creators are Patrick McDonnell, Gary Trudeau, and Bill Watterson.

A full-size reprint edition of the early strips is due out this fall.

Within a Budding Grove

Stéphane Heuet is adapting Proust’s Remembrance of Things Past (a.k.a. In Search of Lost Time) into a twelve-volume graphic novel. (A definition: graphic novel == comic book with pretensions of greatness.) He has completed three of the volumes, adapting the first two parts of the novel, Swann’s Way and Within a Budding Grove.

[page showing narrator's trouble sleeping]  &nbsp[page showing the famous madeleine]
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The early reviews for Heuet’s adaptation were poor. The consensus seemed to be that it was insanity to attempt such a feat: how could Proust possibly be conveyed in a comic book? And what of the art? How dare Heuet iconify Marcel and Swann and Françoise and Albertine; his art — so-called — is nothing more than pastiche of Hergé‘s Tintin. Tintin and Proust? Bah!

Regardless the opinion of the professional critics, Heuet’s aims are admirable. Moreover, he succeeds in distilling a certain essence from Proust’s prose. He does not capture everything, to be sure, nor would I expect that of him. Instead, he’s managed to effectively dramatize the central narrative while touching — but only touching — upon some of Proust’s philosophical digressions.

[page showing narrator at Balbec]  &nbsp[page showing faces at the window]
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I wish that more classic literature was given this sort of attention. Heuet’s project might be reminiscent of Classics Illustrated (which, no surprise, I enjoy), but it takes the formula to another level. Certainly other classics cry out for similar treatment.

I’ve been pleased with what little Proust I’ve managed to read so far (which comprises only the first hundred pages of Swann’s Way, the first of seven volumes in his mammoth novel). Yet nothing I’ve yet read matches the promise present in the final part of Heuet’s adaptation of Within a Budding Grove.

[page showing game of ferret with Albertine]  &nbsp[page showing outcome of flirtations]
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It is here that the narrator becomes obsessed with, and pursues the attentions of, a little band of girls, most particularly the glowing Albertine, she of the “brilliant, laughing eyes and plump, matt cheeks”.

Heuet does a marvelous job at conveying the adolescent games that the narrator plays with these girls (and they with him), at drawing the growing affection between Marcel and Albertine, affection which alternates with (seemingly) arbitrary dismissal. How true their actions feel, so much like a similar boyhood romance of my own, one which also failed to reach fruition due to inopportune resistance on the part of both myself and the object of my affection, many times, over the course of many years. (One should not read this bit of nostalgia as regret, however; it is simply nostalgia.)

And surely the original Proust is even better, yes? I am eager to discover.

Here is the relevant portion of the text: Seascape, with frieze of girls, though the odds that anyone will follow this link, and read from the text, are slim indeed. Perhaps a quote is in order (emphasis is mine):

No doubt, all their faces had assumed quite new meanings for me since the manner in which they were to be read had been to some extent indicated to me by their talk, talk to which I could ascribe a value all the greater in that, by questioning them, I could prompt it whenever I chose, could vary it like an experimenter who seeks by corroborative proofs to establish the truth of his theory. And it is, after all, as good a way as any of solving the problem of existence to approach near enough to the things that have appeared to us from a distance to be beautiful and mysterious, to be able to satisfy ourselves that they have neither mystery nor beauty. It is one of the systems of hygiene among which we are at liberty to choose our own, a system which is perhaps not to be recommended too strongly, but it gives us a certain tranquility with which to spend what remains of life, and also — since it enables us to regret nothing, by assuring us that we have attained to the best, and that the best was nothing out of the common — with which to resign ourselves to death.

I had now substituted, in the brains of these girls, for their supposed contempt for chastity, their memories of daily ‘incidents,’ honest principles, liable, it might be, to relaxation, but principles which had hitherto kept unscathed the children who had acquired them in their own respectable homes. And yet, when one has been mistaken from the start, even in trifling details, when an error of assumption or recollection makes one seek for the author of a malicious slander, or for the place where one has lost something, in the wrong direction, it frequently happens that one discovers one’s error only to substitute for it not the truth but a fresh error. I drew, so far as their manner of life and the proper way to behave with them went, all the possible conclusions from the word ‘Innocence’ which I had read, in talking familiarly with them, upon their faces. But perhaps I had been reading carelessly, with the inaccuracy born of a too rapid deciphering, and it was no more written there than was the name of Jules Ferry on the program of the performance at which I had heard Berma for the first time, an omission which had not prevented me from maintaining to M. de Norpois that Jules Ferry, beyond any possibility of doubt, was a person who wrote curtain-raisers.

No matter which it might be of my friends of the little band, was not inevitably the face that I had last seen the only face that I could recall, since, of our memories with respect to a person, the mind eliminates everything that does not agree with our immediate purpose of our daily relations (especially if those relations are quickened with an element of love which, ever unsatisfied, lives always in the moment that is about to come)? That purpose allows the chain of spent days to slip away, holding on only to the very end of it, often of a quite different metal from the links that have vanished in the night, and in the journey which we make through life, counts as real only in the place in which we at any given moment are. But all those earliest impressions, already so remote, could not find, against the blunting process that assailed them day after day, any remedy in my memory; during the long hours which I spent in talking, eating, playing with these girls, I did not remember even that they were the same ruthless, sensual virgins whom I had seen, as in a fresco, file past between me and the sea.

If I dote on Proust, it’s only because he has, in the small portion I’ve read of him and about him, impressed with me with his artistry, his sensitivity, his perception. I feel — and this itself is a Proustian observation — that he is able to articulate certain feelings, certain emotions, in language that I could never hope to achieve.

Proust is not for everyone. His writing, though elegant, is dense, and requires patience to parse. Yet for those willing to persevere, the rewards are great.


Regarding my road to recovery:

At present these are the doctor’s orders: no driving, weight-bearing activities (such as walking) only with the brace locked at full extension, brace unlocked to allow flexion when seated, and physical therapy three times a week.

How am I coping with these requirements?

I’m driving, but only about town. I’m performing weight-bearing activities with the brace open to ninety degrees (though I’m quite careful), and will occasionally walk short distances on the knee without a brace. I’m going to physical therapy three times a week (and performing the assigned exercises three times per day).

I feel great. (Mostly.)

The physical therapists seem to think I’m making good progress, too. They said they don’t generally see ACL patients until the fifth or sixth week after the surgery, and that I’m actually ahead of most recoveries (I’ve been worried that I’m behind.) They warned me again that I’m at high risk of reinjury because the quick healing makes me prone to overconfidence. They’re right.

Best of all, tonight will be my last session in the continuous passive motion machine (a.k.a. The Rack). It gets taken away tomorrow.

I worked a full day yesterday, and will work close to a full day today. I have a tendency to bump into things, or to twist my leg/brace a bit, which caused a bit of trouble, but the experience is mostly a positive one. I’m less content today than yesterday; my knee is sore, and I have the chills.

Comments


On 10 June 2003 (02:42 PM),
tammy said:

And what makes you so sure that no one will follow the link. I follow almost everyone of your links if they have to do with a book. now if it has something to do with music or computer programs I don’t. But this link Iwould have definitly clicked on.



On 10 June 2003 (03:01 PM),
Dana said:

Ahem

Exhibit A
these are the doctor’s orders: no driving, weight-bearing activities (such as walking) only with the brace locked at full extension, brace unlocked to allow flexion when seated, and physical therapy three times a week.

Exhibit B
The physical therapists… warned me again that I’m at high risk of reinjury because the quick healing makes me prone to overconfidence. They’re right.

Exhibit C
I’m driving…
I’m performing weight-bearing activities with the brace open to ninety degrees…
[I] will… walk short distances on the knee without a brace.
I’m going to physical therapy three times a week

Exhibit D
I’m less content today than yesterday; my knee is sore

So, you’re following one of your doctors four orders and your knee is sore. Just how dumb are you intent on being? :/

Remember the root canal. This is far more serious.



On 10 June 2003 (03:04 PM),
dowingba said:

Bah, I say live now, you can always afford a wheelchair later on (I’m being sarcastic, of course).



On 10 June 2003 (03:25 PM),
Joelah said:

I think Heuet’s graphic novel is a noble failure. The question of whether a visual medium can equal or better print in depicting mental states is certainly a live one, but Proust is, at times, so deeply abstract that he makes the limitations of the comic form pretty glaring. E.g. the panel wherein the narrator is sampling the tea and madeleine. Somehow the big ‘ole question mark hovering next to his somewhat quizzical face doesn’t make me want to return my library copies.