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24 February, 2013

What I Read Last Month…

What I read in… 
September 2012
This Is Not Your Mini Comic…
by Pat Grant.
A heartfelt start to the latest iteration of The Mini Comic of the Month Club


Superman: Earth One. Volume 1
by J. Michael Straczynski and Shane Davis, et al. 
Despite the sweeping brief of retelling and somewhat updating and modernising Superman's origin story I found this quite bland, both in the plot and the art. 


Mad Bonaz 4 Lyfe, Good and Beach Balloon
by Andrew Fulton. 
Another batch of Fulton comics that didn't disappoint and certainly did delight. Full reviews over on the Australian Comics Journal site here, here and here


I Will Beat You at Mario Cart and You Will Cry
by Ive Sorocuk, Andrew Fulton, and numerous other brilliant Aussies. 
A fabulously fun little mini that grew out of an equally fun little rivalry between Ive Sorocuk and Andrew Fulton about who was the better player of Mario Kart. Numerous fabulous Australian cartoonists added their voice to choruses of #teamive and #teamandrew, but the winner here is surely #teamcomics. Great fun! 

24 January, 2013

What I read last Month…

What I read in… 
August 2012


The Sexy Virus, The Sticky Goat Affair and The Convoluted Killbots
www.gloriousbounty.com
This trio of madcap space tales by Luke Milton and Edward J. Grug III are fab fun. 
A complete review will follow eventually. 

11 January, 2013

What I Read Last Month…

After having a couple of months off from blogging late last year, I'm as behind as ever on What I Read and What I Watched Last Month. But never mind. Here's what I read… 
July 2012
The Sixsmiths, by Jason Franks and J. Marc Schmidt.

Satanic tomfoolery set in Melbourne. A nicely lighthearted and irreverent look into the life of your average family of satan worshipping battlers. 
I believe there's exciting news on the horizon with a The Sixsmiths Volume 2 currently in the works. 

29 September, 2012

What I Read Last Month…

What I read last…
April 2012
 Beginnings, by many various. 

A nicely chunky read, full of short stories of varying length and accomplishment, but most importantly, varying in style and genre. Very nicely printed and finished. 


 The List, Volumes I, II and III, by Paul Bedford, Henry Pop and Tom Bonin. 

This is quite the arduous horror and gore story. Often sparse and consciously lacking in unnecessary dialogue, completely lacking in captions, and comfortably taking its time to get where it's going. 
Each volume gets progressively thicker, and it's not really until the third of them that I finally felt caught up in the story. 
There's a collected single volume now available. 



The Dark Detective: Sherlock Holmes #7, by Christopher Sequiera, Phil Cornel, Dave Elsey and Paul Mason. 

Continuing Holmes' run-in with Frankenstein's monster, this is pretty dense and verbose, relying heavily on dialogue and spoken exposition. Fab if you like the depth and backstory being injected, not so if you want to cut to the chase. Period appropriate art throughout. 


Mongrel #2, by Bernard Caleo. 

How does Caleo do it? I just KNOW this is set in Melbourne and no where else. His well-practiced ability to create a Melbourne-centric sense of place goes all the way back to his (and Tolley's) earlier great Yell & Olé and The False Impressionists
I favour this issue – a more realist drama served in the 10 or so pages – to the fantastical treatment of historical characters of #1. As Caleo says though, at only 20 pages in, the story's not even begun yet.


The Thing That Should Not Be #s 1, 2 and 3, by Chris Hale, Wen Huang, Joshua Regan, and Mark Withington. 

This is a really good little anthology, printing material by the same four contributors each issue. This steady contributor line-up helps with what can often be an odious task when following serial anthologies of getting used to new creators every issue, and the possibility of not getting the same level of quality issue to issue. It also makes it quite obvious that this is to be a showcase for these four, which is a good thing. 
There are four very different styles here, which means the reader's not going to get bored, and they're mostly really good, which means any disappointment, if there is any, is short lived and slight.  


Mongrel #3, by Bernard Caleo. 


Caleo deftly outlines a new character (Salvation Jane) in a mere eight pages in this issue: her personality, resolve, determination, allure and attraction, relationships with two men whom she works with, and probably how influential to the developing story she'll be. And really, I don't like her already. But in a good, good way. 

03 September, 2012

What I Read Last Month…

What I read in… 
March 2012
Guh #s 1-5, by Jase Harper.
I bought the full collection of Guh from Jase Harper's Etsy store and I urge you to do the same. 
Full review coming soon. 



The Deep: Here Be Dragons, by Tom Taylor and James Brouwer.
A fabulous fun adventure comic for all ages. 
Full review is on it's way. 



Prophet #22, by Brandon Graham and Simon Roy, Fil Barlow.
I bought this primarily to read the Fil Barlow back-up story, but I've heard so many good things about the series that I was equally as curious about the main story, especially considering this is a single issue in an on-going storyline. 
It's quite the interesting sci-fi tale, or a chapter thereof. Even with no knowledge of what it was all about going in I really enjoyed my time here. There's a strong European sensibility to this, both art and story, and enough quirky and interesting things happening, told in such a way as to not spoon feed but also to not be impenetrable, that it's made me likely to pick up a trade paperback sooner or later. 
The Barlow short story lived up to my high expectations. Witty and weird, delving once again into his ongoing Zooniverse oeuvre, presenting us with another Zoon cultural oddity, its hang-ups and foibles, while simultaneously having a satirical dig at our own western culture. Brilliant cartooning in this a welcome return of the Zooniverse and I'm super keen to see the upcoming stories Barlow has promised. 



New Avengers Vol. 8: Secret Invasion Book 1, by various.
I really don't know how anybody reads these sort of comics on a month-to-month basis. Some of the chapters in this book — each chapter being an issue of the monthly comic — give so little story it's almost criminal. Then there are other chapters that cover years and years worth of plot and backstory, but in such a matter of fact and flat fashion as to totally rob the telling of any sense of awe or scope regardless of it's star-spanning repercussions. 
I would much rather see all these brutally separated sections of such a large story woven into the over arching plot as simultaneous threads and subplots. 
The brightest part of this volume for me is the clear, clean, enjoyably traditional art of Jim Cheung. Even though I can see so many of his influences hardly disguised by being barely integrated into his own style, he tells the story solidly and with flair. The other art present is not bad by any standard, and every chapter has an artist whose style is more or less appropriate for it, but they're not my cup of tea for the most part. 
I had supposed reading this single volume would give me a nice chunky read, and instead I feel like I got a bunch of disconnected episodes or vignettes, all too fleetingly burned through. 

20 August, 2012

What I Read Last Month…

This is what I read in… 
February 2012


Phatsville #16, by various.

The latest issue (at the time) from these amazing stalwarts of Australian underground comics (if such a thing really exists anymore). If you're familiar with Phatsville, then you know what to expect, and you're in for more of the A-Grade same. If you're not familiar, let me tell you you're in for a healthy dose of ugly, smelly sex & drugs & poo & dicks, all with a cheeky Aussie wink. 
This issue leans heavily on the two longest contributing citizens of Phatsville, John Stewart and Giles Kilham, which is great, and their true-life adventures in America when they attended San Diego Comic Con, which are really funny. J-Stew and G-Man are truly the spirit of this book, and it's definitely them and their cartooning and writing that I'm thinking of when I say 'Australian underground comics'. 


Francis Bear, by Gregory MacKay.

This is a, dare I say it, whimsical collection of stories starring the titular bear. I hesitate with 'whimsical' really because it shortchanges the heavier, grounded base of most of the book. Despite it being populated with nothing but stuffed animals, this isn't a kids' book. Below that surface style, immediately below, are stories of urban living, cars with no brakes, skin cancer, petrol wars and getting drunk. I don't know that there's necessarily any important statements or observations being made, but the quirky vignettes are obviously drawn from life to some extent, and they're usually quite dryly funny. 
The cartooning style is composed entirely of a line of unwavering weight but always uncertain strength. This (not thin) monotone line only adds to the childrens' story look of the pages, in a Miffy kind of way, and the busy amount of detail in a Where's Wally? kind of way. That busy-ness is never cluttering or confusing though, which is a real skill in itself. 
A book really deserving its international publication. 


All You Bastards Can Go Jump Off a Bridge, by J. Marc Schmidt. 

I was honored by being asked to do an "author's quote", or whatever they're called, for this upcoming book by J Marc Schmidt to be published by Milk Shadow Books. They sent me a digital advance copy and this is what I gave as a quote: 
"Do you like the surreal in your comics? Do you like the non-sequitur? Do you like to see someone having fun over and over as they experiment with the comics medium? Then you'll love this." 
And that just about sums it up. Over 200 pages' worth of J Marc's simple, mono-line-weight cartooning, in which there's obvious improvement as the book goes on. It's not for the easily offended, there's nudity and sex and (oh no!) dangerous thinking in these mostly satirical pieces. 


The Soldier Legacy #s 2 and 3, by Paul Mason.

Paul Mason's quasi-super-hero comic feels like a quaint kind of throwback to a style of comic Marvel used to make in the 70s. 
The art style is an interesting pairing of a less realistic, more cartoony type of drawing than you might expect from the genre (super-heroic action, both urban and set in World War II), but it works a treat, I think mostly because it stops it from taking itself that little bit too seriously. It's certainly over-the-top in regards to dynamic action and figure posing, as it should be. Mason, the lone creator of the series, still has a little way to go to be 100% professional in ability, but not too far. As he stands now though, it's certainly not a deal-breaker at all. 
Quite the enjoyable genre read! 


Kinds of Blue, by various.

This is a fine 84 page anthology with great heart for a great cause. That cause being letting the reader have a bit of an insight into what it's like to be on the bad side of depression. 
KoB suffers a little of what I feared it might: contributions from artists who are not primarily comic book creators, but not nearly as badly as it might have. In fact I was happily quite impressed by the showing of most of these first-timers. The stories don't suffer from repetition either, which was a another fear of mine given that most of the stories are written by the driving force behind the project, Karen Beilhartz. The fact that there's such a diversity of art style helps in that regard too. 
It's a handsome package, well presented in full colour, and is worth your consideration. 


Clubhouse Comics #1, by various.

What a really fine publication of an Aussie kids anthology comic. Some fun short stories with really good art and lovely colouring. A really good range of differing styles of quality story and cartooning too. Hopefully a sign of more really good things to come from Monster Comics. By the way, full disclosure, I happily had a short story included here myself. 


Astonishing X-Men #43, by various. 

I read so little American super-hero work now, and even less in the monthly "floppy" format, but this issue of Astonishing X-Men was drawn by Australian David Yardin, who in my opinion doesn't draw nearly enough interiors, though is doing a fabulous job as a cover artist. He does a super job here too, both pencilling and inking in his realistic superhero style. 
This issue reminded me how much I do enjoy a good, short, self-contained super story. It was fun, direct, had plenty of character moments, used action as a backdrop to dialogue, intertwined new lore with old cannon, and had a nice serve of suitably ridiculous super-hijinks. Regardless of the fact that of the three heroes, one was a character I'd never met before, and one I barely knew, I never felt out of my depth or lost. And to be honest, I got the kind of buzz only a fanboy of my kind of vintage can get when I recognised that the villain was from a (favourite of mine) 80s Captain America comic. A fun, pop read. 


Deadpool Team-Up #886, by various. 

Another monthly floppy bought because of Australian content, this time: Perth writer Shane McCarthy. A throw back to the old time punch-'em-up team-up comics of my youth. Light on anything other than the action and snappy patter, which is par for the course with team-up books of this type, and doubly so for Deadpool I'm lead to believe. Fine fun.  


Deadpool #32, by various. 

One more time, an American superhero floppy bought only because of an Australian's contribution, this time Sheldon Vella. 
I enjoyed this so much that I wrote a complete a stand alone review which is available here


Come Inside My Body — A Choose Your Own Adventure 24 Hour Comic, by Rebecca Clements. 

And that title just about sums it up really! Except for how fun and silly it is, and how wonderfully and whimsically cartooned and written it is. Rebecca's a treasure, and dispite my usual dislike for the publication of 24 Hour Comic Challenge efforts this was a delight to read. 


Mongrel #1, by Bernard Caleo. 

The first issue of Bernard Caleo's new 12 issue project, where the serialisation and the delivery by post are as important, according to Bernard, as the pages themselves. 
It's short at only eight pages, but does the job for setting the scene for the coming story. 
The art is not slick, but it is full of thick brushy verve, with the real strength of Mongrel being in the dialogue, the characters, the philosophy and philosophising. We only get an inkling of all that in this first instalment but it's what I'm looking forward to the most for the rest of the run.  


Blade Kitten volume 1, by Steve Stamatiadis. 

A very smartly produced, 40 page collection of Steve Stamatiadis' web-then-print comic. Although it heavily draws from manga stylings, I don't think this could actually be classed as manga. The art is slick and accomplished, very bouncy and colourful, which completely matches the fun, tongue-in-cheek action/adventure story. 
Quite an enjoyable, poppy ride. 


Dangermoth, by Noelle Dreves. 

I picked this up from the artist/writer at a recent Supanova because the art intrigued me. That and the fact it's a female protagonist by a female creator. 
The book's fun and bouncy in theme, style and execution, but still sits on the not quite professional side of the line and not just because of the sketchy style of it, which can be a professionally exercised decision. It's more a seeming lack of experience in the storytelling, slightly awkward figure posing, backgrounds, staging and lettering. The cartooning itself is fine, it's what attracted me in the first place, but application over the long(ish) haul of a complete issue of a comic is where such a thing is truly tested. 
As a first issue it's all set up and origin story, which I understand, but without something more intriguing in a longterm sense, simply presenting the hero's beginning may not have enough to pull me into the next issue. 


Transformers: The Art of Trevor Hutchison, by Trevor Hutchison.

A well deserved reprinting of Trev Hutch's striking and somewhat groundbreaking covers for IDW's Transformers comic All Hail Megatron. The comic was written by Shane McCarthy and he and Hutch are both Perth locals. 
The covers as reproduced here are a refreshing departure from what is normally seen on comic shop shelves, and it seems they draw inspiration from, and successfully evoke the feeling of, war posters and communist propaganda posters, while still being modern and original. 
A nice little collection. 


Tragic Romantic Comix, by Brendan Halyday. 

Short and oh-so-sweet romantic daydream by Brendan Halyday. A5 in size with most panels filling the whole page — sometimes the whole spread!, this has thick and jaunty brush work making up most of the art, and interestingly also infusing the lettering. 
A bitter sweet little burst of romance. 


Bad Guy, by various.

This is the first issue of what looks to be a comic attempting a high concept superhero story. 
There's some interesting, stylistic art that thankfully has some personality and that's not just trying to ape the latest Marvel/DC/Image style. Not that it doesn't owe anything to the early Image school of superheroics, but I think it's still trying to find it's feet, especially in layout and staging. 


Dirt Kernel #1, by various. 

Another not quite-professional-standard first ish here as well. Again, full of life and enthusiasm imparted from the team of creators, which if nothing else gives this tale of the only straight cop in a crooked big city police department something to enjoy. 
The art, firmly rooted in manga as style, needs more attention most obviously with the sparse, rushed backgrounds and the lack of originality in style.


Slightly Nervous, by Arran McKenna. 

Normally I'm a sequentials only kind of guy, but Arran McKenna's adorable A6 sketchbook of monsters, weirdoes, 'toons and doodles (in both meanings of the word) is too good not to tell you about. It's a fab collection that showcases quite a range of Azza's styles and subject. 
Grab it if you see it. 


Ben Lives in a Cabin Up a Mountain, Can You Still Get Pregnant If The Dude Just Cries The Whole Time, and It Got Big For No Reason, by Andrew Fulton. 

I received Andrew Fulton's latest three minis in the mail, and they're as wonderfully loopy as ever — loopy stories and loopy limbs. Expect full reviews. 

10 May, 2012

What I Read Last Month…

This is what I read in… 
January 2012

Star Wars: Invasion, volume 2: Rescues, by Tom Taylor and Colin Wilson. Dark Horse Comics. 
This is the second trade paperback from the team of Taylor & Wilson telling the tale of the Yuzhan Vong invasion of that galaxy long ago and far away. I'm no Star Wars fanatic, but even for me it's fun to see fondly remembered characters like Luke, Leia and Han have cameos. More importantly though, the cast of characters that I've never met before are engaging and likeable. 
It's a fun ride with enough twists and turns, revelations (both in plot and character), and action, that I'll happily be coming back for volume 3. 

The Adventures of Tintin — The Crab with the Golden Claws, by Hergé. 
I was particularly taken with the cartooning in this volume of Tintin's adventures, especially the faces, and Tintin's the most. For something so simply constructed, there's a wealth of expression there and a lot to find attractive. Numerous characters are delineated with lovely, clearly formed caricatures, and this is wonderful cartooning in that respect. It doesn't quite hold true across all racial depictions unfortunately, with what looks to me as a more clumsy approach to Middle Eastern and Asian characters. 
There are some wonderfully funny bits in the opening scenes, which can be very difficult to do in comics. The fun continues throughout with the drunken shenanigans of the obviously alcoholic Captain Haddock, who is introduced nicely for the first time in this story. If I were Tintin though I would quite happily have never seen him again after the way he acquits himself during their time together! I'm not sure how they ever became such great friends. 
For some reason this adventure of Tintin didn't grab me. Despite the exotic locations, fun action, tight scrapes and adventure, and I'm not sure why. Perhaps there wasn't enough rise and fall in the tension. Maybe the stakes didn't seem high enough. It might've been that Tintin himself was taking it all too much as 'business as usual'. At any rate I wasn't as interested in coming along for the ride or seeing where it took me this time, despite everything else this book had going for it. 

Celadore, by Caanan Grall.
This is a really fun book and a really great ride. From my experience fun is what Caanan does best. That and the voice of children, and children make up a large percentage of the cast of this 192 page book. 
Celadore is named after the pivotal protagonist of the three stories collected here. All three of which are fabulous, with plenty of real danger and sacrifice for the characters mixed in with jaunty dialogue, believable, emotional relationships, and fun action. There's never a status quo, not within each of the stories, and not from one story to the next, which I really appreciated. It gives a more palpable tension and believability to the dangers faced by the cast knowing that things will indeed be different by the end.  
And what a great cast. Quite large, very interesting, always introduced and used purposefully. It grows naturally and well, until it's quite an ensemble. The central members are so great that it's hard to say that Celadore is even the "main" character, even though the book bares her name. Again, great evidence of good character writing making me care about them all so much. 
There's a great concept that ignites this book, but even better than that is the fact that Caanan doesn't rest on it, but evolves from it and builds on it in what really is quite an exciting and believable manner. It kept me as a reader on my toes and keenly interested. 
I love Caanan's cartooning style too. It's deceptively simple, full of life and bounce, and he has a great handle on character poses and expression. The character acting is really good. 
Unfortunately there are a couple of issues with this volume, the biggest of which being the printing. It's dark and muddy, and for a story that often takes place at night or in other gloomy settings, this is unforgivable and very disappointing. It's way too often out of register as well. 
They are the technical issues. Regrettably there's one creative issue as well. Far too many times I was confused and lost by the storytelling. This is a fabulous rollicking set of stories and I just wanted to go with them, but I was too often hampered by having to reread pages, trying to figure out what I had missed and why I'm confused. I even reread the first half of the first story in an effort to "get in the groove" of the storytelling style, assuming I just wasn't hearing the book's voice correctly, but in the end I think Caanan simply didn't always allow the rungs in the monkey-bars to be close enough together for me. 
This is a sad stain on an otherwise brilliant trio of stories. I would love to hear more from Celadore and her friends in the future if Caanan could swing it.