It'll Be Arkwright On The Night, or, Coming Up With Funny Titles Is More Difficult Than You'd Think.

As I'm sure you don't need me to tell you (not that that's going to stop me), the comic industry changed forever in the mid 1980s. The impact of seminal works such as Watchmen, The Dark Knight Returns and Maus shifted the perception of comics away from their traditional younger audience and dragged them kicking and screaming into mainstream bookshops and endless filler articles in newspapers about how "Comic Books Aren't For Kids Anymore!". Whilst the works most commonly named as the driving force behind the change undoubtedly deserve their place in comic book history, there were several other major works that were of equal if not greater importance in terms of their impact on comic storytelling. The one I'll be addressing in this weeks blog is Bryan Talbot's visionary, hallucinogenic masterpiece The Adventures Of Luther Arkwright, one of the first true graphic novels originated in the UK, and a work described by Warren Ellis as "probably Anglophone comics' single most important experimental work."

Writer and artist Talbot, a prominent figure in the British underground scene in the 70s, began work on Arkwright in the short lived independent anthology Near Myths (incidentally, also the venue for Grant Morrison's first published work), continuing in pssst after NM came to an end. The series went on hiatus between '82 and '87, after which Valkyrie Press published the entire story as a 9 issue limited series, finally concluding in '89 (a decade for 9 issues? And we complain about comics missing deadlines  these days!). The Valkyrie edition is generally rather nice, although some unfortunate printing errors leave several key panels near the end of the story almost unreadable. A remastered edition published in 2005 prettied the art up considerably, and is definitely the version you'll want to be getting hold of (it's readily available and very reasonably priced)

The story follows Luther Arkwright, a dimension hopping secret agent who comes across something like a cross between James Bond and Jerry Cornelius, as he attempts to prevent a multiversal apocalypse brought on by the Disruptors, a secret organisation who back tyrannical regimes on worlds across many parallel universes in order to advance their shadowy agenda. Arkwright is an agent of Zero-Zero, the utopian parallel at the center of the multiverse who work to foil the Disruptor's plans. Whilst Zero-Zero employs a number of "sensitives", individuals who can establish psychic contact with their doppelgangers in other universes, Arkwright is their secret weapon; a man unique in all the worlds, and the only being with the natural ability to travel between them at will. The Disruptors have unearthed Firefrost, an artifact capable of destabilising and potentially destroying all realities, and Arkwright is tasked with tracking it down.

Sent to a London ruled over by the corrupt descendants of Oliver Cromwell, its society stalled and frozen in a 17th century state, Arkwright plans to forment revolution and force the Disruptors to intervene directly. Working alongside the last members of the British royal family (a...somewhat different Prince Charles and Princess Anne) and a motley band of freedom fighters, Arkwright steers the history of a nation in order to save everything there is.

The first half of the story is mostly concerned with flashbacks to Arkwright's past and several hops across dimensions to establish the universe the story takes place in. His childhood, kidnapped and trained as a weapon by the Disruptors before finally escaping and gaining control of his powers under the tutelage of a group of mysterious monks, is intercut between contemporary scenes, the story skipping back and forth in non-linear fashion. These sequences, along with Arkwright's death and rebirth in the second act (don't worry, that's really not spoilery. It's made plenty clear early on in the story that it's going to happen), comprise some of the most beautifully hallucinatory* storytelling seen in comics. It's up there with Bissette and Totleben's work on Swamp Thing, but presented in stunning black and white, with none of the not-exactly-timeless colouring work common in the 80's. It's a phenomenal exercise in experimental storytelling, and considering much of the early segments originates from significantly before Moore turned mainstream comics upside down, establishes Talbot as an undeniable pioneer of graphic storytelling.

The art deserves special mention here. Later in his career, with works like Grandville, Talbot would drift more towards a ligne claire style, but here the pages are absolutely packed with detail. 

Some of the work in the early chapters, having originated close to a decade before the later parts, is occasionally lacking in terms of proportion and fluidity, but as the story progresses Talbot's skill grows and grows. Incredible gothic architecture and dense, woodcut style linework and shading gives everything a sense of unbelievable weight and solidity. The only word to accurately describe it is intense, and it suits the story perfectly. The fate of universes is in the balance, and the artwork conveys the drama of the situation perfectly. 

Arkwright is an interesting character. Composed and in control, he can seem aloof and difficult for the reader to connect with at times, but in detailing his early years, Talbot gives us a deeper insight into the man. We learn that his icy demeanor was earned, and we understand it better. He's no cipher or unfeeling slave to the plot, even after his resurrection as psychic messiah figure* in the final chapters. The supporting cast, including the Machiavellian Princess Anne, sensitive and fellow Zero-Zero agent Rose Wylde, irreverent revolutionary urchin Harry Fairfax, and introspective American journalist Hiram Kowalski add colour and a sense of genuine jeopardy to a conflict that might otherwise seem like merely a means to an end for Luther. We see the world from Kowalski's perspective through his writing at several points, and the the sense that the war is something that matters to these people beyond Arkwright's manipulations is constantly reinforced. We never lose sight of the big picture, but Talbot's ability to show us the humanity within a war fought for the largest stakes imaginable displays exemplary storytelling chops on Talbot's part. 

It's a phenomenal piece of work. Talbot is somewhat underrated and little known outside of the European market (he did draw several issues of Neil Gaiman's Sandman, so he has at least some recognition in the US), but he is nevertheless an absolute master of his craft. The impact of Arkwright is present throughout comics, notably in Morrison's Invisibles, with its psychic assassins and reality hopping plot. A full colour sequel, Heart Of Empire was published by Dark Horse Comics in 1999, featuring Luther's daughter. The consequences of Arkwright's actions on the world he manipulated are explored, and the nature of his abilities and their meaning for the future of humanity is hinted at. Whilst not as earth-shatteringly original as it's predecessor, it's still a brilliant piece of work, much more of a straightforward adventure story, and absolutely worth a read for fans of the original.

The Adventures of Luther Arkwright is one of the high points of graphic storytelling. A defining and beautiful piece of work from one of the finest creators in comics. For fans of writers like Alan Moore and Grant Morrison, it's an absolutely essential piece of work, and even if you aren't, it's still a brilliant story and a piece of comics history. 

TTFN, folks

Keith

*And speaking of hallucinatory, the first time I read it I had what has thus far in life been my only bout of full on, absolutely couldn't-get-out-of-bed-for-three-days actual 'flu. It was...an interesting experience, I'll tell you that much. 

*Very definitely a messiah figure, I might add. A lot of religious imagery is present in the story, but generally associated with the villains, wheras Luther represents something entirely different. His death and rebirth at the hands of a hyper religious fascist state hints at Arkwright as the messiah of a new age, free of the shackles of theism. He's far more Buddah than Jesus, despite Talbot repeatedly throwing him into Christ pose.

Why He Is The Law, and Why You Should Care

It always seems strange to me, talking to Americans, to realise how British comic 2000AD is viewed across the pond. It's something that's been part of my life since I was ten years old, and the idea that only a vague awareness of it exists and is apparently a thing over here feels a bit like me only dimly being aware that the X-men exist. I'd imagine that even amongst those who are aware that the Judge Dredd movie was based on a comic, only a minority of those know that the comic is 2000AD and that it features a huge number of other characters. I could list the vast swathes of creators that either started their professional career at Tharg's Mighty Organ*, or did substantial work there at some point, but it wouldn't really be a great use of the time it would take me to type it, nor the time it would take you to read it. Suffice to say...2000AD is the shit, and I'll be covering some of the other major characters featured at some point in the future. For now, I'm going to be talking about the big man himself. The one you've all heard of. Judge Joseph Dredd of Mega-City One.

Judge Dredd was created by writer John Wagner (also responsible for A History of Violence, which was adapted into a movie by David Cronenberg) and artist Carlos Ezquerra (who you'll probably know from his many collaborations with Garth Ennis), although writer and original 2000AD editor Pat Mills (Marshall Law) also had a large hand in developing the character. He debuted in issue #2 of 2000AD in a story by Mills and artist Mike McMahon (Wagner had briefly quit due to some backroom shenanigans, and Ezquerra was passed over for Dredd's first appearance, not making his published debut on the character for several months). Essentially conceived as a futuristic Dirty Harry dispensing justice in a crime ridden future megalopolis, the initial Dredd strips were, in retrospect, fairly run of the mill for British sci-fi comics of the time. Luckily the extreme violence of the stories combined with Ezquerra's unconventional design (and what a design! All chains and zippers and massive shoulder pads. He's fascism by way of fetishism) struck a chord with readers.

It's strange that he did, in many ways. The strip, though always having been intended as a darkly comic satire, is easy to read superficially as glorifying police brutality and fascist government. Dredd was designed to be the ultimate fascist in a world where the police are the most absolute authority and you can be shot for something as minor as jaywalking. During the punk era when the strip first appeared, the idea of any cop as hero catching the public imagination seems bizarre, but the sheer fuck everything nihilism of the thing, and the fact that the Mega-City One Justice Department were clearly not the good guys helped it along.

For a long time, Dredd was essentially a cipher. There's a hell of a lot of fun to be had in the early years of the strip, with Wagner (who had returned sporadically during the first couple of years, taking over full time with the epic Day The Law Died arc) turning the satire up to 11 and establishing an anything goes attitude to the world he was creating. One minute Dredd would be leading the defense of the city as full on nuclear war broke out between the American Mega-City One and the Russian East Meg One in a horrific satire of cold war paranoia, the next he would be punching werewolves in the face, or investigating match fixing in the world of competitive eating. The Dreddverse is a place where literally anything can happen even now, but in those early days Dredd's unflappable deadpan response to the most lunatic of situations allowed Wagner to push the world in imaginative directions that most comic editors would laugh out of the room. Dredd needed to be a cipher back then. The supporting cast, including Dredd's robot butler and ridiculously OTT Italian landlady, a jive talking informant in a pinstripe suit, and several of Dredd's fellow Judges provided plenty of colour to the cast. Dredd's character remained as blank as his helmeted face, simply a faceless representative of the monolithic system he stood for.

In the long run though, the character couldn't continue as a blank slate forever. Over the course of several storylines in the late 80s and early 90s, Dredd grew disillusioned with the system he represented, and he began to develop an actual personality. After Justice Department sabotaged the movement for democracy in the city, and following the death of a young boy caused by a failure in the system, Dredd was revealed to be more moral than loyal, and he quit. Obviously he returned in fairly short order, but the character wasn't the same anymore.

Well, sometimes he wasn't. After Dredd's return, Wagner left 2000AD to help found sister publication The Judge Dredd Megazine, a new comic whose strips would (to begin with at least) focus entirely on strips exploring the expanded Dreddverse. At 2000AD, writing duties on Dredd were initially handled by an up and coming Garth Ennis, followed by Grant Morrison and Mark Millar. Although there were occasional flashes of brilliance on show during these years (Ennis's zombie apocalypse epic Judgement Day was a fantastic bit of action movie lunacy), but generally Dredd became a caricature of his former self, Wagner's work on developing his character thrown out of the window in favour of ever more extreme violence and unsubtle humour. It's not a period looked on favourably by long term fans, despite the talent involved.

At the Megazine, Wagner delivered what is to this day very possibly the most perfect Dredd story ever published. America, the story of childhood sweethearts who meet again years later after one of them becomes a terrorist fighting for democracy, was Wagner confronting more than ever the implications of the world he had created. The Judges are the bad guys. They're terrible people who do terrible things in the name of preserving their power. Suddenly, all the times it had seemed so hilarious when Dredd delivered a quip after blowing the fuck out of a bunch of guys didn't seem quite so funny in retrospect. America is not only arguably the best Dredd story ever written, it's one that has had massive impact on the character since its publication.

Whilst Dredd himself was becoming more introspective, elsewhere in the Magazine the Dreddverse was expanding ever outwards. Longtime supporting characters like Psi-Judge Anderson and Judge Hershey got their own strips. Strips exploring the justice system in other countries appeared. Dave Stone's British plainclothes detective Judge Armitage. Robbie Morrison and Frank Quitely's Japanese Ronin ex-Judge Shimura, Gordon Rennie's cowboy Preacher Cain, the Missionary Man, took on mutants and outlaws in the radioactive wasteland of the Cursed Earth. Whilst some of the international characters struggled to be more than essentially Dredd in some sort of stereotypical national themed uniform, plenty of them managed to expand the world in genuinely interesting directions. The standout was probably John Smith and Sean Phillip's Devlin Waugh, a bodybuilding gay exorcist working for the Vatican who takes on a vampire outbreak in an underwater prison and ends up becoming infected himself. The only character to ever beat Dredd in the Megazine's end of year popularity poll, there really isn't another character quite like him anywhere in comics.

It's that kind of infinitely explorable universe that keeps Dredd interesting even now. 35 years of stories, dozens of spin off strips, and there's always something new around the corner. The last few years have seen Dredd fighting the cause of Mutant rights in Mega-City One, an unpopular decision that saw him briefly exiled from the city, and currently Wagner is crafting what might be his last hurrah with the truly massive story Day of Chaos, the city under attack from all sides and tearing itself apart with civil unrest. Huge changes for the world are promised, and it's even possible that Wagner might kill off Dredd himself before leaving the strip (a potential replacement, clone brother/sort of surrogate son figure Judge Rico has been a supporting character for over to a decade now). Dredd has aged in real time since his debut and is now pushing 70, and it's unlikely that retirement to a quiet desk job awaits him. Dying heroically is the only reasonable conclusion to expect. Once he's gone, he'll never be back (although possibly some sort of "lost tales" flashbacks might appear now and again). The world will continue, but Judge Joseph Dredd will be gone for good.

So, interested in actually reading some now? I've only given the most cursory evaluation of the character and the world, but if you're interested in getting into the character, the best place to start is with the huge Complete Case Files volumes. They're similar to the Marvel Essential/ DC Showcase editions, reprinting big chunks of material in original publication order. The first five volumes are available from Amazon in the states (Here's Volume One) and can be ordered at your LCS, Over here in the UK we're up to volume 18, along with two volumes of the Restricted Files series, reprinting material from annuals and specials. You can find them in all good bookstores and etc etc you know the drill.

It goes without saying I recommend it. There's a new movie on the way later this year, starring Karl Urban as Dredd, Olivia Thirlby as Judge Anderson and Lena Heady as the villain, so I'd imagine 2000AD owners Rebellion are going to be making a big push into the US market. IDW comics have licensed the character for the first US originated material since DC's not especially great tie-ins to the fucking dreadful Stallone movie, so expect to see a lot more of the guy in the next six months. But why wait when there's so much already out there? You know it makes sense. He is the law, after all...

TTFN, folks.

Keith

*Tharg is the editor of 2000AD, a bright green alien from Betelguese on a mission to bring "thrill power" to Earth. Or more seriously, the fictional character taken on by whoever the current editor happens to be (currently Matt Smith. No, not that one). Having fictional editors has always been something of a thing in UK comics, something very much like characters like the Crypt Keeper or Cain and Abel in the states. It's a bit of a silly contrivance, but it adds a sense of fun and continuity to the editorial role.

Webcomic Nerds Are Hot

I love comics. I really do. I don't always make it to my LCS on a weekly basis, but there are few things in the world I enjoy more than payday rolling around and me heading down there and walking out with a stack of floppies. Those days are pretty much a loss as far as getting anything else done is concerned, 'cos you can guarantee I'll be glued to the sofa for six hours straight while I plough through the latest issues. But let's be honest here, we all know there's one really big problem with comics these days that's pretty undeniable.

As far as value for money goes, they fucking stink.

I mean, that's fine, and this isn't going to turn into a tirade about pricing. We all know the score, and anyone who's still in the game has by definition thrown up their hands and lubed up their wallet for a good hard seeing to. It doesn't matter to me that I couple buy a videogame I can get weeks of enjoyment out of for less than I spend a month on comics, because I love them and I choose to spend my money there. Of course, I'd prefer better value, but spending all my time complaining about it isn't going to get me very far.

Despite all that, I still manage to get my regular comic fix. Every day, across the internet, creators are putting up hundreds of pages of new material, for free. Everything from three panel black and white gag strips to full page, full colour epics that wouldn't be out of place on the shelves alongside the mainstream publishers. Webcomics, folks. They're the most exciting area in comics right now, and this is only the first time I'm going to be screaming about them as loudly as possible.

The volume and scope of material available is astonishing. Webcomics are a world of unrestrained creativity. A place where anyone* with an idea and a computer can find an audience. Obviously the downside of this is that there is a stunning amount of absolute unmitigated crap out there, but if that's the price we pay for an creative environment that can produce something as fantastic as Christopher Baldwin's gorgeous sci-fi comedy epic Spacetrawler, then by fuck I am willing to pay it.

Everything is out there. Every mad idea somebody with an ounce of talent and drive could think up is being written, drawn and given away for nothing, and there are more every day. Skin Horse by Shaenon K Garrity and Jeffry C Wells is a comedy about a group of paranormal social workers comprised of a talking dog, a cross dressing psychologist and a perky patchwork zombie. It reads like Bill Watterson doing the X-Files. Jamie Smart's wondefully profane Corporate Skull features the continuing adventures of a depressed office drone who gains superpowers after having his face torn off in a freak photocopier accident. Where the hell else could you read stuff like this? Even Image, with their current "throw everything against the wall and see what sticks" publishing strategy would think twice about ideas this brilliantly demented.

Yes, they have their downsides. Even the most prolific creators don't manage more than three full colour pages a week, a schedule that delivers roughly half the monthly page count of a printed comic. The lest prolific can go weeks (or in extreme circumstances, months) without an update, which makes ongoing storylines a pain in the ass to follow. It's hardly worse than some of the endless waits creators like Mark Millar have subjected us to in the past, though. And did I mention they're free? 

It's part of my daily routine now. I get up, the computer goes on, and I spend half an hour a day immersed in a glorious riot of the new. You should too. There's something for everyone in the world of webcomics. Your new favourite comic won't take you much finding. Go look. And when you have, let me know. I'll be covering some of my personal favourites in more detail in future (because if nothing else, it'll always give me something to write about if I can't think of anything more interesting in any given week. They really are the gift that keeps on giving), but I'm always looking for the next 500 page archive to dive into.

I love comics. Comics are brilliant. I can't imagine a point in my life when I'm not going to enjoy something like Mark Waid's Daredevil, Jason Aaron's Wolverine & The X-Men, or Scott Snyder's Batman. Despite the pricing, despite the industry fighting for its life, despite the gimmicks and the pointless sensationalist deaths I love them dearly. But there's a whole world of creators just as talented and capable as the best that the mainstream publishers have on their books, and they plug away, most of them for no other reason than the love of the thing. They deserve your time and attention, and they deserve you to shout about their work as loudly as possible. Word of mouth is what turns something into a success, so get it out there. Find something great and let the world know about it. 

Comics are great, but webcomics are exciting. When the inevitable finally occurs and the mainstream industry succumbs to heat death, there will still be hundreds, if not thousands of creators pumping out page after page, week in, week out. This is the future, one way or another, and it's happening now. Come on in. The water's fine.

TTFN, folks

Keith

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*I'm pretty sure I have a webcomic in me. One day, when I stop being such an indolent fuck and find an artist I can work with (my own artistic skills being cheerfully crap at best, offensively inept at worst), maybe I'll even show it to the world. Stranger things have happened...

A Statement of Intent

So, here we are then, the inaugural Comic Book Nerds Are Hot* blog. This is my first attempt at blogging, so excuse any initial clumsy fuckwittery as I find my feet in the world of talking shit on the internet. Of course, warning my audience that they shouldn't be surprised if I suck isn't the best way to kick things off, so disregard the last sentence and prepare to enter a world of unicorns and blowjobs*. Or something.

Your first question is probably "what the tittery shit do you think you're doing, man? The world of comic blogging has enough sub literate mouth breathers wiping their backsides over their keyboards to choke Fin Fang Foom! Why do we need another one?" My obvious answer would be "stop shouting at me, you inconsiderate bastard", but after the tears had dried, I would likely deliver a non-stupid answer.

See, what I want to be doing is something I haven't seen a lot of in comics blogging. I want to say something positive. There's an air of negativity in so much of the discourse between comic fans. Part of it is the tribalism that exists between Marvel and DC fans, but that's not something exclusive to comics fandom. Videogames, sports, technology, all across the internet you see people who want nothing more than to scream down the other guy for liking what he likes. That aspect of human nature is perhaps a tad on the universal side for me to really attempt to change, but suffice to say you won't be getting any of it from me.

The real problem, the one that seems so exclusive to comics, is a kind of self hatred. Quite apart from the desire to shit on the other guy, there seems to exist a desire to kick ourselves. Maybe it's partly to do with that clichéd perception of comics as something for geeks and weirdos. We seem to spend so much of our time complaining about how terrible the things we love are. Marvel is lazy and unimaginative. DC is unethical and exploitative. The comics we blow huge amounts of money on are all terrible and awful and how do these impossible ARSEHOLES expect us to choke down these AWFUL shit sandwiches masquerading as comics? Most days it feels like most self professed fans would sooner have a column of vinegar soaked ants march up their urethra than actually enjoy a comic.
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Don't you get a bit...bored of it?

I mean, there's nothing wrong with picking on the problems in things. By no means do I think that nobody should criticise the things they don't enjoy. You pay your money, you have plenty of right to say if you think it's terrible. Even if you stopped buying something because it was awful, you are of course still well within your rights to complain about it even if you aren't paying for it. But there's enough of that, and I don't really have any interest in continuing to contribute to it.

There's also the possibility of a kind of apocalyptic mindset amongst the fandom. The industry is struggling and there seems to have been a tendency towards doomsaying and resignation. That one is more difficult to handle than the usual bickering that goes on. The frustrations are more understandable, the problems more real. Loudly prophesying doom is tempting even for me, but being the naive optimist I am I refuse to accept that hope is yet lost.

So there we go, I've defined what I don't want to be doing, so what do I want to be doing? Well, I want to start talking about the stuff that IS good. I want to be celebrating the wins, finding the silver lining, and giving props where props is due. I'll be looking at the best of the current output from Marvel and DC, Image and Dark Horse and IDW and whoever else happens to be putting out comics worth reading. I'll be taking a look at some of the classics and telling you why you should have a copy on your shelf and if you don;t you're a failure as a human being. I'll be venturing out into the wilds of the internet and dragging back the best of the thousands of webcomics available out there now, for free. I'll be looking at the industry and doing my best to try to suggest solutions rather than just picking on problems.

Why? Because that's just the kind of contrary twat I am. Will it make a difference? Fucked if I know, but it's better than me just sitting on the sidelines griping about how negative everyone is. That doesn't make me much better, just that the subject of my complaining is one step removed from the rest. That's no good. That makes me part of the problem, and I'd prefer to be part of the solution, in however small a way.

Thanks for reading, folks. Follow the G+ and FB groups for general daily comic news and chat with some of those horrible bastardly fans I seem to hate so much, and tune in again next time to see if I can actually live up to this, my statement of intent.

TTFN, folks

Keith


*For those of you unfamiliar with CBNAH and currently assuming based on the name alone that I'm some overweight basement dweller with an hugely unrealistic self image, CBNAH is a popular and long running Facebook group of which I was a member back in the days I actually bothered having a FB account. Wanting to get back into the game a bit but not wanting to go back to the social hell that is Facebook, I recently started up a CBNAH page on Google+ and decided to have a go at a complimentary blog. Which is what this is.

You can find the CBNAH Facebook page here

And the G+ page here

*substitute your favoured sexual activity of choice here. Just don't do anything with the unicorns. It's kinda weird.