Into the Vortex

Often when I’m walking down the street, people will stop me and ask me “Lars, what’s the best mid-80s alternative American comics publisher?” To which I’ll respond by thwapping them over their heads with my backpack, which doubles as an assault weapon.

But upon arriving home to my humble garret, I’ll frequently start pondering the issue. “Yes… what *is* the best mid-80s alternative American comics publisher, anyway?”

The obvious answer is Fantagraphics, because Love & Rockets. And certainly, Fantagraphics has published more good stuff than anybody else, so they win on a quantity walk-over. (Is that a term? I’m not so “up” on the “sports”.)

But they’ve also published so much dreck.

There’s also micro-publishers that have published, like, one series, and that one was quite good, so do they win?

So let’s set some parameters: Of all the mid-80s alternative American publishers that published more than a dozen series, who had the highest hit to miss ratio?

And I think the answer is Vortex Comics.

I KNOW! SO CONTROVERSIAL!

Not just because the owner was (well, is) Bill Marks, who famously didn’t pay people unless you showed up at his office (ALLEGEDLY!), but also because Vortex Comics is Canadian, and is therefore disqualified.

Hah! I spit on your petty rules! VORTEX RULES!

Fiona Smyth! Maurice Vellekoop! The Hernandez Brothers! Chester Brown! Ted McKeever! Matt Howarth! Ty Templeton! And a lot more! The best! THE BEST!

At least… that’s what I think? I was bigly into Vortex as a teenager, but I haven’t read these comics since then. Perhaps I was wrong!?! PERHAPS IT”S ALL SHITE BECAUSE LOOK:

I already had virtually everything Vortex had published (yes, even S’Not for Kids), but of the few things I had to pick up for this blog series is this… thing… about Nascar…

That sure looks like pure quality, eh?

So join me for an action-filled blog series where I’ll, er, re-read everything Vortex published (and watch some of their films) and bitch about things you don’t care about. I’ll also get into the controversies (there’s a bunch of them), and a surprise Dave Sim crossover.

I’ll be aiming for a post a day, so this should be over within a month.

August Music

Music I’ve bought in August.

This month I’ve bought some actual new music. Released this year and everything.

I’m impressed by the Nihiloxica album… very fresh.

Shirley Collins has a new album out! *gasp*

So do the Residents, but… I don’t like it. It’s called Metal, Meat & Bone, and it’s a parody of murder ballads (the blue kind). It’s a genre that needs parodying, of course, but it’s just… unpleasant.

But my favourite is this:

It’s Trash Kit’s album Confidence, which was released some years back. Somehow I didn’t know about Trash Kit, but they’re absolutely amazing. I’ve bought all their stuff now, and I’m also buying everything all of the people involved with Trash Kit has ever made. It’s so bouncy! It’s like a mashup of Nisennenmondai and Electrelane playing the music of Y Pants! Brilliant!

You Still Can’t Read Twitter With Gnus

I accidentally ingested some caffeine last night, so I went to bed at two and fell asleep six-ish.

That gave me a lot of time to think about the important things in life, so I thought about how fun it would be if you could read Twitter threads with Gnus.

“But why; for the love of all that’s holy (i.e., Emacs), WHYYYY!”, you’re saying. I know.

Because reading twitter threads on the Twitter web site is fucking annoying, that’s why.

Look at this: Here’s Berlatsky writing a delightful thread with two tweets:

So that looks all normal and nice, right? But those replies? They’re to the first tweet, and this thing:

Means that there are two(ish) responses to the second tweet, but they aren’t shown. So you have to click on that tweet, too, and then you can see that reply (no, I didn’t believe this the first time somebody told me, either; it’s literally in-credible):

I know what you’re thinking: “Why are you even reading twitter?! WHY DO YOU PUT YOURSELF THROUGH THIS AGONY!!!”

That’s a good question.

Moving on, my idea was to just script something in Emacs that would “click” on each tweet and then fetch any new replies that appear at the bottom there?

Presto! Magico! Four hours later! `M-x gnus-group-twitter’ and:

IT WORKSES! MY PRECIOUSES TWEETSES!

So what’s up with the title of this blog post?

It works… but only if the thread is less than … five? ish? tweets long.

Or something:

It might also have something to do with the age of the thread? At some point Twitter decides to do the loading of the replies via JS. If I were to scrape that stuff, I’d have to fire up a headless web browser, scroll it to “the bottom”, wait for the replies to arrive, and then save the DOM. That’s impractically slow.

So I dunno…

It’s nicer to read tweets this way, of course. But if it’s not complete, it’s not that much fun. So I GIVE UP!

(No, Twitter’s API doesn’t allow you to get a list of all the replies to a tweet. You can do searches, but that only helps if the thread is newish.)

You can find the code for all of this on Microsoft Github if you want to mess around with it.

Now I need to take a nap.

ELC1994: “Saint in Neon”

“Saint in Neon” by Elaine Lee, published by Marvel.

What’s this then!? Ectokid Unleashed? But that’s not Elaine Lee?

(Oh, Here’s an explanation of what this blog series is.)

No it isn’t, but comics.org says there’s a Saint Sinner story (remember Saint Sinner?) in here, so I’m reading it.

So… I have no idea what Ectokid is, really. This thing is by Dan Abnett & Andy Lanning & Hector Gomez & John Stangeland and others, and it’s pretty much incomprehensible. I’m guessing the reason it exists is because Marvel cancelled the Ectokid series, and they wanted to publish a mop-up issue? Because it reads like it’s the ending of a series.

There were no more exciting Ectokid specials.

(Oh, both of these comics were part of a Clive Barker super-hero universe thing that Marvel was doing.)

Then we come to the Saint Sinner Elaine Lee part!

Uhm, er…

I thought perhaps Lee would use the opportunity to, like, mop up the Saint Sinner storyline, because that had absolutely no resolution in the series itself.

But instead it’s just a typical Saint Sinner story, I guess?

Oh, well.

And I think that’s the end of this blog series? Hm, no! There’s one more! But… it’s going to take a few weeks before it gets here. *sigh*

I wasn’t going to start the next comics-related blog series until this one was done, but…

Watch this space tomorrow! Feel the tension!

ELC2010: Honey West: This Girl For Hire

Honey West: This Girl For Hire by Trina Robbins, Elaine Lee and various, published by Moonstone.

Hey! It’s been a month since the previous article in this blog series. That’s mainly because I discovered a couple Lee items while I was doing the main part of the series, so here we are in a mop-up heat. (Is that a word? I normally don’t do sports references.)

(Oh, Here’s an explanation of what this blog series is.)

So we start off with a word jumble masquerading as an introduction by Gloria Fickling… Honey West was apparently a… series of novels? Sometime in the past? Fickling isn’t very specific in her er introduction. There’s also a TV series? Probably? In any case, everybody raved about Honey West, even if they had to overcome so many obstacles, somehow.

ANYWAY! This is a collection of a series published by Moonstone, and I’m guessing that it was originally printed better than this. This book feels like a print-on-demand thing: It looks like it was printed on a laser printer on ordinary printer paper. It’s just nasty.

But that’s certainly a nice jaguar she’s got on the table there! With matching pants!

The first two issues aren’t written by Lee (instead they’re by Trina Robbins, with artwork by Cynthia Martin). Since this is a blog series about Lee, I should probably just skip those issues, but, hey, it’s Trina. I like Trina. I guess I could just read them without blogging about them, but is that even possible?

So Honey West is a private eye who goes undercover a lot. Here she’s not so much under cover as not very covered at all as a stripper.

Hey! The jaguar shrunk! Now it’s just a kitty cat?

(Spoilers: It changes size a lot. It’s supposed to be an ocelot, which is a largish cat, but the artists can decide an just how big it’s supposed to be. But that is a very nice Cat In Repose drawing, isn’t it?)

Trina’s a 60’s girl, and here we get a flashback.

Anyway. It’s not a bad hardboiled genre exercise; it’s fun and breezy. But now onto the Elaine Lee three part story; let’s read the first three pages:

Now, this is more of a real noir outing. It’s more formally inventive than the first two issues — look at the natural way the voiceover I mean the first person captions no I mean the voiceover and the dialogue integrates in that spread up there. It’s a splash page with a lot of information being conveyed, and it’s fun.

The artist is Ronn Sutton, so I guess some of this may be his contribution, but it feels like a very Lee way of storytelling.

Oh, the repartee!

Oh, the printing! It’s so annoying! I’m guessing the pages were supposed to be “full bleed” (i.e., the images extending to the edges of the paper), and it is that at the top (almost), but it’s cut off at the bottom. And the format is a bit wider than the artwork, so there’s borders on the outside… and there’s a white gutter in the middle.

I’m just saying: It’s so slapdash that I wonder what’s even the point of putting out a physical copy looking like this.

Except the millions and millions of dollars, of course.

As this is a hard boiled private eye story, Honey West gets knocked out at least once per issue. I guess that’s fair, but the repetition gets a bit… sadistic after a while.

It’s a pretty fun read, altogether, but … I find that I have virtually nothing of interest to say about it. (Yeah yeah, I hear you.)

It’s fine!

(Then there’s two Trina issues to round out the collection, and they’re OK, too.)

Finally, we get the alternate covers, and they’re totally tasteful.

Nice kitty!

But what does the interwebs think of it?

To my surprise, the last page of the comic stated that Honey West was a television show back in the 60s. In further researching Honey West, it turns out that not only was there a television show, but a novel, first released in 1957. And the very first (and last at the time) Honey West comic book was released in 1966. Now, 44 years later, the second issue (and the one I’m excitedly reviewing) of Honey West has been released, titled: “Killer on the Keys, Part 1: Bikini Death” (August 2010; #1).

I recommend this comic to anyone who wants to laugh, and who wants a break from gratuitous gore, the zombies, or superhero themes. It’s sexy, funny, and delightful!

I think they liked it.

This was confusing:

Most importantly, Cynthia Martin knows how to visually narrate a mystery. This makes her ideal for the new adventures of Honey West. VCI Entertainment appears to be offering a ten dollar off coupon on the Honey West DVD set sold at their site. However, at this point in time, VCI does not recognize the coupon.

Yes! The scale!:

It’s an entertaining pair of comics; a pair I wished I’d liked more given the pedigree. Oh, it’s all deftly done but a little flat. There are some good lines, a couple of laughs and the cartoonily fluid but precise art of Cynthia Martin keeps it all swinging along in a frothily frictionless manner. Actually, it took me a while to warm to Cynthia Martin’s art but once I realized there the scale of her cat wasn’t off (it was an Ocelot; it’s that kind of book) I relaxed and appreciated the clean surety of her line.

I guess?

As in Elaine Lee’s debut issue, this Honey West, despite the presence of Bruce, is firmly entrenched in the paperbacks rather than the television series. Ron Sutton and Ken Wolak follow Lee’s lead and fill the panels with inflagrante Honey moments. This isn’t sexist; it’s accurate.

Sutton weighs in:

“I’m having a lot of fun working on these issues” Sutton said. “In the original novels Honey West was a much sexier character than she was portrayed on television. So I’m trying to re-instate that. The story takes place in 1965 and I’ve worked hard to visually recreate that era: the hairstyles, clothes, furniture, etc. The mid-60s was also probably the last hurrah for that very girly-girl sex kitten image. That’s what I’m trying to bring to my version of Honey. She’s very alluring, well-built and she’s always on the verge of spilling out of her clothes”.