FF1987: Prime Cuts

Prime Cuts #1-10 edited by Gary Groth.

There are some storied American comics anthologies: Arcade, Raw, Weirdo… (Well, and the ones that started popping up since the turn of the century.) Prime Cuts isn’t one that you hear mentioned much these days.

It was (I think) Fantagraphics’ first major “serious” anthology. They had already published a few of them there “ha ha” anthologies, but it seemed like they had higher ambitions for this one.

Just look at the introduction from the first issue:

Ok, that’s probably out of focus, so just let me type in the first couple of sentences.

“It is difficult not to have an eschatalogical (sic) view of American culture. I resist the temptation because it’s morally insufficient, and ultimately plays into the hands of fatalistic culture, leading to defeatism and impotence. Nevertheless, there is no escaping the feeling that, taking the larger view, we are heading towards the abyss.”

Exactly.

We’re off to a solid start. A quotation from Enzensberger on the indicia page; a strip by R Crumb & Aline Kominsky-Crumb; Eddie Campbell; Dori Seda; Drew Friedman; Richard Sala and Justin Green.

And some pages by Cliff Sterrett, too. Most of these could have (and have) appeared in Weirdo instead.

(And to digress slightly, I think this is the most quintessential Richard Sala panel ever. It sort of sums up everything about any story he’s ever done. And not in a bad way: He just has his very productive baggage of obsessions he’s been using very productively over the years. And I just love everything about the artwork in that panes, from the intent expression on the protagonist, to the glasses on the eyes on the woman behind him, to the guy in front of him staring at us, the readers. It’s a conspiracy!)

But here’s something that I thing definitely wouldn’t have been in Raw:

This is Mitch Manzer’s Rory Randall, The Singing Cowboy, and it’s a series that would run for six issues. And it is weapons grade silliness. When it works, it is very funny, but it’s an odd thing to include in an anthology like this. (He went on to publish Lust of the Nazi Weasel Women through Fantagraphics, but didn’t do much more than that, according to the Grand Comics Database…)

Another feature in Prime Cuts are slightly more voluminous author intros than you’d normally see, along with full-page intros to some of the later translated pieces. But I thought this one was amusing:

(The bit about Beto and Garcia Marquez, that is.)

Issue three has one of the first “Victorian Murder” story by Rick Geary (which was reprinted in the first collection, I vaguely recollect?). But I just wanted to note here how much I love, in particular, his way of drawing objects. It’s not quite naturalistic — everything seems to be rounder and bulge in slightly odd places, but it’s mostly not something you can put your finger on. He just draws these things as if every thing had a personality. A kinda amiable personality.

Not that his people are bad or anything (they’re lovely, too), but nobody draws objects like Geary.

But talking about being reprinted: The same issue also has an excerpt from R Crumb’s teenage comics:

As well as a six page excerpt from Jim (by Jim Woodring). The Jim excerpts are good, and the Crumb excerpts are interesting, I guess, but this is a very odd way of putting an anthology together.

There’s a great Sinner story in the next issue, but Fantagraphics was publishing a Sinner book at the time, so, again, it doesn’t seem like an ideal way to be doing an anthology if you want to have the anthology stand on its own feet, instead of being a company ad catalogue.

Ok, I have to excerpt this Rory Randall joke. (What you need to know: The person not seen here can’t say the “r” sound.)

Now I’m ashamed of myself, but Manzer should be more ashamed.

Anyway, the anthology continues to trundle along… More translated stuff starts popping up, and the last half of the run is dominated by the rather overwrought Ana serial by F. Solano Lopez. But people like Norman Dog appears:

Hey! That’s me!

Oh, I forgot to mention that Prime Cuts featured text pieces in every issue. Somewhat random stuff, from my point of view. Carson McCullers, Djuna Barnes, Kay Boyle… Short stories and reportage.

I quite enjoyed the Kay Boyle post war story from France:

Prime Cuts sometimes feel like an oldee timee version of somebody’s Tumblr page: Whatever that person likes at the time ends up in the magazine. While anthologies like Raw has a very clear point of view, Prime Cuts does not. Reading an issue of Raw (I re-read all the large sized issues last year) is an orchestrated experience: Everything fits together.

Prime Cuts has great stuff (and some not-so-great), but it’s like: “Here! I gathered up enough comics and stuff to fill one 64 page issue! Now read!”

In the last few issues we venture into the ever-popular “embarrassing autobio” genre, but I think Craig Maynard won it:

Ok, that’s more embarrassing than everything else.

Remember I said, back up there, how Prime Cuts started off with all those household names? Well, the last issue looks like this:

But there are people like Carel Moisewitch inside, so that’s more than a bit unfair.

The last three issues had essays by Herman Hesse, and the last four (I think) had no author introductions. If I were to make an uninformed guess, I think the editor started losing interest around issue four, and lost all interest by issue eight. It started off quite ambitiously, but it never achieved any sort of coherence.

I haven’t re-read any of the other Fantagraphics anthologies yet, but I suspect this is a problem that continues on Graphics Story Monthly and Zero Zero. It wasn’t until Mome that Fantagraphics finally made a great anthology series.

I think. I guess I’ll find out when I get to those anthologies.

This post is part of the Fantagraphics Floppies series.

FF1994: The Biologic Show

The Biologic show #0-1 by Al Columbia.

This is a pretty odd… series. The first issue (#0) is magazine sized and is mostly shorter pieces. The second issue (#1) is announced as being quarterly, and then there are no more issues.

Anyway, I assume everybody knows Columbia’s story (Bill Sienkiewicz’s assistant on Alan Moore’s Big Numbers, then taking over the comic, then tearing up all the pages, then sort of dissapearing). So what’s this solo comic like?

Exactly what you’d expect.

Lots of weird characters inhabiting an inky, horrible world.

It’s rather spiffy.

The second issue has more of a traditional narrative… and ends like this:

But I don’t think that ever happened? At least I can’t remember any such thing from the collection that was released a few years back, but I haven’t read that one lately…

Columbia has continued to publish short stories sporadically in various anthologies, mostly from Fantagraphics.

This post is part of the Fantagraphics Floppies series.

FF1986: Captain Jack

The Adventures of Captain Jack #1-12
A*K*Q*J #1

By Mike Kazaleh.

Back in the 80s, Fantagraphics published a number of funny animal titles. This one is one of the funnier funny animal titles.

Kazaleh’s day job is as a storyboarder for animated films. It’s kinda obvious looking at some of the scenes, but it’s not all slapstick. Or much, even.

The first issue is pretty gag oriented:

Har de har. The first half was also apparently drawn with magazine size in mind — it’s too wide, so he had to put a filler down at the bottom. (And the reduced size makes the letters kinda hard to read. Lawn: Get off it.)

Slapstick! But starting with issue two, things veer off in a different, more soap opera like direction. And somebody’s thinking naughty thoughts:

What could this “it” he’s talking about be!?

*gasp* Issue 5:

I remember this from back then. Various comic shop owners had gotten arrested for selling comics with sexual content, and publishers were reacting to this by slapping “for mature readers” on anything that was likely to get anybody arrested. It was controversial: Some people felt this was akin to saying “hey, this is porn!”. So here’s the offending page:

Aww. But I guess this makes Captain Jack more furry than funny animal…

Anyway, by this point, Captain Jack isn’t much about funny space heists any more. Instead it love and heartbreak and friendship and stuff.

The artwork is as charming as ever, but the other thing I wanted to draw your attention to here is the paper the book is printed on. In the late 80s, Fantagraphics was experimenting with a variety of paper qualities, and for a while they settled on this thing.

It’s nice and white, but it’s so so so see-through. Not only does the image printed on the other side of the sheet peek through, but you can see the page after that page, too. It’s just madness. I remember feeling really put off by this penny pinching, even back then.

But there’s a reason:

Captain Jack is selling so poorly that they’re switching to an even cheaper paper. But I think the newsprint is nicer, anyway:

The paper isn’t white, but there’s no bleed through.

Oh! This isn’t Paper Quality News Weekly, is it? There’s a comic going on.

The last handful of Captain Jack issues is very down to Earth. (See! Joke! They’re on Earth, and it’s… Oh, forget it.)

It’s quite a way to go from having space jinx to sadly sitting in a laundromat. Perhaps the financial situation of the comic is being reflected in its contents…

And then it ends with no resolution to the storyline. Re-reading this again, I must say I feel a bit let down. I mean, it’s a nice reading experience. I like the characters, I enjoy the art, it’s amusing… But it’s a let down. So let’s meet Hyper Al on the final back cover:

Or final? One special a couple of years later:

Will we get the plot resolved? Huh? Huh?

No, it’s 40 pages of jokes from Oldee Thymees.

Kazaleh has published a number of one-offs since finishing Captain Jack, and is still working in animation last time I heard.

This post is part of the Fantagraphics Floppies series.

FF1989: The Adventures of Mr. Pyridine

The Adventures of Mr. Pyridine #1 by M. Singh

Fantagraphics published a large number of what you might perhaps call “aspirational series”. That is, they aspired to be series, but I think everybody involved could guess that there would most likely be no more than one issue.

Perhaps I should gather a few up in one larger post… Or not.

Anyway, this is a book with very little information available. The artist is identified only as M. Singh, and the stories are old school surrealist pieces. Some funny:

And some unnerving:

Googling a bit leads me to this: The full name is apparently Mahendra Singh and he’s still active.

This post is part of the Fantagraphics Floppies series.