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20/03/2009

[...consumed anew #67] Seekers: Into The Mystery #1-5

Filed under: ...consumed anew — Tags: — Graig @ 3:03 pm

Recently reprinted in Trade Paperback as “The Pilgrimage of Lucas Hart” by Boom Studios

seekers1_thumbThose of us who were there come down on comics in the ’90’s pretty hard. It was a pretty tumultuous time filled with plenty of highs, but overwhelmed by the lowest of the low. One of the brightest points was the emergence of Vertigo, giving a very mainstream home to comics that weren’t so mainstream. Through Vertigo comics grew up, and fast, which isn’t to say they were the first or the only “suggested for mature readers” publisher, but they were certainly the ones that drew attention. With a creator-friendly attitude and a drive towards audacious, Vertigo triumphed in what could be easily called the Golden Age of the mature comic.

The bastions of the line came from across the pond: Gaiman, Ennis, Morrison, Ellis and their respected signatures: Sandman, Preacher, The Invisibles, Transmetropolitan. But that’s not to say they were the only thing worth reading, but so much else that Vertigo published got lost amongst the figureheads, some that should have shone just as bright, others that rightfully faded into the background. J.M. DeMatteis’ Seekers: Into The Mystery is certainly one of those titles, but which one?

Seekers: Into the Mystery was originally published in 1996, running 15 issues, which at the time seemed all too brief. The first five issues have just been reprinted by Boom Studios in trade, which I’m glad to see. I was there for the initial run, and I remember being quite fond of it, and rather disappointed when it ended. The unfortunate thing about memories is sometimes they’re not very specific. What did I actually recall from my first encounter with it? Little aside from the feeling of it being rather profound and that non-specific sense of “it was good”.

seekers5_thumbSo the Boom trade provided a nice sense of rediscovery, and with over a dozen years having passed, the experience was familiar but fresh and surprisingly the crux of the opening chapter of the series had completely escaped me. You may consider this a SPOILER, but it’s printed on the back cover of the book, so I think it’s fair game.

Lucas Hart is a bit of a failure, an intelligent man whose life has crumbled around him. A flash-in-the-pan screenwriter with only one true success to his name after a decade in Hollywood, a long-dissolved marriage and a flimsy physical relationship with a starlet. He wakes up with night terrors - also experiencing them during the day - of a little red demon with knives for teeth trying to claw his way out from inside him. The severity of the terrors are strangely juxtaposed by serene dreams of flying as a child, and as an adult. Hart has no idea what any of it means except that it’s driving him crazy… until he realizes the demon in his belly is not trying to hurt him, trying to make him remember the abuses he suffered as a child and how he would fly to escape them.

The sudden emergence of long-repressed memories, however, isn’t the full story, but just the background, and some unusual character and occurrences come into play. A dancing woman, a scatological homeless man, a spiritual leader in the guise of Doug Henning, and even further, more tangible dreams of flying all lead to the titular “Mystery” which Hart ventures “Into”.

With this first volumes providing a third of the published story, it feels incomplete, and even to some small degree, unsatisfying. In most cases, the discovery of the abuse, explaining the dreams, would be it, but DeMatteis feeds in so much more that it’s an appetizer only, with the standalone fifth chapter laying the bedrock for a much fuller series. Given the breakdown of what was published (three 4-arc stories with an epilogue/transition issue after each) I can see why the decision was made to go with just the first 5 chapters (meaning two more volumes to go) but a full omnibus or the first two arcs of the series would have provided a more satisfying collection.

DeMatteis wrote Seekers in full narrative, which I often, but not always, find in comics to be a bit of a cheat to get the story moving at a pace unsuited to the medium. Here, it’s the strength of the writer’s storytelling, DeMatteis’ skill, and the story he has to tell that keep it aloft. Glenn Barr provides the art for the first arc, with Jon J. Muth providing art for the 5th chapter, and both provide a strong sequential sensibility, with a good accompaniment of imagery with narration in the panel flow, but I find their complimentary styles of illustration to be visually unappealing. Utilizing a thin, freehand line with scratchy inks, it’s not very clean and kind of bland.

What’s most apparent with the book is I couldn’t put it down. DeMatteis’ words have flow, making them endlessly readable, leaving me with the desire to do little more than dig out the remainder of the series from my long boxes. I can see why, given the opening arc’s subject matter, Seekers didn’t succeed. But if the direction the series was leading into at the end of the fifth chapter is any indication, I can see why I remembered it so fondly. The unusual cast, the unique sense of the metaphysical and the sense of discovery was enough to carry me through once, and I’m quite sure again.

4/5

09/03/2009

[...consumed all new #67] In Bruges

Filed under: ...consumed all new — Tags: — Graig @ 1:12 pm

in-brugesIf I were to describe In Bruges through analogy, I’d say, in spirit, it’s like Gross Point Blank by way of Father Ted, which is to say it’s an atypical look at hitmen during their downtime, a tossed together duo consisting of the time-tested comedic pairing of the sensible one and the borderline idiot. It’s smart, weird and hilarious, with a bit of heart to it and even some action, which altogether makes for a surprising, thoroughly entertaining film.

Ray (Colin Ferrell) and Ken (Brendan Gleeson) are two Irish hitmen instructed by their boss to hole up in Bruges (it’s in Belgium) for two weeks after a job in London goes awry. Ken is the senior member of the pair, and also the more respectable of the two, with a healthy appreciation for arts and culture, he relishes the opportunity to explore one of the best preserved medieval towns in Europe. Ray, on the other hand, thinks Bruges is a “shithole”, and makes sure to emphasize his point at every opportunity. He is bored and wants to leave, whining and complaining like a five year old the entire time, that is until he sees a film production shooting footage of Jimmy, a dwarf. Ray has an odd fascination with “midgets” and gleefully gravitates towards the scene, eventually meeting Chloe, Jimmy’s not-unattractive drug dealer.

Not that the film is exceptionally twisty or turny, but one of its great delights are the small reveals it makes throughout which change the context of the characters as the film progresses. Yes, Ray is impulsive and brash, but he’s also honest and earnest in all his actions and once you begin to understand him, you can understand why Ken is so paternal with him.

The film is about character and also setting, with Bruges put in the spotlight, shithole and splendor alike. Like Wim Wender’s Wings of Desire and Berlin or Richard Linklater’s Before Sunrise and Paris, the setting is key to the characters’ states of being and the film is a romantic letter to its surroundings.

Ferrell and Gleeson are both outstanding in their roles, and the myriad of unusual characters who populate the film certainly make it stand-out. The dialogue is snappy, but in character-specific context, not in a universal sensibility. That it was nominated for an Oscar was no surprise. That it didn’t win, also no surprise, which isn’t to say that it shouldn’t have.

[...about me #67] zombies

Filed under: ...about me — Tags: — Graig @ 11:19 am

Pretty much the only thing that creeps me out are zombies… Zombie nightmares are infrequent but do happen far more regularly than, say, dreams of flying or having superpowers or sexy stuff.

My zombie dreams are panic stricken and intense, with feelings of being surrounded or in constant danger, fearing for myself, and generally unaware of my real life, a complete nightmare fantasy world. Typically I’m not even myself, but playing a character.

I’m sure there’s some meaning, which I think is this: I’m kinda wigged out by zombies. They’re pretty much the only things that cause me nightmares.
Well zombies and ex-girlfriends, aha ha ha ha ha. Ahem. I don’t know what would happen if I had zombie ex-girlfriend dreams…

[...i ate #67] Cubana Libre

Filed under: ...i ate — Tags: — Graig @ 11:19 am

Yellow Griffin round two (see “ate #47″ for previous)
A lamb burger topped with “freedom ham, liberation mustard, protest pickles and diplomatic Swiss cheese.” Awesome

[...learned #67] mah-jongg

Filed under: ...learned — Tags: — Graig @ 11:15 am

Aden’s dad was down in Florida recently and visited their bountiful flea markets, purchasing for us a mah-jongg set concealed within an alligator skin carry case. I pulled out the manual and read through it twice and while I get the idea of the game (it’s kind of like poker), I don’t really understand the methodology of the the hand or the scoring, so it’s off to youtube to see if I can’t figure it out.

Here’s a quick primer:

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