Two Networks, A New Comicbook…….

Can anything stop “Doctor Who” and its spinoffs “Torchwood” and “The Sarah Jane Adventures” other than them being worn out?🙂

Here’s the link to the new “Doctor Who” comicbook. And if you like cartoons, here.

P.S. If you liked the Peter Davison take on the character, you’ll like this. Then you can watch thisuntil it’s gone. 🙂

Book Reviews: "Incognegro" and "Democracy With A Gun: America And The Policy Of Force"

Two book reviews. The first is fiction, the second nonfiction.

Incognegro

The Horror Of Lynching (And The Power Of ‘Passing’), Through The Eyes Of The Black Press

Incognegro.
By Mat Johnson
(Writer) and Warren Pleece (Illustrator).
New York: Vertigo/DC Comics.
136 pages. $19.99.
ISBN-10: 140121097X
ISBN-13: 978-1401210977

It’s become a clichĂ© to say that both lynching and “passing” are parts of the African-American experience most Americans, including and perhaps especially African-Americans, would like to forget. However, the recent Black media rallying over the Jena 6 case—in which nooses were found under a tree under which Black teenagers were allowed to sit near a Louisiana high school—have brought up the ugly history of the former again. The latter—in which light-skinned African-Americans would, in effect, secretly cross enemy lines, disguising their true identities—has, interestingly enough, found new, “overground” currency in post-modern America, with famous light-skinned Blacks now being able to publicly claim their inter-racial “diversity,” in effect refusing to take a side in the classic divide.

Taking a side is what this graphic novel—a fictional tribute to NAACP leader Walter White’s real-life, death-defying lynching investigations almost a century ago—is all about. Harlemite Zane Pinchback’s secret identity is “Incognegro,” the muckraking investigative columnist for the best Black newspaper in town, The New Holland Herald (an obvious play on The New York Amsterdam News). He’s light-skinned enough to “pass,” so he can investigate lynchings close-up, literally risking his neck in the process. Although he wants to place his real byline into the Harlem Renaissance vortex swirling around him, he’s summoned back to wear the mask one more time to free his brother, who’s been framed for the murder of a white woman.

Johnson—winner of the Hurston/Wright Legacy Award, an increasingly major Black writer peer honor—beautifully alternates humor and horror, turning even a profanity-filled phrase as easily as blood flowed from the lynching trees. The colors, notably and powerfully, are absent; all is, appropriately, in black and white. Pleece’s simplicity in draftsmanship keeps the attention on the story and characters, not the pretty pictures. And since lynching is the subject, the pictures should be only so pretty. A powerful, passionate, funny adult work to be read and discussed by old and not-so-old, especially the teenagers who want to know what all that Jena fuss was about.

*****

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To One Japanese Journalist, Gun Violence Is ‘In America’s DNA’

Democracy With A Gun: America And The Policy of Force.
By Fumio Matsuo. Translated by David Reese.
Berkeley, California: Stone Bridge Press.
296 pages. $26.
ISBN: 978-1-93330-46-4

Mary Matalin, the Republican strategist who has made her name and fortune by trimming both Bushes, asserted last Sunday (11/25) on NBC’s “Meet The Press” that gun culture was “mainstream culture” in the United States. “I’m from the (Dick) Cheney Way,” she said, referring to the vice president who will be forever known for his 2006 accidental shooting of a friend during a hunting trip. “If you come hunting for me, I’m going to shoot you.”

Matalin may or may not agree with veteran journalist Fumio Matsuo that America’s use of force is in its DNA, from the Revolutionary War through Columbine and into the United States’ occupation of Iraq. But it’s clear that Matsuo, a longtime American correspondent and former Washington Bureau Chief for the Kyodo News Service, creates a masterful outline of American political and legal history from the point of view of the gun. He traces the story of the Second Amendment, explaining how it could lead to the scorched-earth philosophy behind the World War II bombing he miraculously survived as a boy in Japan. He learns the latter by digging up the history of the bombing and profiling its generals. The work is completely thorough.

Any writing elegance, for the most part, might have gotten lost during translation, but Matsuo deftly walks through three centuries of America. He dispassionately teaches the American way of violence to other Japanese first (the book was originally published in Japan), then calling for better U.S.-Japan relations by asking for a real, public reconciliation based on the acknowledgement of both sides of the atomic fires of World War II. Fundamentally an optimist, he sees America’s racial diversity as its strength, but he also analyzes why he thinks that the neo-conservatives who got America mired in Iraq are the next coming of “The Best and the Brightest” White House intellectuals who got the nation sucked into Vietnam. Matsuo depends on the reader to draw his or her own conclusions—an increasingly rare attitude in political books these days. It’s an important view of America from someone who knows parts of it better than most natives.

What?!? No More Kids' WB!?!?

And then, in 2008, there was none. Damn. Money really does talk, and talk well, huh? DAMN! What happened to subsidizing your BRANDS? Oh, that’s right; the network is the CW now. Boy, am I naive! LOL! 🙂

Clearly, after 16 years of geek bliss, it’s finally time to leave the house on Saturday mornings. 🙂 I will always have great memories of the Great Animated Superhero Cartoon Commercial Television Era of 1992 (the year “Batman: TAS” premiered on Fox Kids on weekday afternoons) to 2008. “X-Men,” “Spider-Man: TAS,” “Phantom 2040” , “Gargolyes” and “Superman: TAS” followed on Fox Kids, Kids WB! or in weekdaily or weekend first-run syndication (not counting UPN Kids, ’cause it just showed repeats of the other network shows), all to great acclaim from fanboys (read: me 🙂 ).

And on and on, “Fantastic Four: TAS,” “Iron Man: TAS,” “Silver Surfer: TAS” (my all-time favorite) “The Avengers: TAS,” and more, as the ’90s turned into ’00s. Up through “The Batman” (a show I only tolerated until it began to take itself seriously, writing-wise, at the start of its fourth season) and “Legion of Super Heroes.”

With Fox Kids and Kids’ WB! gone, at 39 I really can’t make the audience investment anymore, following the remaining cartoons to cable or wherever. *SIGH* At least there are now a lot of (directto-) DVD animated films from which to choose.

Time to take those Saturday art classes—sculpture? painting?— I keep claiming I want. And perhaps I should start pulling out my “How-To-Write-A-Screenplay” books and my African myth anthologies……..

Book Review: "Sentences: The Life Of M.F. Grimm"

SENTENCES: The Life of MF Grimm
By Percy Carey and Ronald Wimberly
Vertigo Books/DC Comics
$19.99, ISBN: 978-1-4012-1046-5

He was thisclose to getting out of The Life for good before the bullets came for his spine. But Percy Carey himself makes it hard to feel sorry for him before and after he was paralyzed from the waist down. Carey grew up in the ‘Hood before it became glamorized in 1990s song and film, and rolled with it simultaneously on his own and its terms. So he simultaneously produced hiphop and pain, strife and glory, street legend status and a criminal record.

So goes “Sentences,” the story of MF Grimm, a.k.a. “The Grimm Reaper,” and his battles using guns on the New York City streets and using words onstage as a rapper with serious potential undercut by tragedy. Carey’s first-person account, published in graphic novel form by DC Comics’ Vertigo imprint, is awash with paradox: shootouts in the afternoon and MC battles that same night; the boring monotony of drug dealing, and the most powerful love mixed in with the most violent hate.

This kind of nonfiction genre’s usual suspects show up—anger, the informant, jail life, redemption, realization, determination. Along the way, the reader gets a bi-coastal idea of how hiphop formed from the days of Run-DMC’s label-approved party jams through MF Doom’s independent moves. Carey was clearly a player: he met Chuck D, once shared a stage with KRS-One, assisted several Death Row Record artists (including Snoop Dogg), and even once interviewed Nas for “Right On!” magazine. As Grimm himself doesn’t fail to point out, he got shot before Corporate Music America learned to pimp that as a marketing move.

Carey relays his tale with a stark power that would make Ernest Hemingway pause and Donald Goines smile. Unfortunately, the wheelchair-bound hiphop artist has no profound thoughts to deliver, only the typical I-couldn’t-resist-the-lure-of-the-streets-so-don’t-let-this-happen-to-you lessons. His memories, regardless, are painful to re-live, even (and perhaps especially) in cartoon form, thanks to Ronald Wimberly. The artist’s superbly realistic but cartoony style, coupled with his brilliant uses of black space, almost produces sound—especially that of the revolving beauty and pain of the author’s personal journey into moral purgatory. Carey seeks to, and succeeds in, understanding his own demons, and he seems glad to be back to square one, ready to make new journeys out of his life.

"In Humble Sacrifice" :)

 

Glad “Today’s Word” is back.

(And Dear Lord, I miss “Calvin and Hobbes.”)

TODAY’S WORD ON JOURNALISM — Wednesday, Sept. 12, 2007

“In the world of television, the massive flows of information are largely in only one direction, which makes it virtually impossible to take part in what passes for a national conversation. Individuals receive, but they cannot send. They hear, but they cannot speak. The ‘well-informed citizenry’ is in danger of becoming the ‘well-amused audience.'”
  –Al Gore, author, The Assault on Reason, 2007

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Ted Pease, Professor of Interesting Stuff
Department of Journalism & Communication
Utah State University

TODAY’S WORD ON JOURNALISM ©2007 is a ree “service” sent to its 1,500 or so misguided volunteer subscribers around the planet. If you have recovered and don’t want the WORD anymore, send “unsubscribe.” Or if you want to afflict someone else, send me the email address and watch the fun begin. (Disclaimer: I just quote ’em; I don’t necessarily endorse ’em. In theory, though, all contain at least a kernel of insight.) Responses, contributions and rebuttals welcome.

“Words are sacred. They deserve respect. If you get the right ones in the right order, you can nudge the world a little.” –Tom Stoppard, playwright

VERY Quick Reviews Of Black Panther Nos. 24-29 and Fantastic Four 544-548

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The above—a Fantastic Four briefly led by T’Challa, with significant backup from Storm—was probably the only good thing to come out of Marvel Comics’ Civil War.

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BLACK PANTHER 24-29
WRITER: Reginald Hudlin
PENCILLERS: Marcus To and Koi Turbull (24); To (25); Francis Portela (26-27; pencils and inks on 28-29);
INKERS: Don Ho, Jeff de los Santos (24-25), Sal Regla and Nick Nix (24); Victor Olazaba (26-27)
PLOT: The Civil War continues in 24 and 25. In the aftermath, King T’Challa and Queen Storm find a special crib in which to crash, and an important task. Then a refurbished Foursome meet the Marvel Zombies…….

FANTASTIC FOUR 544-548
WRITER: Dwayne McDuffie
PENCILLER: Paul Pelletier
INKER: Rick Magyar
PLOT: The “new” Fantastic Four go up against The Silver Surfer and The Frightful Four.

VERDICTS: As far as Hudlin’s BLACK PANTHER goes, I eagerly await his NEXT storyline—which, hopefully, will be in Wakanda. The Civil War crossover issues try their best to solidify the Panther-Storm relationship, but nothing else happens, except a couple of sub-plots. Continuity again takes a walk, even from less than five years ago: Panther and Falcon talk about upgrading Falcon’s wings, when Panther ALREADY DID THAT in the pages of CAPTAIN AMERICA AND THE FALCON. The Marvel Zombie storyline is not even worth discussing.

McDuffie had me cheering through his episodes of “Justice League Unlimited,” so I’m happy to report that his Fantastic Four is quite solid, albeit surface-level. Add Pelletier’s lovely art, and you’ve got a more-than-decent read.

Fanboys pitched a fit when T’Challa—who, in McDuffie’s book, at least, was a little more like the character Priest envisioned—was able to arm-lock Ol’ Chrome Dome. I guess they forgot when Stan Lee had Spider-Man do pretty much the same thing back in the day. Meanwhile, I got a little tired of seeing Sue captured for the 400th time and watching The Frightful Four try to get it together yet AGAIN, but the stories were entertaining, and I guess that’s the (only) point in 2007, right?

AUGUST 29th UPDATE (BLACK PANTHER 30 and FANTASTIC FOUR 549): Hudlin’s dialogue is still uneven, 30 issues into his BP run. *SIGH*.

McDuffie putting in Sue’s mouth the words “I. AM NOT. A HOSTAGE,” and her subsequent taking DOWN of three of the Frightful Four/Five by her damn self, was worth the price of the mag alone.  🙂 Again, if the goal is fun, the brothers are trying their best.

Pere Pascal And My Tribute To All My Meres And Peres

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On a good day online, you make a good friend. Pascal, from France, is one.

“Meeting” at the Black Panther Message Board at least three years ago, we have swapped comic trade paperbacks across the Atlantic. I have a complete set of Christopher J. Priest’s take on the Marvel Comics superhero the Black Panther (sans the Kasper Cole storyline ) in French trade paperbacks, thanks to him. They are my prize possessions.

Anyway, he emailed me earlier today (sending me a .jpeg of his wedding picture from last year; I like that they both have glasses 🙂 ) to tell me that he and his wife are expecting a new comic geek to come forth. The end of January, he says.

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At least a couple of the couples I know are well on the way of poppin’ ’em out.  🙂   Adina’s little girl, her first, is due this December—I believe around the time my friend Jared’s wife Yari is expecting, their second.

Now, my friend Val….well, I lost count of the amount. 🙂 I think three.

So here’s my tribute to all the young meres (and peres) I know, courtesy of one of my all-time favorite artists, Basia:

*****

she’s gonna be a perfect mother,
perfect mother
in her mind there’s no doubt
though no one could show her how to be
a perfect mother, perfect mother
people say–she’s too young
should a child have a child?

hers is gonna be a perfect baby
raised according to the old prescription:
cuddle it daily and smother with kisses
’cause there’s nothing more important
just make sure that she never misses

a perfect mother, perfect mother
people say–she’s too young
no one could ever show her how

babies grow, then they tend to leave us
that’s how it’s always been and always will be
deep down inside you never stop wishing
for the hope to be certain that your
boy or girl
will be forever needing you

hers is gonna be a perfect baby
raised according to the old prescription:
cuddle it daily and smother with kisses
’cause there’s nothing more important…
who knows better–
all her life she missed her

My View Of "Fantastic Four: Rise Of The Silver Surfer"

The 8-year-old (or so) I was with Friday night loved it. And my 9:15 p.m. Silver Spring showing looked sold out. When my friend Raoul Dennis asked for my verdict right after it was over, I said, “Well, it’s better the first, but what is that really saying?” We both laughed.

This is the reality of  “Fantastic Four: Rise Of The Silver Surfer.” Believe it or not, no mistakes were made the first time around, because all Tim Story did was make a better version of the first film. And I can’t be too mad at the brother; if my film made $300 million worldwide, would I really change that much?

That said, it IS better and worth seeing—even if you are a die-hard fan. At least the F.F. acted like the scientists/explorers they are in cartoons and comics. At least there were more scenes with Alicia Masters (and both her banter with Johnny Storm, and his conversations with and about her, were GREAT).

And Ol’ Chrome-Dome was on point. Visually, very much the character who blew my mind as a kid.

I’m excited about the Silver Surfer spin-off that’s in development. I hope in that film Galactus will be portrayed more traditionally. The storm thing DID work for “Rise,” though. As one poster said on “The Fantastic Four Message Board“: “While seeing Galactus looked cool back in my younger days I think we have all become a bit more sophisticated and I don’t think a big guy setting up some equipment on the the rooftop of a NYC skyscraper would have been better than the ominous looking Galactic Storm that threatens to consume the planet. Perhaps one day the original trilogy can be done by a top flight outfit like Pixar because I think he would look more plausible in that type of film.”

Blah, blah, blah. 🙂 None of this—including the weird (read: too fake) look that Jessica Alba’s very blond wig and too-blue contacts generated, the critics-reinforced opinion that many, MANY scenes could have been better acted—really matters. Silly Rabbit; Tricks Are For Kids. As I explained to a colleague on Friday before seeing the film: “I’m stuck. I’ve LOVED these characters since I was 10 years old.”

So with the Surfer risen, The Cosmic Quartet gains another group of 8-year-olds as a fan base, while the 10-year-old in me waits to join the next batch on line Opening Day for “FF3” in 2009. Not EXACTLY a lose-lose. 🙂