Did I get What I Paid For?
Part Ten - Don't Blame Me Part One

by Jesse N. Willey

Hard to believe I've written ten of these things. That's a year if you count the two months where the column didn't run due to technical difficulties. To think, this column was originally intended to be a short series of fill in columns while I was trying to think of something to write about. It wasn't meant to be a regular gig. Unfortunately for me, I finally have a column with more than four readers so I'm kind of stuck with it for now. Anyway, this is part one of a Zod only knows how many part series 'Did I Get What I Paid For?: Don't Blame Me' where you the reader decide what I read. I don't know if I should send my readers fruit baskets or perform unlicensed dentistry on the lot of you. Since I bought the trades myself- here's what you should do. Go to your local big box store, buy a Mister Potato Head and send me pictures of where you put the mouth. If any of you actually do this- I will make sure Sheryl uses that image for a future issue of Collector Times. Think of it as a contest within a contest.

Our first request comes via Facebook's often glitchy chat box. Matt H. of Towson Maryland says: 'You do a lot of regular Marvel. You should do more from the Ultimate universe.'

You asked and you shall receive.

 

Ultmate Spider-Man Volume 3: This book picks up right where the omnibus edition I reviewed several months ago leaves off. Remember how I thought that trying too hard to make Ultimate Spider-Man movietic lessened my enjoyment of that Volume. There is very little of that here. The characterization is strong. I liked the introduction of Gwen Stacy. Where back in the Lee/ Romita days you couldn't figure out why Peter would be attracted to such a snotty bitch, the Ultimate universe Gwen Stacy is brainy, sarcastic and she kicks bullies in the groin. It's like Archie if he to choose between Betty and Daria. Doctor Octopus is suitably deranged. He's a scary villain for the first time in a good long while. While he's only in it as a side plot, I ashamed to admit I liked Spider-Man's encounter with Steve Irwin and Dog the Bounty Hunter- I mean Kraven. While it is a very different origin for Kraven it was still very enjoyable. Peter's social studies teacher is insane. I'm waiting for her to knife somebody. Oh wait- she doesn't like knives. The only major annoyance is that it seems every other villain knows that Peter Parker and Spider-Man are one and the same. (Green Goblin knows but Electro doesn't. Doc Ock knows but Kraven doesn't.) Also- is it just me or does the idiot jock Kong bare a strange resemblance to a young Brian Michael Bendis? It's either a sure sign that this character new to Ultimate Universe is a Mary Sue or it is intended as an homage since Stan Lee was reportedly the model that Steve Ditko used for J. Jonah Jameson. Anyway at $6.50 I got what I paid for. Congratulations, Matt H. of Towson, MD for sharing the love on this one. You're an actual winner for once.

Not to sound like one of my favorite episodes of Star Trek: The Next Generation, but comes via Facebook's often glitchy chat box. Matt H. of Towson Maryland says: 'You do a lot of regular Marvel. You should do more from the Ultimate universe.'

You asked and you shall receive.

Ultimate X-Men Volume 2: Do you know why I love the X-Men? Beneath all the layers of Byzantine conspiracies, heart pounding action, romantic subplots and sci-fi, which are all great by the way, there is a real heart to the characters. Oh wait. That's on Earth 616. Mark Millar takes all the surface elements and puts them in overdrive. The Logan/Jean/Scott love triangle has played much more in Logan's favor until about half way through the book. Ororo has hooked up with Hank McCoy. Half the team is either screwing somebody or wants to kill one of their enemies. Or in Logan's case he wants to screw Jean and kill Sabretooth. This Volume ups the ante when Jean kills someone with her powers. Weapon X, on the mainline earth, maintained its mystique by experimenting on only a small handful of mutants and humans. Here- if you're an X-Man there is a good chance Weapon X has mucked about with your mind and body. Then there is the appearance of the biggest annoyance in the Ultimate universe- Samuel L. Fury. I paid $10 bucks for this and it was so not worth it. My problem with Ultimate X-Men, and the Ultimate universe in general, is probably the same as many long time Marvel fans. Imagine you're a three year old kid. You know what blocks are. For your birthday you ask for blocks. Then your mother gives you wood shavings. That is exactly what Millar is doing. If you like senseless violence and meaningless sex then this is probably a great trade for you to read. If you're looking for something with just a tad more thought and substance to it, I'd suggest Essential X-Men Volume 3. Now, Matt H. of Towson, MD, you win the prize you so desperately wanted- the blow to the head.

Now a letter from a reader who is almost like a member of the family. Rich C of New York, (who happens to be my brother in law's brother) said: 'The Greatest Robot on Earth is in Astro Boy Volume 3'.

Well, Rich... I know you liked me first two trips into Tezuka's world so here we go...

Astro Boy Volume 3: A rarity for Astro Boy, this trade contains only two stories. The first of which is the epic 'The Greatest Robot On Earth'. A story filled with giant robots, things getting smashed, betrayals, absurd costumes, cross dressing robots and an oversized serving of bizarre Tezuka logic. What I love about Astro Boy becomes a lot more clear with this story. It doesn't the tell us about the way the world is. Face it, the world is a nasty, horrible, terrifying place. Tezuka's vision of tomorrow- by which I mean the year 2010- is the way things should be. People get along. War is seen as an unnecessary thing. Man and his technology have found a way to coexist without destroying the environment. That's not to say it is without a dark side. That is another oddity for an Astro Boy story. It has angst. The big emotional build up between Pluto and Astro Boy makes no sense at all if you really stop and think about it. However- Tezuka sold me on it. I wanted to believe it. While many would see Pluto's fate as a tragedy- I actually felt that perhaps Bora's existence was the real tragedy. He couldn't make the leap of faith Astro and Pluto made to think their existence had value. They came to believe that they were more than machines. As for the second story 'The Mad Machine'- Astro is back to basics. A robot labor day is targeted by terrorists and all the machines go haywire. Through an odd series of blunders, Astro Boy manages to do his thing. Oh and the fourth wall gets broken so all is right with the world. I got an Amazon Card for my birthday that I used to grab trades off my wishlist that I couldn't find anywhere else- so I didn't actually pay money for this one. Still- even if I had it would have been worth it. Thanks for the recommendation Rich.

And because he's practically family, here is another email from Rich C. who says: 'I'd like to recommend Pluto.'

I have reviewed one Volume of Pluto before. The one you gave me last Christmas- remember? Still- if you insist- here we go.

Pluto Volume 2: If two years ago somebody told me I'd be reading an Astro Boy Noir I would tell them they were crazy. If they had said not only would I be reading it but be so throughly engrossed that I wouldn't even find it strange to see Tezuka's classic characters being drawn in a much more realistic style then I'd have them committed. It sounds strange but that is exactly what you get with Pluto. Loosely based on Tezuka's 'The Greatest Robot on Earth', this story is a riveting whodunit. The changes are so large that even if you have read the original you still won't see a lot of the twists coming. The series has a certain sedate quality- even in the action sequences- that makes them almost disturbing. As with its cousin, 'The Greatest Robot on Earth', I didn't actually pay money for this. Even if I had- I would have gotten what I paid for. So Rich, you know I have a lot of trouble finding Pluto at local bookstores. If you intend to get everyone Barnes and Noble cards for Christmas again this year- please skip me. I want more Pluto.

Now- a rarity for this column- a side bar. As you can see this column has just reviewed two different versions of Astro Boy: 'The Greatest Robot on Earth'. Which one did I like better? Well- that's a tough question. If I answered with my brain, I'd say Pluto. The dialogue is better. The characters have more dimension. The repressed emotion just oozes the proper about of ambiguity to make top notch Noir. That means the story is doing exactly what the author wanted it to do. If I answered from my heart, I'd have to say the original Tezuka. Pluto is trying, in some small way, to reinterpret Tezuka's work. The pages are almost perfect but at times lack passion. Tezuka's artwork maybe cartoony, strange, quirky and at times downright absurd but the one thing you can never say about them is that they lack passion. Tezuka's enthusiasm about manga is so infectious that he's been dead for more than 20 years and his influence on comics is still being felt worldwide. I really enjoy both of them for very different reasons. I think no matter how much better Pluto may be intellectually and visually, I will always love classic dependable good old fashioned Astro Boy more.

And now on to a conversation I had with one of my closest friends while attending a local comic show on my birthday.

Friend: I forget- do you love or hate the Marvel Super Squad?

Me: There are times where I find it both very funny and disturbing.

So I ended up getting this next item as a birthday present...

Marvel Super Hero Squad: Super Stars: This collection is a very strange. It doesn't collect Marvel's comic book based on the TV show, but rather three panel web comics the TV show is based on. In that sense it is more like a typical humor strip that one would find in the newspaper. It is nowhere near as funny as great strips like Zippy the Pinhead, Pearls Before Swine, Pooch Café or the greatest in your face laughfest of them all- Mark Trail. Even at its worst it is still funnier than any Garfield strip drawn in almost twenty years. I would much rather pick up The Washington Post and read Super Squad than 'The Duplex' or 'Mallard Fillmore'. There were some strips that made me laugh out loud. As I said- I didn't pay for this so it has to be pretty bad not to be something I got what I paid for. (And if you look back in the archives I've had a few freebies where I asked for my money back.) Would I have spent my own money on it? Probably not. I still recommend it if you find it in a cheap box.

Our next letter comes from Sheryl R of Texas who writes: Killraven! Killraven! Killraven!

Okay- but remember you asked for it.

The Essential Killraven: Let's start off by saying that in terms of quality, anytime you change writing teams before your first issue even comes out than chances are you are dropping a ball of something not suitable for print. Any time you change writers four times in five issues your chances of producing a series worth reading are so slim they fall into the realm of one dimensional objects. The plot presented by Roy Thomas and Neal Adams and written by Gerry Conway reads like it was intended for Conan 2099. Conway continues on this road for his next issue. Marv Wolfman who even back in the 70s was usually a more than competent writer doesn't seem to have any idea what this series is actually supposed to be. He is gone by the next issue. These issues are about as salvageable as the legacy of Fatty Arbuckle. I don't even think replacing the Martians with apes would redeem them. Then Don McGregor stepped in. At this point it seemed like the series was a corpse that didn't know it was dead. Something odd happened around his third or fourth issue. The sales on the book were good enough to keep the book going but not high enough that any of the editors gave a damn about what actually went inside. You started getting stories about Martians using human beings as cuisine, a story with implied hallucinogen use, the first interracial couple in a mainstream comic and a discussion about mental retardation. Some issues that are incredibly strong and managed to weave out of the sword and sorcery vs. space aliens mold. These were all steps in the right direction. What prevents it from reaching the quality of Howard The Duck or even Werewolf By Night is that it does not take those steps far enough. Additionally there are several steps backwards. The first being the inclusion of an issue of Marvel Team Ups where Spider-Man meets Killraven. The whole concept seems extremely out of place. There is also the issue with various other Marvel characters which feels like they were hammered in because they needed to fill the 22 pages with pictures. Both of these stinkers were guest written by Bill Mantlo. They were obvious and shameless attempts to bring in new readers without bothering to check if genres mixed well enough to tell actual stories. A crossover is well and good when the idea works. These stories are the comics equivalent of guzzling soda while eating Pop Rocks save for the fact that I'm pretty sure these issues will actually cause an untrained head to explode. The 1980s Graphic Novel was a huge disappointment. Here McGregor was being given a chance to finish the story years after it last saw print something unprecedented at a mainstream publisher in those days. It promises to be the end of the epic. The reader would have expected: 1) For Killraven to find and either rescue or kill his brother 2) For him to go to Mars to end the War of Worlds which had been his goal since the beginning of the series and 3) begin to let Carmilla and M'Shulla build the new human society. It delivers only the first and fails on all the rest. The reader is just kept waiting for stuff to happen. If it wasn't for all the sex and sword play I would have thought I was reading Samuel Beckett fanfiction. The story from Marvel Knights Killraven was visually amazing but otherwise forgettable. My thought on the trade itself was that I was honestly entertained by about 1/3 of it. I hope Sheryl won't remove me limbs with a hacksaw or cancel my column for saying this but it was a complete and total waste of one hour's wage.

Not to sound like a Bill Murray movie but our final request comes via Facebook's often glitchy chat box. Matt H. of Towson Maryland says: 'You do a lot of regular Marvel. You should do more from the Ultimate universe.'

You asked and you shall receive.

Ultimate X-Men Volume 3: I have to admit reading the first story in this Volume I was almost convinced that the cover was misprinted. The story- while obviously not Earth 616- was actually good which is not true to form with Ultimate X-Men. Then I got to The World Tour arc. This story was almost two thirds pure Claremont. Really- writer Mark Millar took all the beats from Claremont's Proteus Saga, changed a few minor details and then added Psylocke as a girl in a refrigerator. He didn't even bother changing the ending that much. It was not an homage- it was fairly blatant plagiarism. Only it was a Marvel employee ripping off Marvel's own work for hire so there is legally nothing Claremont could do about it except not get paid. Don't get me wrong. The Proteus story is a good one. If I wanted to read it, I'd go read my Essential X-Men trades again. The Ultimate version lacks soul. The third story where Xavier goes to see the mind wiped Magneto was passable and in some place incredibly strong. Then comes the last two chapters which are like Lister's sandwich. I find Gambit, as a character, to be a waste of space. As I have stated in previous columns, I have some pretty harsh things to say about the writing style of 'Dumb Something that Rhymes with' Chuck Austen. Ultimate X-Men is usually an almost intolerable read. Which is why I'm extremely surprised that working from these three ingredients arose such a well crafted story. I found myself caring about the unnamed little girl and Gambit. The first chapter worked a lot better than the second where the X-Men show up. When Gambit tells Xavier he doesn't need their help I laughed at the (probably) unintentional metatextual message. How strange is it is when The X-Men seem like intruders in their own title? Was the book worth $8.5? Not by a longshot. Next time we meet Matt H. You're in for some deep hurting. Does the phrase 'Bela Lugosi Meets a Brooklyn Gorilla' mean anything to you? It will. Muahahahahahahahahahhaha!

In order to give myself time to grab some more of the recommendation, next month- assuming there is a next month- we will bring you the terror that is: More Mutant Madness.

Do you have a trade I didn't review that you'd like to see in a future issue of Collector Times? Go to our contact page with 'Forward to Jess' in the topic line. As long as 1) you don't expect me to read X-Men: The Manga Volume 2, Golden Age Superman or Silver Age Superman. 2) No porn comics either. I don't care if it's drawn by Phil Foglio or Milo Minara. 3) You expect no apology if you rip one of your favorites a new one. See Sheryl- I put that rule there for a reason.

 

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