Showing posts with label Godland. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Godland. Show all posts

Sunday, June 19, 2016

Comic Review: American Barbarian



“I’m heading out to kick some more ass, but I need an army...Anybody want to come with me?”

    If you enjoy the wilder side of comics, you have to look to Tom Scioli.  Clearly an artistic descendant of Jack Kirby, Scioli’s storytelling is balls-out crazy. I first came across his work on Godland, a wild take on The Fantastic Four.  But after meeting him at a convention, I had to read The Myth of 8-Opus, which was marvelously weird.  And then...And then he took on Transformers VS G.I. Joe.  Holy Mother of Crap. I’ve been sitting on American Barbarian for a while, now.  But this week, it was time.

“I’ve got God’s balls right here!”

    Like some kind of 70s, Saturday morning cartoon, jacked up on some hard drugs, and pumped up with unchained comic book imagination, American Barbarian tells an odd tale. The red, white, and blue haired warriors who have traditionally defended a good kingdom have produced an ultimate incarnation.  When a giant, evil, Egyptian Pharaoh with tanks for feet roars across the world, only one man can stand in his way.  Well, one man and a bunch of other weirdos he recruits for the efforts.

“R-E-V-E-N-G-E-!-!-!”

    It kept reminding me of weird stuff like the Thundarr The Barbarian cartoon and Killraven comics.  But with Scioli’s particular brand of over the top weirdness. It’s a refreshing bit of fun that absolutely revels in the comic book medium, blazing with colorful splash pages and likes of insane dialog.  A must read.

-Matthew J. Constantine

Saturday, February 18, 2012

Comics Review: The Myth of 8-Opus Prologue


    A few years ago, on a whim, I picked up this crazy looking comic trade called Godland.  Wow!  It was like Fantastic 4 mixed with Austin Powers with some extra crazy.  One of the things that struck me was the art by Tom Scioli, which even from my limited understanding of comics history, I knew to be in the vein of Jack Kirby.


    Fast forward a couple years and I’m living in Virginia, attending the occasional comic convention, including SPX, where Warrior 27 is being unveiled by friends Dan and Chris over at On the Fly.  And who should be there but Tom Scioli, who signs and does a quick sketch in my Godland volume 1 trade.  But he’s also selling a couple volumes of a series he’s wholly responsible for called The Myth of 8-Opus.  Well, it was early on in the day and I still had a pretty good amount of dough in my pocket, so I snagged a copy of the “Prolog” figuring I’d give it a look and see if it was my bag or not.


    Now, here’s where I began to understand something about going to cons.  Sometimes, you see a whole bunch of crazy things and you buy them because you think it’s awesome that they exist, and then you take them home and put them in a pile, a box, on a shelf, etc. and you never actually read them or look at them very much, because they’re crazy and they’re things that are cool at cons…but not so much otherwise.  That first year’s SPX haul... Did I read ANYTHING I picked up?  I don’t think I did.  Not much, anyway.  Same with Baltimore Comic-Con.  I’ve since focused more on picking up art prints and the like, because all I have to do with them is pop ‘em in a frame and hang ‘em.  Not to say I haven’t bought comics, but I try to be a bit more discriminating, and buy those I honestly see myself reading when I’m not riding the high of being at a con.


    So, as new volumes of Godland came out, I bought them and read them, and I would see Tom Scioli at most of the cons I went to.  I even bought a Godland t-shirt, and the first full volume of 8-Opus for some reason…I think mostly to more directly support an artist I liked, since I still hadn’t read the intro.


    Several years later, I find myself with no internet and plunged headlong into a type of productivity.  I am out of excuses, and I’ve started reading more and more of the graphic novels I’ve picked up over the years but not gotten around to before.  And this week, my finger stopped on 8-Opus.  “I’ve got to read this, dang it,” said I.  Just a couple pages in and I was hooked.  Pardon my French, but this comic is batshit crazy.  There is a guy with a snake that is an unborn universe, full of all the potential of a universe…that’s his weapon/servant.  An UNBORN UNIVERSE!  It’s crazy, man.


    Like the wildest of moments from Greek mythology combined with the most over the top 60s comic writing, and without a dash of irony or insincerity, Scioli just goes for it, both in writing and illustrating.  My only complaint, really, is that the art begs for vibrant color.  I know that color is a whole can of worms, both in making it look good and in paying the printing costs.  But 8-Opus is made for intense color.  I’d say Scioli’s art in general begs for bright, intense color.


    This is one to track down and read.  If you’re an 60s comic fan, it should be right up your ally.  Like classic Silver Surfer, but not stuck on Earth.  And not limited by Marvel.  If you haven’t seen comics illustrated by Tom Scioli, do something about it.  Go out and read Godland.  It’s a blast and one of the more enjoyable comics I’ve read.  And if you can get to a con he’s at, or hit up his website, get yourself a copy of the prologue to The Myth of 8-Opus.  I can’t wait to read what happens in the comic proper.  And I’m putting some money aside for the next con he’s at to grab volume 2.



The Myth of 8-Opus: Prologue
Author/Artist: Tom Scioli
Publisher: A-Okay Comics
ISBN: 978-0-9817024-0-7
Pages: 84


-Matt

Sunday, September 11, 2011

A Fistful of Hipster Comics! (Matt’s Picks)



    With SPX hitting the scene in Bethesda, MD this weekend, we at In the Mouth of Dorkness wanted to celebrate our favorite independent comics.  So you all don’t accuse me of nepotism, I’m not going to give a shout-out to the very awesome Warrior 27, which is clearly the best anthology on the indie market.  The only comic with the vision to publish one of the English language’s greatest champions.  So, I’m not going to mention Warrior 27, which has a really sweet trade paperback that makes a nice addition to any collector’s shelf. 

5.  Ntombinde by Sterling Clark:  I just came across this at Baltimore Comic-Con, and really enjoyed it.  Yes, sometimes the dialog is wonky, reminding me of the often awkward stuff from 60s  Marvel comics like Fantastic Four.  But, the stories, and the rich mythology drawn mostly from Africa are quite cool.



4.  Whiteout by Greg Rucka and Steve Lieber:  A solid murder mystery set against the stark and deadly landscape of Antarctica.  Ignore the awful film version.  This book is quite good.


3.  Afrodisiac by Jim Rugg and Brian Maruca:  Like excerpts from an ongoing, wacky comic book from the 70s, Afrodisiac should prove fun for fans of retro comics, Blaxploitation, and general crassness.  Oh, Nixon.

 
2.  Journey by William Messner-Loebs:  I haven’t even finished this, but I love it.  The ongoing adventures of a slightly daft, gruff, and frequently unlucky Wolverine MacAlistair, a fur trapper and free spirit.  It’s full of strange characters, goofy humor, sadness, and occasional fearful incidents.  This comic captures the strangeness and grandeur of a less civilized era in American History.


1.  Godland by Joe Casey and Tom Scioli:  Like Fantastic Four meets Austin Powers, Godland is a wild, colorful, completely over-the-top homage to silver age comics.  Complete mad genius.  And a must read.




-Matt