Wagwan, my friends! What’s good in the world. It’s Wednesday, that pinnacle of the week for the comic book oriented folk. The day when we gather around the comic shelves, or I suppose the digi-shelves, and stoke our nerd inclinations with the newest of funny rags. This is the nearest and dearest column where we wax excited about the titles we’re snagging this week, sharing the particulars and the overrunning joy with one another. It’s a beautiful thing. Hardened nipples. Emptied wallets. Sequential art. What’s not to love?
Don’t know what’s dropping? Hit up ComicList.
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Winter Soldier #7
Now that Paolo Rivera is peaceing out of Marvel (at least for the most part), Butch Guice is holding it down as the goddamn premiere artist at the stable. Or at least one of them. Yeah, I doubled back so I didn’t have to debate it with you guys and gals. Ultra cop-out. Apologies, apologies. Still, every time I pick up a copy of Winter Soldier, I can’t help but feel I’m holding some special. Guice’s pencils themselves are constantly complimented by his unique page structure. Everything pops with kinetics and has a good energy to it. As well, at this point…don’t we just take Eddie Brubaker for granted? The guy has penned solid stories for the Marvel Machine for a good goddamn many years, and now we just sort of yawn at his consistency. I say to that, nay! Dude resurrected Bucky, and has (for me) made him much more compelling than Captain Works For The Man. That has to be appreciated.
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Saga #4
Fuck, it’s time for another installment of Saga? This title is so tits-hardeningly delicious I almost wish it dragged out longer between issues. It’d give me more time to digest each jam more thoroughly. This title has got some serious swagger to it, with The Will holding it down on the serious Han Solo tip. It’s got serious heart, with the couple and their infant in perilous danger. What I dig about it though, is that it has some serious topics writhing underneath the skin. It’s far too early to jump to any sort of muscular thesis regarding it, but even still I’m intrigued by the title’s examination of War Time Othering that seems all too relevant in this day and age of the infinite war and distant threat.
Wanking too academic for you? My b.
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Casanova: Avaritia #4
The third volume of Fraction’s hyper-personal, hyper-dimensional, hyper-textual spy comic drops this week. Tears of sorrow at the idea of having to wait for the fourth volume to get going. I can appreciate Casanova not being for everyone. It’s dense. It’s obscure. However for those of us who spend too much time wishing they were sleek interdimensional playboys, it fires on all cylinders. It’s only through those tropes and in this comic that Fraction gets to flex all of the various nooks and crannies of his warped psyche in ways that the Marvel titles he works on don’t allow. ‘Cause them nooks and crannies are odd. Love it.
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Comic I wish I read & miscellany
Goddamn it. I’ve been wanting to get into Secret History Of DB Cooper since Warren Ellis talked it up prior to it dropping. Since then, friends and followers of this here column have recommended it to me. Yet despite asking the LCS to snag me a copy, it remains afar. It exists only as theoretical enjoyment, coasting off the concept that maybe some day my shop will finally acquire the titles for me. Son of a bitch ain’t on comiXology, either. You elude me, Coops. I dream our own eventual union. I imagine balloons, confetti, and both of us are good, perhaps a bubble bath.
Ah, to dream.
Correction: I’m dumb! You can snag DB Cooper on comiXology. The Gods are good.
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What are you fine folks snagging this week? Hit me.
