Artists To Watch
I finally got around to reading Justice League Dark #2 from last week’s stash. There’s no doubt that Milligan knows what he’s doing when it comes to stories like this, at least that’s what I’ve heard. The plot is still a bit of a mystery. But one thing is for sure; Mikel Janin is one of the best things about the DCnU. I’m a sucker for a pretty face, and he sure makes them pretty … and detailed … and brilliantly expressive. There is also something fantastic about the way he uses shadow and perspective. I am really enjoying his art.
Also, Christian Ward. But I will get to that in a minute. Continue reading
My pull list was DC-heavy and full of goodies last week, and a book that I was dreading turned out to be an unexpected pleasure. Let’s get to the highlights, shall we?
Batman and Robin #23: The solicits for this issue made me very nervous, especially since Batman and Robin is one of my favorite DC books at present. In general, Judd Winick’s writing isn’t my cup of tea, and I’ve struggled with Jason Todd’s resurgence as the Red Hood. However, Winick clearly enjoys writing this character, and his enthusiasm is contagious in the first chapter this arc, “The Streets Run Red.”
There’s no denying the power of Jason’s daddy issues with Batman, or the Dark Knight’s perpetual guilt over Jason’s legendary death as Robin II. It must cut pretty deep when your former sidekick openly mocks your no-killing code, and tells you that he wants out of Arkham because he’s not crazy, “simply homicidal.” So when Jason gets his requested transfer to Gotham City Corrections, what could possibly go wrong? Continue reading
Eye of the Teenage Tiger!
I’ve not been at all shy about my affinity for Miss Darla Danberry. She is, hands down, my favorite character of 2010. Naturally, one of my favorite moments would include her.
Her journey from Jersey to The City to make it to the last Forgetless party ever is filled with drama and angst. Ultimately, Darla and her under age cohorts are triumphant. Better late than never. Especially when the internationally renowned DJ is bored by 3 a.m., and doesn’t mind someone filling in at the DJ booth. It’s these moments that we live for. When something utterly unexpected happens, that is an absolute dream. A hipster, wannabe DJ/designer, Jersey teen, too cool and creative for the suburbs she is confined to, makes it to the hottest party of the year … and gets to DJ! Not only will she be the talk of the school on Monday, but she’ll remember the moment forever. So will I.
This being a sort of shout-out to great shit in 2010, I’d like to show love to Darla’s creators: Nick Spencer and Marley Zarcone.
Nick Spencer gets my vote for really doin’ it to it all damn year. Spencer’s writing is smart and addictive. I love that he has gained the accolades and momentum that will keep him in the industry for years to come. Clearly, I’ve got a bit of a love affair going on with his writing, but that seed was planted with Darla. She is pure spitfire and brilliance.
Darla’s gem of a personality is perfected by how she is drawn. All praise to Marley Zarcone, who is definitely one of my favorite artists of the past year. Marley’s art is stylized and simple, but just bursting with beautiful character. I would buy any book Marley is on, hands down.
Holy Hipster Batman!
She’s saucy, bossy, and possesses the most glorious potty-mouth in South Jersey. She reminds me of ME when I was sixteen. Yeah, sure, I was something of a teenage terror, but Darla Danberry and I would have been fast friends. Few things trumped getting into the hottest party in the city. Her freckle-faced disregard for authority and misguided ambition sings to my club chick soul. Continue reading
I’d seen the issues of Forgetless at my LCS a time or two, and it subtly aroused my interest. The cover art is lovely. Ultimately, I passed on purchasing it until I experienced Marley Zarcone’s art in Madame Xanadu #24. That sealed the deal for me and Forgetless. I had to have more Marley, who is one of the three very talented Forgetless artists. Jorge Coelho, W. Scott Forbes, and Marley Zarcone combine to create a wicked aesthetic I’d not seen before. Continue reading