Speaking of Worthy, I thought I'd finally get around to posting my very worthy commission I got at SDCC from the uber talented Reilly Brown. You know him, you love him, its the Man-Thing baby!
This week, I've been reading a lot of this...
...And sadly, this...
So next week, get ready for... this.
(With maybe a bit of this thrown in for good measure)
Here's to being behind, Happy St. Paddy's!
I am 83% of the way through a certain book re-read this week (yes I double dipped and bought the kindle edition, that hardcover is heavy), and so not much comics again this week.
However, I got my comics box yesterday, and there is some GOOOOOODDDDD stuff in there, so next week I'm sure I'll have something to blab about.
This week though, I remembered that I can do ANYTHING with this blog, so I'm simply putting my favorite Superman-related page up. Its so good. Now I want to read All-Star Superman again.
I'm light on words and time this week, so I thought I'd round out my unofficial Batman trilogy by showcasing the art of a comics legend, Frank Millar.
I was able to pick up the Absolute Edition of The Dark Knight Returns and its sequel, Strikes Again, for Christmas (thanks for the gift cards mom) and boy is it gorgeous. I took my time re-reading DKR and am plowing into DKR2 for the first time, and so far its.... interesting. No matter how it turns out though, nobody can take away the mastery that is the original.
Happy weekend peeps!
Its 2012, and although many of you will probably be looking ahead with baited breath to see if the Mayans were right or not, we at the WCB are cranking the telescope backwards, way back...
Let me tell you a story, of a time long ago....
The year is 1993. 12 year old Aaron had just witnessed one of the most earth-shattering mind-blowing events his young mind (which was still new to comic stories in general), had been exposed to. Through comics acquired from friends, enemies, confidants,and the like, he had witnessed a legend fall, an icon brought low, a knight vanquished.
The Bat was Broken.
The event was of course Knightfall, and it had created so much buzz that even in a comic-spinner-rack-less town I was able to get my grubby hands on the story. My reaction was shock mixed with wonderment, I had never seen a hero like Batman brought so low, yet my mind leapt at the possibilities a story like this could entail for a character's journey, even in a comic. It was not only what it meant for the lead character, but also for the characters on the periphery. I was especially interested in how Robin (aka Tim Drake) could of handled his mentor being crippled - what would he do, what road would that lead him down? Granted, future issues of the Batman comic and the newly launched Robin comic covered this pretty well in the months and years that followed, but I wasn't able to see how those stories played out until much later in my life.
So in 1993, I had ideas I wanted to explore, and since I had been lovingly drawing superheroes for the last several years (the passion was there, even if the skill was not), I decided I wanted to make my own Batman comic, with my own take on Batman falling to Bane, and include Robin. The result is as follows, a 6-page story complete with front (and back!) covers. I don't know how I still had this after 15 years, but I was able to dig it out during Thanksgiving a few months ago, and since 2012 sees a new Batman flick being released with Bane as the main antagonist, I suppose there's no time like the present to unearth this, err, gem.
Plus, if this year the world does go up in flames at least the internet got to see a comic created by me come out in some form...
Now without further ado - (and hold your laughs till the end please), may I present...
Cover - If you're wondering where AJ comics derived from, I had a friend in elementary named Jon, he was the friend who I got most of the comics I read from, and for whatever reason at the time I wanted the "publishing company" to be ours. Even though I created the comic completely myself, I guess I owe it to him for letting me read his books - thus, "Aaron & Jon" comics. I was 12.
That was an experience.
I love walking away from a film or book, when the credits roll, or the back cover is closed, and I feel the quiet. That quiet feeling that what you just took in was something that made you think, made you feel, made you be human and experience what those characters in that fictional (or perhaps non-fictional) felt in that moment. If done well, you understand what they are as people, who they are.
Well, I'm feeling in a very quiet mood as I just partook in an experience of lives, many lives, all living and dying, seen through the lens of one man. I just finished reading Daytripper from Vertigo comics, and the feeling I'm left with is causing me to sit down and write this at 5am. Its a feeling I don't want to be fleeting, and I'm scared that if I fall asleep I'll wake and the feeling will be less or perhaps gone.
So here I sit and write about a book written and drawn by 2 brothers from Sao Paulo, Brazil, comprised of 10 issues in comic form, about a man named Bras', and his many lives. In each issue, he lives, and he dies. As a child, as a young adult, as an adult, as an old man, ect. Each issue is a life of Bras', leading up to his death (which is different in every story save one), but the reality of the stories are, we see his life writ large, in different time periods of his existence, and taken as a whole, we see a jagged picture who's aspects are shattered, but as they coalesce into a unified work, it becomes clear who the man was, and how his experiences, his personal tragedy's and triumphs, his upbringing, his friendships, his everything shaped his life.
It leaves me with strangely content feeling that even though this character was not real, between the pages of this book I experienced another person's life, and it is at the same time sad yet comforting to know that this life is a finite thing.
And when hopefully we all walk into our proverbial ocean at the end of our days, we can look back and realize that we were fulfilled by what this life gave us.
Personally, I just hope I can look at that horizon with a smile, because even though I'll know that this life is over, I can see that something new yet awaits just beyond my sight.
Your experience may differ, but I'd recommend reading Daytripper to find out what that experience might be for you.
So last Wednesday was a good comic day for 2 reasons, and two reasons only in the heart and mind of yours truly.
(Before I go on, I trust that there were a lot of good books that came out last Wed., I just happened to NOT READ any of them due to a little something you may have heard about me talk about here.)
Anyways, to cut to the quick, the first reason was simply that a new issue of SCALPED came out, AKA TBCBWC (The Best Comic Being Written Currently). That is always a cause for celebration, and indeed Scalped is one of the few books that lately I have put aside ASOIAF for temporarily whenever it comes out. Issue #48 was masterfully done as usual (my favorite line was Dash to Shunka, "Anytime you want, Sweetheart." - great panel progression for that scene as well.)
The next bit was foreshadowed by me when I put this out for the world to read earlier here. Now I'm just glad its where I always wanted it.
The 2nd reason last Wed. was so wonderful was that the only letter I have every written to a comic showed up in, you guessed it, that issue. To some, this may not seem like a big deal, to me, I feel that I have been immortalized in what I think will go down as my favorite comic of all time.
All comics writers out there (including Jason Aaron), please prove me wrong and just try to 1-up this masterwork of a series (it'll be a superhuman task).
And if you don't, I got my place in the letters column of the best.
My Iron Fist commission from The Lord of Silverlake, AKA Ed Laroche, writer/artist of ALMIGHTY. He doesn't normally do superheroes, but he changed up his style a bit very nicely for this piece. View his other awesomeness by becoming his friend here
Aaron Brewer is an aspiring filmmaker, musician and writer living in Los Angeles. There are many irons in the fire, and hopefully one day he'll be able to complete all the ideas he has floating around in his brain stew.