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Post by berkley on Dec 23, 2015 4:08:29 GMT -5
Whenever I want to argue that comics as a medium can produce works equivalent to the finest literature, I always end up pointing to the same cartoonist: #3. Gilbert Hernandez
Cei-U! I summon the Balzac of the comics world!
Every year we do something like this I think, next year is the year I finally get around to buying the stuff by Los Brothers Hernandez, and I never do (well not the Love and Rockets stuff-I did pick up Twilight Children by Hernandez & Cook this year but that doesn't count). I got really put off by a clerk at Newbury Comics (the one actually on Newbury Street) in the late 80s/early 90s when I was attending university, who tried to sell it to me and when I chose not to purchase the issue of Love and Rockets he was trying to push on me screamed at me I had no fucking taste and was killing real comics by not supporting the good stuff and then refused to ring up the rest of my purchases (for the record I was buying an issue of Sandman and Big Numbers #1 by Alan Moore that I couldn't find at New England comics, so whatever). I think I've kind of held him against Love and Rockets since and it makes no sense at all, but every time I see an issue of it I think of that idiot. I am hoping 2016 is finally the year I take the plunge (already included it in my yearly goals). -M I know what you mean. The way I try to look at things like that is, don't let an idiot like that take something away from you that you might enjoy, but of course it can take a while to dissociate the two sometimes.
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Post by Icctrombone on Dec 23, 2015 8:02:23 GMT -5
Every year we do something like this I think, next year is the year I finally get around to buying the stuff by Los Brothers Hernandez, and I never do (well not the Love and Rockets stuff-I did pick up Twilight Children by Hernandez & Cook this year but that doesn't count). I got really put off by a clerk at Newbury Comics (the one actually on Newbury Street) in the late 80s/early 90s when I was attending university, who tried to sell it to me and when I chose not to purchase the issue of Love and Rockets he was trying to push on me screamed at me I had no fucking taste and was killing real comics by not supporting the good stuff and then refused to ring up the rest of my purchases (for the record I was buying an issue of Sandman and Big Numbers #1 by Alan Moore that I couldn't find at New England comics, so whatever). I think I've kind of held him against Love and Rockets since and it makes no sense at all, but every time I see an issue of it I think of that idiot. I am hoping 2016 is finally the year I take the plunge (already included it in my yearly goals). -M I know what you mean. The way I try to look at things like that is, don't let an idiot like that take something away from you that you might enjoy, but of course it can take a while to dissociate the two sometimes. 20 years living with this incident is enough. Forgive that clerk , who certainly had emotional problems, and move on.
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Post by Arthur Gordon Scratch on Dec 23, 2015 12:40:00 GMT -5
Aside to Arthur: you could not have used Floyd Gottfredsen as he did not script (and, as far as I know, did not plot) the Mickey Mouse strip. Otherwise he'd have been one of my twelve. Cei-U! I summon those pesky rules! Yes I know :/ I looked so much for any reference of him ploting but couldn't find any, even if I would be surprised if he actualy didn't...
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Post by hondobrode on Dec 23, 2015 12:40:24 GMT -5
I know what you mean. The way I try to look at things like that is, don't let an idiot like that take something away from you that you might enjoy, but of course it can take a while to dissociate the two sometimes. 20 years living with this incident is enough. Forgive that clerk , who certainly had emotional problems, and move on. Screw him. I got put off on a very good older comic shop when the guy was commenting on a program on NPR he had on in the background. He was saying that anyone who disagreed with him, which I did but I didn't say anything, was "brainless". Despite some beautiful stuff in his shop, I never went back after that. Big Numbers and Sandman; those are good comics, as is Love and Rockets.
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Post by Arthur Gordon Scratch on Dec 23, 2015 12:48:36 GMT -5
BTW, with all the love Xamie and Beto are getting, I can't believe no one as yet mentioned Mario... Love and Rockets wouldn't even exist if not for him. Sure he didn't produce that many strips, but those he did were quite their own as well, and his recent Citizen Rex with Beto was great
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Post by Icctrombone on Dec 23, 2015 13:35:04 GMT -5
20 years living with this incident is enough. Forgive that clerk , who certainly had emotional problems, and move on. Screw him. I got put off on a very good older comic shop when the guy was commenting on a program on NPR he had on in the background. He was saying that anyone who disagreed with him, which I did but I didn't say anything, was "brainless". Despite some beautiful stuff in his shop, I never went back after that. Big Numbers and Sandman; those are good comics, as is Love and Rockets. I didn't say go back to that shop or befriend that person. I said , don't let it take up anymore space in your emotions. The guy was obviously a nut.
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Post by Prince Hal on Dec 23, 2015 16:17:03 GMT -5
#3 Chester GouldOthers have discussed Gould already and they did so with great aplomb. I can’t add too much more except my own justification for putting him on my list. Back when I was about 19 or so, my (eventual) wife gave me The Celebrated Cases of Dick Tracy as a Christmas gift. I was lost in its depths for weeks. Despite some perplexing edits -- missing days and premature endings – this compilation of daily strips was a mother lode of Expressionistic, hard-boiled, gruesomely violent melodrama that I savored bit by bit Now, I had been a Tracy fan for as long as I could read the funny papers; Tracy had dibs on the front page of the New York News’s tabloid color section. (Don’t know if this has changed, but it was as certain as death and taxes.) Gould brought violence and crime to the comics. His poutlook was relentlessly fatalistic, Puritanical, conservative. But I never cared. Tracy’s adventures flew at a headlong pace, with everything a good story should have: romance, suspense, coincidence, mystery, cliffhangers, outlandish characters -- the works. Gould was like a mix of Dickens and Warner Brothers movies (much like Eisner in that respect). The names alone are priceless: Bathless Groggins, Sam Catchem, Pruneface, Vitamin Flintheart, Ribs Mocco, Little Face Finney, and of course, the Joker to Tracy’s Batman, Flattop. “Grotesque,” in its noun form, is the descriptor constantly applied to Gould’s rogues, but it is perfectly appropriate. They were the most hideously misshapen, distorted-looking, monstrously configured bunch of villains in the comics. You have to see The Pouch, who used the wattled, saggy skin hanging from his chin to his upper chest that followed enormous weight loss as a repository for stolen swag, among other items. And Gould was an equal opportunity proprietor of his four-color Grand Guignol: As bad as Pruneface looked, you shoulda seen Mrs. Pruneface. She gives Deathman in Batman comics a run for his money as creepiest skeletal criminal in comics. (And she was the diabolical brains behind what may have been the most fiendish of the hundreds of deathtraps Tracy faced, involving two chairs, a block of ice, and a railroad spike (IIRC). Gould’s stories involved just enough police work and made Tracy vulnerable enough to injury to give his antics verisimilitude, and the brutal murders, horrific villains, and upright Tracy’s daring and courage kept it form being just another detective strip. Great stories vividly told by a sophisticated storyteller who used seemingly crude artwork to deliver an emotional punch. Gould gave no quarter and expected none in his hard-bitten, funhouse-mirror, nightmarish version of life in Tracy’s big city. And that’s what keeps them fresh today.
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Post by thwhtguardian on Dec 24, 2015 22:34:22 GMT -5
Gould was another who just missed my list, Dick Tracy was one of grand father's favorites.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 26, 2015 1:54:21 GMT -5
Day 10...
John Byrne
After Crisis, DC Comics decided to bring Superman back to basics, and John Byrne's reboot does a great job of it with a nifty 6-part mini. Even though I read it completely out of sequence and along with campy Superman stories from the 60s
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Post by Pól Rua on Dec 27, 2015 22:54:03 GMT -5
Every year we do something like this I think, next year is the year I finally get around to buying the stuff by Los Brothers Hernandez, and I never do (well not the Love and Rockets stuff-I did pick up Twilight Children by Hernandez & Cook this year but that doesn't count). ... I am hoping 2016 is finally the year I take the plunge (already included it in my yearly goals). -M If it helps at all, the Fantagraphics Softcover Collections are a wonderful way to get into them. I picked up 'Heartbreak Soup' and haven't looked back.
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Post by hondobrode on Dec 27, 2015 23:59:05 GMT -5
What can I say that hasn't already been said about # 3 ? He's a world builder, a master of suspense, plotting and emotion. The scale of his stories can be to far away exotic lands that compel you to peek and learn more. Carl Barks, "The Duck Man" and "The Good Duck Artist" was the creative force behind hundreds of classic Donald Duck stories. He joined Disney studios as an apprentice animator (an "inbetweener") after briefly illustrating and having his first work published for a Canadian men's magazine and learning that Walt Disney had put the call out for more staff. Working on several Donald animated shorts, he also worked on an animated movie that Disney eventually abandoned, that he and fellow animator Jack Hannah took to Dell and published as the famous "Donald Duck Finds Pirate Gold." It was the first original Duck material published in comic form. Dell quickly snapped him up when Barks inquired if Dell could use more material. Barks had serious allergies and relocated to Hemet in the Inland Empire and could work away from the studio. It was the start of an epic run that ran from 1942 to 1966. He contributed hundreds of Duck stories to Walt Disney's Comics & Stories and created Duckburg and the characters of Uncle Scrooge, Gyro Gearloose, Gladstone Gander, and the Beagle Boys. He bowed out of comics in 1968 and started painting for pleasure. A fan asked if he would do a picture of the Duck Family for him. Barks contacted Disney and they allowed him to do it royalty free, until unauthorized copies were discovered. His fans were thrilled with his beautiful paintings and Disney graciously allowed him to do so. Since all his work was signed with the Walt Disney signature, no one knew who did those hundreds of great stories until the 70's. Over the next decade Barks momentum built and Bruce Hamilton and Russ Cochran were selling his paintings and reprinting his work in hardcover slipcase editions as the 10 set, 30 volume Carl Barks Library. Barks fan Star Wars producer Gary Kurtz and screenwriter Edward Summer convinced Disney to allow Barks to do a new oil painting for a book they were putting together "Uncle Scrooge McDuck : His Life and Times" which featured 11 classic stories re-colored and printed as a limited edition book. It was turned down by every major NY publishing house. Kurtz bought into Celestial Arts, partly to be able to print the book, which went on to wild acclaim and the template for books like it to follow. The book was the first of its kind to be reviewed in Time Magazine (with large color photos - a first as well), and later Newsweek. The first ever Carl Barks solo exhibit debuted in Austria and went on tour through 10 different countries between 1994-1998, with over 400,000 attendees. In 1994, a similar exhibit toured Europe this time starring Barks as well as Disney great Al Taliaferro and Floyd Gottfredson and had over 500,000 attendees. It's pretty common knowledge that both George Lucas and Steven Spielberg acknowledge Barks' Uncle Scrooge adventure "The Seven Cities of Cibola" as the inspiration for the famous rolling boulder booby trap in Raiders of the Lost Ark. They have called his stories "cinematic" and "a priceless part of our literary heritage." Barks died at his home in Grants Pass, Oregon, on a home he had built next to his childhood home. He passed a few months shy of 100 from leukemia, and a few years after his third wife had passed. Will Eisner once called Barks the Hans Christian Andersen of comic books.
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Post by coke & comics on Dec 29, 2015 13:16:32 GMT -5
Aside to Arthur: you could not have used Floyd Gottfredsen as he did not script (and, as far as I know, did not plot) the Mickey Mouse strip. Otherwise he'd have been one of my twelve. Cei-U! I summon those pesky rules! The credits in my Mickey Mouse hardcover disagree with you. There are several strips where he gets story and art credit. As well as several where he gets only art credit. And several where he gets only story credit. It's possible the credits in front of me are erroneous. You'll have to take it up with David Gerstein.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 29, 2015 19:11:28 GMT -5
#3: Bill Watterson really nothing I can say that hasn't been said by others who likely have nominated him. . but this man spoke to everything I believed in, experienced, and thought about. these two strips have been on my wall at work for over a dozen years now, moving with me from place to place:
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Post by Cei-U! on Dec 29, 2015 23:11:20 GMT -5
Aside to Arthur: you could not have used Floyd Gottfredsen as he did not script (and, as far as I know, did not plot) the Mickey Mouse strip. Otherwise he'd have been one of my twelve. Cei-U! I summon those pesky rules! The credits in my Mickey Mouse hardcover disagree with you. There are several strips where he gets story and art credit. As well as several where he gets only art credit. And several where he gets only story credit. It's possible the credits in front of me are erroneous. You'll have to take it up with David Gerstein. Well, poo. Cei-U! Thanks for the info, anyway!
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Post by Pól Rua on Dec 30, 2015 2:03:44 GMT -5
My Bronze and Silver Medal guys are the first two who came to mind when I first heard the theme of this year's '12 Days', and it's hard to decide which is #2 and which is #3. However, one of them has to be one, and this year, the Bronze Medal goes to... #10. SERGIO ARAGONESI don't really need to talk up Sergio's talent. The guy's simply amazing, whether it's tiny marginal doodles or glorious gag strips in 'Mad' Magazine, Barbarian farce in 'Groo the Wanderer' or Tales of High Adventure and Low Life in the Old West in 'Bat Lash', there are few that can equal him at making truly exceptional work seem so damned effortless. He's a masterful storyteller, an amazing draftsman equally capable of jamming hundreds of gags into a tiny space, or giving a simple laugh the room it needs to breathe, and what's more, he just seems to throw out works of uncommon genius the way other people clear their throat! The thing is, though, that of all the work he does, the stuff I love most is his autobiographical stuff where he talks about his amazingly rich life and experiences.
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