The Louis Pasteur of Junkiedom (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} calamityjon) wrote,@ 2006-05-02 07:53:00 |
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Frankenstein Lives!
There's yet another seven (frustrating) weeks wait before the Grant Morrison's excellent Seven Soldiers series wraps up, but since Frankenstein #4 came out, we've got all the individual issues taken care of. This is possibly my favorite super-hero comic, all told, dealing as it does more with inter-weaving mysteries and stretching the implications of the fictional world of limitless wonder rather than someone yelling while something blows up.
(Seriously, I don't want to sound like one of those sheltered, cranky curmudgeons whose life revolves around their comic blog, but I swear last week I flipped through six books on the recent issues rack to find near-identical scenes of things exploding around a super-hero and the guy in tights shouting "WHAT? WHAT? KNOCK IT OFF! WHAT?" in bafflement and then shooting lasers.)
Anyway, over the weekend I re-read the series to date, which I highly recommend (I disagree with Morrison's assessment that they're best read chronologically, I read them as self-contained arcs and got MUCH more out of it than I did hopping from series to series). It's terrific that things revealed in issue four of one series turn out to have appeared in issue one of another, that so many unspoken connections exist (Two of the Golems Four playing different roles in different series, for one, and Chemo at the Fall of Camelot, for another). Seven weeks is kind of a bear to wait for the ultimate conclusion, but I guess I have no choice.
In the meantime, here's a tiny Frankenstein:
There's yet another seven (frustrating) weeks wait before the Grant Morrison's excellent Seven Soldiers series wraps up, but since Frankenstein #4 came out, we've got all the individual issues taken care of. This is possibly my favorite super-hero comic, all told, dealing as it does more with inter-weaving mysteries and stretching the implications of the fictional world of limitless wonder rather than someone yelling while something blows up.
(Seriously, I don't want to sound like one of those sheltered, cranky curmudgeons whose life revolves around their comic blog, but I swear last week I flipped through six books on the recent issues rack to find near-identical scenes of things exploding around a super-hero and the guy in tights shouting "WHAT? WHAT? KNOCK IT OFF! WHAT?" in bafflement and then shooting lasers.)
Anyway, over the weekend I re-read the series to date, which I highly recommend (I disagree with Morrison's assessment that they're best read chronologically, I read them as self-contained arcs and got MUCH more out of it than I did hopping from series to series). It's terrific that things revealed in issue four of one series turn out to have appeared in issue one of another, that so many unspoken connections exist (Two of the Golems Four playing different roles in different series, for one, and Chemo at the Fall of Camelot, for another). Seven weeks is kind of a bear to wait for the ultimate conclusion, but I guess I have no choice.
In the meantime, here's a tiny Frankenstein:
