Showing posts with label Marvel 1985. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Marvel 1985. Show all posts

Saturday, April 3, 2010

Marvel 1985 Week--Fantastic Four #276!!

It's kinda dark here...anybody got a light?!?

Whoa!! That's bright!!

Yup, for Marvel 1985 week, I saved the best (or at least my favorite) for last--the Fantastic Four!!

Our creators:

This was, of course, the latter part of John Byrne's epic run as writer/artist (and usually inker, though of course Jerry Ordway inked this particular issue).

I'll come right out and say it--I'm an unabashed Byrne fan. You take a look at his bibliography, and it's pretty inarguable that the man was a giant of his era. Yeah, his art isn't always the most technically brilliant (especially some of his earlier stuff, and under inkers who did him no favors)--but he was clear, and readable, a great portrayer of action and of the fantastic in a normal world. As a writer, Byrne was rarely "innovative" or cerebral, but he understood his characters, and was a creative plotter, rarely settling for regurgitating the status quo.

It's funny, though--I was out of comics for a few years starting in 1997, and when I came back, all of a sudden John Byrne seemed like a persona non grata. He was never a part of the conversation, and much of what he did seemed to be derided in reviews I read.

I never figured out what happened. I know his Genesis event miniseries was pretty heavily disliked (I haven't read it). During the time I was away, his work seemed to increasingly concentrate on "untold tales" series, or epic imaginary series--perhaps he allowed himself to fiddle around in the backwaters of Marvel and DC, became too divorced from mainstream continuity, and took himself out of the fannish eye. And maybe his propensity for feuds and kerfluffle finally took its toll.

Whatever the reasons, in the past few years Byrne has seemingly been set aside, restricted to low-profile projects that generate little buzz and less sales. Which is a shame, because in my opinion, the man is titan of the industry, and (probably) still has a lot to offer.

Even Fantastic Four #276, which wasn't one of his better issues, still has a lot to offer. For example:


In love? That's hardly new, Johnny. What's the big deal?

Yeah, that's right, Johnny's making time with Alicia. Got a problem with that?

That was one hallmark of Byrne...he was willing to shake things up a bit. The Thing stayed behind on the Beyonder's hodgepodge planet after Secret Wars, and was replaced in the FF by She-Hulk. Johnny and Alicia fell in love. Reed and Sue...well, just a second on that.

Anyway, that was thing a lot of people forget about Byrne's run...Johnny grew up a little bit, was showing more maturity. And, of course, he faced the terror of...

SKRULL COOTIES!!! (Of course, Byrne didn't know that in a mere 6 years years, some bright souls would decide that Alicia had been replaced with a Skrull at this point...sigh...).

Speaking of She-Hulk...

You know another thing about Byrne? An awful lot of contemporary artists could stand to learn a lesson from him--you don't need to make a woman look like some perv's version of a sex kitten to make her attractive. I know that in some quarters Byrne has been accused of writing (and drawing) poor female characters, but you could never tell that from his Jennifer Walters, or his Susan Richards.

And Johnny's not the only one getting some tonight...

OK, now to the bulk of the story. In one of Byrne's less stellar storylines (in my opinion, at least), Reed and Sue decided to move to the suburbs, to try and give Franklin a more normal life.

Good luck with that, right? But disguised as Reed & Sue Benjamin, they put on disguises, bought a house, and moved out to the hinterlands of Belle Porte, Connecticut, throwing house parties for the neighbors!!


Cool bit--note that all of their guests are comic strip characters...a No-Prize to anyone who can identify them all (editor's note--there will be no prizes given, so don't bother).

Well, Sue can disguise herself just fine with a wig. But Reed? He has to use one of the more neglected aspects of his powers:

So, everything is happy in suburbia, right? As if. You see, the Richards Benjamins have a snoopy, Gladys Kravitz style neighbor named Alma Chalmers. And she actually believes that Reed & Sue are witches, or demons, or something:

In fact, she's even gone so far as to summon famous exorcist and Andy Warhol lookalike Elspeth Cromwell:

Now remember, earlier in Marvel 1985 Week we saw that, in 1985, some U.S. senators didn't even believe that Doctor Strange or his powers even existed. At the same time, apparently, ordinary citizens did, and "world renowned" (Reed's words!) exorcists were able to make a good living. Go figure.

Anyway, after the party, as Reed is cleaning up:


And Sue is upstairs, brushing her teeth:

(See...you CAN draw a female in her undies without having to register as a sex offender. Are you taking notes, Ed Benes?!?)

Reed and Sue hear the sound of tubular bells...


And, while Reed isn't to hep too the magic, he learns pretty quickly that you don't mess with someone using dark magics against you:

Sue, too, finds thing aren't as easy as they are against the Mole Man...

...although there are some similarities to fighting the Mole Man:

Reed's rescue goes awry, as cosmic-ray empowered stretchy limbs meet demon magic:


OUCH!!

Sue manages to free herself...

So Cromwell summons the big guns:

Unfortunately for everyone, during the fracas, someone gets hurt:

Because spilling the blood of an innocent is never a good way to keep control of your borrowed Satanic powers!!


And the mastermind behind this chaos?!?


Hey, Joe Quesada, look--Mephisto is a bad guy!! Evil!! Dealing with him is a BAD thing. He's not somebody you summon to help you--he's an evil dickweed!! Sigh...

Well, that big an intrusion of evil into our plane of existence won't go unnoticed (again, are you listening, Quesada??), and Doctor Strange springs into action.

That's the end. Really!! Continued next issue!! (SPOILER ALERT: Franklin Richards kicks Satan's ass, with some indirect help from ROM. Seriously!!)

And there's Byrne's Fantastic Four. Even amongst his lesser stories, he was always taking the group to new places, poking and prodding and stretching in different directions. Even with stories that weren't his A-game, they were never boring, and almost always still fun.

And you can be darned sure he would never have had Johnny marry a Skrull, or have Reed support the Registration Act...

ELSEWHERE IN THE MARVEL UNIVERSE:

Hey, where the heck is Ben Grimm, anyway?

Oh, yeah...Ben had his own series, after Marvel-Two-In-One (one of the worst titles ever, by the way...who was in charge of naming that mag?!?) evaporated. For two years it was written by Byrne and penciled by Ron Wilson.

And for about a year, Benjy had been wandering around the Beyonder's hand-crafted planet. He stayed behind in part because, on this planet, he had the ability to shift between Thing and human form at will.

Because the world was a patchwork, created by the Beyonder from chunks of other worlds, Ben wandering took him to all sorts of weird places, from sword & sorcery to high tech to just plain odd. Think of it sort of as Green Lantern Mosaic, except nowhere nearly as good. Still fun, though. (Hey, DC--we gonna put that out in trade anytime soon? Huh?)

This was Byrne's penultimate issue...next issue Ben would come back to Earth (although he wouldn't rejoin the FF, in part because he was upset about Johnny making time with his dame), and Mike Carlin would take over the scripting duties. The mag's continuity still tied in fairly closely with the FF's, though. And about 2 nanoseconds after Byrne left, Ben was back on the team, and She-Hulk was unceremoniously shuffled off to the Avengers.

Friday, April 2, 2010

Friday Night Fights--Captain America 1985 Style

Friday Night Fights are always difficult during one of my Marvel weeks, because I'm limited by Ape Law to Marvel titles with that month's cover dates...and sometimes, by chance, there's just not a lot of good fights available. Especially this time, as the Fight theme is Villainous Victories...I have to show the bad guy winning.

But there's an actual prize being given out this week, so I'd better dig deep and bring my A-game. Fortunately, there is a cooperative comic this month:

That cover is a pretty accurate representation of what you're going to see. But first, our creators:

The story: Batroc, Machete and Zaran have stolen Cap's shield!! Now Captain America is out to get it back, no matter what. And in this case, the "no matter what" involves making an odd deal with Batroc:


That's right--Cap is going to give Batroc one free shot?!? Zoot allures, this is going to be good. Bring it on, Leaper:





BWAM!!! That, my friends, is a villainous victory!! (More on this issue after the VOTE banner)...

Now, I won three of the 12 rounds of FNF this go-round. But I'm not satisfied, especially since Spacebooger is giving out prizes this time around. Prizes, dammit!! So, loyal reader, head your tails over there, and vote. Hey, if you end up wanting to vote for someone else, well, there's no accounting for taste. But remember--if I win, and I someday rise to a position of great power, well, your votes will be rewarded. I know, unlikely, but think House of M...anything is possible if you don't care about making sense..

Meanwhile, back to Marvel 1985 week...some bullet points about Captain America #303:

**Just in the interest of completeness, it should be revealed that Batroc's "free shot" didn't win the fight...




Woo, Cap!!

**Nomad was a whiny guy...

This goes on and on and on this issue...

**The bad guy responsible for stealing Cap's shield was Obidiah Stane, who we saw being a villain in Iron Man earlier this week. He wanted to try and recreate the material from the shield into an indestructible suit of armor, because that's what villains do.

But the really cool thing about Stane??


His communication terminals have robot claws that hand out wads of cash!!

Eat that, Luthor!!

**A Frenchman, and Englishman, and a Latin American walk into a bar...

The international Batroc Brigade consisted, of course, of Batroc, the leaping French master of savate. Zaran, from Master Of Kung Fu, is a master of all combat, unarmed or armed. Hey, the guy could go toe-to-toe with Shang-Chi, so you know he can fight.

And Machete? Sadly, he's not this guy (NSFW!!):



Nope, "our" Machete is just a Latin American mercenary/revolutionary and master of blades. But, man, I would pay big money to watch Danny Trejo fight Captain America...

**Batroc doesn't believe in doors...

You see, after stealing the shield, the trio were sitting around drinking their pay, and a drunken argument ensued, with a wager about whether Batroc could take Cap solo or not.

Well, fighting drunk did confer one advantage:

That's right...Batroc, Drunken Master!! (Come on, you can see the movie now...an aging Jackie Chan teaches alcoholic Jean Reno how to fight, and...)

ELSEWHERE IN THE MARVEL UNIVERSE:

This is why I'm pissed that Marvel pulled the DVD-Rom rights away from GITCorp:

Reportedly, they were almost done with the Thor set. Grrrr....

Anyway, Simonson, Simonson, and Simonson. Thor and Odin and Loki vs. Surtur. Odin dies (not the first time, not the last time). What a run....