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July 10th, 2008
07:59 pm

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Funny the things you never know about people. I've known our local councilor, Graham Shaw, vaguely for a couple of years, but never knew until now that he's also a quantum chromodynamicist who met Feynman on several occasions and Dirac once. You do get a better class of local politician with the Lib Dems...

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July 6th, 2008
08:32 pm

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Dear Arlene McCarthy, Chris Davies, Gary Titley, Sajjad Karim, Den Dover, David Sumberg, John Whittaker, Brian Simpson and Robert Atkins,

I am writing to urge you to vote against the proposed amendments, being voted on tomorrow, which will oblige telecoms regulators to remove internet access from those who have been accused by media companies of sharing files in breach of copyright.

Notwithstanding the privacy implications, which are huge - and indeed the implications of removing access to something which is increasingly necessary for full democratic participation in this society - there is also the fact that this is likely to harm those who have done nothing wrong (witness the fact that in America organisations like the RIAA and MPAA have often brought suits against people who have never used a file-sharing network) while most of those who do use file-sharing services will evade it with ease.

These proposals will leave people who have downloaded a couple of singles - or who are using P2P for entirely legitimate purposes without a voice, while those who download terabytes of copyrighted data will continue to do so, using easily available encryption technology, or using FTP sites, usenet and similar technologies.

Even were it fairly enforceable, these proposals as written would bring a hugely disproportionate penalty to bear on minor infringers, while letting those who commit large scale acts of infringement off scot-free.

I urge you, please vote against these proposals, which are technologically ill-thought-out, disproportionate to the offence, and invasive of privacy.

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June 30th, 2008
10:33 pm

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A few things
I'm going to be quiet for a couple of days - working tomorrow morning, then going to That London in the afternoon to see Brian Wilson (and stay with [info]rosamicula assuming she's still OK with that). Then back to work the next day from the train station, then off to see Richard Herring that evening. So don't expect much in the way of posts til Thursday.

I do have a few posts lined up to write though - one on Final Crisis, and another on politics - I got a comment today on an old post on the differences between 'conservative' and 'liberal' thinking (in quotes because I definitely don't want people to think I'm talking about party affiliations in that post - the people on my friends list who vote Conservative mostly fall into the 'liberal' category in the way I set it up, and I would have referred to Altermeyer's right-wing authoritarians instead as a better description except again those are loaded terms - the 'right-wing authoritarians' he describes there are not the same people as the people who would use that description of themselves. Stalin fits Altermeyer's 'right-wing authoritarianism' but David Cameron doesn't.) I'm going to try to use that to talk about what I think the Liberal Democrats *should* be doing.

You can also probably expect a review of the BW gig, and maybe a review of the reissue of Pacific Ocean Blue, if I can find the time to write them.

I'm actually thinking of starting up a politics blog (in much the same way as I started my music and comics ones - cross-post here) because I'm starting to have a lot more to say about politics. I want to talk about scientific illiteracy in politics, about the stupidity of much of current orthodoxy, and I'm also thinking about posts to explain the apparent contradiction between my own small-c conservatism and personal intolerance and large L Liberalism. I'll let you know when I get that set up.

Speaking of politics posts, that one about where the Lib Dems are going wrong has attracted a little bit of attention - it's being reposted on Liberal Conspiracy soon. Does that make me part of 'the liberal blogosphere' now? Do I have to start paying attention to the existence of Iain Dale and Guido Fawkes?

On a more personal note, I've been too busy to actually check my friends list in a couple of weeks (though those of you who write long posts which don't get friends-locked are probably on my feed reader). I miss you all and this turbulence will be passing soon. But if you've posted anything that required a response from me and didn't get one, that's why. Normal commenting will resume shortly.

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June 29th, 2008
05:24 pm

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Rock Of Ages - Darkseid's New Clothes
http://dccountdown.blogspot.com/2008/06/rock-of-ages-darkseids-new-clothes.html

So, before my own verbosity got the better of me, what was I going to say about Rock Of Ages? (For those who are wondering, I'm writing this before getting to the comic shop this week. I'll be looking at Final Crisis 2 probably on Monday).

One of the descriptions I've read of Morrison's JLA run is that it's a 'Cliff Notes for the Invisibles', and nowhere is that more true than in Rock Of Ages. The connections between the present-day story and the Invisibles are obvious, of course, but it's the near-future dystopian story that covers a lot of the same themes. Fundamentally, Rock Of Ages is about the impossibility of totalitarianism.

Morrison is one of the few writers in comics who actually seems interested in science, and appears scientifically literate. While many comic writers use 'scientific' terms seemingly at random to handwave away problems (and to be fair Morrison does this to in New X-Men with the extinction gene, although there he was playing with a Marvel genetics that has been established as very different from real genetics) - see for example Byrne's 'Godwave' which was somehow able to cross the universe twice in 40,000 years - Morrison uses scientific ideas as jumping off points for new stories. Sometimes those ideas will be fringe ideas rather than mainstream (see his use of Sheldrake's morphic resonance hypothesis in Animal Man) and quite often the interpretation he uses of (say) quantum physics will not be the most mainstream one, but he's clearly actually interested in science.

And one of the sciences he seems to be most interested in (although he doesn't namedrop it in the way he does 'cooler' ideas such as brane theory) is cybernetics - not computing, but cybernetics in its original meaning of regulating systems.

And cybernetics shows that totalitarianism - and indeed any attempt to control human beings - has some inbuilt flaws. Any system that doesn't allow for feedback will eventually go off the rails, and any authority relationship is one where accurate feedback is not possible - if someone has the power to sack you, or have you imprisoned, or have you killed, you're going to be very careful about what you tell them. Authority breeds lies - the cheque's in the post, the dog ate my homework, it's my grandmother's funeral - and then the person in authority has to make decisions based on those lies. Garbage in, garbage out. (This, incidentally, seems to explain the decisions made by a lot of political leaders, and may also explain the apparent paranoia often exhibited at the very top.)

Robert Anton Wilson - a big influence on Morrison - called this 'the burden of omniscience' and contrasted it with the 'burden of nescience' in the people who are being controlled. In any system where total control over people is attempted, the person doing the controlling has to be aware of every factor relevant to the decisions. Those being controlled, on the other hand, have to do what they're told even when it goes against their own experiences.

Darkseid, of course, wants absolute control of the universe. As he puts it, "I will remake the entire universe in the image of my soul, Desaad. And when at last I turn to look upon the eternal desolation I have wrought... I will see Darkseid, as in a mirror... and know what fear is."

The problem with this kind of ambition of course is that it depends on everyone else being deaf-blind-mute - or acting like it. The future portion of Rock Of Ages is ultimately a rewrite of The Emperor's New Clothes - as long as no-one tells the emperor what's going on, everything looks fine from his perspective, but as soon as one person tells the truth the whole edifice of control comes tumbling down.

This is, of course, why the 'zombies' in Rock of Ages, in possibly the most disturbing image Morrison has ever come up with, come out of the 'Wise Monkey' factory with their ears, eyes and mouths covered up by hands. And it's in this context that Darkseid's defeat is so interesting.

Firstly, because the efforts of the superpowered time-travellers are actually unimportant in his defeat - it's the literally powerless who bring him down. And secondly, he's defeated by Ray Palmer shrinking to the size of a photon and entering through his eyes and into his brain - in other words, he's defeated by information.

The whole of Rock Of Ages in fact is about control and information, and about attempts to reform the universe or part of it in the image of someone's mind - from the holograms controlled by the Joker, to Darkseid's plans, to the Philosopher's stone - and the defeat is always by people understanding those systems better than the controllers - J'Onn changing his brain to match the Joker's, Batman getting Desaad to put his mind into a reprogrammable computer, persuading Metron to become human.

It's also about disguise and replicas - Batman as Desaad, Plastic Man as the Joker, the duplicate Philosopher's Stone, the holograms of the League at the beginning, the hologram of Luthor at the end. J'onn making himself think like the Joker also plays into these ideas of identity.

In the end, the comic shows that attempting to control people by imposing your will on them with brute force is stupid - the way to get what you want is to attempt to understand your enemies, to walk in their shoes, and to understand the world around you. Luthor is shown as more intelligent than Darkseid, with his 'corporate takeover' plan and his way out of criminal charges, but Batman is shown to outthink both of them.

These themes turn up all the time in Morrison's work, and we'll definitely return to them as I continue looking at Final Crisis, the second issue of which I'll be getting to shortly.

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June 27th, 2008
09:20 pm

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Little bit of politics
This entry is about British politics, and will therefore be incredibly tedious to those of you from the USA (because of course all the posts about comics and the Beach Boys are fascinating). If it bores you, just think of the fact that I am actually aware of who Ron Paul is - reading this will give you an idea of what the internet looks like to the rest of us. Anyway, in a few hours I'll be posting about an 11-year-old superhero comic, so be grateful or something.

I am going to make a prediction - the Liberal Democrats are going to lose the next election.

Now, this may not strike you as one of the great feats of prognostication. The Liberal Democrats have never won an election, and their precursor party, the Liberals, last won an election before the first world war. Even though in the recent council elections and yesterday's Henley by-election we came in second place, I don't think there's a single person in the country who actually believes we're going to win a General Election in the near future.

But I don't mean we're not going to gain the majority of seats, I mean we're actively working against our own interests. The decisions being made are going to actively damage the party - and, more importantly, damage the chances of getting some of our principles put into practice.

The important thing to note about the next election is that Labour are going to lose. A miracle might happen and they might scrape a single-digit majority, but that's now a best-case scenario for them.

So why the hell are we cosying up to the Tories with things like not opposing David Davies' bid for re-election in one of our key marginals? Why are we putting *any energy at all* into fighting Labour?

Any close Labour/Lib Dem race is going to go to us in the next election anyway. We should - of course - continue to hammer home our opposition to the increasingly draconian and ineffective 'anti-terrorist' measures the government brings in, the growing inequality between rich and poor, the lack of movement on environmental issues and so on and so on. But that's a matter for grassroots efforts to prevent those things from being brought in, not for electoral strategy.

When it comes to the election the people we're going to have to worry about are the Tories. They're the ones we're not, at present, going to be able to beat in marginals. They're the ones where we're going to have a fight on our hands.

I suspect the current strategy is an attempt to create a Blair-style 'big tent' against an unpopular government. Cosy up to the Tories and help them take down big bad Brown. But this will do us no good for a variety of reasons:
Firstly, the Tories are almost certainly going to win anyway - they don't need our help.

Secondly, a lot of Liberals (myself included) would rather see Labour stay in than see another Conservative government. I don't *want* either, but given a choice between the two (a choice about as appealing as a choice between testicular cancer and multiple sclerosis) I would very reluctantly choose Labour. In fact, were the party ever to enter into any kind of formal pact with the Tories I would have to leave the party - I couldn't in all conscience remain in a party that was allied to the party that gave us the poll tax, the sus laws and the destruction of the unions amongst other horrors.

Third, whoever we choose to ally ourselves with, it's in the best interests of the Liberal Democrats - and, I believe, of the country, for unrelated reasons - to have a government with as small a majority as possible. Fighting Labour while ignoring the Tories' attempts to win over the Guardian readers seems designed to increase the Conservatives' majority.

And most importantly of all, there has to be a clear alternative for voters. If we let the Tories' attempts to present themselves as fluffy liberals go unchallenged, and keep attacking Labour, then we end up with three parties that are all representing themselves the same way - Thatcherism with a friendly face - with the real policy differences going unnoticed. The dissatisfied Labour voters won't go to us if they think we're siding with the tories - rather, some of them will go to the Greens or whatever name the SWP's 'coalition' are going under today (not in itself a bad thing - in a PR system I'd like to see an increased representation of the fringe parties), and a lot of them will, as we saw yesterday, go to the BNP.

When the fucking *NAZIS* are getting more votes than Labour, it's maybe not a good time to be attacking Labour, and maybe we should concentrate on fighting the people who'll be our real opponents in the next election (and, indeed, on fighting Nazi scum).

We can't allow the Tories to position themselves as defenders of liberty - their own record suggests otherwise. The party of Michael Howard, Ann Widdecombe, Norman Tebbit and Nadine Dorries is not the party of freedom. We can't allow people like David Davies to represent themselves as civil libertarians when they vote against gay rights and for hanging.

We need to highlight the splits in the Tories and the fact that most of the parliamentary party are hardline ultra-right-wingers. Some sort of 'vote blue, get Nadine' campaign.

We also need to stop the move in the party towards 'modernisation' which seems to mean moving to the right-wing. We have two Conservative parties - if we want the electorate to have a choice, and avoid the horrifying prospect of a BNP MP, then we need to present a real alternative.

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June 24th, 2008
09:16 pm

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Excuses, excuses
http://dccountdown.blogspot.com/2008/06/excuses-excuses.html

Yes, I know it's been a while...
Since I last posted, my life has been full of unpredictable events. I've had to travel to Wales, London, the Lake District and York, had my in-laws fly over from the US, had a friend die suddenly, seen Leonard Cohen, had a famous TV presenter pretend to know me, been threatened at gunpoint by a soldier... leaving me not in the most coherent state to post my thoughts on Batman. By the time I got any free time, the comics on which I wanted to comment were *so* yesterday to the rest of the blogosphere.

Equally important was the fact that I didn't want to comment on the Dan DiDio pecking party that was going on for much of the last few weeks. As many of you may have gathered I am not a wholehearted supporter of DiDio's editorial regime, but nor do I think it's been all bad. For every bad decision (letting Judd Winick write anything at all) there's been an excellent one (letting Grant Morrison essentially have free run of the DCU).

DiDio's job is pretty much guaranteed to make him one of the most hated men in comics, at least among the comic blogosphere, and there's been an undertone in many of the posts of "Well, Jimmy Palmiotti is the kind of person who'll recognise the genius of my proposed twelve-issue series about an alternate world where Zatanna and Barbara Gordon are lovers but they're both cats! Damn you DiDio for turning down Pussies Of Prey!"

Anyway, DiDio's job appears safe for the forseeable future, and I've not had a major shock to the nervous system in nearly four days, so I'm going to talk about comics.

Specifically, I'm going to talk about Grant Morrison's big epic story featuring the New Gods going up against the big guns of the DCU, where we see a world where evil has won, that doesn't tie in properly with the weekly comic it was meant to tie in with.

I'm referring of course to Rock Of Ages.

One of the big criticisms people have had of Final Crisis is the way it doesn't quite tie in with Countdown To Final Crisis, and it's true that that could have been handled better. However, the two comics are doing fundamentally different things. Final Crisis is an attempt (and, I believe, a largely successful one) to create art (pop art, but art nonetheless) - it's written to stand up to repeated readings, and the intention is presumably that it will remain in print indefinitely, outside of its context.

Countdown, on the other hand, was an attempt to create comics-like product that would keep people going to the comic shop. The Countdown trades will presumably go out of print within six months or a year or so. In those circumstances Morrison is absolutely right not to alter his work because of continuity issues created by others.

Rock Of Ages here provides a point of comparison. When it came out originally, it was contemporary with a four-week DC crossover called Genesis, which I reread last week in preparation for writing this post and have already forgotten - it was a John Byrne thing and DC might as well have just put out a circular saying "John Byrne desperately wants to be the next Kirby, but in fact he's a less-good Jim Starlin" as that would have had the same effect as actually publishing the story, and at less expense.

Anyway, both stories deal with the New Gods, and while Morrison's story pays lip-service to the crossover (mainly by putting in a few pages at the end of the first issue, not reprinted in the trade), reading the two stories back to back is a very confusing experience, as everyone in Morrison's story is being told who this 'Metron' fellow is directly after just spending four issues doing some ... stuff... involving godwaves or something with him.

The interesting thing here is how much light Rock Of Ages sheds on Morrison's writing methods, and on his take on superheroes and the New Gods, when compared to Genesis.

In Genesis, it's explained that all superheroes are in fact demigods, created by a Godwave that now threatens to destroy the universe for rather poorly-defined reasons. They have to team up with Darkseid and then against him, there are double-bluffs and stratagems and so on, and it's just like every other 'cosmic' crossover ever created.

But that reveal, that the superpowered people are demigods rather than humans, much like every other Roythomasism that's tried to tie all superheroes together (the meta-gene, homo magi, etc) is a profoundly dispiriting idea. Superheroes, in this view, are superheroes just because they were born special. You can never be as special as they are, in their special specialness - they're just *better* than you. You're disgusting, aren't you? Why don't you just die?

(To be fair, Byrne does make a half-hearted stab at having the non-powered heroes say things like "We mustn't be downhearted - we must fight on regardless!", but still the ideas that remain in the memory (to the extent that such an unmemorable story remains in the memory at all, and I feel here like the protagonist in Memento, trying to reconstruct a story that's slipping from my grasp even though I read it only this weekend - "I must have read a big cosmic crossover recently, because I have a profound feeling of ennui. If only I could recall what it was...") are the ones about how superheroes are really gods).

This message - that some people are just born special and better than everyone else - is at the core of Joseph Campbell's 'hero of a thousand faces', which thanks to George Lucas is now the accepted formula for every piece of mass entertainment (which in turn is why I go to the cinema maybe every couple of months, if that).

The formula can be used well - Neil Gaiman uses it passably, though the more you read of Gaiman's writing the more obvious his use of it and similar formulae becomes - after all, if it was incapable of being used well, it wouldn't have become a formula - but more often it gives us dreck like Superman Returns.

"But Andrew!" the three of you who've read this far are shouting "Doesn't Grant Morrison also have an unhealthy obsession with this misbegotten formula? He sometimes goes back to its Jungian roots, but All Star Superman, which you like so much, is a hero's journey if ever I saw one. Death of the father, journey through the underworld, death and rebirth motif, it's all there, isn't it?"

To which I can only respond by analogy.

The I-vi-ii(or IV)-V chord sequence has been the basis of innumerable terrible songs over the years, and one or two decent ones as well - it's the sequence used in every doo-wop song and bad ballad ever. That sequence or a slight variation is used in Duke Of Earl, Blue Moon, I Will Always Love You and a billion other songs you know. It's a cliche, and even though it's been used well in the past, I could perfectly happily go a lifetime without hearing it again.

But Brian Wilson, in the song The Warmth Of The Sun, managed to make something new. He started that progression in C, went through the first two chords, then *started it again*, a minor third up, going through the changes again before returning to the original key and finishing the progression. A twist as simple as that can turn something from the most obvious of cliches into something quite extraordinary.

In the same way, it's possible to use the hero's journey as something to build upon, to twist, to play with, and come out with something interesting. If you take it as a description of what other people have done (as, to be fair, Campbell appeared to intend it) rather than as a prescription of what you must do, you can get something interesting out of it. This is what Morrison does.

While sometimes, in Seven Soldiers for example, Morrison does fall into the trap of the hero just being born special (though in Seven Soldiers this is mitigated somewhat by the fact that there are *seven* 'unique' people, and actually many more playing important roles), more often he focuses on normal people, or on people who are special not because of any powers but because of their character. The occasions where he has most obviously written a hero's journey - things like The Invisibles - have been ones where the journey is clearly subordinate to other elements (few people would say that Jack Frost's growth as a character is anything like the most important element in The Invisibles).

And so in Rock Of Ages, straight after John Byrne has revealed that Wally West and Eel O'Brien were just born special and better than the rest of us, Morrison has Darkseid - as powerful and 'special' a being as exists in the DCU - destroyed by Green Arrow, Batman and the Atom, three people who have no powers other than their own intelligence (yes, yes, I know, Ray Palmer had the metagene and so on - it doesn't matter. He got his powers from his own scientific knowledge, he wasn't born with them).

And the way in which they defeat Darkseid is something I'm going to go into a lot more in my next post, because this one's grown into something of a monster already. I've got most of that post written (this was a much longer post that I've split up), and I *hope* to have it up tomorrow, but given my recent history I'll probably be kidnapped by sentient alligators or something, so no promises.

If anyone's still reading this, I recommend you go and read Andrew Rilstone's recent posts on Dave Sim - as always, Rilstone is writing some wonderful stuff over there.

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07:48 am

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Comics post, and possibly a politics post, tonight, but for now here's a brief exchange from yesterday at work:

"You sound tired, fella"

"Well, I've been busy. Since I last saw you, I've had to travel to Wales, London, the Lake District and York, had my in-laws fly over from the US, had a close friend die suddenly, seen Leonard Cohen, had Jeremy Paxman pretend to know me, made my in-laws eat lamb for the first time, been threatened at gunpoint by a soldier... "

"Whoa... back up... they've never eaten lamb?!"

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June 18th, 2008
11:03 pm

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In the last three hours I have seen Leonard Cohen live (and realised that Famous Blue Raincoat is actually the same song as When I Need You by Leo Sayer) , had Jeremy Paxman politely pretend to remember me because my drunken father insisted he must (and [info]diffrentcolours thought meeting Andy Crane today was impressive!) , and been told that a friend of the family who I've known for 20 years has died in his early 40s.
My head is well and truly battered.

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June 4th, 2008
07:18 pm

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Not Good Things
Number one in a list

Not realising until *after* you get home from a full day at work that you have a gigantic gaping hole in the crotch of your trousers.

Gah.

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June 2nd, 2008
05:30 pm

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Final Crisis 1 - It Goes Like This, The Fourth, The Fifth, The Minor Fall, The Major Lift
http://dccountdown.blogspot.com/2008/06/final-crisis-1-it-goes-like-this-fourth.html

Now that the terrible Countdown has concluded (our long national nightmare is finally over!) I'm hoping we'll start to see more comics of actual substance coming from DC, rather than endless tie-ins and continuity patches to make sense of bad comics which in turn introduce more continuity errors to be patched by more bad comics. Final Crisis is obviously infinitely better than that kind of thing, and Trinity, while (probably rightly) being promoted as totally separate from Final Crisis, looks to be dealing with some of the same multiversal hijinks I love, and by at least competent people. It also looks like it'll feature some of the Big Giant Hand stuff that's been going on at various levels in various comics.

Kurt Busiek has been very impressive recently with his work on the Superman titles. Those titles have been almost a perfect storm of editorial problems recently, with delays, last-minute rewrites, art problems, Countdown tie-ins and continuity changes meaning that not only has Busiek been writing his own title, he's had to write fill-ins for Action, he's had to write fill-ins for himself when there have been art delays, and he's had to write *replacement* fill-ins when fill-ins have been dropped. Despite all this, he's managed to produce work that is at worst decent and at best excellent. Although the strain has clearly shown at times, his work has been some of the best on the Superman title in decades. So I have enough faith in Busiek's reliability to have at least some enthusiasm for Trinity.

So my plan, for now, is that this blog will go back to more-or-less weekly (or more) posts dealing with the various big DC events that interest me - so far this would be all Morrison's work, possibly the tie-ins to Final Crisis and Batman RIP, and at least the first few issues of Trinity and whatever the Wonder Woman Big Event is. This won't be annotations ( Douglas Wolk is doing a fine job of that at http://finalcrisisannotations.blogspot.com ) but reviews and talking about the themes and so on. I'll also be looking back over the next few months at a variety of earlier comics that relate in some way to these titles. In the case of Final Crisis that will be 52, Seven Soldiers, The Filth, DC One Million, JLA: Earth 2, Morrison's JLA, The Kingdom, Marvel Boy and maybe some others. In the case of Trinity I'll look over JLA/Avengers and Syndicate Rules, both of which Busiek has said tie into the story. Those posts will mostly be in weeks when not much new is happening. I'll also continue to review any non-DCU stuff that seems interesting to me as and when it comes out.

This week was possibly the best week for new comics in years. Judenhass (which I've already reviewed a couple of months back) came out, and on top of that three comics by Grant Morrison. The reason it's taken me this long to post a review is because I've spent every second since Friday just running around saying "ohmygod flyingluthoranddeicideandalfredasbrucesdadandsupermandyingandthedeathofthefourthworldandkamandiandaaaa!!!" which I didn't think would live up even to my normal inarticulate level.

I'll be writing this as a couple of separate posts - this one about Final Crisis, and the next one tying it into All Star Superman and Batman, as well as the bigger picture links between Morrison's work at the moment.

Having read a number of reviews of Final Crisis before reading the comic itself, I was amazed to find it is actually one of the best single issues of a comic I've read this year. Most reviews, even those by people whose opinions I ususally respect, have said that it's too slow and that nothing happens. While it's not on the same scale as Crisis On Infinite Earths, and there's comparatively little Action (in the sense of things blowing up and people punching each other), the story is full of events and ideas.

(Some people, incidentally, have also complained that the events here don't match up well with/lose impact when placed alongside the execrable Countdown. That may be true, and is a fair criticism to lay against DC editorial, but not against the creators of this comic, which was apparently written before the terrible Countdown even started. Presumably whatever the events were in the egregious Countdown, it was what Morrison was talking about when he complained of the New Gods being 'passed around like herpes').

But really, seriously - 'nothing happens' is simply not a valid criticism here, in a story where huge swathes of the DC Universe come together in new combinations, bringing out thematic links that were never there before.

You've got a reworking/revisiting of the Kirbyesque New Gods as Eternals as Von Daniken Chariot Of The Gods stuff from Seven Soldiers with Metron as Prometheus, bringing The Human Flame (divine inspiration, as well as literal fire). Is the Prometheus angle going to tie in later with Frankenstein (who appears later in the series). The Human Flame is also the villain that kills Martian Manhunter, and fire is being linked throughout with both death and creation - fire representing chaos as well as inspiration (this ties in with a lot of the stuff in Seven Soldiers).

Death through fire always inspires thoughts of the phoenix, and rebirth, of course.

The Green Lanterns have a *code* for deicide! And note the death of Orion - the 'God of War', at the same time as the death of J'onn J'onzz, the last survivor of Mars, named after the God of War. And of course Mars is the Fourth World in our solar system, and this story is about the destruction of the Fourth World and its rebirth as the Fifth.

Incidentally, a lot of Morrison's previous work, especially The Invisibles, has referenced the idea that there will be a big change at the end of 2012, an idea that seems to come from lots of sources (pop-anthropological looks at Native American beliefs combined with now out-of-date predictions about information and technological growth). Part of that comes from what has been reported (in various new age sources whose credibility I haven't got the knowledge to verify - I'm talking in these bits not about what I believe to be true but about ideas Morrison has drawn on) as a Hopi belief that we are now living in a Fourth World that is about to change to a Fifth World.

Looking around for information on this (which Morrison may or may not be drawing upon, but I suspect he is) Hopi rituals relating to this change apparently include a 'new fire ceremony', and there is this rather interesting bit from Wikipedia:

"The coming Fifth World (where our present World is presented as the Fourth) is said to arrive following a cycle in Nature affecting our entire Solar System, where our Earth births an Egg (Mystery Egg, Hidden Egg) and then moves "up" within our system to reach its crowning place. All of the Earth's life is then said to be "raised" to its perfected-eternal form. Some tribes refer to this period of change as "Purification Time." During this period of Purification, Time is said to change where we must choose between the natural Time we have now upon our Earth (meant for us) and an unnatural Time structure which removes us from Nature and our opportunity to reach the Fifth World. It is told that everyone will have to choose between the two Time frames-- one leading to the Fifth World with our Earth, and the other (which will be very alluring, deceiving many) which will remove us from our Earth, taking us to oblivion."

I would be very surprised if these ideas didn't come into play as Final Crisis continues. It certainly *sounds* Crisis-like, doesn't it?

Some other notes on bits of the story:

I do not like Doctor Rapey McRapeRape, and never will, even with Morrison writing him. However, Jones' depiction of Mirror Master is absolutely wonderful. Looks like Terry Gilliam playing him.

The stuff with the secret society ties in with JLA:Earth 2, which I will look at soon. Also, Grodd's expressions are drawn perfectly.
"I am not averse to the taste of human flesh, sir!"
Damrung brand phone!

Orion appears to have 'infected' Terrible Turpin with a bit of his own essence.

That's no Monitor, that's Rhodes Boyson.

More on this tomorrow, as I have a LOT to say about this. I've not even really touched on the plot, or all the things that echo back and forth between this and Morrison's other works, or the art. But this issue is so densely packed with meaning and resonances without even getting into that that I'm having difficulty seeing how *anyone* could think 'nothing happened'. This is really what superhero comics *should* be.

This has still, of course, been incoherent - I hope that the later posts will be more organised, but this is the kind of comic that sets off my inner fanboy, with my thoughts racing in a million directions. It's exactly the kind of comic the industry needs right now, and I love it.

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Just a quick one to say that I'll be posting a lot about comics over the next few days, but after that I'm hoping to start posting more about music, politics and science than I have recently too. This isn't going to turn into just an alternative feed for my comic blog *just* yet.

Also, I notice that a few people have been friending me recently - I'm sorry to say I don't have time to check people's journals very regularly at the moment, so I won't be adding anyone right now, but I will get round to at least looking at your journals soon - I'm not deliberately ignoring anyone.

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May 29th, 2008
06:45 pm

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A warning here, before I start. This isn't a comics review. This week looks like one of the best in comics since I got back into them, and I will be looking over some of this week's comics over the next few days (except Judenhass, which I already reviewed a couple of months back). This is an incoherent rant.

In this rant I will be hypocritical - making exactly the same mistakes I accuse others of - and I will no doubt say some intensely stupid things. I will almost certainly delete this post, unless I don't, because I know going in that it's going to get nasty. Please read this with that in mind, or skip it. This isn't a well-reasoned piece of logic, it's a scream at the stupidity of the world, purely in immediate reaction to something I've read. I wrote this because I had to get this off my chest.

I was reading Newsarama today (I know... I have only myself to blame) and I read something that shocked me to the core. A statement so callous it bordered on the sociopathic, but one that seemed to go unnoticed by everyone reading it - so much so I had to triple-check if I'd actually read it correctly:

"Just think for a second about the pinch on the budgets of millions of Asians and fears of civil unrest that are being raised. In fact, food riots have erupted in recent months in Mexico, Morocco, Mauritania, Senegal, Uzbekistan, Yemen and Guinea.

What do all these mean for the comics industry as a whole?"

You read that right. I didn't cut out any context that would put this in a better light.

"People are starving - there are riots in six countries because the people there don't have enough to eat!"
"Really? That's terrible! Ultimate Hulk Vs Wolverine may never come out if this continues!"

Now, you might think this is just an isolated example of idiocy from Benjamin Ong Pang Kean - a man who, after all, less than a month ago thought the best response to being pulled up by Paul Cornell on his witless bigotry would be to try to make a joke about Cornell being British and then publish the whole thing. We're not talking here about someone competent, after all.

But to me this seems to fit a pattern of thought that's observable in a lot of comic readers - when the Siegel family won back their share of the copyright for Superman the other month, the response among the message board posters wasn't generally a discussion of whether justice had been done, or the intricacies of 'intellectual property' law and whether the decision made sense, but revolved around two questions - "Does this mean I won't get my comics?" and "Does justice being done in this case mean it might happen in other cases, thus denying me other comics?"

Now, I think the article that got me so infuriated had everything exactly backwards. When something terrible is happening in the world, the response of 'the comics community' should not be 'what will that do to my comics?' but rather 'what can we, as 'the comics community', do to help?'

(Please note, I'm only talking about what 'we' can do here qua 'comics community' - I'm assuming for the sake of argument that everyone who cares about the state of the world is doing all the other Good Citizen stuff like contacting your elected representatives, giving money to charity, and so on).

Now, this particular problem is, alas, not one that is wholly soluble by comics (unless we were to pool our collective resources into a gigantic magical ceremony led by Alan Moore and Grant Morrison to pull Superman into the real world from ideaspace and have him sort out the economic mess - a solution not noticeably less practical than those offered by many leading politicians) - the problems that are caused by having populations grow while resources shrink were pointed out quite effectively by Thomas Malthus 210 years ago - but other problems can be helped by comics.

That sounds like a grand claim - but remember that comics are an art form and medium of communication, and an effective one. Art can and does help find solutions to social, economic, political and even technological problems - by giving us new ways to think about them. Probing the limits of the possible allows us to try out ideas, and the impossible can be used as metaphor, allegory or analogy.

The problem is, I think, that a large number of comic readers now read little or nothing other than comics - or more precisely, other than superhero titles taking place in the shared 'universes' of the Big Two. And increasingly, those comics, when they're about anything at all, have become about nothing more than other comics. As Douglas Wolk puts it in his rather wonderful book Reading Comics, "More and more superhero series are readable really only as metacomics, because they're mostly about where their plots and characters are positioned in the matrices of the big superhero narratives".

The problem is, when a large majority of superhero comics are only about superhero comics (to the extent they're about anything) then... well, they're not about anything else, are they? And is it really surprising that a genre that has essentially turned into navel-gazing on an immense scale produces fans who wouldn't care if the whole population of Asia were to die so long as they got their comics (though they'd probably complain at the price increases because of the lack of that cheap (slave) labour that lamentably even the more 'ethical' indie companies use to print their comics).

(Art comics don't get a free pass here, either. They're not usually about other comics - not since they finally got over defining themselves by what they're not - but a staggering number essentially boil down to 'my life is the most fascinating thing in the world'. Save it for LiveJournal.)

I think in order for comics to actually matter, they have to start containing actual ideas, about things other than comics. Meta-commentary is fine as one element of a larger story, but when it's the only thing approaching an actual idea in the comic, then there's a serious problem. The ideas can be about anything - from a new formal idea about the medium (a different thing from the genre, note) to 'a superhero who only speaks in Irving Berlin lyrics' to an alternate universe in which the introduction of crop rotation never took off thanks to a new species of insect wiping out all turnips in the 15th century. So long as it's an idea. Start putting in ideas, and the readers will start to think. Get a few hundred thousand people thinking and who knows what will happen?

But pressure needs to be put on the comic companies to do this, in the same way feminist comic bloggers have over the last few years put pressure on them to moderate at least their worst excesses (so we still get Black Canary posing as if she's presenting to someone just off-panel on the front of her comic, but Spoiler is no longer dead). We've tolerated the lack of ideas in comics for too long. If you read a comic and come away thinking 'meh. Nothing happened. What was the point of that?' then that comic is contributing to the creation of morons, and needs to be held up as an example of everything that is wrong with the medium.

Because if we want to know what good comics can do, the single most important thing they can do is change the mentality of people who prioritise comics over starving human beings.

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May 25th, 2008
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The National Pep have been a little in the doldrums recently - I have great plans for our next EP, but personnel and budget restraints have caused some delays. It should be done some time this summer, but I don't know exactly when yet.

But I've been thinking about another idea - one that wouldn't require me to do quite so much of the work myself.
I want to put together a compilation album from an alternate universe. I want to do something that looks like one of those tacky '20 Great Hits Of The Seventies, Performed By The Original Artists!' albums, except from the universe next door. If I can get this off the ground I'll probably put together a wiki that people can contribute to detailing exactly how the universe next door differs from our own, but I have a few ideas already (mostly about how the guitar never became a popular instrument, due to an event in the 18th century. In the real world, according to something I read but can't now find, a piano manufacturer had thousands of cheap guitars manufactured and given away to poor people in order to make the guitar seem a 'low class' instrument, to make the upper classes buy pianos. In this other world this wouldn't have happened. )

I'd want as many different styles of music as possible, but the idea would be things that *could* have been hits if, for example, there had been a craze for bagpipe music in 1975, or the rag had remained the predominant form of popular music into the 1980s, or the Beatles had been accordionists who specialised in the polka, or there had been a Musicians Union strike in 1965 leading to a year when only a capella music was on the charts. Or whatever.
I know these ideas of mine often don't get off the ground, but I think this one could happen. I've emailed a few muso types I know about it, but if anyone on my friends list wants to get involved, please let me know. It wouldn't have to be music either - I really want to make the 'universe' have some depth, so writers and graphic artists could get involved too.

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May 21st, 2008
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Happy Happy Joy Joy
Brian Wilson's That Lucky Old Sun will be getting a proper release after all. Not only that, there'll be a 'deluxe CD/DVD' package including a video of the live show (which adds a *lot* to the material. Anyone interested in getting it should pick up this version).

It'll be out on Capitol Records in September.

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May 12th, 2008
11:17 pm

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Vieux Chiens
Before I start this post I'd just like to apologise to anyone who's emailed me recently. I've not checked my email regularly for a while - my job requires me to look at a computer all day, and so I'm not so keen to carry on doing so when I get home. I currently have a few hundred emails to get through, so if you need a reply you will get one, but probably not for a few days.

Anyway, I recently discovered that late last year, the Bonzo Dog Doo-Dah Band released their first new studio album in 35 years, so obviously I had to get it.

For those of you who don't yet know the joys of the Bonzo Dog Band,they are often described as the missing link between the Beatles and Monty Python, and to a first approximation that description works as well as any. Certainly they had connections with both groups - Paul McCartney produced the band's biggest hit, they appeared in Magical Mystery Tour, George Harrison wrote a song about their drummer, and the band appeared in the pre-Python show Do Not Adjust Your Set, and main songwriter Neil Innes contributed music to Python albums, films and stage shows.

The Bonzo Dog Doo-Dah Band started out in the mid-sixties as a trad jazz/vaudeville revivalist band - a project of art students poking affectionate fun at the popular music of a generation before by performing once-popular novelty songs like I'm Going To Bring A Watermelon To My Girl Tonight. The original lineup - Vivian Stanshall, Neil Innes, Roger Ruskin Spear, Rodney Slater, "Legs" Larry Smith, Sam Spoons, Vernon Dudley Bohay-Nowell and Bob Kerr made two singles - covers of My Brother Makes The Noises For The Talkies and Alley-Oop, before Kerr left (in acrimonious circumstances) to join The New Vaudeville Band, taking the band's stage act with him and forcing them to rethink.

Their first album, Gorilla, was an odd mix of trad jazz songs and new originals, but after this they dropped Spoons, Bohay-Nowell, the covers (apart from third album Tadpoles, which included some covers they'd done for TV) and the 'Doo-Dah' from their name, concentrating on original material, both musical and comedic.

The vast bulk of the band's material was written by the band's two leaders, Vivian Stanshall and Neil Innes. Stanshall was an eccentric genius, the harder-edged of the two as well as being the more surreal, while Innes was softer and more whimsical but also a better craftsman (think of the Lennon-McCartney dynamic, or Cleese-Chapman/Palin-Jones). Stanshall was also a mesmerising performer, and one of the most versatile vocalists (both as a singer and an actor) I've ever heard.

Stanshall died in 1995, so the idea of the Bonzo Dog Band reuniting was always problematic, in much the same way as the Beatles reuniting without Lennon or Monty Python reuniting without Chapman - the others would certainly be capable of doing good work without him, but there would be an important spark missing.

The band actually did reunite, however, in 2006 - all the surviving members of the original 'Doo-Dah' lineup, including Kerr, for an oddly successful reunion show (available on DVD and CD). Most of the band hadn't kept up with their instruments, so they were augmented by Innes' touring band, freeing the band up to provide horn section, sound effects, and shambolic slapstick. That show was essentially a show of two halves - the first half was the cover versions and novelty songs from the early years, with everyone getting a turn to sing the second half the Innes and Stanshall originals. Innes providing some of the Stanshall vocals and with many guest comedians filling in on odd songs. The guest comedians were sometimes inappropriately blokeish, but it all sort-of worked.

For the tour that followed, the shows were more successful. The vaudeville songs were cut down (though still present), the two guest comedians who toured with them (Adrian Edmondson and Phill Jupitus) were better integrated into the band, and the rather wonderful David Caitlin-Birch (a former Stanshall collaborator and also 'Paul' in The Bootleg Beatles) did a very good job on some of Stanshall's vocals, making the show less of an Innes solo show by any other name.

This touring band, including Jupitus, Edmondson, Caitlin-Birch and also guest Stephen Fry, have now released the first studio Bonzo Dog album since 1972's Let's Make Up And Be Friendly.

Unsurprisingly, given the line-up, it bears most similarity to the band's first album, Gorilla, with much of the album being taken up with cover versions. Innes, who co-produced the album with touring keyboardist Mickey Simmonds, provides a through-line for the album, however, by bringing in a lot of the little sketches and jingles he used in his own Ego Warrior solo shows, giving the album a coherent feel, with repeated jingles for products from 'Fiasco' supermarkets bursting in, such as the one for 'Cock-a-doodle-tato/the really big potato/with a chicken inside', or L'essence d'Hooligan.

Unfortunately, that coherent feel is a slightly grumpy one, and funny as the album is at times, one feels like the album must have had a song written for it but left off the finished version about how the kids today don't show any respect and won't get off my lawn. The jokes about consumerism , while pointed, give a cumulative feel of someone who wishes everything was the way it was when they were young.

I won't go through every song here, as the album is overlong - 28 tracks (though many of these are little one-minute jokes or jingles), and many of the cover versions are clearly only there in order to give every band member a spotlight - the world really didn't need an amateurish cover of Tiptoe Through The Tulips that's too earnest to be funny but not competent enough to be good - and this album would be much better and more interesting at half the length. But I'll touch on the highlights. Before I do, I must point out as well that the cover (a dog's skull made out of whipped cream and penny sweets) is the best album cover art I've seen in decades.

Many of Innes' songs here, incidentally, have already been released either on his last CD, Works In Progress, or as free downloads on his website , but it makes sense for him to re-record them here, with a decent budget and a decent chance to actually have an audience for them.

The album is bookended by Pour L'amour des Chiens/Jean Baudrillard, one of Innes' cod-French trifles. After a vaudeville cover it goes into Hawkeye The Gnu, a reworking by Rodney Slater of Hoots Mon by Lord Rockingham's XI, an excuse for a lot of puns based on Scots/English dialect differences.

Innes' Democracy is the first 'new proper song' on the album, and is pretty good - but it's an Innes solo song, it doesn't really feel like the Bonzo Dog Band and doesn't feature any of the other members noticeably.

I Predict A Riot by 'the old Geezer Chiefs' on the other hand doesn't really work - there have been far too many novelty cover versions recently for one to be at all funny at this point, and this one isn't funny on its own merits. My wife Holly likes this one though, and it's done with enthusiasm. I suspect it'll work better live.

Stadium Love, a parody of big singalong stadium rock cliches, is quite amusing, but is one of several examples on this album of the band gesturing at their own past (they repeat "We are free because we're normal")

Mornington Crescent, by Mickey Simmonds, is a rather fun little collection of puns around underground names ("are you the one who made the kings cross?" "Are you the one who tried to turnham green?") over a trad backing track. Humph would have approved.

Early Morning Train was the best track on Innes' solo Works In Progress, with some really excellent descriptive writing ("the man with the Dan Dare eyebrows"), a gorgeous little ballad. It could do without the synth strings, and again this is essentially a solo track (apart from some spoken interjections from Adrian Edmundson), but this is a song that deserved a wider audience.

My Friend's Outside is a Roger Ruskin Spear song that suggests that Innes isn't the only one digging into his own back catalogue rather than writing new material - it's a parody of Gary Numan and early-80s electro in general. Unfortunately, one of the things it's parodying is their repetitive nature, which it gets over rather too well.

For The Benefit Of Mankind is the highlight of the album - an old Innes attempt at a Gilbert & Sullivan pastiche, the arrangement (and Innes' pseudo-German accent) pitch it weirdly somewhere between G&S, Brecht & Weill and Danny Kaye, and this is the only one of Innes' contributions here that really makes use of the rest of the band.

Beautiful People, Adrian Edmondson's songwriting contribution to the album, is surprisingly good. While the sleeve-notes to the album describe it as 'pure essence d'Bonzo', this is actually far more Pythonesque - specifically it sounds like a Palin/Jones song from the early 80s, somewhere between Every Sperm Is Sacred and Finland. Either way, though, it's one of the better tracks on the album.

Innes' Ego Warriors is the most blatant example of the individualism and anger at today's homogenous culture that Innes threads through the album - a call to arms for 'ego warriors' to thumb their nose at conformity.

Sweet Morning, "Legs" Larry Smith's main contribution to the album, is one of the bigger disappointments - essentially a rewrite of The Bride Stripped Bare By Bachelors but through a haze of nostalgia, to a synth-pop background. Singing about past glories is never a good idea, especially when the music is as plodding, and the rhyme scheme as predictable, as this.

Now You're Asleep is a song Viv Stanshall co-wrote with David Caitlin-Birch before Stanshall's death. Unfortunately, like many Sad Songs by Dead Geniuses that Take On Extra Weight Because They're Dead, it really can't support the associations. It's a pleasant enough song - it sounds a little like Nick Harper, actually, but it's half-formed and not really anything in particular, with some nice ideas, but aimless and structureless. A couple of good lines ("in the eiderdown seas where I swim in my sleep") don't make up for the general 'meh' feeling of the song.

If this album had been half the length - keeping the best of the originals, all the little jokes and jingles (by far the best bits of the album - Stephen Fry reading a recipe for Salmon Proust and Phill Jupitus' Sudoku Forecast being particularly amusing) and ditching almost all the cover versions - it could have been a very good album. Not great - there's nothing here of the quality of Piggybank Love, Sport (The Odd Boy), Equestrian Statue, Look Out There's A Monster Coming, Canyons Of Your Mind, Mr Apollo or I'm The Urban Spaceman - none of the truly great songs that made them one of the greatest bands of the 60s - but there's a good 13-track album struggling to get out of this flabby 28-track one.

Still, the Bonzo Dog Band have more than justified their existence already, and many of us love them dearly. Those of us who do will enjoy even the lesser tracks on this, as letters from old friends. Those who don't have that affection already would probably be best off buying the original albums before this, if they buy this at all. I'll probably rip this to MP3 at some point, and listen only to the better tracks, and it's worth it for those tracks.

The version I have comes with a bonus DVD of live performances - these are not substantially different from the versions on the 40th anniversary concert, but are still quite nice to have.

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May 8th, 2008
08:29 am

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Teacher performs magic trick for students, gets sacked for wizardry.

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May 5th, 2008
08:00 pm

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Black & White & Red all over
http://dccountdown.blogspot.com/2008/05/black-white-red-all-over.html

I've more or less avoided the Big Overarching Story in DC Comics over the last few months - since dropping the appaling Countdown with the tenth issue, I've made an effort not to read anything that tied itself in too strongly to that storyline. However, I've been looking forward intensely to Final Crisis, and I'll read anything by Grant Morrison, so I picked up DC Universe Zero with a reasonable amount of hope.

Written by Grant Morrison and Geoff Johns (who's shown signs recently in Action Comics and Booster Gold of actually being the decent, solid writer his admirers claim rather than the incompetent I thought of him as previously) and drawn by eight different artists, this is meant to be a fifty-cent preview of what's to come in DC's superhero titles for the next year or so, something you can hand to anyone and get them up to speed and interested in the titles.

On that score, it's a total failure. Because of the sheer number of different storylines it's teasing (along with a framing sequence), none of the previews could be comprehensible to anyone who isn't already reading those titles. It's a shame, because there's a clear attempt to give some unity to a fundamentally disjointed comic, but there's no way to tie all this information into a single narrative.

There's a framing 'story' here (Barry Allen is back... or is he? Or... is he? ) and some clear attempts to tie everything together thematically (the colours red and black appear a lot, and Morrison's recurring obsession with hands turns up again) - Douglas Wolk has provided a good set of annotations to this at http://savagecritic.com/2008/04/all-systems-intact-red-and-black.html - but it all seems forced.

The narration is on the level of "There is good, and there is bad. Bad and good. Dark and light. Shadows and some more light. Black and... red? (go with it) The dark and the light are in balance. Balance is important. It's in his hands now. He'll have to take it in hand. His left hand and his right hand. Two hands. For balance. Balance. Good Superman and bad Superman. Good me and bad me. Shadows. Black. Red. Like the suits in cards DO YOU SEE?"

Possibly not *quite* that subtle, but on that kind of level.

It's not really fair to judge this as a unified whole though - it's structured as a four-page intro plus a sequence of three-page previews (of stories in many cases not written or drawn by the people creating the comic) so it's probably best taken in that way.

Intro:

This manages to sum up quite effectively both previous Crises in a mere four pages, and assuming we need to know anything about that for Final Crisis it does a good job of bringing people up to speed. However, already I'm getting a sense that this has been put together with a lack of attention to detail. The image at the bottom of page three, of parallel earths exploding, probably looked fine as pencils. But someone's dropped a photo of the Earth in, repeatedly, with Photoshop, so now we have five earths breaking apart with giant cracks over their surface that manage also to be visible on the water, with no distortion whatsoever of the shape of the continents, and with giant plumes of flame shooting out as far as the moon while causing *no disturbance at all* to the atmospheric patterns from the previous panel.

Final Crisis: Legion Of Three Worlds
This preview has three pages, and two of them are taken up with a double-page spread of a fight scene. In the one page of narrative we get to see some Patent Geoff Johns Dismemberment and discover that Superman is in the 31st century, fighting what look like shadow demons with the Legion, and that's about it. It looks pretty, but gives no real reason to read the comic.

Batman: RIP

This is much more like it. The symbolism is actually at its most overt here, and the dialogue is frankly ludicrous (Batman actually getting lines like "Red and black. Life and death. The joke and the punch line.") but it works for Batman in a way it doesn't for other characters.

There is more in this three-page sequence than anything else in the comic. It's almost a textbook in how to construct a talking-head sequence in a superhero comic. It contains allusions to other comics, but in such a way that anyone who hasn't read them won't be missing anything, it stays with the established characterisation, and it makes great use of the page.

Sticking with the duality theme, Morrison has Batman on a checkerboard floor seen through red-tinted glass by the Joker, who's in the dark with only spot lighting. The panels are done as powers of two (first two panels with a four panel inset, then eight panels on the next page, then sixteen on the page after).

Hands are used here as a means of expression - the Joker's body language reminding me in some ways of William Hartnell, who always used to keep his hands close to his face because the TV camera could then pick up both. The Joker barely speaks, gesturing to make most of his points, a creature of the body rather than the mind. Batman on the other hand only has his hands shown in two panels - the first panel in the sequence and one close-up panel of clenched fists when he gets angry and his emotionless facade breaks down. Instead we see only his mostly-covered face, or his body in silhouette. We know Batman only by his words, but the Joker only by his actions.Close-ups on Batman's eyes (another recurring feature of this comic) show nothing, of course, while the Joker's eyes are cracked, red and bloodshot.

The increasing number of panels, and decreasing number of words as the Joker appears more and more in control of the situation, ratchet up the tension, while allowing Morrison to homage several different comics (the situation is clearly referencing The Killing Joke, the last panel is meant to make us think of Watchmen, while the 16-panel last page is laid out in the same manner as The Dark Knight Returns).

This makes me want to read more of this story, and is by far the best thing in the comic.

Wonder Woman: Whom The Gods Fail

"She is peace and she is war" apparently. This seems like it could actually be teasing quite a good story (or a terrible one - tying real-world genocides into a superhero story could be a very tasteless decision) but the single-panel bits will only make sense to people who've been reading a lot of other comics. It might make people who read 52 want to read Wonder Woman but it won't bring in any *new* readers. And the last panel just says to me that someone wants some of that 300 money for themselves.

Green Lantern: Blackest Night Prelude

I have no idea what is going on here at all, having not been reading Green Lantern, except that I would be very surprised if the Black Hand (mentioned here, an old Green Lantern villain) and the Black Glove (the behind-the-scenes villain of parts of Morrison's Batman run, mentioned earlier) were either unconnected or the same character. The two-page spread of 'refracted light' is more-or-less incomprehensible, except that someone (or someones) are going to be followed. Given that Final Crisis is meant to tie into Seven Soldiers the colours-of-the-rainbow thing here might be interesting later on. This seems actually to tie in to some of the other stuff, but I'm left confused.

Final Crisis: Revelations

Nigel Blackwell said it best:
If you're gonna quote from the Book of Revelation
Don't go calling it the Book of Revelations
There's no 's', it's the Book of Revelation
As revealed to St John the Divine
See also Mary Hopkin
She must despair

Final Crisis

This, along with the Batman section, is one of the more comprehensible sections, and actually gives me a sense of anticipation. It appears to follow on from events and concepts from 52, with Darkseid being equated with Lady Styx in some way and with Libra trying to get the Secret Society of Super Villains to join the Crime religion. The foreshadowing suggesting that Libra is Barry Allen is so obvious that it must be a bluff.

As for that last page 'reveal', Mark Waid, the only one of the four 52 writers not involved in some way with this latest crossover, said just before this came out, about The Flash

"Tom will make that book shine. And he’ll do it on the strength of Wally, not on some creatively bankrupt, desperate stunt like bringing Barry Allen back to life or something."

While there appears to be no love lost between Waid and DC editorial right now, he still appears to be friendly with Morrison (and presumably Johns), and I don't see him using terms like that about an idea that would have come from those writers. So either the 'return' is no return at all (most likely as far as I can see) or it's been forced by editorial edict against the writers' will, or I'm completely misreading the situation. We'll see.

I intend to buy Final Crisis and possibly several of the other comics trailed here, so you can expect more regular posts from here on in. I think, though, that this comic would have been infinitely more successful had they cut out the Revelations and Wonder Woman sections, and maybe the framing material, and concentrated on the Legion, Batman, Green Lantern and Final Crisis sections. They all seem to fit together, and a little more work could have fit those four sections into a 22-page narrative with some actual point to it, rather than this collection of sketchy trailers.

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I don't normally linkblog (and with some luck I'll be posting several longer entries soon) but I thought a number of people might find Clay Shirky's thoughts on Cognitive Surplus fascinating - http://www.shirky.com/herecomeseverybody/2008/04/looking-for-the-mouse.html

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April 26th, 2008
12:48 pm

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I have recently come to a quite horrifying realisation - we may well be past the point of Peak Eccentricity.
We are using up our nation's natural resources at an alarming rate - our National Treasures are being depleted. In the last year alone we've lost George Melly, Miles Kington, Alan Coren, Gwyneth Dunwoody, Ned Sherrin and Humphrey Lyttleton. And yet, production of National Treasures has slowed almost to a standstill. In the last 25 years, we've really only produced one - Stephen Fry - and frankly he's not up to the standards of previous models.
We need to post armed guards round Barry Cryer's house, keep constant watch on Tony Benn, hook Ray Davies up to a life-support machine just in case. We need to ensure that Neil Innes has regular medical check-ups and Judi Dench takes vitamins every day. We need to preserve our nation's dwindling resources.
And we need to start looking at renewing our resources. We must start preparing now for the emerging crunch. We need to start training our children in misanthropy and curmudgeonliness from an early age. Jazz trumpet and eccentric dress need to be tested at all our Key Stages. We need to introduce GCSEs in Liking A Drink and Slightly Ambiguous Sexual Orientation and A-Levels in Saying Incredibly Filthy Things In A Posh Voice, Being Lovable and Speaking Your Mind. Degree-level courses in Bad Puns, Being Left-Wing and Wearing Boaters might yet be necessary.
This is a serious issue requiring urgent measures. Something must be done!

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April 25th, 2008
11:03 pm

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A more detailed explanation may be in order for the Americans on my friends list. Humphrey Lyttleton was a national treasure. He was a jazz musician - he played with Sidney Bechet in the 40s before forming his own band, and Louis Armstrong called him "That cat in England who swings his ass off". He recorded with Joe Meek, was ripped off by the Beatles (Lady Madonna is a direct lift of his recording Bad Penny Blues), appeared in party election broadcasts (the Labour party thought that an old Etonian in his late 30s who played Dixieland jazz would be just the sort of thing to capture the youth vote in the mid-50s), was a cartoonist for the Daily Mail (despite being a socialist) in the 50s, presented The Best Of Jazz on Radio 2 for 40 years straight, played with Radiohead, was president of the Society for Italic Handwriting. He also apparently turned down a knighthood - I'd always wondered why he didn't have one. Should have known really, an old lefty like him...

And those aren't why we love Humph (although in my case I do have very vivid memories of listening to The Best Of Jazz back to back with Alan Dell's Dance Band Days every week as an eight year old). We love him because of I'm Sorry I Haven't A Clue. This is a radio comedy show he presented for 36 years and it is known and loved by every right-thinking person in Britain. As Andrew Rilstone put it last year "From time to time, Gordon starts to worry about what it means to be English. If he listened to Clue, he would know the answer. (Which raises the question: if he doesn't listen to Clue, what business does he have running the country?"

In fact that whole post sums up ISIHAC very well, especially, sadly, this bit:

"Can you believe that Humphrey Lyttleton is 86? (I believe that, if you care about such things, which I admit I don't, he pretty much functions as a walking history of jazz.) I realize that we long ago came to accept Desert Island Discs without Roy Plumley and we have even come around to the idea of world without Alistair Cooke, but I fear that sooner or later Humph is going to...retire....whereapon the ravens will fly away from the Tower of London, the licence fee will be abolished, and England like Numenor will sink beneath the waves."

ISIHAC is... or, probably, was... (and that's only just hit me half-way through writing this... there'll never again be a chance to hear Tim Brooke-Taylor say "Mornington Crescent!". Hamish and Dougal have had their tea for the last time, and Alfredo Garcia's various belongings and appendages will remain unbrought...) a panel game show that essentially consisted of four old men making bad puns while one even older man, Lyttleton, pretended to be alternately bemused and annoyed at the whole sorry business. Its mixture of utterly filthy double-entendre ("Wagner's plots can be difficult to follow - would you like me to take you through the Ring?") deliberately terrible jokes, and bad puns delivered with exquisite timing made it the funniest show on the radio, but what really made it special was the surrealist element. Much of the show is only funny if you've known the show for years, and certainly can't be explained here, but... it's a very special thing, and now it's gone.

(Or at least I hope it's gone. Even though I love the show I still felt a little uneasy listening to it for the last 11 years since Willie Rushton died. Carrying on without Humph would be unthinkable).

...and so, as the absent-minded zookeeper of time scrubs his loo with the startled bush-baby of hope, and the frisky King Penguin of fate approaches the small nun of destiny... as the salad fork of time lifts aloft the hidden slug of fate towards the open mouth of eternity, and the hibernating tortoise of hope explodes in the microwave of infinity... as the fluffy new-born chick of hope tumbles from the egg shell of life and splashes into the hot frying pan of doom...

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