WARNING: We spoil everything about the comic book series so if you've yet to catch up with the horror comic book, display caution. Plus, the comic book may reflect storylines from the television series so, again, display caution.

Back when "The Walking Dead" began running at local comic shops across America, I just wasn't a comic book reader. I'd spent most of my young years being an absolute hardcore comic book geek and making it my mission to catch the latest issue of Superman and keep up with the most recent multi-issue arcs, and for a long time I swore I wouldn't stop reading comic books. To this day I still have my crate with my personal collection of Superman, Avengers, and X-Men comics tucked away somewhere in plastics with back boards. But somewhere along the line I pretty much lost my track and moved on to something else. Frankly I moved on to collecting movies and they became replacements for comics, but mostly it was because of the dwindling outlets for purchasing comics that did me in. Once you could go in to a pharmacy to buy some comic books, maybe a grocery store, and often times the news stands were packed to the brim with amazing comic books being handled by an Asian or Mexican man who had no idea what the hell Spawn was, but was more than happy to stock them.

By the way, a newsstand was something before the new millennium that typically sold magazines, newspapers, porno mags, and comic books usually located in a city block or in the middle of a subway. Interesting, no? In either case, where once you couldn't turn around without finding a comic book, now you really had to search far and wide for a comic book shop to find the comic books you wanted. These days, like everything else, you either have to buy them online, or wait for an electronic version to read on an ipad or whatever device is out there capable for reading things on.

In either case I lost track and just stopped looking for comic books, especially with storylines becoming much more muddled and convoluted as the years went on. But my ultimate re-emergence in to the medium was horror comics. And not just horror comics, but damn good ones, ones I purposely sought out to read as much as humanly possible. And I was not disappointed. Comic books like "Hack/Slash" and "Crimson" really did turn me on to the concept of comic books again, while Marvel did a damn good job with "Marvel Zombies," a gimmick that was ridiculous but still rather weird to sit through.

And then there was Robert Kirkman's "The Walking Dead." Like every comic these days the only way I'm informed of comics is through my online haunts and with my buddy (and contributor) Brian Pittman who is much of a comic geek than I am, and helped me fully realize the brilliance that is "The Walking Dead." Robert Kirkman's black and white epic series is something of an underestimated little gem. Kirkman clearly has his head on straight as a storyteller as he's a man who is not prone to serving fans what they want or allowing them to dictate the arcs, but is more about offering up what he thinks will make storylines much more complicated and complex. Often times he can send readers in to a bit of a rage with plot twists and gruesome deaths and often times he can keep them begging for the next issue to come to shops so they can see what has happened next. Kirkman is much like Joss Whedon in the sense that whether a character is popular or not, he'll do whatever he wants with them and you can only watch and hope for the best. Just because a character is a gunslinger who is a warrior out on the apocalyptic wasteland is deemed iconic by fans, it doesn't mean Kirkman isn't going to have them torn to shreds by flesh eaters in the next issue.

He'll do what he pleases, and we can only watch and hope for the best. I still do not forgive Kirkman for cutting off main protagonist Rick Grimes' hand in the third arc of "The Walking Dead," and to this day I'm still trying to decide if this was a brilliant move in the character development or something of a way to keep us worrying. Having only one hand in a zombie wasteland ensures a bonafide handicapped for anyone hoping to wield a gun on a roamer. I can still fondly recall sitting down to read the issue and at the very end seeing Rick screaming as they chopped his hand off in a big splash. And I sat there frozen thinking "No... that didn't happen." I re-read the issue and thought again, "No, that can't be. He didn't cut off Rick's hand, this is a dream sequence for sure." But lo and behold, Kirkman handicapped our valiant hero, he took away one lifeline for the man who'd awoken in a hospital one day to find the world had transformed in to a veritable buffet for anything not carrying a pulse.

This was our grim world as it was Rick's. "The Walking Dead" is just charming that way in the sense that all of our security is just washed away in shocking turns of events and moments that are just so haunting fans continue to talk about them. I'm still reeling over the turn to madness the group experienced when confronted with the demented cannibals who made it their mission to hunt the team down one by one and devour them out of desperation. I'm still debating with my friend Brian over whether or not Rick and his teammates ate the cannibals alive. But then they did eat an infected Dale before they were foiled, so it's still up in the air. "The Walking Dead" has even admitted to such a theme in one arc where Kirkman and Image Comics proclaimed that no character in the book was safe to where we're fed a picture of the group draped in shadows. Anyone of them could go at any moment and Kirkman wanted to let us know that he's running the show in this twisted little zombie epic. The origins of "The Walking Dead" are about as fascinating as any comic book and in true Image fashion, the series is creator owned.

Kirkman started out like a lot of the founders of Image, a struggling artist who sought out to create the next big comic book series. As explained in the fiftieth anniversary issue, Kirkman dabbled with many concepts including setting the series in the sixties a la "Night of the Living Dead," and even came very close to naming his series "Night of the Living Dead." For those unaware, George Romero's zombie classic is without a copyright, so anyone can use the name, the characters, or the story to their liking without being sued or taken to court. And like every desperate artist, Kirkman considered such an idea until warned that once the name goes on the comic, anyone can have at his characters. Kirkman's narrative has often been a Sisyphean one where he constantly keeps our characters taking three steps forward and four steps back. No matter how much progress they make, there's always a chance they'll be dragged back in to the pits of hell. And this is mainly due to their humanity and their potential for turning tail or stabbing one another in the backs, because our flaws are always our undoing. As we saw in the epic prison arc, Grimes and his band of survivors are not infallible and one of the primary reasons their land of fenced in security topples is because the group just can't stay quiet for just a little while and work together. Inevitably there's the introduction of lust, envy, greed, jealousy, or pent up frustration to destroy and otherwise amazing sanctuary.

The introduction of Michonne, the sword wielding woman originally shown with two zombies tethered on her sides as a way of keeping the dead away from her smell and presence not only makes for an interesting sequence, but once she meets the people of the prison, we just know she's going to be trouble. Disturbed, and dependent on her sword, she takes it upon herself to slide in to the group and engage in a sexual affair with group co-leader Tyreese which spawns a massive fight and suicide from one of Tyreese's girlfriends. For Rick Grimes being shot in the middle of a robbery one fateful day in front of his friend Shane was probably the worst thing that ever happened to him. He almost died, he awoke to a zombie apocalypse, and he lost his family.

Or perhaps it was the best thing that happened to him. Rick's entire existence since the first issue has relied solely on making it out of tight situations by the skin of his teeth and barely making it out alive more times than not. He's come face to face with death and undeath more times than any hardcore fan can truly count, and it's never a clear indicator if Rick would have survived to see the end of the world or be at the very same place he was before.

Rick's coma that brings him to the forefront of the zombie apocalypse gives him a totally new outlook on life, this is a man whose entire morals and ideals were set in the world of law and order and civilization where he kept law in a world of crime, and he has to adjust those morals and ideals to a new world and a whole new society where the sky he looks out on sets down on somewhere completely different. It's a world where law and order have been abandoned, crime is now a way of life, and the people Rick thought he knew before he died really aren't the people they once were. Unlike him, they've experienced the break out of the zombie apocalypse, they know the rituals of exterminating the dead, they know the mercilessness of the human soul when applied to survival. Rick was lucky enough to be in a coma the entire time and has no idea what his family has had to do to live, so when he awakens, he gains a bonafide crash course in zombie survival and it drives him mad.


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Felix Vasquez Jr.
 

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