RASL
Momar Van Der Camp

 

Published by Cartoon Books
Written and illustrated by Jeff Smith

Dude transports into different dimensions and times to steal art. And then gets stuck in a different dimension. Oh no.

Commentary:
I bought this issue awhile back, the first weekend in April, and I put it off. I didn't want to read it. I loved Bone. I have the one-volume edition (first printing, woot) and read it in such a short period of time as it is probably one of the best works of fiction and of graphic fiction that I have ever had the chance to read. I wasn't lucky enough to be buying comics when it first came out, but I am lucky now to be here for RASL. I also was lucky enough to read Shazam!: The Monster Society of Evil. And it actually made me like Captain Mar...um, Billy Batson. So I wasn't ready to read RASL as I didn't want to be let-down.

 

I put that aside, and boom, blown away. The character is absolutely nothing like Fone Bone and his cousins. He is a bastard. An alcoholic smoker thief who jumps through other dimensions to essentially make money. And the comic opens and closes in the same way, his smacked-down self trudging through the desert, battered and broken.

He looks kinda like Logan. He smokes and drinks and is more than likely going to be an anti-hero, but in this issue (which feels really packed with comic) we see him jump through dimensions and get stuck in the wrong dimension. A dimension where he is being chased. Being used by someone and ambushed in the bar where he is getting lit.

And that's most of the comic. Let's talk about the book itself. It comes out on a roughly quarterly schedule (which makes me sad). But I will allow Jeff the time to make every issue as perfect as this issue.

It's not an origin comic. It's not a first parter. We are joining RASL in his life. We are joining him mid-stream. Mid-story. And it feels like a film. It feels like something I can see playing out right in front of my eyes at the multiplex showing every big blockbuster (though the viewing public wouldn't get the name and would think it might be a wrestling biopic).

Jeff is an awesome writer, which I've already mentioned, but his art sometimes doesn't get the credit it deserves. It is very cartoony, but it is strong. He draws a landscape that you want to jump into and become a part of, and RASL is a guy I actually want to go to the bar and get drunk with. He looks like someone I know, he looks like someone I've met, and the people all feel real (even the villainous trench-coated weird looking man).

There is so much awesome about this comic that if I keep talking it will turn into rambling. Find a copy. Seriously. Get in on the ground floor as this comic is so worth the cover price. It might seem a little steep, but take a look at what you get.

You get to be on the groundfloor of what could be the next great work of graphic fiction, alongside Maus, Bone, Watchmen, and many more. RASL is already there, and there has only been one issue. I am sucked in completely.

 

 

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