THIS WEEK: THE CULT OF PERSONALITY

 

So it’s been a few weeks since I’ve written something about raging. I’ve been batting around ideas about the Spider-man musical (which I will definitely talk about in length fairly soon), the British invasion of superhero movies (been done to death), Borders Books (not sure what to say other than who didn’t see that coming), and digital only comics.

But as I was working out those ideas in depth, one thing kept coming back up to the top. Something that bothers me immensely. Something that each and every comic book fan does. All the time. In many different ways and in many different places.

The Cult of Personality affects each and every one of us, in many different ways. 

Let’s drop a name out there at random. Alan Moore. That’s not really random but it explains, exactly, what I’m talking about.

There are millions of people, the world over, who know his name, his comics, his personality, and everything about the man. Then there are people in the ether who act like comic fans each and every time a new movie comes out who know his name and only that.

I’m not saying he’s what is wrong with comics, but the argument could be extended that he is. Alan Moore, arguably, created some of the best known comics outside of the standard Superman, Batman, X-Men, Spider-man comics. He did Watchmen, V for Vendetta, League of Extraordinary Gentlemen, Swamp Thing, he did some Superman writing and some Green Lantern writing.

His personality and the love of Alan Moore is what I’m talking about when I mention the cult of personality.

There are people all over the world who think every word he has ever written is pure gold. Even though he hasn’t written something spectacular or all that interesting since Promethea. In my opinion. Remember those words as you read the rest of this article.

There are people who will buy everything he writes, in varying degrees, no matter how interesting or how much money it may cost.

They say he’s the best and Grant Morrison is just riding his coattails.

Then there are those people who say Grant Morrison is the best thing to ever happen to comics. He’s written Invisibles, Doom Patrol, X-Men, Superman, Batman, and countless others. He’s written for almost all of the major comic companies and he makes a lot of money at what he does.

He’s a comic book rockstar. And people will read every single word he writes and think it’s solid gold.

In spite of the fact that he’s the reason this whole Raging blog started. His Batman RIP was pure crap. His Final Crisis made no sense. His Filth was exactly what the title suggested. He’s a liar and a baby and a big egomaniac growing daily to almost fit alongside the John Byrnes of the world.

He is not that great. By no means am I saying I’m better or so and so is better, but there are numerous comic writers out there who write enjoyable, fun, exciting comics that pick you up as a reader and make you happy to be reading comics. They remind you, every day, why you read comics.

They don’t talk down to you or make you feel stupid for your not having a PhD in psychology or a doctorate in physics.

Those writers and artists are the ones I follow. In depth.

I don’t follow Geoff Johns because everything he writes starts with pretty great ideas (similar to Grant Morrison) but fails in the execution, going nowhere fast. Same with Brian Michael Bendis (who commands respect with his Mamet-esque dialogue but loses people when it comes to execution or action sequences, though he has gotten immensely better). Same with Fraction (only on his major Marvel books, give me Casanova any day of the week and I’ll love every minute of it or his Iron Man from time to time). Same with Claremont. Same with Byrne. Same with so many others.

They don’t all follow the lack of execution model, but people like Claremont and Byrne lose you in their own ego. Their own need for attention is what causes them to fail at making enjoyable comics these days. They haven’t grown with the medium but have stagnated. And as much as I love Stan Lee, the showman, his writing is the exact same.

Take a look back at his Just Imagine line from DC and read it. His issues look back at the old days so starkly that I lost interest in them quickly because I couldn’t take the 60s and 70s comic style of writing anymore.

I’d grown up as a reader, as did most others.

But they sold like hotcakes because his name was all over it.

Stan Lee invented the comic book Cult of Personality. And everyone, no matter who you are, allows that one to stand side by side with whoever. Stan Lee transcends this model in the fact that he’s Stan Lee. He’s not an egomaniac, he’s a god. He and Kirby and Ditko and Joe Kubert and John Romita Sr and all the originators of Marvel Comics and Julius Schwartz and Siegel and Shuster and Kane and Finger and Marston and all the originators of DC. They are on the pedestal because that is where they belong.

As much as you might love Grant Morrison, he shouldn’t be alongside these pillars of comicdom. He doesn’t hold a candle to Kirby or Lee. He couldn’t hold his own against Bill Finger.

So now you’re asking yourself, okay, I said everyone has their own pillars. Their own cult of personality. I do too. I’m no better than anyone else in the world. I have people that I give a pass to almost all the time (not always though).

Warren Ellis. He gets a pass forever because of Planetary and Nextwave. He’s one of my pillars because those books were both immensely enjoyable because of the execution, humor, ideas presented, and artwork. I love everything about those two books and I’ll give Ellis a chance almost always. Check out Fell. That book bucks tradition. I just wish it still came out.

Jeff Smith and Mike Allred. I put these two together because they basically are part of the holy trinity in my eyes. Creators of Bone, Madman, and Rasl, these guys have given me so much enjoyment throughout my childhood, teendom, and now adulthood, I can’t even in the slightest begin to thank them. Having re-read every issue of Bone and Madman about 15 times each, and Rasl being my current favorite ongoing, these guys get it. They get that comics should be fun. They get that comics should just be pure bombastic adventure and should present ideas about life and death that they might not otherwise. Solid gold.

Jai Nitz. He gets a pass because he’s a friend, and like everyone else on here, relationships count. But not only that, he has wild ideas and a huge imagination and he just gets it. His comics make me laugh and think and give the right amount of action and drama and comedy and split everything right down the middle. His characters feel real at all times and never fake. That’s why he gets a pass.

Chris Samnee. He’s a golden art god. Seriously. He can draw anything and the page comes alive.

Jason Aaron. Another guy who I would quietly call a friend/acquaintance, but he gets a pass because of the sheer awesomeness of his Ghost Rider and Scalped runs. I’ll check anything out by this guy, any time.

Peter David. He’s given me some of my favorite superhero comics of all time. His run on Hulk and his ongoing run on X-Factor have provided me with hours upon hours upon days upon weeks upon years of enjoyment. Incredible Hulk 466 is why he will always get a pass. And his ability to take a one-note character from House of M and make her into one of the most interesting characters in a team book filled with interesting characters, he’s just an immense talent. No questions asked.

There are so many more and unfortunately I can’t think of them right now, but they’ll come to me, almost certainly, upon publication of this article. Who are the people you follow no matter what? Do you place them on a pedestal and not care what they’ve done? Do you just purely enjoy their work and nothing they do or say or create would make you change your mind?

It’s what we do with sports, action stars, movie stars, and musicians. And it’s why the comic world hurts when people like Dwayne McDuffie, who we all forget from time to time, was such a talent that deserved more respect and accolades. I can honestly say that I’ve only purchased and owned a small handful of his comics, but his work in the DC Animated universe is just superb. Justice League Unlimited is one of the few cartoons, ever created, that holds a candle to the original Batman animated series from the 1990s, and that all rests squarely on his firm shoulders.

My thought about writing this article is this. In this digital age, go out of your way, either on Facebook or on blogs or elsewhere and make your voice heard. Let your favorite creators know how much they mean to you. Don’t stalk them and treat them like you own them, but let them know how important their comics have been to your life. Let them know that they mean the world to you and that if they passed tomorrow, it would be devastating not just to their family and friends, but to the audience who loves their work so much.

I missed my opportunity to say so to Dwayne McDuffie and Mike Wieringo.

But I will never miss the opportunity again.

 

 

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