Comics Unmasked at The British Library

I went to see the Comics Unmasked exhibition at the British Library last week. Along with my kin; a couple dozen bearded geeks ogling original pages from Watchmen and V For Vendetta, marvelling that the cult pamphlets of their disregarded past had become respectable history. I was surprised, perhaps foolishly, at how little original art … Continue reading

Crisis over

It’s appropriate that I concluded writing about Crisis in the week Thatcher died. Her presence was all over Crisis; she appeared as Gloria Monday in Dan Dare, she appeared as herself with her emasculated late Cabinet in True Faith, she appeared symbolically in a panel of The New Adventures of Hitler when John Bull was … Continue reading

Crisis of identity

I haven’t written about everything that appeared in Crisis. When I write about Third World War I’ll probably have covered more than half the stuff that appeared in its pages, because Third World War was close to half of what appeared in its pages. I wrote about New Statesmen in an early series of blogs … Continue reading

A lovespoke in the grim wheel

Rereading Rogan Gosh by Brendan McCarthy and Peter Milligan. If all art aspires to the condition of music then comics get closer than most. The cognitive and aesthetic senses are engaged simultaneously, the mind swept along with story and empathy while the eye delights in beauty. In theory. I mean, presumably nobody’s thinking that when … Continue reading

Makes everything seem so miserable

Rereading Dare: The Future by Grant Morrison and Rian Hughes. How many years will it take for historians to produce an objective, sober assessment of what Margaret Thatcher did to Britain? How many decades? 22 years haven’t been enough. Her legacy, using that word neutrally, is as passionately disputed now as it was when she … Continue reading

Opal Fruits, Milky Bars, toy soldiers

Rereading Still Life by John Smith and Sean Phillips. I got a couple of new graphic novels for Christmas, which might be a surprise to readers of this blog to whom I’m a fanboy Amish who refuses to admit the existence of anything published after 1995. I’ve spent half the last month reading Brandon Graham’s … Continue reading