With the “Back Matter” series of posts, I am reprinting my initial writings on comics from roughly 2006. A more detailed explanation can be found
here.
-Thanks
BACK MATTER #3
There
are two kinds of science fiction - straight-ahead, bull in the china shop
adventures that start in fifth gear and just accelerate from there and the more
cerebral idea-centered ones, which do not necessarily lack for adventure or suspense. Whereas the first type is wildly entertaining
and doesn’t ask a lot of its readers, the second type uses a science fiction
milieu or idea to speak to the present and requires its audience to think. These latter science fiction tales rely much
more on character and emotion rather than plot and will often dredge up
questions about humankind and the world that people generally wish to avoid but
cannot. And although each type has its
merits, I am thankful that TopShelf’s first foray into mainstream science
fiction, The Surrogates, falls into that latter category.
With
the opening page writer Robert Venditti and artist Brett Weldele drop us right
into the middle of the Central Georgia Metropolis, 2054, a time when 92% of the
American population now own surrogates – manufactured bodies that move and act
like the human body without its inherent fatigue and physical shortcomings. Thanks to a patented VR Link headset the
owners are able to control and experience all that the surrogate experiences,
living a more exciting and more fulfilling life than might have been afforded
these people prior to this technology.
Having radically changed the societal landscape like nothing else of the
past half century, this technological advance has set mankind on the course to
making the world a better place in which to live. Workplace discrimination – gone (women can buy male surrogates and be judged
on their ability not their gender), social rejection – forgotten (just purchase a physically attractive model), occupational hazards – a thing of
the past (the movement to all-surrogate
police forces did away with this and other professions’ inherent dangers). These, along with many other benefits
including mobility for the physically challenged and the decline of smoking-related
illnesses are all attributable to the buffer offered by the widespread use of
surrogates. But at what cost did
humanity accept this brave new world full of promise and vicarious pleasures?
For
fifteen years things have been peaceful, but in the past two days that has all
quietly begun to unravel. Someone is
targeting surrogates, completely frying the internal circuitry of two random surrogates
one night and then taking out two guards at Clark Technologies the next. What police Lieutenant Harvey Greer and
Sergeant Pete Ford hoped would be an open and shut case has become something
much more. This realization is only aggravated
by the discovery of what was stolen from Clark Technologies – a developmental
processor chip that would allow an Electromagnetic Pulse to target specific
frequencies rather than disrupting all circuitry within the EMP’s radius. Luckily, the software needed to put the chip
into effect is still housed at a subsidiary of Clark Technologies, CDV
Laboratories. That’s where this mystery
man, one glimpsed on a recording from one of the first victims’ surrogates,
will strike next if he intends to wipe out the entire surrogate population of
CGM as police now suspect.
In
his pursuit of this mystery man, dubbed Steeplejack, Lt. Greer begins asking
himself questions about his life, questions for which he apparently does not
like the answers. When his own surrogate
is destroyed by the perpetrator in a skytube altercation he foregoes a
replacement and works the case himself,
wanting to see if he still has what it takes while at the same time testing the
waters for a new life without a surrogate as a crutch. In the course of the investigation Greer goes
to see the Prophet, Zaire Powell III, the leader of the Dread movement. A religious fanatic who vehemently opposes
surrogates as an abomination of God’s will, he incited his followers to protest
against their use fifteen years earlier, setting off four deadly days of rioting
throughout the city. The bloodshed only
ended when an agreement was reached ceding a small reservation of land to
Powell and his followers where the Prophet could govern and preach as he wished
as long as they did not return to the city.
The Lieutenant believes Powell is behind this targeting of surrogates,
and Powell of course denies the allegations. But Lt. Harvey Greer is exceedingly familiar
with the first rule of any police investigation: everyone lies. And
regardless of culpability, Greer’s visit and its subsequent disclosure to the
news media acts as a wake-up call for the Dreads who return to Central Georgia
Metropolis in order to spread the “word of the Lord.”
With the Dreads on
the move and the continuing investigation getting closer to the truth, things
are quickly coming to a head and all the scenarios look bleak. How will the police be able to turn away the
Dread mob? Can Steeplejack get the
software he wants and put his plan into action?
Will the police discover who this terrorist is, or will they be too
late? And does Lt. Greer even want to stop
him now?
Venditti
and Weldele have crafted a tautly suspenseful thriller with twists and turns
that will keep readers on their toes, and they have done it in an intelligent
way that does not speak down to their audience.
The ideas and problems posited by The Surrogates are as relevant
and important as ones found in any science fiction tale, comic and prose
alike. And it is the humanity and the
relationships, particularly those of Lieutenant Harvey Greer, that elevate this
story above your typical thriller. Greer
is at a point in his life where he is now closer to the grave than the womb,
and although he may be older, his use of a surrogate gives away nothing of that
fact. He can stay as young as he wants,
as fit as he wants, for as long as he wants, and never have to worry that he
might get hurt, become incapacitated, or – heaven forbid – embarrass himself
with the way he looks. This is the
beauty of the surrogate, but Lt. Greer also discovers that this is its curse as
well. Because if people remain sealed
off from the world and only enjoy its pleasures through a virtual reality
interface, is that really living?
The
answer, as Lt. Greer sees it, is no.
Throughout
the series Greer is trying to snatch back the humanity he gave up so many years
ago. Early in the story he asks his
wife, Margaret, if she will have dinner with him – the real him, the real her –
but she doesn’t even consider it, becoming angered with the idea and with
him. Surrogates have become such a
common facet of life that having to interact without that buffer and reveal
one’s true self, one’s imperfect image, isn’t even a consideration for
many. It just isn’t done. Why be plain Jane when you can be a
supermodel and never have to worry about age lines and that receding hairline? And this is exactly where our society is
heading today with the escalation in breast implants, liposuction, Botox, and
tanning salons.
In the end this
story is about life, and how it is lived.
In the end it’s about living life to its fullest and whether one is afforded
that full life through the use of a surrogate or by standing on the edge and experiencing
everything firsthand. Which would you
choose?
I
need to make note of the art from Brett Weldele here. This is the first time I have been exposed to
his work and I was very impressed. His
style was well suited to this story.
Moody and dark, his art is full of an emotion and energy that is often
lacking in some artists’ work whose styles may appear slicker and more
refined. He also benefited greatly from
the fact that this was a color book and not straight black and white. The digital paint he laid over his line work
added another dimension to the storytelling and enhanced the feel of the
book. Very reminiscent of what Ben
Templesmith is doing with Fell from Image, a similarly dark and moody
book, I look forward to future work from Weldele and hope he gets more opportunities
to color his own art.
This
was TopShelf’s first mini-series and as with all of their other products it was
well crafted, not just the story but also in the way it was packaged. They didn’t do anything different with the
basic format of the “single,” but it is the way they utilized that format to
its fullest potential that most impressed me.
With the exception of the extra-sized final chapter, which encompasses
all 32 pages, each of the chapters is 24 pages long, leaving eight extra pages
to fill. Venditti uses part of this to
give us some of the back-story that would not fit neatly within the main
narrative, and he does this in imaginative ways. The first issue includes a “journal article”
detailing the major benefits that have come from the surrogate movement, while
subsequent issues include a news transcript from 2013, a copy of the Daile Tablet, “America’s Most Downloaded
Paper,” from 2039, and a Virtual Self brochure,
all of which give us background information on important aspects of the story
only hinted at in the previous chapters.
Also included are pinup pieces by artists, including Steve Lieber, Becky
Cloonan, Duncan Fegredo, and Greg Ruth, depicting characters and scenes from
the series. I’m a sucker for other
artists’ interpretations of stories I enjoy and this fits the bill. But perhaps the coolest aspect of these
comics is the back covers, which carry Virtual
Self advertisements that look as good as any marketing firm’s ads. In fact, the very first time I read issue #1
I was left wondering for a second whether the ad on the back was real or
not. The attention to detail given this
series is impressive indeed, but I should not have expected anything less from
TopShelf publishers Chris Staros and Brett Warnock.
Back
in the vault this time we find Concrete Celebrates Earth Day: 1990 in
recognition of this annual observance April 22nd. As one might expect, this is a comic with a
message and it does not shy away from that fact. Luckily, there are three very able guides waiting
within: Paul Chadwick, Charles Vess, and Moebius. When I first saw this book sixteen years ago
I already knew it would be worth my money before I even took it off the
rack. How can you go wrong with these
giants of the field?
Anyone who has
read any of Chadwick’s Concrete tales
is familiar with his environmental stance, for which he should be admired. Thankfully, he is also that unique artist who
has a message he wants to convey but is still able to create an entertaining
story while staying true to his convictions.
Comics that are fun, entertaining, and can help you learn something
new. What a novel concept.
Within
the Earth Day special are three Concrete tales,
two of which were produced especially for this volume. “Like Disneyland,
Only Toxic” is a 6-page short in which Concrete is practicing an environmental
speech for an upcoming event. In any
other comic – most any other story – this would feel like a forced ploy used to
get across the point of the story in an unimaginative manner. But with Concrete
it works because of the background of the character. Concrete is an anomaly and thus afforded
celebrity status in this world. He is
asked to speak at many functions, on many occasions, and these have been
referenced before in other stories.
Also, in his former life as Ron Lithgow Concrete was a speechwriter for
Senator Douglas. It all fits within the
continuity of Chadwick’s character. And
as long as it does not fall into cliché, which is not a worry with a creator
such as Chadwick, then it works perfectly.
The
second original story is “A Billion Conscious Acts” in which the reader follows
the secret wars going on underneath our feet and in our backyards every day, initiated
by Concrete’s heavy footfall, which cracks open an acorn. From there we learn how a white-footed mouse
was transporting the acorn when it was suddenly snatched up by a barred owl and
had to watch the tiny seed fall to the Earth as its own life was quickly
slipping away. Through the course of the
next five pages we are introduced to – and learn something interesting about –
weevils, filbert worms, springtails, wolf spiders, starlings, wasps, Lord Byron,
and Walt Disney. Though it could
possibly sound very dry and antiseptic, for those readers with active and
fertile minds this will be wonderfully appealing. And the horror of the last page, where
Chadwick uses Concrete’s decimating trail over the tiny landscape as a metaphor
for the destruction of our rainforests via a quote made by Al Gore in 1988,
really hits home. The writing is on the
wall, and Chadwick gets that across masterfully in this short story; it’s too
bad more people are not paying attention.
The
final Concrete short story, “Stay
Tuned for Pearl Harbor,” is a reprint that was
seeing the light of day in full color for the first time here. While driving through the countryside on
their way to the city Maureen, the doctor assigned to study Concrete, is
daydreaming about what it might be like to experience the world in a manner
other than the way we humans do right now.
What wonders could we know if we were connected to a plant’s root
system? How might we see the world if
the infrared and ultraviolet spectrums were visible to us? Would we have a better understanding of the
world around us? Could we cherish this
Earth more, and would we finally do something about the destruction going on
all around us? If we could feel the pain
inflicted upon the Earth when a large bulldozer scrapes across its surface,
might we stop? This daydream is coupled
with Concrete’s monologue on the population boom, all of which is summed up
nicely by Larry, Concrete’s assistant, when he tells his boss “You know, you
could really depress me if you felt like trying, Ron.” But what is the answer? Why don’t we see these problems and do
something about them? This, ultimately,
is what Chadwick is asking through Concrete.
It’s scary. These stories are
scary. But they make you think and they
give you information that is necessary, even if the politicians want to shy
away from the truth for the “greater good.”
In
between these three Concrete tales
are the contributions from Charles Vess and Moebius. First, we have four gorgeous paintings by
Vess accompanied by quotations from Henry David Thoreau. These pieces are breathtaking. If you are familiar with Vess’s delicate line
work, but have never seen his paintings, then you are in for a real treat. I cannot say enough good things about these
pieces. They should have been collected
as a limited edition portfolio – if they were not at the time – and would be at
home in any fine art museum.
Second,
is a 23-page silent story from Jean Giraud, better known as Moebius. Considered to be the preeminent comic artist
extant, Moebius’s storytelling and beautiful artwork are on full display. Stel and Atan, characters from other works by
this master, land on what appears to be a dead planet and make their way to the
ruins of a large religious monument where the remaining population walk around
in a stupor, zombies lost to life. The
two make their way inside and awaken a deity that had lain dormant for what
must have been eons. This ‘touching’
brings the natives out of their stupor, and also brings the planet itself back
to life. Stel and Atan struggle back to their
transport through the quick-growing foliage making its way up from within the
planet itself. They just manage to
release the small ship from the dense flora and are given a fond farewell by
the inhabitants, who find themselves able to fly above the brightly colored,
verdant world now lying below them. Having
finished their work the two aliens return to their ship and launch back into
space, off to find others that might be in need of their help.
This
is a great book with an important message that many should take heed of. If you see it in a comic shop or on ebay, I
would recommend you pick it up. Not only
will you be entertained but you will be educated as well.
