I don't need friends because I have comics who make way better friends than a human ever could!
2) This English guy who cosplays as the Incredible Hulk was busted for dealing coke. Fucking sucks. I want to buy Hulk coke.
Well that's it. Here are some reviews of new comics.
Jack Davis: Drawing American Pop Culture
Edited by Gary Groth, Jason T. Miless and Alex Murawski
Even though Jack Davis left the Brooklyn Comix and Graphix Fest an hour before he was supposed to do a signing and it broke my heart to pieces I am not bitter. I still recognize that this book is so great and contains all the things you would want from a career retrospective from Jack Davis.
Jack Davis is one of America's great illustrators whose career started in the late 1930s and continues to this day. That's fucking insane to think about. He's known for doing a lot of huge and highly recognizable work for EC and did a lot of great work for their horror line and the original Mad magazine. He also did all those movie posters where you see every character, or there's a big giant parade of people running around. He also did some super famous album covers. He also did illustrations for a lot of sports team t-shirts where Michael Jordan has a giant head or the Pirates are wearing a pirate hat with their football uniform.
Like I said, this book delivers the goods in a big way. It's 13 inches tall so you can really sink your eyeballs' teeth into the images. The art he did for that six-foot-tall Frankenstein poster is printed as a double-page spread. What is it that makes Jack Davis's art so great? He has a tendency to make his faces and hands oversized, and his hands are always amazing, knobby, and hyper expressive. His feet are amazing and tend to look kind of like croissants to me. His wrinkles are also hyper amazing and have been commented on before. His paint application has this mottled texture that kind of looks like the way some horses are colored. There's a slightly muddy look to it, but in a bad way, like it looks like everything has the texture of mud.
Tales Designed To Thrizzle #7
I went to this insanely good free event where Kate Beaton, Julia Wertz, Julie Klausner, Mitch Mcgee, and Michael Kupperman dressed as Mark Twain did hilarious readings. Then Mark Twain gave out copies of this comic. What a guy!
This issue of Tales Designed to Thrizzle starts out with stories based around the idea that bathtubs are evil or haunted, possibly based on childhood fears of getting sucked down the drain or something. Doesn't matter, it's hilarious even if it's based in absurdity. After that there are comics with funny dialogue about Quincy and St Peter and Reservior Dogs II that all keep referencing back to the previous comics and have a dreamy feel, but if your dreams were hilarious. There are two fumettis with Julie Klausner, Neil Casey, and Kate Hambrecht, and finally a comic about Mark Twain and Albert Einstein having an adventure together.
A bunch of stuff is thrown your way in this issue and when it's over you think,"I liked that. I feel satisfied.Mmm-MM!"
Edited by Ryan Sands and Michael Deforge
Thickness #1 was one of the best anthologies ever. Thickness #2 is just as good and twice as horny. Nobody is nobody who's been in Thickness. It's a "somebodies only"-type anthology about fucking. The front cover's by Michael Deforge and then you open it up and the inside front cover is by Brandon Graham so you know you're in the right place. The first comic is a delicately drawn comic by Angie Wang about the awkward moments of makin' love. The next comic is a real weird one by Michael Defoge about a hetero guy who turns into a girl once a month and has sex with dudes. The third comic is the biggest mindblower by super artist and renowned pervo Brandon Graham. It seems to be set in the world of the Dirty Pair comics. A lady implants her consciousness into a mecha robot and then has sex with herself while being able to feel both the male and female aspects of doing it.
Mickey Zachilli did a weird dreamy one about odd and frightening sexual experiences with monstrous creatures in a jagged forest. Lisa Hanawalt drew what might be her most revolting comic yet. A teacher with a bird's head has a crush on a big-titted student who has a worm's head. He eats some worms from out of her cleavage while delivering his lecture and proceeds to fuck her in class. His dick also has a bird's head. It is so horny and disgusting at the same time that when the birdman teacher's birddick barfs at the end I feel exactly the same way. This comic makes my dick want to barf. Then there's a one-page True Chubbo comic by married couple Ray and Tomomi Sohn about their marriage. Their comics seem to get more and more violent. I remember a time when they used to be less about the two of them killing each other in weird ways. And then finally there is a beautiful foldout poster by Jillian Tamaki who is one of best new-ish illustrators. I love her shit so much.
Get Thickness #2 and also get #1 if you haven't yet. They will make your dick/pussy barf.
You Will All Die In Pain.
Derek M. Ballard
Drippy Bone Books
I love Derek M. Ballard's work. He's got some of the most beautiful lines in comics. This comic is a nonsensical series of stories that are fun to look at and impossible to understand.
The first story is a little sci-fi four pager in which a guy instructs someone to deliver an item that looks like a yellow cube and then some characters run through a hallway. It ends with one of them confusedly saying "Wait--What!?" which is how the reader probably feels. The second comic is called Mongrel and shows a guy getting his hand cut off by a lady who shoves it in her vadge. The third is a story about a guy who kills himself because there's shit in his bathtub. The fourth is one I rejected for use on the VICE site about a seagull that considers suicide and then shoots the guys who laughed at him. Then there's some odd-looking drawings of nude women in weird situations.
What Had Happened Was... III
Domitille is a talented artist and each issue of her What Had Happened Was... series has been in a different format now. Issue III, this one, is a gigantic foldout poster that's about two feet by three feet. The color side has a three-dimensional cutaway view of her actual apartment, floating in space. It expresses a feeling that I'm very familiar with and assume others must know as well. It's like when you're in your home and the outside world ceases to exist.
The back is in black-and-white and is a series of drawings, one-panel comics that show a moment in time and thoughts, short cartoons, funny doodles, and portraits. It feels diaristic and reminds you of the way one thought or feeling can turn into the next. I think that's important. Trying to make art that shows the way that we think is my favorite kind but all too often people get hung up on making something that looks "polished." Domitille approaches comics and drawing with one of the best outlooks out there. She's not limited by trying to make her series consistent or easily marketed. This giant poster idea is fucking ballsy as hell and her risk paid off because this is a beautiful comic.
The Omnificent Outkast
Michael Lee, Errick Webb, Chris Harmon, Al Herring AKA Stephen Kyng
Did you know that Outkast have their own official comic book? Neither did I until King Trident gave it to me at Dragon Con in Atlanta. This comic sets Big Boi and Andre in the fictional city of Stankonia where they fight vampires that try to eat hoes. I don't know what else I gotta say about it besides that. If you love Outkast and Chris Claremont-style writing then this might be for you.
See you next week!
Previously - #42