Friday, February 26, 2010

Ghost Zero: Escape From The Vigilante Crypt #1

Ghost Zero: Escape From The Vigilante Crypt #1
Written and Illustrated by Dave Flora

Standard Comic
Black & White
Page Count: 28

Eddie Quick takes a dare to sneak into a haunted house to spook a ghost researcher, only to find himself running for his life from a burning ghost! This issue is the first in a series that tell the origin of GHOST ZERO!

In 1947, young Eddie Quick finds a magical ring haunted by the ghost of a dead vigilante named Charles Pallentine. Together, they become the ghostly GHOST ZERO, avenger of the helpless dead!

Ghost Zero: Escape from the Vigilante Crypt TM and © Dave Flora. All rights reserved.


Captain Marvel meets EC. Excellent in every way other than not being in colour and this is a comicbook that can totally swing black and white by both genre and trope. There is NOTHING from the number two that comes close to this for freshness, content or entertainment.



The Line #3
The Line #3
Shannon Chenoweth (creator/writer)
Eric Gravel (penciller)
Rhian Engel (inker)

Standard Comic
Black & White
Page Count: 24

Still struggling with the "gift" her former partner gave her, things begin to become even more complicated. Will Jessi finally come to terms with her newfound life?

Officer Jessica Myers' partner dies in her arms, but not before he passes her a special gift, powers dating back to the dark ages. Now, Myers has some important decisions to make about her future...

The Line #3 TM and © Shannon Chenoweth & Eric Gravel. All rights reserved.


It's almost a shame that The LINE involves powers at all because as an example of how something a little like DC's ancient Lady Cop could be done today and done right it would make a great police procedural. Despite the claims from fanwankers about Bendis' ability to write crime- or what cheetoh-stained armchair pilots think of as crime- The LINE does it way way better and is a great read all round.


WTF #1 on sale now at IndyPlanet! :)


Havin' some -issues- with getting the images up at IndyPlanet for this one so in lieu of that I am putting up the images here for now, plus the sales link. :)

IndyPlanet snapshot

For the ageing 250,000 who cling to Marvel and DC- no point even trying with those sadfucks any more.

In actual news, this is the current map at IndyPlanet:

Manga (86)
Fantasy (577)
Science Fiction (619)
SuperHero (669)
Adventure (653)
Sugary Serials (2)
Anthology (71)
Crime (157)
Drama (288)
General Audience (1281)
Horror (482)
Humor (457)
Mystery (345)
Non-Fiction (46)
Posters (206)
Rated ::E:: (596)
Mature Readers (523)
Sketch Books (70)
Slice-of-Life (204)
Suspense (8)
Trade Paperbacks (251)
Western (32)
Young Reader (25)  The categories overlap, but as sensible classifications it shows a picture much more like the American Golden Age- superheroes are there, for sure, but along with them and basically at the same level of popularity are action, sci fi, with fantasy not far behind. Some of the awful crap the incest crowd at Marvel and DC crank out as pseudo-indies would fit into slice of life or crime etc. but the IndyPlanet ranks range from the best to the worst and everything inbetween. It's a total tragedy that most of these books haven't yet got a wider audience because there are some stone cold treasures! :)     

In For The Krill

Written and Illustrated by Greg Holfeld and Jill Brett

Standard Comic
Black & White
Page Count: 36

Max overhears penguin predators dangerously scheming, discovers another bird's corpse strangled by a cord attached to a mysterious canister, nearly gets eaten, and is refused service at the Ice Bar. Worst of all, he can't figure out the last line to his new haiku.

All is not what is seems in the cool and cruel ice-noir world of the Emperor Penguin. "It's full of penguiny goodness, and some of the most stunning black-and-white illustrations." -

In For The Krill TM and © Greg Holfeld, Jill Brett. All rights reserved.


Frank Miller Penguins. That is all you need to know. Noir on ice.


Sales figure from when comicbooks were genuinely universal. How's that taste, "big (number) two"?

It sounds negative, but actually we love stupid comics. Everybody loves stupid comics. The theory goes that when ALL comics were stupid, they sold in the hundreds of thousands, if not millions. But how to TEST this theory?

We noticed that some of our stupid comics had little notices with details about circulation and such. Details that included sales figures. So, we said, let's see how some of our stupid old comics measure up, sales-wise, against the non-stupid comics of the 21st century.
Master Jimmy Olsen; reporter, Superman's pal, transvestite, robo-sexual; personifcation of the whimsical and generally brain-damaged Silver Age of comics. How WAS Jimmy selling back in the day?

Well, gee whiz. 367,000 copies? 367,000 copies! According to the December 2006 rankings of the top 300 comics, courtesy of ICV2, the top selling comic book now is Justice League Of America at a measly 136,000 copies. Obviously the might of the Justice League cannot stand against the mighty Olsen and his leaky tenement with rats.
But what of Jimmy's co-worker Lois Lane? How well was HER comic selling, back when she was feuding with Lana, tricking Superman into engagements, and being drawn by Kurt Shaffenburger?

That's right, a comic featuring a Superman made up of glowing flying fish was moving FIVE HUNDRED TWENTY NINE THOUSAND COPIES. That's not quite FOUR Justice Leagues. More luminous fish, DC!
Meanwhile over on the Archie side of the aisle, how were Betty and Veronica holding out?

Betty and Veronica were doing quite well, thank you, selling 450,000 a month in the late 1960s. That's a lot of comics every month; even Mr. Lodge wouldn't sneer at that kind of profit. Unless Archie was holding it, then he'd sneer.
Of course things started to slow down for the Riverdale gang as the 1980s arrived; what with videogames and cable TV kids simply didn't have the time necessary to fully enjoy the comic art.

As we can see by the helpful red circles, Betty & Veronica were limping along at a mere 68,000 issues sold monthly. On today's charts this would put them easily in the top 25 of all comics sold, beating Supergirl, Teen Titans, Detective Comics, and something called "X-23 Target X # 1 Of 6".
But what of Marvel Comics? As the 1970s wore on, their line got more and more serious, dramatic, pompous, continuity-obsessed, and lame. It was up to reprints of Sgt. Fury and his Howling Commandos to keep the barely-logical spirit of Stupid Comics alive!

Here we see an issue of Fury, four years into solid reprints, still selling 112,000 copies every month to barely repressed homicidal maniac kids such as myself. Today this would make Sgt. Fury the #5 best selling comic in America, beating something called "The New Avengers Illuminati" - a book 7 year olds can't even PRONOUNCE, let alone BUY. And they wonder why kids don't read comics any more.
But all good things must end, and Sgt. Fury's reprint battalion was finally decommissioned to make way for GI Joe. To this day, I hold a grudge. So how were the Howlers selling at that point?

78,000 copies sold. That's not bad for a book that had of late been forced to rely upon Syd Shores-pencilled "Captain Savage" reprints. Not bad at all, Sergeant, it beats Batman and Spiderman in the year 2006. Dismissed!
And last but not least we turn to another titan of American comics - Harvey. How was Harvey doing in the halcyon days of the 1960s?

That's correct, Justice League - even LITTLE DOT was owning your ass! Two hundred three thousand copies every month of stories about dots and food and the girls who love them! Also Richie Rich! That's a combination that no amount of tightly rendered super people gritting their teeth can overcome.

So remember -the next time somebody starts crowing about the amazing sales of some lame-o new non-stupid comic, GIVE HIM THE ONCE-OVER - because when comics were STUPID, they ruled the world.