So here we are on the last chapter of the story, and it looks like things are finally fitting together. Joe and Cup are in the midst of the Shaman’s challenge and the Gardner has shown up with Armstrong aboard. He does not recognize Joe, so we know that this either happened in the past, or in some divergent timeline created by the Shaman that takes place before Armstrong whaled out on the Custer. Place your bets.
The panels in this sequence call back to each other several times, so keep an eye out for some repeating themes throughout. Danilo has taken special care to make this section of the story visually special, and he has succeeded tremendously in my estimation.
In other DAREDEVILS news, we were just reviewed on Seth Jacob’s blog. He gave us some great props, proving that he is both very handsome and capable of identifying good fiction. In his review he labeled the DAREDEVILS as “Digital Pulp,” and that is a term we will now wholly embrace. It sounds great, and it makes us sound great, and it is both cool and hip. So from now on when we discuss what genre we are in, Digital Pulp shall be our answer. Thanks Seth!
You can see his review by clicking right here. While you’re there, check out some other stuff he’s written. He’s quite well spoken, and not just because he gave us a great review.
Not much else new in the land of the ThreeOneFive. I’m still putting out Radiograms on the Facebook, Matt continues to work on getting us noticed on Twitter, and Dan keeps the website from exploding.. So while we plug away on keeping this sub afloat (or whatever) lets shift the focus from those adventuresome DAREDEVILS of the deep onto our own personal comic book preferences, and what influenced us in our own writing style. Since this is my blog, I’ll start.
I moved from Wisconsin to Arizona when I was 13 years old. 8th grade. Prior to my move I never collected comics. Sure, I owned an issue here and there. I would ask for one off the newsstand, or my parents would buy me one to shut me up on a plane ride. The concept of these things having any collector’s value was totally foreign to me. I would trace the pictures inside to hone my fledgling artistic skills. Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles were my favorite, and still to this very day I’ll doodle a quick Leonardo if I have to wait somewhere and I have a pen.
I met Matt and he was into this stuff. He showed me some key books, and it piqued my interest. So I began to collect as well. This was the 90s, Image was just launching it’s #1′s, Marvel and DC were putting tons of pockets on their heroes that you never saw anyone getting stuff from, and I had disposable chore money. It was then that I began to amass the single worst comicbook collection of all time.
I picked up anything with a number 1 on it. My collection had no focus. Matt had done a terrible job of helping me pick non garbage. Thankfully I soon realized that the books that I was picking up were the worst, so I gave it up junior year of High School. If this era in my comicbook collecting taught me anything, it was that if you don’t have a good idea, dress him up like Wolverine.
After that, I really didn’t need to collect my own copies of anything. I moved in with Matt as we attended the University of Arizona. He collected his books on Wednesdays and I read them after he was done. It worked out for me just fine. I did pick up my own copies of New X-Men, which is my favorite run of that particular series. The Grant Morrison run of New X men had a profound impact on my sense of what was “good” in the comicbook world. It showed me how far a writer could take it down the crazy hole while still holding together a great narrative I later gave those comics to Matt as a wedding gift.
But then my comicbook gravy-train moved away in ’03, and I was forced to get my own stuff. This time around I did better. I started collecting the Walking Dead around issue 10 or so, and streamlined a small but commendable pull box at my local shop. The Walking Dead influenced my attitude towards writing a good bit. The early issues wove together stories filled with such relatable and likable characters that every twist and turn they took was terrifying. Killing off main characters and having others actually have negative events in the book matter for them was refreshing and awesome. I kept on collecting until ’05 when I got a promotion and moved up to Phoenix.
’06 was when I stopped collecting altogether.
After Wolverine lopped off Magneto’s head for the bachillionth time, I was done. I had lost my faith. It was then, out of this that the ThreeOneFive was born. Our number one rule was and is and forever shall be “Everything has consequences, and consequences matter.” Or something like that. Maybe it’s not number one, but it’s up there. That’s what the decision to disregard the awesomeness that was the Grant Morrison New X-Men run taught me.
What an insightful Lunch this week, huh? Next week I’ll have an exclusive interview where I ask either Matt or Dan the same thing, and hopefully their answer will be shorter than mine.
That’s the Lunch for 10/21
To the Future,