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To me, self-publishing is one of the most wonderful things about the comics
format.
Before the Internet, comics were one of the few mediums which allowed for
creation
and distribution by individuals. Books were hard to print, movies impossible,
artwork
difficult. But comics? Comics were just made to be photocopied and
distributed by
hand. Even with the Internet now, comics still seem to be one of the mediums
that
"work" on the net. I don't know about you, but I don't enjoy reading prose on a
computer - I much prefer a book. I also don't like watching movies on my
computer,
my TV is much more comfortable to sit in front of. But I follow around 20 web-
comics
and/or cartoon strips online, and read them daily.
The NZ "Armageddon" pop culture convention in Wellington earlier this year
featured
booths by a few of the local names in self-published comics, including the folks
behind "Chopperchick", and a few of the names from the "New Ground" anthology
series.
It also coincided with a bit of a local comics bash as well, including some
lectures,
some radio exposure, and a display at a local art gallery. The gallery show
was a bit
light on "art" content, but there was a surprising number of local comics for
sale -
nearly all of the good old fashioned Xerox'd variety.
There would have been at least 40 different self-published NZ mini-comics
available
for sale at the gallery. Even accounting for overlap, there were still at
least 20
creators represented. I was taken aback. I hadn't expected so many local
people
would be creating comics. I also hadn't expected that so many of them would be
such
utter crap. Over the next few issues of PPP, I'll cover a few of the best of
the
local self-published NZ comics that I picked up at the gallery, and at the
Armageddon
pop culture convention. If you're naughty, I might even cover some of the
worst.
First up, "Vaultman and Stuff", by Andrew Kepple and Jason Lennie. This is a
16-page
minicomic, with a color cardboard cover. The comic looks laser-printed, and
the
production quality is great for this kind of thing. This is a re-released and
re-edited
version of this comic, hence the "Director's Cut". The original version was
produced
in a bit of a hurry, and must have needed some touch-up.
The comic is an assemblage of stories of different lengths, plus some shorter
one-offs,
and a few short tales on the same theme. The drawing style is basically the
same,
a heavily cartoonish "fun" style, and the stories are all humourous, but the
content
and themes are quite varied.
The title piece "Vaultman" is rather lame, and is a disappointing start. It
features
a guy who is a "living vault", but once the visual gag is over, there's nothing
going
on here. After two pages, the story is "...Continued in Funtime Comics #21".
Funtime is
perhaps the most sustained NZ comic title, and we'll review some another time.
But in
any case, the Vaultman made for a pretty cover, but nothing else.
Inside the front cover, there's a one-pager about a suicide-themed amusement
park. This
is more like the kind of irreverent stuff that comics can do very well, and
this bit
really hits the spot. The other satirical story is another one-pager
named "Untitled",
in which a famous artist creates a comic with three blank panels, and is
heralded by
as a genius by the critics. I must admit that I personally feel that comics
should
avoid self-referential stories whenever possible. Comics desparately need to
reach out
to a wider audience, and comics written about comics typically turn the whole
genre
introspective, and drive away new readers. However, that said, "Untitled" is a
very
witty and clever story.
There are two other longer pieces in this book. The first, entitled "It Ain't
Half
Bad" features a couple of green alien students/soldiers/slaves causing and
receiving
trouble in various spots around their galaxy. This is light-hearted silliness
that
tends towards the juvenile. It's perfectly harmless, and if nothing else it is
giving
the creators some practice at timing, framing, and basic comic technique.
Sure, it's
basically unsatisfying, but it is at least competent.
The other long story is fragmented through the book. It begins with Clifford
and his
bride Cynthia on their wedding day. Mid-ceremony, Cynthia realises that the
priest is
an old school chum, in fact, a former boyfriend. Cynthia used to be a bit of a
hottie
back at school, and she and the priest start getting very cosy indeed, leaving
Clifford
somewhat embarassed and annoyed. Cynthia and Clifford move to their honeymoon,
where
varients of the scene are repeated to great effect, with former boyfriends
popping-up
all over the scene. When Cynthia and Clifford are prematurely killed they
arrive at
the Pearly Gates, where Cynthia would be sent to hell, except that she and
Saint
Peter had this "thing" a while back...
Cynthia and Clifford is a perfect example of what comics do well. The B&W art
is
perfectly suitable for telling the tale. The art and the text compliment each
other
in building the characterisations, and the comics medium is perfectly capable of
following the characters through the increasingly strange scenario. The story
is
silly, but the deft sense of timing makes it clever at the same time. To be
fair,
I must say that there isn't really a "point" to the story, there is a climax of
sorts, but it doesn't really say anything interesting. Still, the telling of
the
tale is good, and it's clear that the creators are developing a strong voice.
Some bits of this collection are funny, some are clever, some are strong in the
telling,
and some have a point to them. At times, two or even three of these aspects
are found
in the same story. If Kepple and Lennie can get all of these aspects to
combine at some
stage, then they'll really have something worth shouting about.
You can find out more about Jason Lennie's comics at his website,
cubed.comics.org.nz.
Andrew Kepple's site is
tmst.twu.net.
This is a coverless 48-page B&W Xerox'd minicomic by Margaret Silverwood. The
art
looks like it's pencilled without inking. The book contains only the one story,
features only one character, and contains only two text balloons. The majority
of
the story is told in pure sequential art. The plot concerns a middle-aged
woman who
wakes up, gets out of bed, checks the mailbox, then heads around the back of
her section
where she discovers a strange sight, an elevator that leads to... Paradise?
The art is "fine art" style, rather than cartoonish. The panel framing is
creative,
with good of use of inset panels, frameless panels, and intelligent panel
sequencing
to provide a sense of temporaral flow and story focus. This is a comic book
created
by somebody who has studied the basics, and is aware of the potential of the
medium.
This is very much the kind of material that the NZ comics scene really needs,
and I
take my (metaphorical) hat off to Ms. Silverwood.
I do have one comment on the physical comic. The photocopying process has not
been
very kind to the purely pencil art, and some inking might have helped.
However, it's fair
to say that the light pencil style suits the ethereal nature of the story, and
also
works well with the near-absence of textual content. Perhaps a compromise
might have
been to scan the art and thicken the pencil lines electronically?
As for whether the story "works" or not? Well, to be honest, I did find the
ending
rather jarring. The spoken panels are at the very end, and they hit quite hard
after
the preceding 40 silent pages. However, because they are jarring, they do
stick in
your mind quite firmly. In the final analysis, this is an effective comic
book, and
that has to be a good thing. I'll be seeing what else I can find by
Silverwood.
Next: Unfortunate Creatures.
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