BEST:
LOCKE & KEY: ALPHA #2 — Two Funerals & Three Characters Saved From
Fates Worse Than Death. That’s maybe even more than I feel like I should say
but is as specific as this will get. It’s still too soon for me to really talk
about the end of this series, which has been my favorite book on the rack since
I finally started in on it almost two years ago. I’m grateful that I came in at
least when I did because, like everyone else who had to catch up at any time
before or since, it was impossible not to gobble down the first couple of
volumes almost on the spot. It was then really a serious matter of discipline
to dole out the next two volumes issue by issue until finally striking up pace
with the singles of Volume Five, but the reason for my gratitude is because
this is one of those stories that takes up residence inside of you, its
characters inhabit your heart, you find yourself thinking about them and
rooting for them or mourning them in surprising and seemingly random places
that turn out to be perfectly appropriate once it all really starts coming
flooding out of you again. And I’m glad I had to wait for The End, if not as
many years as most diehards. If only because every Wednesday that a new issue
arrived was an event unto itself. Which has probably been made clear here
before now.
As fully
developed and engaging as Joe Hill and Gabriel Rodriguez have rendered this
entire ensemble, this story of family has always at its heart had Tyler Locke
as its protagonist and he takes center-stage in this epilogue as a Keeper of
the Keys who has learned much from his journey, grown into a man who gives
every indication of being a wise and even enlightened Last King of Keyhouse.
But that’s the thing. And actually you know what, never mind what I said
before, really do, stop reading here if you’re one of those people who thinks
it’s okay to be reading a review of the last issue of a nearly six-year-old
series but who hasn’t actually read the issue because that is just the worst
thing, but the plot-specific business I really do have to get into is this: This
was the Ultra-Mega-Happy Ending, right? I mean, we stopped just short of
Twilight Sparkle and her crew roaring up over the hills of Lovecraft to tell us
that now at long last everything is going to be fine, Bode’s been in Canterlot
this entire time eating ice cream and working on stand-up bits with Pinkie Pie.
This issue consisted of exactly one opening and hilarious knock-knock unjoke
and then the two aforementioned funerals, amidst which Ty runs around and, man
the name puns just never quit with these guys, do they? but he really does
motor around tying up loose ends all over the place. Dodge gets as much
redemption as he possibly can. Which isn’t much, anything higher up on the dial
I’m not sure that people would have hung with, but Tyler does save him as well
as he can. And Erin Voss only gets two pages, eight panels in all, but they are
paced to perfection and send her on her long deserved way at last. There’s a
nice little coda with Jordan’s dad and her motorcycle and ghost that leads
right in to our final trip back up to Keyhouse (I guess really the last time
we’re ever going to see it out here in the world in panels and pages) in which Bode
does indeed make his return, which was the one aspect of this that everybody
should have seen coming (even with the eyebrow-raising exposition with Dodge
re: cremation, which was, yeah, pretty unfortunate). But, as ever, the
greatness to be found is in the telling of the tale. Bringing in the sparrow as
the vehicle about crushed me with the elegance of its resonant narrative
perfection, the beautiful architecture arcing all the way back through the
series.
All right, and
so everyone freaking out about Bode, I was totally with that, all played to
perfection, of course Nina questioning her sanity would be the knee-jerk
reaction. I started to get a little bit suspicious on the next page, though,
when Bode told Rufus that he could come live with them, because that right
there is almost over the line, like Hill is now fucking with us and about to
drop the hammer on these people at the very next turn of the page. I mean,
things are like Really Turning Out Well Now for like EVERYbody, wouldn’t you
say? To the point that it’s like Hill just had some horrible shit go down in
his personal life and suddenly just cannot bring himself to take out these
people he’s given birth to and transcribed and of course fallen in love with
over the years and so suddenly they get a pass. I want to say that happened
with Fraction not killing Zephyr in the first volume of CASANOVA. But the very
instant that it’s like Rufus is going to move in with the Lockes now and he and
Bode are gonna run around and work them magic keys and help Uncle Dunk rebuild
Keyhouse and everything is going to be peaches and rainbows, then right there,
not even hidden or tucked away but out of the mouth of the brightest most
optimistic character of the series so that maybe it will fly right by, the road
to inevitable ruin is made explicit. “It’ll be great?!?” Have you people learned
NOTHING? Get off the land! Run! Don’t even sell the property because the money
will be cursed and the things that you buy with it will kill you. Get out of
Massachusetts. Get out of New England/the East Coast altogether. Absolutely
stay the fuck out of Maine. Run. Run and dodge closed doors and locks and keys
for the rest of your mortal lives. Find another way inside wherever you think
you want to go or just don’t go into that place because behind that locked
door, there will be a well or a portal or something leading to an alien evil
that does not appear to be hampered by time and space and knows your names and
wants to kill you.
So, all of this
is running through my head when Ty heads back into, where else, the wellhouse.
In just those first two panels alone, I am already thinking that my man is
nothing but meat even before he utters the name of who he is summoning. And now
it is perfect, everything comes together. Who else to send Ty and all of us
faithful—and I believe one may sensibly argue Constant—Readers on our way than
the nameless alien evil wearing this face of all faces and doing the deed,
smashing Ty’s face up into jelly against the stone well. I’m not sure I have
ever been gripped with as much dread as while reading that final exchange. And
then, it just ended. Everything was all right. Ty saved, like, everybody and
all’s well that ends well. But if we’ve learned anything from this series,
isn’t it that the power of the keys always eventually corrupts? I mean, Bode’s
going to grow up into a teenager, right? And saying that Rufus has some issues
with reality is a pretty gentle way of putting it. Even allowing for Ty and
Kinsey to gracefully cross the threshold into maturity, which we have every
indication is exactly what will happen, are we really supposed to believe that
everything is going to be hunky-dory now that we’ve got the team of Duncan,
Bode, and Rusty hard at work raising Keyhouse back up from the ashes? It WAS a
happy ending, to an almost freakish extent. I can actually see a sizable
majority of readers a bit put off to seriously pissed that there wasn’t more
bloodshed here at the end, that everything turned out so well on the surface.
But did it? Really? What is the last detail we get? In a series with hundreds
of examples of minutiae that always either pay off much much later or call back
to something that has happened several volumes ago, what’s the last detail
Rodriguez puts in? At first, I thought it was a butterfly, fluttering into the
panel for our last shot of Tyler. But then on the last page, we get a slightly
better look. That little fellow appears to belong to genus Acherontia, a
species that achieved mainstream popularity over twenty years ago courtesy of
Thomas Harris. That is the Death’s-head Hawkmoth from SILENCE OF THE LAMBS, no
question. Even if I’m hallucinating the human skull, the color scheme is a
perfect match. Now, whether this was placed as our final image of the series in
order to portend seriously ominous tidings for all of our as-of-yet-surviving
Lockes or was just a cute allusion to the river in Hades that keeps Charon in
obols, I certainly can’t say. But it casts a bit of shade over all of this
perfect resolution spilling out all over the place, there is no question about
that.
All I know for
sure is that I loved this story as hard as I could and will for the rest of my
life be grateful to Joe Hill, Gabriel Rodriguez, Jay Fotos, Robbie Robbins, and
Chris Ryall for ushering it into this world. Knock Knock.
YOUNG AVENGERS
#14 — And here we come to it. A pitch-perfect opening scene between Kate &
America before we get the bad news in the jukebox credits on Page Six that
McKelvie/Wilson have left the building. That certainly damages my imagined
ideal of a just-this-once-PHONOGRAM-issue-reconfigured-in-the-616 but we’ve got
to roll with it. And of course, all is well. Emma Vieceli give us a lovely coda
to the whole Billy/Teddy/David triangle that was almost trying to come into
being and then Christian Ward gives us nothing less than the secret origin of
Miss (Princess) America. But the sweetest thing is of course Annie Wu &
Jordie Bellaire on the final section with Kate, which is a really slick idea
and sets up ideal visual continuity with her other book. And that vignette
really did the trick from a narrative standpoint, moved us right past Marvel
Boy, definitely Marvel Boy with just enough pages left for a real surprise and
heartstopping kiss. A very happy New Year, indeed.
DAREDEVIL #034 —
Javier Rodriguez is back to illustrate exactly what a beast he is all by
himself as Waid seriously ratchets up the status quo. Right in the middle of
this one, there’s a perfect panel. Matt does a reverse-dive off the roof while
quipping all cute with Kirsten and ends the exchange with “I love this city,”
and that’s really all it takes. Waid gets this guy So Much. Which has been
apparent since the very beginning, but it’s still nice to see on display all
this while later. And then of course serious shit at the end, down to the very
last panel. Month in, month out, these guys show you exactly how mainstream
corporate comics ought to be done.
UNCANNY AVENGERS
#015 — Stone-Deaf Cap & Havok
ride again! All was right in my world until it turns out Steve was just having
fun. Which was almost even better. And oh, but a big important double-page
Hickman title! We can still see that this is an important issue, even if
Hickman wouldn’t let them use the white background. If Janet was going to call
the Sentry out on a cliché, maybe he should have said “a finer world.”
Metatextual! It will be interesting to see how Remender writes them out of this
one. When Uatu tells you that there is nothing to be done about a Celestial
executioner using an axe that Thor enchanted one thousand years ago to now kill
all the humans on Earth, it seems like the options are becoming a bit thin and
maybe we want to think about maybe Johnny-quick-on-the-spot inducting Reed
Richards as an Uncanny Avenger?
ALL-NEW X-MEN
#020 — Haha, expecting X-23 to be cool when she wakes up inside the Weapon X
facility. Teenage Jean Grey telling Professor Kitty Pryde that Teenage Scott
Summers fancies the female clone of Wolverine is, yeah, close to the weirdest
shit I have about ever seen from The House of Ideas, at least since the turn of
the century. Shudder, indeed.
FANTASTIC FOUR
#015 — This was as good as it could have been under the circumstances. Solid
scripting from Kesel, though he betrays us/pulls a Sebela in the penultimate
panel, and this Raffaele Ienco is turning in strong work.
FF #15 — Allreds
amok! Worth it alone for the multiple pages of Darla wrecking shit across the
bottom of every page, and that’s before the real business even starts kicking
in. The conclusion next month should be something fierce.
BATMAN AND
TWO-FACE #26 — Of course Shannon was the better twin, I should have figured
that one out already. I’ve got to say Boo on invoking the recent hit Netflix
prison series, though, it does not enhance this reading experience to invoke
those ladies. Immediately mitigated by that escape, though, those ladies are
hardcore. This is turning into quite the lengthy arc with Harvey! Still digging
it but wondering about all of the other irons these guys have in the fire.
WONDER WOMAN #26
— Terrific slam-bang greatness right up to the point that Orion tells Diana, “No
duh.” Excuse me, but “No duh” is a product of fear on the lifeline!
ANIMAL MAN #26 —
Cully Hamner is absolutely the guy you want to come in and blow it up on a
single fill-in issue. Buddy makes a deal that will have far-reaching
implications and in all likelihood lead to his title’s cancellation in a very
few months, I just bet you.
BLACK SCIENCE #2
— Wow, so that first one was all the action science pulp bluster and then here,
a scant three weeks later, they really sink their teeth into us with much more
character work all the way around the ensemble, dials us in to three or four
times’ greater effect than the first issue. Which, it should be said, I loved.
But this one’s already cranked so much harder up. Like, I was impressed by the the
blistering of #1. But now, I’m much more into these characters. The first scene
alone, instantly iconic. There are too damn many modern-day classics unfolding
before our eyes, it’s getting to be too much taking them all in at once.
EAST OF WEST #8 —
A New Lady President-centric, which I enjoyed a hell of a lot more than the guy
last time with the alien monster for an arm. Only five pages with Death but I
have to tell you that is plenty of hook, I am real curious exactly what he’s
going to be up to on his next page. Can’t believe there have already been eight
of these, these people are slamming these slabs of quality out at an impressive
pace. I think this one is going to be a lot more crushing binging on the
trades, but with the packaging of the singles, there’s no rational argument to
be made for not picking them up on day of release.
PRETTY DEADLY #3
— Now, this was a hell of a way to program it here, these last three. Already
knew that this series would make a very complementary companion to the immediately
preceding and it did not disappoint. I’m not sure if the ladies are finding
their groove and more precisely channeling the voice of this story or if maybe
I’m just getting better at listening. Image is just throwing damn thunderballs
here at the end of the year, every one of theirs this week is Such A Special
Issue!
CONAN THE
BARBARIAN #23—This is pretty phenomenal work here, Wood & Burchielli are
firing on all cylinders. A stunning bit of business, this, the type of
cataclysmic fare that you only see at the end of a run. They are ending with a
hell of an arc, going out swinging as hard as they can.
SECRET #4 — All
right, it was a slow burn complicated by the serious delays between issues, but
we’ve finally come far enough to get the revelation that’s more than enough to
get everybody who’s still hanging on fully invested in the situation, here. I
have got to go back, #s 1 and 2 are going to be much better, I’m thinking. Ryan
Bodenheim once again has his tight controlled linework on display while Michael
Garland’s extremely limited palette is a good fit for this genre. Old Rus
Wooton keeps on with the hard-italic bold emphases, though, takes me out of it
every damn time.
SAGA #17 —
Pretty much GoTime business here, as well. Just a metric shit-ton of things
going down this week, I tell you what.
No less than three major characters appear to all bite it in perfect and
of course achingly poignant ways, and I’m thinking at least one of those is
going to stick, terrible terrible news.
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