Friday, September 28, 2018
Martian Manhunter commission by Ron Frenz
When I was younger, I wasn't that into Ron Frenz, and by the time of Image Comics, I openly disdained his "old timey" style. A mix of both Buscema brothers with a healthy dose of Kirby, a smidgen of Jazzy Johnny Romita, and a pinch of Jack Davis for flavor, I was clearly a tasteless idiot beguiled by excess crosshatching. Today I really appreciate his figure work and clear storytelling, but I'm especially amazed by how well defined his characters are. Frenz has a ton of full figure (often full color) character commissions online that I intend to repurpose next month, but he didn't make it too easy, because you can't pretend someone he's drawn is anyone else. If you're at all familiar with a character, they're so recognizable and perfectly on-model that you cannot confuse them with any other. Luckily, there was some stuff from pitches featuring obscurities and rejects that will come in handy. This is a fabulous Alien Atlas rendering, and as with Ramon Bernado on Justice League Task Force, that Buscema vibe fits J'Onn to a T.
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Labels: Martian Manhunter, Pin-Up
Thursday, September 27, 2018
1994 DC Comics Style Guide piece by Kerry Gammill & Dennis Janke
I firmly believe Kerry Gammill deserves mention in the same breath as José Luis García-López, while readily admitting that's based more on his potential at his peak than his output. Both artists had clean, handsome styles and clear yet dynamic storytelling in the Neal Adams mode, making them very attractive to licensors. Unfortunately, Gammill was far less prolific, and I feel his strengths not only better suited Marvel characters, but also that he isn't well served being compared to the Patron Saint of DC Style Guides on the exact same iconic characters but with more mullet/pouches/Chromium. JLGL was much more in his element in the 70s/80s than Gammill was in the Extreme Age, if only for the greater allowance for smiles. Still, this is a nice bit of work, and a rare instance of Martian Manhunter sharing space with the Magnificent
Labels: 1990s, Justice League of America, Martian Manhunter, Pin-Up
Wednesday, September 26, 2018
2015 White Martian commission by Matthew Fletcher
We had a good run. Much better than last year by far, and I'm definitely going to stick to the "weekdays only" format in future September anniversary months, but the well has run dry. All the thought and vitriol that went into essaying and podcasting on the newly announced maxi-series derailed the JLTF coverage and sapped my will to talk J'Onn J'Onzz, so thanks for that, DC. Now it's crunch time for a bunch of podcasts and plans coming due in October, so we're officially past the "trying" part on posts this month. I blew my schedule today, so a double post to cover two days stats now, and I'll likely mine Comic Art Fans to finish out the eleventh anniversary. There'll be another themed crossover podcast before Halloween, and I'll try to do four other weekly non-lazy posts for October (and thereafter, fingers crossed.
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Labels: 2010s, Martian Manhunter, Pin-Up, White Martians
Tuesday, September 25, 2018
2016 Martian Manhunter Emerald City Comic Con Convention Sketch by Tim Sale
Sorry gang, but I wasn't really up for writing or scanning tonight, so I decided to revisit an old standby in Comic Art Fans for my first Manhunter search in many years. I came upon this surprising piece by Tim Sale, who is of course revered by his trips to Gotham City and Metropolis, but who I don't recall ever going near Middletown. Given his minimalist style and tendency to work in a "Year One" setting, I'm sure some of you are disappointed that he drew the New 52 design, but I dig it.
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Labels: 2010s, Martian Manhunter, New 52, Pin-Up
Monday, September 24, 2018
2016 Monty Moran Space City Comic Con Commission by Thom Zahler
Another groovy piece by Zahler, and I believe this was the last full size & full color I've gotten from him, at the infamous final Space City Comic Con before it was shut down by mismanagement. This is definitely my girlfriends' favorite of his, and probably mine as well. Besides capturing the Kentucky Fried goodness of the first actual Martian Manhunter villain to appear in Justice League of America, Zahler also conveys who The Getaway Mastermind is through the detailed "blackboard" of handwritten-cursive-annotated schematics where he's designed another of his hi-tech escape vehicles! The scan doesn't do justice to the skin color and other tones om the main figure, but as you can see, this is a lovely and intricate bit of work! I dialed way back on my Manhunter commissions because, as you can see, it's taking me 2-4 years to post pieces nowadays, and Zahler's sunny style hasn't matched the darker material I've been getting done more recently, but I definitely need to hit him up again!
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Friday, September 21, 2018
2014 Comicpalooza Professor Arnold Hugo head sketch by Kevin Maguire
Unlike my buddy Joe Fixit, I only ever bought a handful of pieces of original art off eBay in its late '90s/early '00s heyday. There was a Sal Velluto Black Panther pencil sketch, an unpublished Michael Bair cover, and possibly oldest of all, a figure sketch by Kevin Maguire. When the great artist came to Houston a few years back, I took the latter faded, acid stained, flimsy sheet of barely visible pencils to ask if he could verify its authenticity. Maguire glanced at it, shrugged, and said something along the lines of "probably" dismissively. Maguire was only doing head shots at the show, and I was damned sure going to have at least one 100% bona fide piece in my collection. In fact, I decided to take both the certain and "probably" Maguire pieces together and turn them into a faux comic cover... in 2014. Since you guys already had a chance to see a tiny washed out and badly colored version of the art, I then proceeded to sit on a vastly superior scan for near on half a decade. Anyhow, my love of both Maguire and Arnold Hugo is well documented, and if I could only get a head, I wanted a real melon of a noggin. But man, if you could only see the Hank McCoy he drew before mine. It looked like he rendered every single hair on the classic Avengers-era Beast, but I couldn't find it online. If I'm finally unearthing mine, that dude needs to follow suit for all to see...
Labels: 2010s, Martian Manhunter, Pin-Up, Professor Arnold Hugo
Thursday, September 20, 2018
2014 The Human Flame Comicpalooza Jam Sketch Detail by Sam Lotfi
I've officially gotten too many commissions when I've got unfinished jams dating back over four years that I can only place and date by cross-referencing other portions of the same jam. Here we revisit Sam Lotfi, who has produced almost every one of his published comic books across his career since I spotlighted his take on TOR, the Robot Criminal of Mars, even though that was only a year earlier than this one. He's currently drawing Cyborg for Marv Wolfman at DC, by the way. Also, it's been a while since we talked Michael Miller hereabouts, and longer still since showing my other commission. I suck, I know, but better really late than never, right? Especially given how "never" my output on this blog was looking for a while there. Speaking of which, I still haven't started working on his profile page, a decade after Final Crisis.
Labels: 2010s, Human Flame, Martian Manhunter, Pin-Up
Wednesday, September 19, 2018
Podcast- Martian Manhunter: Rebirth
Look for us on iTunes, ShoutEngine or directly download an art-tagged MP3 from the Internet Archive
Audio adaptation of a couple of blog posts with my hot takes on the newly announced 2018 Martian Manhunter maxi-series (scheduled to run as long as the previous so-called "ongoing series") by Steve Orlando and Riley Rossmo.
We enjoy dialogue on the red planet, so here are our non-telepathic contact options:
- Tweet host Diabolu Frank directly, or probe @rolledspine as a group.
- Email Diabolu
- If the main Idol-Head of Diabolu blog isn't your thing, try the umbrella Rolled Spine Podcasts.
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Labels: 2010s, Idle-Head, Martian Manhunter, Podcast
Tuesday, September 18, 2018
Martian Manhunter: Rebirth
The New 52 launched on August 31, 2011, and even though I speculated exhaustively about the presumed certain Martian Manhunter relaunch, it never actually came. However, something with a very strong BOLD NEW DIRECTION flavor involving the New 52 design and continuity arrived four years later on June 17, 2015 as part of a failed slate dubbed "DCYou." I guess it still counts as the New 52 series, despite its lack of branding as such, since that initiative didn't officially end until May 25, 2016. That's the date the "Rebirth" initiative began, course correcting the less popular alterations to return to a still changed but more familiar DC Universe. All of these dates are from Wikipedia, so excuse any errors, but "Rebirth" is stated as ending on November 29, 2017. However, I think J'Onn J'Onzz has another late entry into that theme. Since I exorcised my more pessimistic presumptions yesterday, let's seriously and more objectively take a look at The Hollywood Reporter's Heat Vision coverage of the December-launching latest Martian Manhunter #1 (of 12.)
- 1. The Writer
- 2. The Artist
- 3. The Story
- 4. The Characters
- 5. The Costume
- 6. The Politics
- 7. The Martians
- 8. The Expressiveness
- 9. Whatever That Red Creature Is
- 10. The Tone/Influences
- 11. The Solicitation
MARTIAN MANHUNTER #1
written by STEVE ORLANDO
art and cover by RILEY ROSSMO
variant cover by JOSHUA MIDDLETON
blank variant cover available
No matter what you know about J’onn J’onnz, you’re not prepared for this! The acclaimed team of writer Steve Orlando and artist Riley Rossmo (BATMAN/ THE SHADOW, BATMAN: NIGHT OF THE MONSTER MEN) reteam for a reinvention of the Manhunter from Mars in this twisted, unexpected series. Back on Mars, J’onn was about as corrupt as a law officer can be, and when a reckoning comes for his entire society, he’ll get a second chance he doesn’t want or deserve! One shocking murder, and an unexpected fragment of the Mars he lost, will change his life—and the course of the Earth—forever!
- 12. The Twist Ending
Monday, September 17, 2018
Martian Manhunter Returns In New Series Canceled With Twelfth Issue To Soften The Inevitable Blow!
I've got a lot going on. I won't bore you with the details, or trouble myself obfuscating those details on account of my well-documented internet phobia, but just trust me on that. Life stuff, mostly happy, but also the hobbying you handful of people distract yourselves from the gnawing pit of existential doom with at my various poorly trafficked, money-losing avenues of folly. I'm trying to get out a (work) week of daily blog posts (thems some rusty muscles) at least throughout September to make up for my near total neglect last year (and return to we(a?)ekly offerings thereafter.) I'm also stockpiling to make sure I don't blow a giant hole in the weekly Rolled Spine Podcasts schedule while also intermittently shepherding some ambitious projects in development for next year. I'm putting in a valiant effort to waste my remaining life tossing dubious content into the void, is what I'm saying.
So anyway, I had to go across town for a meeting the other day when my Twitter started blowing up, and to make a long story about me into a longer rant about what me thinks about a thing, there's a new Martian Manhunter maxi-series that I suppose I ought to address. I wasn't sure I'd have time for this distraction from barely covering J'Onn J'Onzz in the context of synopsizing a poorly received 23 year old team book on my moribund Martian Manhunter blog, but the dudes were nice enough to launch this project as a twentieth anniversary gift to me personally, and so I wanted to thank them by over-analyzing the modest details of their announcement from a place corrupted by anger, jealousy, resentment and disappointment until I kill any enthusiasm and the book gets cancelled after eight issues instead of its intended expiration date. You're welcome, gents! Try the Zoloft. It helps. Also, I couldn't get to the first day of a local con without paying $45 for, like, two hours, so I decided to pout and not go at all. I have a few hours to kill.
I'm one of The Olds, so to get a deeper look into this announcement, I naively first went to the big comic book websites, where people who desperately need proofreaders breathlessly drafted clickbait headlines on their smartphones about movie rumors interspersed with dutifully dumped press releases about those comic book things without additional comment. Meanwhile, The Hollywood Reporter did 1,100 words and posted a wealth of (initially) exclusive preview art. I can't overstate enough that Newsarama did 350 words, and CBR seemingly less with only one picture. I can't say for sure because of the ad blocker blocker that drives me to any other site but trash fire home of the limp lame both-siderism hot take CBR. I guess they were busy doing a series of articles about the potential of a Mark Wahlberg Mile 22 shared universe or listing things alongside an opposing bunch of things.
S'pose I've stalled as long as I can to avoid discussing the actual topic without it being really obvious that I don't really want to do it. Look, when I started this blog, the Martian Marvel was starring in the JLA Classified serial "Ghosts of Mars" and was announced to costar in a new series of Batman and the Outsiders. Then JLA Classified was canceled and not only was Manhunter out of the Outsiders, but the creative team was fired and the material they produced was replaced without ever seeing the light of day. In the eleven years since I started this blog, J'Onn's been murdered without being avenged, turned into a homicidal zombie, given a bright new start that was terminated within a year, got New 52'd, is no longer a founding member of the JLA, was barely a member of Stormwatch before erasing everyone's memory of his ever being a member, appeared in an unwanted Justice League spin-off title that was promptly cancelled despite launching with 52 variant covers, appeared in another unwanted Canadian Justice League spin-off title that was cancelled even sooner, and when he finally rejoined the Justice League people cared about, there were murmurings he was about to turn evil and finally betray the team.
There weren't a lot of people reading the Ostrander/Mandrake ongoing series, but most liked it, and I was not like them. I criticized that book ceaselessly on DC's message boards, wanting another book, but bought every issue for three years. DC gave me a different book five years later, which was far worse, so I didn't buy that one. DC heard my complaint, and went another eight years before trying again. I had high hopes for that title, with a promising if unfamiliar writer and a "fan fave" style artist. They killed Martian Manhunter in the second issue and did a year long adaption of the 2003 Shyamalanian thriller Identity (62% on Rotten Tomatoes) starring a cross between Forrest Gump and the Elephant Man called Mr. Biscuits. That was the series where it turned out everything we knew about Martian Manhunter was a lie and that he was really an automaton created through necromancy as a genocide machine against Earth that ended with his becoming a giant anime mech and killing Mars instead or something. I'll be honest, I hated that series the most of all and never finished reading it. You might not think it's fair to harshly criticize a book you never finished, but I also never did freeze frames on the walls of John Doe's apartment in Se7en. I'm pretty sure I got the gist of it, and I knew I didn't want none of that.
Point being, I've financially supported a lot of Martian Manhunter comics that I did not enjoy and knew full well I could get cheap as a back issue if I felt compelled to inflict that upon myself, probably in service to writing a character-centric blog as I watched blogging in general die all around me and was subsidizing the evidence that none of the effort I was putting into educating the public about J'Onn J'Onzz was having any appreciable impact on the quality of his representation. Whether I speak out against them or keep silent, they all fail in short order, and the frustrating futility of being a vocal fan crushed the light and life of that very same fandom.
Okay, here's another series. It's advertised as getting a year, which in today's market is pretty generous, so it's got that going for it. I'm supposed to pontificate on this, but I'm flashing back on all the hours I spent drafting pieces around the months of speculation about whether he would die or be reborn or get his own New 52 series or join a new Justice League International. Remember that time I did a run of synopses covering the Image/Wildstorm issues of Stormwatch that didn't even feature the characters on the team J'Onn was on for two trade collections that were essentially retconned? Why am I still doing this? Why are you reading it? The writing of Martian Manhunter on the Supergirl TV show is better than anything in the comics since I've been running this blog, and all those Berlanti shows are horribly written (I never finished season two, tried to jump back on season three, but lost interest again.) The best writing overall in the past decade +1 was on the DC DTV animated movies, but only when Dwayne McDuffie was still there, and he died in 2011.
Everything sucks. It's been a soulwrenching couple of years. And now I get to contend with another Martian Manhunter book that'll probably bum me out and cost me $48 a year retail plus I'll feel obligated to buy the trades and maybe even finish that damned Williams/Barrows series before the end of the year. Ugh. At least I vented a bunch of the negativity I'd rather not ooze all over a perfectly innocent (until proven guilty) incoming creative team like this was The Evil Horde Slime Pit. Maybe tomorrow I can approach this subject with more objectivity...
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Friday, September 14, 2018
Justice League Task Force #24 (June, 1995)
The so-called Baron Üman Von Mauler had gotten the drop on Gypsy, carted her to his house, bound her to a table, and begun to psychically assault her (often involving sexually suggestive scenarios.) Outside, her friends had dug up a corpse and drawn Chokula's ire. The distraction allowed Gypsy to get free physically, and to draw Von Mauler into her head for a home turf advantage. Gypsy engaged in mortal combat with Chokula's "virtual reality ninjas."
Flashing back to age fourteen, runaway Cindy Reynolds was picked up by a lecherous old priest named Father Tierney who kept calling her Nakia and fondling her in his car. Cindy elbowed the old man in the eye, the car crashed, and both passengers were thrown through the windshield. Cindy appeared to survive, and the priest did not. In the present, Von Mauler continued talking about Nakia in familiar ways, taking her to "their" homeland of Romania and telling her she had yet to tap a fraction of their shared powers. Gypsy "killed" Von Mauler on the psychic plane with her energy baton piercing his chest. Von Mauler left an aged corpse in the real world. Who was he? What did it all mean?
Gypsy went back to stay with her former lover Bronze Tiger. John Jones waited as long as he could before visiting her. Gypsy reflected, "J'Onn was watching. He knew. Knew about him. And did nothing to help me... Yes, J'Onn is a Martian. But how does he justify not helping me? ...Guess it's too easy to think of him as human. Every now and then he just does something... inexplicable. Something you can't figure out. Something you can't forgive."
John Jones defended, "I knew he'd come for you one day. That's why I kept a file on him. That's why I wanted you in the Task Force..." Gypsy cried at the betrayal, and over what John had knowingly allowed to have happen to her without intervening. "I also knew you couldn't run from him forever. Triumph's setting up a new headquarters for us. It should be operational in a week. I hope you'll answer my call."
"Bride of Chok" was by Christopher Priest, Ed Benes, Sal Velluto, Emir Ribeiro, Mark Stegbauer, Mark McKenna & Rich Rankin.
Thursday, September 13, 2018
Justice League Task Force #23 (May, 1995)
"God... this was supposed to be a gag... and I suppose, my way of one-upping Martian Manhunter-- getting back at him for snapping orders at me like I was some kind of fool. I am a fool. Trapped outside reality for nearly a decade-- trying to overcompensate-- jealous of all the heroes who started with me who have gone well beyond me..." Triumph couldn't find Gypsy and the Ray, even with L-Ron's telepathic third eye. Had he gotten them killed?
Ray managed to find a small electrical source and escape the energy-dampening room, soon flying to Paris... France. Will (or "Billy Mac," as he accidentally and unhappily slipped into calling himself while with L-Ron) eventually reached Ray through his new belt communicator device, and called him back to Paris, KY. At city hall, they found a picture of Baron Üman Von Mauler, dated 1722-1797. Ray talked the team into digging up his grave, just to be sure. The unearthed corpse attacked the team, firing eyebeams that disfigured the left side of Triumph's face. "Count Chokula" appeared to fry Ray's skull and cause the arms of the buried dead to seize Triumph.
L-Ron was not so easily handled, as he used his third eye to draw Von Mauler into his psychic control room, then beat him with a virtual baseball bat. It seemed Despero's murderous instincts were reasserting themselves on L-Ron's ginger psyche, so threats against Chokula's life were not idle. It was determined that this Von Mauler was merely a descendant of the recorded one, but he was also a mutant empath (one of the most powerful in the world) capable of creating illusions, who had been preparing for a confrontation with the Justice League.
Cue Martian Manhunter. "--which was why I had Von Mauler under surveillance. I had planned to deal with Von Mauler in my own time. Your unfortunate prank forced his hand before I had time to prepare her... Gypsy. And now, because of your interference-- we may have lost her forever."
"Chok II" was by Christopher Priest, Sal Velluto, Mark Stegbauer, Mark McKenna & Mick Gray.
Wednesday, September 12, 2018
Justice League Task Force #22 (April, 1995)
"Savage is a powerful and ruthless foe... and we embarrassed him. He will go to great lengths to avenge himself." In the rubble of the building from which the entire young team escaped unscathed ahead of an explosion, Triumph yelled at the holographic projection of their immortal enemy, who responded, "I trust I've made myself clear, Martian Manhunter... [Your interventions] have earned you my enmity. I shall make it my driving ambition to be a worthy foe. The destruction of your headquarters here on Task Force Island has been a down payment. Be grateful I did not destroy the entire island. Next, alien, I shall destroy your children." With that, J'Onn J'Onzz flew away, without saying a word.
Despite Triumph's stated intention to, "Move on. Chapter two," and lack of concern for J'Onn's hurt "wittle feelings" on the matter, Will was indignant over this silent dismissal. Since he was technically still living in J'Onzz's Colorado cabin, he decided to investigate his benefactor to uncover his secret true identity. In the weeks he'd lived there, Triumph never bought into the place's "Andy Griffith homeyness," or why an alien would hew to 1950's bourgeoisie decor like a "Lazy Boy" recliner. Speaking of such, Gypsy found documents hidden in the hollow center of a globe of Mars related to a person named Baron Üman Von Mauler. Triumph was convinced that this was really J'Onn, brokering a land deal in Kentucky for a new headquarters, and wanted to show him up. Gypsy repeatedly protested this invasion of J'Onn's privacy, but was also desperate for an excuse to back peddle on her announced departure, as she had nowhere else to go. While the Ray had more important matters needing attending, he always seemed to go along for the JLTF ride, even if it meant a trip to Kentucky.
Triumph orchestrated a game intended to expose and shame Von Mauler, employing Ray and Gypsy as role-playing pawns. Except, Von Mauler isn't J'Onn, but he is very old (sometimes) and rather dangerous (consistently.) Before long, Ray is trapped in an airtight room that saps his energy powers, while Gypsy is beaten and subjected to unwanted sexual advances...
"Chokula" was by Christopher Priest, Sal Velluto, Andrew Lepoy, Mark McKenna & Mick Gray. For the record, Cindy & Ray's ages are revealed to be 19 in this story, and Will's 21. The majority of the issue is a Mad Magazine-style parody of Francis Ford Coppola's 1992 film Bram Stoker's Dracula, with Winona Ryder & Keanu Reeves swapped out for two of our heroes to confront a very Gary Oldmanesque pseudo-vampire (who to this day is the closest thing Gypsy has ever had to an arch-rival, Despero notwithstanding.)
Tuesday, September 11, 2018
Justice League Task Force #21 (March, 1995)
Vandal Savage was, of course, furious to learn that the descendant who had tried to kill him was still alive. Martian Manhunter was also angry, but at Westlake Defense Systems, the arms dealers Miss Watkis had been employing against Savage. The Justice League Task Force wrecked shop in retaliation. "You attacked Task Force Island, Gene [Rabuzzo.] You shot at my children... Do not ever attack me again. This visit has been a courtesy. Next time I shall not be so lenient." Speaking of which, J'Onn also had a firm warning for Triumph. "You deliberately disobeyed orders, modified my plans, and worked to undermine my leadership. In doing so, the Task Force was nearly killed. From precisely this moment forward, you will obey my orders to the letter, Triumph-- or you shall answer to me."
Gypsy was disquieted by witnessing Despero use his hypnotic third eye to order one guard to kill another, before L-Ron caught himself and ordered a downgrade to "stun." Upon returning to her quarters, she kept replaying her latest near death experience as she packed her things. "Despero" tried to give her a gift, but she refused to continue abiding the creature that orphaned her. The Ray was sitting on the stoop outside, trying to figure out when to quit himself, since his personal life was overwhelming him even before adding the distraction of a super-team. Meanwhile, the already aggrieved Triumph had just learned that his investment in a QVC-type operation before he got lost in time was now worth $40 million, and would easily pay for him to set up his own operation.
Within L-Ron's "synthetic consciousness implanted within an organic being," J'Onn J'Onzz reassured the still shirtless simulacrum "You are a man, L-Ron. A being with full capacity to feel the sting of rejection. Your gift for Gypsy was very thoughtful." J'Onn was certain that she would eventually accept it. "This is all part of their growing process. Now that they have all decided to leave-- I shall summon them." Regardless of their prior plans and protestations, the lot were all wearing their sharp new team uniforms when all was said and done. "The training uniforms are meant to inspire unity and cohesion. They should remind each of you that you are no longer individuals-- or loners-- but parts of a whole." Further, Gypsy was given a new energy baton, fabricated by L-Ron based on a weapon Gypsy had devised while acting as a psychic image within his mind. She yet protested, but a holographic projection of Vandal Savage interrupted to vow revenge and detonate a bomb...
"Alive" was by Christopher Priest, Sal Velluto & Jeff Albrecht.
Monday, September 10, 2018
The Ray #0 (October, 1994)
A young African-American lad had fallen through the wreckage of the abandoned Justice League International embassy, and J'Onn J'Onzz cursed himself for leaving the matter to local authorities. Traveling underwater, he used his Martian Vision to blast through a grate, then telepathically reached out to the boy, who was startled by "W-words-- inside my head--?" and questioned the notion of a detective that could read minds. "I'm very successful." Tony was carefully secured by J'Onn, though the boy wondered about his green skin and big knot on his head. "Acne." The rescue was interrupted by the Golden Age Ray, who "telepathically" demanded to speak to J'Onzz about recruiting his son into the Justice League Task Force without first asking his consent. Martian Manhunter took the boy to safety, then confronted the invisible yet overbearing Langford "Happy" Terrill about his adult son's choices.
"I appreciate the assist, friend, but I would ask you to adjust your tone... Incidentally, what you're doing isn't exactly 'telepathy.' You're pulsing solid light energy on a low frequency, causing my bones to resonate, reproducing the sound of your voice. An interesting skill, but not telepathy."
THIS IS TELEPATHY.
"You'll note the difference." The Ray switched from verbal to physical aggression, repeatedly referring to J'Onn as "alien" as though it were a pejorative. The Ray had assumed his son had been called away by the League, and despite Martian Manhunter clarifying the matter while attempting to halt hostilities, Ray called him a coward and treated him like a liar... so the Alien Atlas threw him into a car and flew off. "I'm curious as to why you do not believe me. Then again, I can only assume prolonging a senseless destructive battle with me is easier-- than dealing with whatever's come between you and your son."
"Missing" was by Christopher Priest, Howard Porter & Robert Jones. After I started seriously collecting Martian Manhunter appearances in the late '90s, this issue was one of my earliest and favorite guest appearances to pick up. It does a great job of demonstrating J'Onn's powers, personality, and dry humor. The art gave him a Chromium Age polish rarely afforded a character who spent most of that decade drawn by artists who owed more of their style to earlier eras. A lot of J'Onn's charm is in his retro elements, so I wouldn't trade Sal Velluto's Neal Adams by way of Italy, or Eduardo Barreto's Russ Manning, or Ramon Bernado's Buscemaisms, but it was cool to see the Manhunter in the mold of an X-Men type artist every now and again. Also, while his look and influences would change mightily by the time he did JLA, I can still see a lot of Porter's future handling of the Alien Atlas in his poses here, and if nothing else, his noted enthusiasm for the character was already evident.
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Labels: 1990s, Justice League Task Force, Martian Manhunter
Friday, September 7, 2018
Justice League Task Force #20 (February, 1995)
The overloading of the charged particle field at the Crystal Palace had knocked out Triumph's powers, and the Ray was slowly losing his due to an inability to recharge. They called on Gypsy to use her illusory powers directly on Despero's telepathic third eye to create a psychic plane by which to enter his aneurysm-racked mind to find and free L-Ron. Side note: Gypsy was way hot for the human shirtless ginger mental image of L-Ron. Next, not-Despero ripped his way through the palace seeking a path to disarmament. Martian Manhunter checked in on Gypsy & L-Ron telepathically, but was already aware of how things were playing out because of his knowledge of how Triumph's powers work and how Vandal Savage thinks. Since the charged particle field made the Crystal Palace so dense that even J'Onn was unlikely to break through it, he announced that he was moving on to secondary objectives, triggering Gypsy's abandonment issues from Judgment Day. "Gypsy, there are two possible outcomes: the team survives, the team does not survive. In any case, I am of no use to you. It is, therefore, my responsibility to go where I am needed... I wish you well."
At one point, L-Ron was knocked out again, and psychic Gypsy had to kiss him awake. Triumph spied on Savage, who spoke of how Will was clearly fascinated by their similarities and what he could become if he embraced his ambitions. Vandal also noted that the JLTF was his only means of escape, so Will should stop wasting time hoping he had a secret exit. L-Ron managed to halt the self-destruct, so Savage slipped away with some of his men to pursue his next objective: murdering Miss Watkins for the attempts on his life. The JLTF arrived too late and with too little evidence or authority to arrest him for the crime. That worked out fine for Martian Manhunter, who had assumed Watkins' form to be "killed" in her place. Of course, Vandal Savage would soon detect the deception, so Watkins and her child would have to go into hiding while the JLTF braced for his ire...
"Savage Legacy Finale: Down Count" was by Christopher Priest & Mark Waid, Sal Velluto & Jeff Albrecht.
Thursday, September 6, 2018
Justice League Task Force #19 (January, 1995)
The gunman had deduced that Gypsy's powers were organic in nature, and realized that he could "see" through her apparent invisibility using technology like a handheld video camera. Gypsy had been shot in the shoulder, and left a trail of blood across stalls as she tried to evade her assailant.
L-Ron-D could see the explosion from Savage's Crystal Palace and alerted Martian Manhunter, who flew off to investigate. Despero was sent to find Gypsy, as J'Onn deduced that his entire team was under attack. Despero barged into the ladies room, creating a kink in Gypsy's plan of counterattack. Gypsy kicked her attacker in the head, but the gunman used a specialized flash bomb to blind her and "crash" L-Ron.
The Ray and Triumph contained the explosion, so no one was hurt. Leather clad foes riding hovercrafts bearing a red hourglass symbol arrived. Triumph had a plan to lure these aggressors back to the Crystal Palace to force a confrontation with Vandal Savage to prove once and for all whether he was a mastermind or a tuna sandwich. Triumph's powers briefly faltered, but Ray continued the plan without him, and havoc was wrecked at Savage's base. Worse, the intruders forced the base into a lock-down and power-up, trapping everyone inside as the palace began a self-destruct sequence. Gypsy pursued the mole gunman through a secret passageway to the sewers to confront him. However, Vandal Savage also made his way down, and snapped the neck of the gunman, shouting "Death to all traitors!" However, the gunman was the one who initiated the self-destruct and was the only person who could reverse it. Ray & Triumph exclaimed in unison, "Tuna Sandwich."
Meanwhile, the Detective Martian used the boys' mishaps as cover to dig around in Vandal Savage's offices, locating a secret lab filled with tanks of dismembered humans held in captivity as Savage's unwilling organ farm. The Sleuth from Outer Space used resources to track down an African-American woman named Watkins at her son Billy's little league game. Watkins and her son were both born with a greater strain of the x-factor that gave their immortal ancestor his special abilities. Watkins had amassed a great fortune, hiring and arming mercenaries to strike at Savage before she or her child could eventually be harvested...
"Savage Legacy · Part III: Inquisition" was by Mark Waid & Christopher Priest, Sal Velluto & Mark McKenna.
Wednesday, September 5, 2018
Justice League Task Force #18 (December, 1994)
Traveling as a group to Ohio, where Savage maintained a secret yet sprawling and opulent base, Triumph & the Ray pretended at immature squabbling while clandestinely surveilling the operation. Gypsy strained at repeatedly being left along with L-Ron/Despero, and questioned how and why she would choose to remain on a team with him. J'Onn J'Onzz passively humored Vandal Savage's biographical orations and macho posturing over his willingness to kill the Manhunter's charges over their transparent and unauthorized spying gambit.
One of Savage's average Joe office workers went rogue, trying to gun down Gypsy in a bathroom stall. Ray & Will followed an access tunnel to Cleveland, where they found highrise offices of Savage had been vandalized with a giant red hourglass symbol. Investigating the active workplace, Triumph was still trying the catch up with the master plan of the immortal. The Ray questioned, "Triumph-- what if Savage is a tuna sandwich? ...I mean, what if the guy is a lame? Y'know-- thick. A tune sandwich." Triumph protested the observation, just as he failed to listen to Ray's warning that the only locked desk drawer in Savage's office wouldn't be booby-trapped before tripping an explosive.
"Savage Legacy · Part II: The Frog And The Scorpion" was by Christopher Priest & Mark Waid, Sal Velluto & Mark McKenna.
Tuesday, September 4, 2018
Justice League Task Force #17 (November, 1994)
Philly. Mystery man: can't catch a break.
Gypsy teased "The Martian's a little too hip to fifties cop shows," and in the privacy of her room, talked to her dead parents about her friends and recent choices. "J'Onn's looking out for me. He's no you, Dad. But not for lack of trying. He's a kind man. Wise... but a little dusty on affairs of the human heart. He must know I'm mad that he drafted me onto a team with Despero..."
Numerous attempts were made on the life of Vandal Savage by a paramilitary group, so the immortal villain made his way to the JLTF for help. He kept a list of his descendants/future organ donors which had been compromised. Since the Justice League owed him a favor following "Judgment Day," and the people on his list were imperiled, he called in his marker against the heroes.
"Savage Legacy · Chapter One: Parts is Parts!" was by Mark Waid, Sal Velluto, Jeff Albrecht & Romeo Tanghal.
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Monday, September 3, 2018
Justice League Task Force #0 (October, 1994)
After the Overmaster and his Cadre's supposed "Judgment Day" upon the Earth and the crisis in time dubbed "Zero Hour," a mass of loosely affiliated heroes were left to determine what would be the future of a team claiming the title of "Justice League." Having recently led an IMF-style special missions force of metahuman agents selected on a case-by-case basis, J'Onn J'Onzz saw a more important objective to be met by a permanent roster.
As writer Mark Waid told Wizard Press in 1994's Beyond Zero Hour: A Comprehensive Look at DC Comics, "J'onn J'onzz's take is he is the only surviving member of the Justice League still with the team, and he remembers the days when there were five of them, fairly new and fairly young at what they were doing. So he recruits several young characters and essentially becomes their mentor and is teaching them the ropes of what they are doing. He recruits Gypsy, who has been a member of the team off and on for a while. He recruits the Ray, who is our only big name in Justice League Task Force, and he recruits Triumph, who is a shakeout of Zero Hour continuity that survived the Zero Hour ravages. Triumph was actually a member of the team that was to become the Justice League of America. He was there for their very first case, and because of what happened in that case there was a time blip that removed him from history. He has now been brought back into the time stream walking around going 'Hey, I was a charter member.' And no one remembers him, including John. So here is a guy who has been yanked completely out of time... He was supposed to be the first and the best in the current heroic age; that was his destiny. He was a rookie then who, because of this case, was cheated out of a chance to make a name for himself, and now when he comes back, he is still a rookie, but the world is much different."
Waid continued, "John's team has taken up residence on an island off the coast of the Carolinas. We pulled this out of my first Justice League story, which was Justice League Quarterly #5, a story in which Professor Ivo, who was the constructor of Amazo and a big robotic building, had constructed his own island... and had populated it with robots and storefronts and made his own little town. It is the perfect training ground for a bunch of young heroes because it is like their own little Hogan's Alley-- the FBI's training ground. There are all these lifeless robots running around, so there is no threat of danger, but they can really cut loose with their powers in real war situations." As J'Onn J'Onzz himself put it, "In memory of the late Ice, who cured him of his freakish grotesquerie and reformed him, he bequeathed this isle to the League. Given its wide-open setting, I believe it to be the perfect training ground for the League members of tomorrow."
Despite his cavalier attitude toward the robots of Ivotown, J'Onzz's first recruit into the new JLTF was L-Ron, formerly a sentient robot whose electronic mind had been imprinted over the brain of Despero, "the galaxy's greatest scourge." The incredibly powerful fuchsia fascist's alien body could now be re-purposed for justice. Next came Triumph, who was living in a Colorado cabin provided by J'Onzz until he could figure out life in the modern world. In Chicago, Gypsy had taken up with Bronze Tiger, and had serious misgivings about working with J'Onn again, yet still joined. In Philadelphia, the final recruit was the light-energy powered Ray.
"The Gathering" was by Mark Waid, Sal Velluto & Jeff Albrecht
Sunday, September 2, 2018
DC Comics 1993 Editorial Presentation: Justice League Task Force
I couldn't get a good scan of the art on this page, but I had better luck taking a picture, though there's some slight warping of the image as a result. I don't believe Blitz ever turned up, and the entry features a logo for the book that was discarded. Speaking of cards, do you have your membership handy?
Even the mighty Justice League needs a little extra help, sometimes. When a mission requires expertise and experience that just can't be found within the Justice League, JUSTICE LEAGUE TASK FORCE is there. Be prepared for constant surprises as the greatest heroes of the DC Universe team up for the ever-changing missions. JLTF is Mission: Impossible with super-heroes!DC Comics 1993 Editorial Presentation
Led by the Martian Manhunter and assisted by former JLA member Gypsy, Justice League Task Force uses a rotating membership drawn from inside and outside the current JL lineup, recruiting at need those heroes best suited to handle a given mission.
Structured in story arcs of varying length, JUSTICE LEAGUE TASK FORCE will have the added distinction of using different writers for each arc, a la the enormously popular BATMAN: LEGENDS OF THE DARK KNIGHT. Penciller Sal Velluto (former artist of Valiant's X-0 Manowar) and inker Jeff Albrecht (Marvel's Namor; Dark Horse's Robocop: Prime Suspect) form the regular art team for what promises to be an exciting and unique book.
Nightwing guest-stars in the first story arc, written by David Michelinie (Amazing Spider-Man), in which the Justice League Task Force tackles a power broker who has set up a drug cartel in South America. Unfortunately, the drug lords have hired some formidable protection— a nasty new super-villain called Blitz.
The Task Force coordinator is career politician Hannibal Martin, who gives orders from behind the scenes, much as Maxwell Lord does for the JLA. JLTF is accessible to new readers and free from back stories. The series also gives readers the chance to see people who may never be Justice League members interact with the group.
- Overview @ DC Bloodlines
- The Atom @ Power of the Atom
- Justice League America @ Diana Prince is the New Wonder Woman
- Justice League International @ Justice League Detroit
- The Killing Machine @ ...nurgh...
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Saturday, September 1, 2018
Twenty Years Later...
The very first post to this blog eleven years ago was a now probably all-too-familiar bit of self-mythologizing monologuing on the five year gap since my old WebTV page was active, and I did a decent timeline of events on our fourth anniversary. "Our?" Forgive the royal "we." I've had some help over the years on both of these Martian Manhunter web presences, contributing to a few dozen of the 2,777 published pieces still available online, but trust that this has mostly been a numbingly solitary affair. I managed to keep up with (mostly, with catch-ups to fill in the gaps) daily blogging from September 1, 2007-November 11, 2014, a little over seven years in total. However, give or take a half year or so, I've been doing this sort of thing with the Sleuth from Outer Space for about two decades. Forgive me for being a bit maudlin, but that's not a little depressing. Maybe that's why I only managed to knock out a paltry three posts on the month of the "tin" year. Besides, I realigned my priorities to focus on the Alien Atlas' anniversaries instead of my own, and I'm still pretty proud of the podcasts Martian Manhunter's 60th Anniversary Special, parts one and two. Ah, podcasting. That's what did the old girl in. I'd only heard a handful of the things when the primary inspiration for The Idol-Head of Diabolu blog, Rob Kelly's The Aquaman Shrine, co-launched The Fire and Water Podcast with our buddy Shag. As with the Shrine, I knew I wanted one of those too, though it took me a few years to screw up the courage to ask my friends about it (after giving up on anybody ever asking me to do one.) Truth to tell, comments were growing few and far between even then, as the golden age of blogging had already passed, but any notions of continuing a daily blog were squelched by the demands of a weekly podcast. It's worth noting that the Shrine ceased daily blogging on November 09, 2016, with a farewell post over a year later, and that was a far more accomplished and popular endeavor than I've ever had. Not to brag, but I smirked a bit while grazing old posts when I saw one commentating 100,000 page views in '09. Google currently credits the page with 1,432,231. On the one hand, it took Blogger several years before they started their count, and my original counter no longer exists, plus my own constant refreshing while editing likely accounts for 400K. Still, I guess there's something like an accomplishment in suckering a million people into glancing at your blog while stealing a piece of art from me that I borrowed from some copyrighted periodical or commissioned from an actual artist. Maybe those seven years in solitude (plus the 2-3 on WebTV) weren't a total waste... though I'd trade them all in for something creative that's mine instead of free publicity for a corporation's neglected intellectual property. Mothers, tell your children, not to do the things I've done. Anyhow, I wish I'd been drinking heavily while writing this post instead of just sounding like I had been. Point is, I'm back to daily for a little bit (One week? No more than a month, at best.) to celebrate my China year with the Martian Marvel, plus to do some scripting ahead of a crossover podcast and to motivate myself to promote original art I've cruelly had collecting dust for a long while now. By the way, if you think I had the foresight to take a screen capture of the blog on its first day, you're giving me way too much credit. I cobbled together a vague approximation of it based on the Internet Wayback Machine, Blogspot's header image album, and an early rare picture of myself lifted from old comments. A co-worker took the pic while I was wearing a white vinyl jacket, a stripper's garter as a headband, and holding a glass wand to affect a Flash Gordon vibe. I had a life before blogging, you guys.
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