2016 really kicked the popular notion of what comics are in the teeth; high fantasy, history, fashion bloggers, cat loving Cthulu-like aliens, feminists, and voodoo. I woke up one morning (afternoon, actually) in January, and demanded to be taken to the nearest comic book store. It’s mildly intimidating and not an overly welcoming community, but it was so worth it.
While this list is far from a complete list, these were the ones that really slapped me in the face. I know from talking to other people that the DC Rebirth comics really held their own, Bitch Planet slayed the masses, and Marvel made everyone fall in love with a little Squirrel Girl. I just didn’t happen to read any of those (although I do actually own Bitch Planet…it’s on the list).
So with that disclaimer, these are the best of the ones I have read…
Tank Girl, the obsession of every bad little girl from the 80s and 90s. If you don’t know what I’m talking about, go educate yourself immediately before I revoke your “cool girl” card! Go grab the first book (or the whole shabam) and get acquainted with Lori Petty’s perfect movie version. Thank me later.
It’s a smaller day for me and I’m super friggin’ grateful. Some of my series are wrapping up too. Always bittersweet; ultimately it saves me money but it’s the end. I always hold off on reading the last one for months. I just now read the last Limbo. I’m definitely doing a whole post for that comic. It is hands down one of my all-time favourite comics. Caspar Wijngaard is an artistic genius. Mmmf. So good.
This whole ‘Netflix & Chill’ thing irks me. What if I actually want to chill? Will Netflix forever be a prelude to something…else? What if I told you that there is a world of chilling that involves nothing more than your oil-free thumb, the ability to read, and a love of leotards? There is.
More girls should like comic books. They’re fun to read and sometimes beautifully inspiring to look at. I’ve always been an avid reader of mildly intimidating tomes. I kind of shrugged off comics as fuel for big budget summer blockbusters. WRONG! There is so much more to comics than superheroes. They can be sad, fantastical, empowering, or even infuriating. Just like a real book, they put you through a whole gamut of emotions.
Now about those leotards. They’re great to wear to achieve that “perfectly tucked shirt” look but what about for wearing less and staying in more? The preferred garb of superheroes the world over is the new secret weapon and comfy to boot. Whether you’re queen of your own personal snuggle palace or being a saucy vixen, they’ve got you covered. (Even Kanye couldn’t resist their cool in the new Yeezy collection. But that’s a post for another day.)
I haven’t been in the comic book groove for very long. I literally woke up and asked to visit the local comic book shop. End of story. No idea why. It was like I had an epiphany in a dream. Some nerdy deity shook some sense into me, I had a vision, and the rest is history.
DC, Marvel, and other typical superheroes aren’t my cup of tea. They bore me. Not sure why as I love, love, love the movies. In comic books I tend to steer clear though. It might have something to do with the fact that they’re franchises with histories, snobs, and an entire mythos built around them. It’s intimidating to just jump in all willy-nilly. Enter Graphic India.