Sunday, August 31, 2014

Death As a Character

March 5, 1975, somewhere in Argentina: Carlos Trillo and Guillermo Saccomanno interviewed Héctor Germán Oesterheld (Oesterheld was living underground already for political reasons; the interviewer, Saccomanno, means the characters): 
"Why do you always kill them all?
Because of that character no one really takes advantage of, which is death." 
This Blog is dangerously becoming monographic, but a Blog is a log, after all, and I write about what interests me at any particular moment. The day my focus turns elsewhere my posts will change accordingly, of course... That said I feel more and more that, maybe, I should be writing in Spanish because Oesterheld's work will never be published in any English speaking country. I don't do it in the hope that many (yeah, right!) readers talking many languages (Spanish included) understand our modern (and post-modern) Latin.

The fact that no English speaking country will ever publish Oesterheld's work is yet another symptom that comics are not an art form like all the others. Even in today's barbarian times it's a bit unthinkable (but is it, really?) that an English speaking country wouldn't publish Kafka or Proust. Worst than that though: excluding El Eternauta [the Eternaut], for political, more that artistic or literary reasons, Oesterheld's work isn't even published (reprinted) in Argentina (Where's Randall, where's Sgt. Kirk, where's Bull Rockett, where's the complete Ernie Pike, Amapola Negra, Ticonderoga, Mort Cinder, 'Loco' Sexton in a restored fac-simile edition with good production values?)

Anyway... I started this post quoting Oesterheld himself talking about the death of his secondary characters and the death of his protagonists even (like Randall in the series "Randall, 'the Killer'"). In highly formulaic action stories the bad guys are always awful shooters while the hero kills twenty with a slug. Oesterheld couldn't go against that completely, of course, because he worked, after all, in a commercial context, but he could (and did) minimize the unconvincing parts of the formula. He used a few strategies to do that: the most important, because it has ethical consequences, was to avoid (again, not completely) Manicheism; another one explained his protagonist's victory with said protagonist's intelligence, rather than violent inclinations; the death of the good guys was another one (in a war no one is safe). His masterpiece, according to strategies one and three (it's not even a pop story, in my humble opinion) is "Amapola Negra - 'Black Poppy'." But "Amapola Negra" and "Ernie Pike" were published in Oesterheld's own Editorial Frontera (and so was "Randall"), which meant that he had more freedom to do whatever he pleased...

I'm not talking about Editorial Frontera here, though. The examples that I show below (besides the great death of Randall) are part of Oesterheld's career outside of his publishing house: in Abril and Columba (early to mid 1950s and early to mid 1970s).

  
Héctor Germán Oesterheld (w), Hugo Pratt (a), Stefan Strocen (c), "El Sargento Kirk: El pais de los Mungos" [Mungo Country], Editorial Abril, Misterix # 353, July 7, 1955. "El pais de los Mungos" found the trio in a creative state of grace. It was in 1955 that Hugo Pratt found his later style and Stefan Strocen reached a peak in his work for Misterix.

I'm not completely sure, but I think that Dinard's death above may very well be the first disappearance of a main character in Oesterheld's oeuvre. It's interesting how Corto (yes, exactly like in Corto Maltese) deflates the drama. A fight was going on and they didn't have the time to stop and mourn. Here's what Corto said after Maha gave him the news of Dinard's death: "Good for him. What can a man want more than to die as he lived?"


Héctor Germán Oesterheld (w), José Luis Garcia López (a), I don't know who the colorist was, "Roland el Corsario: Algo más que un reino" [something more than a kingdom], Columba, Fantasía # 236, January 1974.

Columba was a traditional highly commercial publishing house. Oesterheld ended up working there because he needed to put bread on the table. However, he was such a towering figure (the writer of El Eternauta, no less) that his editors and publishers gave him some creative autonomy. That's why he could kill off some of the characters, as seen above. 

Below, the poetic death of Randall...


Héctor Germán Oesterheld (w), Arturo del Castillo (a), I don't know who the letterer was, "Randall, 'the Killer': Jinetes vengadortes" [vengeful riders], Editorial Frontera, Hora Cero Suplemento Semanal # 28, December 3, 1958. Here's what's in the captions in the three last panels: "It was then that the vital spring that tied him to life yielded. / Because of his efforts blood spurted from his reopened wound. The red lymph mixed with the recently stirred dirt... / ...and continued to run down, as if seeking to warm up the already freezing bosom of Martine."


Milton Caniff, "Terry and the Pirates", News Syndicate, the death and burial of Raven Sherman in three consecutive daily strips: October 15 - 17, 1941.

Readers reacted strongly against the death of both Randall and Raven Sherman. So much so that Oesterheld had to resurrect his character and MIlton Caniff never repeated such a stunt again. "Terry and the Pirates" was a mediocre juvenile adventure strip during the 1930s. It improved a bit during WWII, but, besides some good qualities (Caniff's female characters, Burma and Hu Shee especially, and some interesting story arcs - the excellence of the art and the colorful language aren't even worth mentioning) it never surpassed, if I remember correctly, stereotyping (Connie is overtly racist) and Manichean formulas. He explained very well why he killed Raven though (it's reason number 3):  
"Ever after that if somebody in the strip became ill or hurt or hit by a car or thrown off the back of a truck, the reader knew - well, Jesus, he killed off Raven Sherman, and now he's going to kill off this character. That's the real reason for doing it, to put credibility in there, instead of - oh, well, he'll get out of it somehow or come back to life or something. Soap opera stuff."


Saturday, August 30, 2014

A Quick Note From Seth

In a private correspondence with Seth he pointed out that the stairs I mention below are two different sets of stairs because those are two different houses. I stand duly corrected.

Saturday, August 23, 2014

Héctor Germán Oesterheld: A Desinformação Continua, Também Em Portugal

Na barbárie em que irremediavelmente megulhámos no século XXI a banda desenhada só é falada nos meios de comunicação de massas pelas piores razões. A regra é simples: só se fala do que vende... e a banda desenhada pura e simplesmente não vende. A não ser que esteja ligada ao cinema (e se for ao cinema comercial, tanto melhor...).

É por isso que o mais do que medíocre Sin City da mais do que medíocre dupla Rodriguez / Miller faz hoje capa da revista "Actual" do jornal Expresso. (Excurso retrospectivo: Sábado, 1 de Dezembro de 1990, "Expresso, a Revista", pp. 103-R a 106-R: "João Bénard da Costa: Dos Filmes e da Vida" - quando neste semanário ainda se falava de cinema a sério; há muito tempo, portanto...)

Mas não é para falar disto, que só merece o meu desprezo e o meu silêncio, que escrevo estas linhas. É que quem de direito lembrou-se de que, afinal, Sin City começou por ser uma série de banda desenhada (na revista Dark Horse Presents da editora Dark Horse, já agora...) e resolveu activar o seu há muito desactivado crítico de banda desenhada de serviço (ou deveria escrever: "crítico de BD"?), João Paiva Boléo. O texto deste é reverente quanto baste para com os patrões, mas não deixa, felizmente, de mencionar o voyeurismo e a violência que não têm nada de gratuito, antes indicam uma ideologia machista e de extrema direita.

Mas, passons, como disse e repito Sin City só merece o meu desprezo e o meu silêncio. Onde João Paiva Boléo borra a pintura é na última frase onde cita "Alack Sinner" (Muñoz e Sampayo), "Corto Maltese" (H. Pratt) e "Mort Cinder" (A. Breccia). A. Breccia? A sério? E porque carga de água é que "Alack Sinner" é, e bem, de Muñoz e Sampayo enquanto "Mort Cinder" é de A. Breccia? E Oesterheld, onde está? Os críticos de banda desenhada europeus teimam não só em não reconhecer o maior argumentista da história da banda desenhada (campo restrito) como tal, mas, pior: por uma estranha razão (a que Ugo Pratt está longe de ser alheio) tendem a obliterá-lo completamente e a despossuí-lo daquilo que genial e genuinamente criou.


Héctor Germán Oesterheld (e), Alberto Breccia (d), Misterix # 719, 24 de Agosto de 1962.

Saturday, August 16, 2014

On Stagecoaches and Indian Attacks, Again! Can the Indians Attack a Stagecoach Successfully In a Sea of Eurocentric Mass Media Formulaic Products?...

...They can, at the hands of a truly great writer like James Edgar. If the result of the attack was drawn by a truly great artist like Tony Weare, it's the icing on top of the cake!


James Edgar (w), Tony Weare (a), "Shannon Gunfighter," published in the [London] Evening News on October 19,1961 (Photo by 
Jorge Machado-Dias).


A repro made in Italy (why did they change the caption place, though?...), Matt Marriott di Tony Weare [no need for the scriptwriter's name to appear, of course! Sigh!...], Edizioni Camillo Conti, November 1978.

Saturday, August 9, 2014

Stagecoach: a Quick Note


The least we can say is that John Ford was faithful to his movie sites. Monument Valley comes immediately to mind, of course, but what about Beale's Cut?


John Ford (d), Bert Glennon (p), Stagecoach, Walter Wanger, 1939.


John Ford (d), George Scott (p), Straight Shooting, Universal, 1917.


John Ford (d), George Schneiderman (p), The Iron Horse, Fox, 1924. Beale's Cut is "playing" Brandon's Pass.

Here's an interesting site about the Cut as a filming location.

Friday, August 8, 2014

Héctor Germán Oesterheld's Swipe FIle - Part 2

I continue to notice how John Ford's films influenced Héctor Germán Oesterheld's scripts for some of "Sgt. Kirk"'s sequences. A rhetorical question comes to my mind, though: was it possible, in 1953, to avoid John Ford's influence when depicting Indians attacking a stagecoach? It was, at least if we are talking about different media like film and comics. In this post I will compare Hugo Pratt's panels with frames from Stagecoach, but, first, let's compare Pratt with Pratt:


Héctor Germán Oesterheld (w) and Hugo Pratt (a), "Rastros de fuego" [fire tracks], Misterix # 238, April 10, 1953 (page 72 of the series).


Héctor Germán Oesterheld (w) and Hugo Pratt (a): the same panel as published in the Portuguese version of the Mondadori album (Originally published in Sgt. Kirk # 5, November, 1967).

As you can see the 1967 version is a lot more cramped than the 1953 one (somehow the stagecoach travels faster in the first example: the rocks and the panel border on the left squeeze it in the second version). The tree on the right side of the panel helps to underline what Oesterheld wrote on the caption (once again, said caption was completely destroyed by Pratt in his Sgt. Kirk version): 
As a matter of fact, appearing as if from inside a surprise box...
On the other hand in John Ford's sequence the entrance of the Apaches isn't half as spectacular (see below):


John Ford (d), Bert Glennon (p), Stagecoach, Walter Wanger, 1939.

During the attack John Ford (d), Otto Lovering (e), Dorothy Spencer (e), Walter Reynolds (e), do cross-cuttings between the interior and the exterior of the stagecoach. Oesterheld and Pratt do cross-cuttings between the attack (we never see the stagecoach's interior) and Maha, Kirk, and five more Tchatogas, who are watching from a distance (they participate in the action at the end, when the stagecoach reaches them). 

Hugo Pratt drew a couple more spectacular images of the chase (see below):


Héctor Germán Oesterheld (w) and Hugo Pratt (a), "Rastros de fuego" [fire tracks], Misterix # 238, April 10, 1953 (page 74 of the series).


John Ford (d), Bert Glennon (p), Stagecoach, Walter Wanger, 1939.

As we can see in the film frame above, the image loses readability because of the dust. John Ford chose a flat, but dusty land to film. Not being (much, anyway) constrained by the laws of physics, Pratt didn't eliminate dust, but he controlled it as he pleased...
To avoid the dust John Ford also filmed with the camera shooting ahead of the stagecoach:


                          John Ford (d), Bert Glennon (p), Stagecoach, Walter Wanger, 1939.


In both the film and the comic, Indians fall:


Héctor Germán Oesterheld (w) and Hugo Pratt (a), "El brujo blanco" [the white wizard], Misterix # 239, April 17, 1953 (page 77 of the series).


 John Ford (d), Bert Glennon (p), Stagecoach, Walter Wanger, 1939.

In the two examples above there's a subtle difference though: the profile shot is neutral (even if we know that the plot is on the deffenders' side); the front shot below puts the viewers on the stagecoach travellers' place (the Apaches are unequivocally, "the other threatening us").

Maybe the most famous shot in this Stagecoach sequence is the extreme low angle in which the camera was put in a hole (see below):



 John Ford (d), Bert Glennon (p), Stagecoach, Walter Wanger, 1939.

Someone should explain this to me though: the Indians don't shoot one of the horses pulling the stagecoach why exactly? It would effectively and easily stop it in a complete disaster. I don't know who said that in a bad story everybody is stupid (Peter David?). 

Thursday, July 24, 2014

Pamphlets and Graphic Novels: Seth's Clyde Fans (A Case Study) - Coda

Seth was interviewed in 2006 for the POV website. Here's what he said at the time:

Seth: I am plowing ahead with the second part of my book Clyde Fans. I hope to have a good chunk of it done by the end of this year and the whole book hopefully finished up in another year after that (with luck).

Eight years later it is safe to say that we were out of luck in 2007. We're still out of luck in 2014. 
A graphic novel that's a work in progress for the last seventeen years (and counting) may present some inconsistencies in style (artists evolve, of course; or, in this case, regress). To see if it happened let's perform a little experiment:


Seth, "Clyde Fans: Part One," page 4, Palookaville # 10, Drawn & Quarterly, April 1997.


Seth, "Clyde Fans: Part Four," page 44, Palooka Ville # 21, September 2013. 

Looking at the two pages above I'm tempted to just say: judge for yourself! The differences are glaring and they aren't flattering for the Seth of 2013, far from it... 

The difference in the character's age is explained because the first page occurs in 1997 and the second one is set in 1975, so, the Abe Matchcard of 2013 is younger than the Abe Matchcard of 1997. No prob there.

Seth became more cartoony in time: Abe's body is more realistically proportioned in 1997 than in 1975. Maybe he grew up, but I doubt it. The attention to detail gives life to the set in 1997 being just a minimalistic void in 1975. This isn't bad, per se, of course. I'm just pointing inconsistencies out. 


Talking about inconsistencies, compare the stairs in the above panel (page 7 of "Clyde Fans: Part One") with the supposedly same stairs in Part Four. The stairs in Palooka Ville # 21 aren't even well drawn.

But what shocks me the most is the quality of the line (or lack thereof). The shading is also a lot better in the former example. Not to mention the beige color of the paper (a lot better than the white of Palooka Ville # 21 in my humble opinion). 

Judging from what appears in Palooka Ville # 21 (two more stories: the awfully drawn "Rubber Stamp Diary" and "Nothing Lasts" - ditto) Seth is more used to sketch in his sketchbooks these days than to calmly sit down and draw comics pages as they should be done. I know that we all need to pay our bills and the only comics that put real bred on the table are bad comics, but if an artist dedicates her or himself to greener pastures (illustration, for instance) the toll to pay is the creation of second rate work. Art is too demanding to be done in our spare time. 

Clyde Fans will be a masterpiece? I'm not so sure now... It could have been, if finished many years ago, methinks...