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I think I've been at least entertained - if not more - by every professionally published thing I've ever read from Ellis. That is utterly sad, yes it is. But, true.
I just pulled out 'Dark Blue' a couple hours ago, and damned if that wasn't a helluva thing. With a lovely name for his protagonist. And last month, I reread some of his 'Hellstorm' and 'Excalibur' from back in the day. Stumbling, sometimes editorially hampered and manipulated ('weregirl' and whatnot), but the impetus is there and so, too, the magick Ellis habit of trying to get his characters in ensemble pieces hooked up and laid in short order.
Reading those 'Excalibur' issues, it becomes all too clear that most superhero books? Nobody ever actually dates anyone, and if you date, like Peter Parker and Gwen Stacy, there will be no sex. You get to pick one person and pine for them for three hundred issues. Then, you shack up, and there can be no one else. When there is someone else, people scream from the bleachers about how Scott and Jean are meant for each other and... yeah.
Reread all the currently out 'Planetary' and it ran remarkably smooth. I like the alternate considerations that come in small packets like 'Red' and that Ellis has latched onto a notion of simple but not stupid. What we call stupid fun, something like 'NextWave' isn't, really - it's very simply laid out, but there's obviously some thought going in from the creative end. Same with those apparatchik singles from so short ago. Simple presentation of things that have been seriously engineered and articulated.
And, to be honest, the standard Ellis tics don't bug me as they do so many. Chainsmoking, harddrinking bastard cynic with a heart o' gold who moans on about coffee and threatens physical violence to randomly interfering other-characters? I know more of these than I do, say, Peter Parkers and Selina Kyles.
Two words on why Ellis' works work for me: defiant optimism. It's the core of nearly every piece.
And the strange feeling of looking at a mirror every time he gave Moira McTaggert some panel-time, with her shit instant coffee and houseful of non-rule-abiding permanently visiting friends, as it were. |
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