|Antepenultimate & Penultimate. (1, 2)
||[Jan. 7th, 2013|07:42 am]
The Invisibles Volume Five: Counting to None by Grant Morrison, Phil Jimenez & John Stokes.
The Invisibles Volume Six: Kissing Mister Quimper by Grant Morrison, et al.
the most true piece of magic
in all of these books.
The Knight of Diamonds
Keeping the Hand of Glory,
with sword & slapstick.
You know, I can't help but note that Ragged Robin is 33 in 2012. I was 33 for the 13th Baktun, so...that is an interesting perspective on The Invisibles. Reading about "the near future" from the lens of the past is always funny; maybe I should do a series of predictions, just to see how wrong I am in ten years. Except The Invisibles is idealistic; you could easily make a cynical future prediction by saying something about how nothing will change. I don't mean idealistic as in, the future is rainbows & happiness, but rather, that the future is weird & that big technological advances in things like nanites would "change everything." I mean-- we all walk around with little touchscreen computers in our pockets & the economy is ruined, but things aren't that much different than 2000, you know? Anyhow, I liked these! By this point Morrison has figured out what he's "doing" with the series. Sometimes everything's resolution is a little deus ex machina, but by & large I'm happy to be along for the ride. I don't have a lot of critical thought to say about this: it is weird to read while playing Assassin's Creed III since it has a lot of the same struggles, Control & Freedom. & also, time travel, come to think of it. I maintain my position that this & Morrison's run on JLA are the twin strands of DNA for All-Star Superman, which is where I think Morrison's writing really is elevated to be something special. & like I said: I really like the Flapper Kali.