THE STRANGE CASE OF HARLEEN AND HARLEY (2024)

As alluded to by the title and the cover, THE STRANGE CASE OF HARLEEN AND HARLEY from writer Melissa Marr (WICKED LOVELY) and Jenn St-Onge (JEM & THE MISFITS) tackles Robert Lewis Stevenson’s DR. JEKYLL AND MR. HYDE via an alternate young adult take on one Harleen Quinzel.

Harleen and her family — her mother, her criminal associate dad, and her younger sister and older brother Miri and Joey — are exiled from Gotham to the suburbs.

During a brief break-up with one Pamela Isley, Harleen became entangled with a dude named Bernie who straight-up murders a schoolmate for making fun of Harleen. Bernie is jailed, and Harleen and family pay the price by association in more ways than one.

Sidelined, her father is having a hard time paying the bills. Due to court-appointed probation, Harleen drive. Without car access, she can’t get a job. No job means no money to pay her gym coach.

No gym coach, no training.

No training, no college scholarship.

Reunited and joyriding with Pam, Harleen spots a billboard for Hawthorne Biomedical Laboratory, who pay volunteers for medical experiments. Even better? One of the experiments studies the effects of a new anti-anxiety medication, giving Harleen hope for a respite from her crippling anxiety.

The meds relieve her anxiety far too well. After each dose she becomes the far more gregarious, hedonistic, risk-taking, and fast-talking Harley Quinn. Pam immediately notices, impressed, stating: “You seem different. […] You don’t feel like ‘Harleen’ tonight.”

Matters escalate, including Harley freeing lab animals from Hawthorne with Pam, who Harley names “Ivy” because “I like how your arms feel wrapped around me.” Harley riles up a prison riot. Harley discovers that, thanks to the experimental drugs, Pamela blooms into Poison Ivy. (Couldn’t resist.) Also? Harley starts running criminal errands for one Jack Napier.

(If you know that name, you know and, no, you do not have to worry. If that name is new to you? You also don’t have to worry about it!)

In adapting JEKYLL + HYDE, Marr ditches the classic Harleen/Harley chemical transformation story in favor of emphasizing continuous duality, as opposed to kicking Harleen to the curb via a one-time traumatic incident.

While STRANGE CASE adheres pretty closely to JEKYLL + HYDE with the serums, as Harleen + Jekyll have similar changed character traits of hedonism and moral ambiguity in tandem with escalating doses, it doesn’t go as far as to mirror murderous impulses.

In fact, I’d go as far as to say that Marr’s context of the serum being a functioning anti-anxiety drug with severe side-effects mirrors some cases where anti-depressants are prescribed for those with bipolar and anxiety disorders. For example, as I can attest to, SSRIs can ease anxiety but can also cause pronounced and frequent stages of mania or hypomania.

In other words: the same side-effects that turn Harleen into Harley.

When I was misdiagnosed and prescribed SSRIs, the same fucking thing happened to me, even down to being described as “not acting like myself”. Like with Harley + Harleen in this text, the side-effects can have their positive attributes but, ultimately, the cure can be more destructive than the condition.

That duality was eventually rectified and to see that journey reflected here — and for youths that may be reading STRANGE CASE and may have to endure something similar — is not something I expected from a Harley work, even if Harley is often a wellspring of meditations on mental health.

(A brief aside: It’s worth noting that this Harleen/Harley is one of the few characterizations where she doesn’t seem to have ADHD.)

I do not mean to give short shrift to the visual stylings of Jenn St-Onge and Lea Caballero, as well as colorist Jeremy Lawson and letterer Luca Gattoni! The line work contracts and expands, occasionally appears harried and sketchy, then might pool together in swirls and curls, such as with one Mucha-inspired tableau. There’s Harleen’s chipped and worn nail polish — a visual testament to her anxiety — that I always appreciate. Additionally, the diamond pupils are a damn fine touch.

Lawson’s colors give a point-of-view glow, green bleeding into red when Harley and Ivy are together, predominantly darker greens and purples when Napier is overseeing matters. The defined shadows cast about the frame emphasize St-Onge’s verve and extremely welcome. Gattoni’s words anchor the page, exuberant but only distracting when they should be.

If I have one complaint about STRANGE CASE, it’s that Pamela is severely backgrounded. While this is first-and-foremost a Harley Quinn story, Pamela goes through a lot, what with Harleen’s distance and legal woes, the domestic abuse in the Isley family, the superpowers she gains from a company she wants to take down that may or may not be temporary, it feels like there should have been more or less going on there. I would love to have Marr and St-Onge return to tell the story from Pam’s perspective.

However, that’s simply a case of wanting more of a good thing. Like HARLEY QUINN: BREAKING GLASS, THE STRANGE CASE OF HARLEEN AND HARLEY is another exceptional offering from the DC’s Young Adult imprint, and I can’t to see what’s next.

DC PRIDE 2024 #1 (2024)

Author’s Note

A brief note: DC PRIDE 2024 takes place in the contemporary DC universe, the details and machinations of which I am largely unaware, so my apologies if some of the specifics below are incorrect!


DC has been releasing their DC PRIDE queer anthologies since 2001, predominantly to celebrate Pride month but also to extoll the efforts of comic book creatives to broaden the spectrum of those behind the masks, to help inspire and comfort all, especially teens.

The latest iteration of these — DC PRIDE 2024 — features the gamut of familiar young queer tales: portrayals of seeking comfortable spaces, finding belonging, having altruistic mentors or guides, celebrations of ‘ordinary day in a queer superhuman’s life’, facing persecution from bigots and homophobic and religious zealots and so on.

A few examples:

Gretchen Felker-Martin’s words and Claire Roe’s angular pens detail coupled-up Poison Ivy and Janet from HR navigate a planetary package pick-up that goes sideways when they encounter universe-hopping fundamentalist hate mongers!

Steel awkwardly attends her ex — Traci 13 — Pride party! Writer Jamila Rowser and artist Oneill Jones drag John Constantine into the drama!

Jarrett Williams and DJ Kirkland give a glimpse into an afternoon with Jon Kent (the new Superman), Ray (the new Ray)and friends as they roam around A-Town! (I can’t help but think of my Chicago current neighborhood Andersonville, affectionally called Aville.)

And others that are also noteworthy — including Al Ewing scripting some combative fun and downtime relaxing for Starman — but you can discover them for yourself.

There’s little something for everyone, all energetically and vibrantly told via DC characters young and old. I especially enjoyed how each pin-up is spaced through the anthology to sequentially comprise the colors of Pride flag. It’s a great book to hand to any teens that may appreciate some solace that, while sometimes couched in fantasy, is still grounded.

(I will note that, if you aren’t up-to-date with some of the more modern characters, you may find yourself somewhat lost due to the number of new-to-you heroes as often there aren’t enough pages to catch you up, but just roll with it!)

However, if you’re older and have encountered many of these narratives before, they can begin to feel a bit well-worn. While I certainly appreciate these endeavors, enthrall in the imagination and deft artwork and writerly craft, and am thankful that others will find comfort in them, it’s the reflective stories that resonate with me more, and why Phil Jimenez’s auto-biographical contribution SPACES particularly struck me.

If you aren’t familiar with Phil Jimenez’s work, he’s a long-time DC artist and writer and a comic book fan even longer. He even came out publicly for the first time via his mini-series TEMPEST.

SPACES features Jimenez recounting his youth, young him all full of imagination and yearning for idyllic and fantastical islands that were bewildering but comforting. It was Paradise Island, full of characters from WONDER WOMAN including an absolutely wild Hippolyta, but also detached from the isle of Themyscrira. It was a place of joy and weirdness, where Amazon women rode huge rabbits and everything and everyone was unbridled. (Well, except for the rabbits.)

In time, Jimenez finds himself drawing WONDER WOMAN, then penning her and drawing Themyscrira and he gets to revel in the spaces and utopian ideals that inspired him so. As time goes on, the utopias shift and change, and he changes with them in the ways that life shapes us all, how the spaces are pieced together shift, and how you look at them and live within them changes over time.

All of the above? Conveyed in under ten pages.

It’s also worth noting that alongside DC PRIDE 2024, DC has released another Pride anthology, one extolling much-missed Rachel Pollack and her contributions to the DC universe. The anthology — DC PRIDE: A CELEBRATION OF RACHEL POLLACK — includes a story from her DOOM PATROL run, as well as THE GEEK one-shot she did with Mike Allred, all in one convenient place!

DC PRIDE 2024 #1 is available via your local comic book store or can be digitally purchased through all of the normal online storefronts.

If you want to read more? The prior DC PRIDE anthologies are available through DC’s website with a free DC Universe account!

DC PRIDE 2021

DC PRIDE 2022

DC PRIDE 2023

Addendum

I will admit that, given that I bought the Babs Tarr variant cover of DC PRIDE 2024 featuring Harley and Ivy glowing in each others arms, I was really looking forward to a somewhat older Harlivy ‘be gay do crimes’ lark. While we do get a Harley and Ivy tale, it’s a preview of the upcoming Y/A graphic novel THE STRANGE CASE OF HARLEEN AND HARLEY. It’s not exactly what I had expected, but enjoyable nonetheless!

HARLEY QUINN: THE ANIMATED SERIES – Season Four (2023)

As always, I will never, ever shut up about Harley Fuckin’ Quinn.

Historically, fourth seasons of shows are lackluster; the writers are often running on fumes and have done all they set out to do. Producers either bring in new blood or the show gets canceled. The best example of this is probably ANGEL whose fourth season was abusive and very problematic and, from a writerly or viewer perspective, very fucking boring and insulting. However the fifth (and final) season was fucking gangbusters, partially due to the smart and comedic injection from THE TICK’s Ben Edlund. (Yes, I do have a Puppet Time Angel puppet.)

This is not the case with HARLEY QUINN: THE ANIMATED SERIES.

Look: I love every season of this show. I endlessly rewatch it; probably too much. It has been one of the most affecting shows I’ve seen in years, and I realize that’s incredibly embarrassing to say about a show that has its roots in a Joker sidekick dressed like a clown.

(I’ll note that, after she quit the traditional harlequin get-up, I’ve never thought of her as looking clown-ish — especially in THE SUICIDE SQUAD — but I am goth and routinely paint my face and have an actual Harley BIRDS OF PREY armband tattoo on my right arm, so who am I to say?)

That said, my favorites are the first season and the Valentines Day special (which I will now only refer to the V-Day special) which bridges the third and fourth season. As I’ve previously posted, one episode from the first season moved me so much that, thanks to my wife, I have a watercolor recreation of a scene. I love the V-Day episode because it’s so honest and heartfelt and they really lean in on the ancillary characters while also paying tribute to WHEN HARRY MET SALLY which …is something I never expected to type.

The fourth season is incredible. It is one hell of a wildly high-concept swing that also manages to weave so many emotions and romantic interactions between Harley and Ivy, while also conveying the push-and-pull and combativeness that comes with relationships.

It is so tightly plotted!

Also, Harles and Ives go to the fucking moon!

NORA FREEZE: “Shit, I hope the clouds don’t have a gag reflex!”

I swear, Nora is the most underrated character on this show. She is the fucking hedonistic worst and — like everyone on this show, so fucking trauma-laden — which also means? I fucking love her!

They also recreate Michelangelo’s iconic Pieta. I will not spoil how.

And the rapport between Harley and Batgirl, and Batgirl’s neediness? So hilariously sweaty.

OH! And Ivy as — as Lex Luthor puts it — is now a ‘she-e-o’! The writers know how to advance their characters while never losing track of the spirit of the show.

The in-jokes are amazing but never get in the way of the story, and I am positive I missed a number of them just because I haven’t been reading many mainstream comics as of late.

Oh, and not to spoil matters but Harley finds a moral equilibrium. As Amanda Conner put it when interviewed about her BIRDS OF PREY work: Harley is an anti-villain, which I think just about every misfit can identify with.

One minor hint as to where season five — as apparently there will be a season five — will go: Gotham City Sirens! Personally I wish it were the Gang of Harleys but I’ll take what I can get.

I implore you to watch this fucking show. It’s heartfelt, it’s hilarious, it’s smutty, it’s kind; it is the total package and I cannot fucking wait for the fifth season.

HARLEY: “Strap yourself in for more sex, more drama, and more Bane! …being Bane.

“And also? More Harlivy! Like, a lot more because you weirdos are kinda obsessed with us.

“Anyway! Love ya! Byeee!”

(I love the ‘Anyway’ tag, because? Well, I don’t want to further spoil matters, but that is definitely a nod to a Bane exchange in the V-Day special.)

RIDDLER: “…does anyone know that?”

BANE: “They do now!”

HARLEY: “Jugs out! Rugs out!”

Goddamn myself and this show are two hella pieces of filth.

THE INFINITE WAIT (2012)

I fucking love Julia Wertz.

She was an absolute fuck-up that eventually found her way. She’s so smart, so sarcastic, so cynical, so quippy and so filthy and I am absolutely here for it.

I’m still an absolute fuck-up and I can relate to all the above except for perhaps being smart, and I’m hardly the talent she is, but I can’t help but identify with her as I am totally screwed up and, like her, make no qualms about it while also realizing? That is not a great thing! (Like her, I’m trying to course-correct, but that will be a very long journey and it sucks but that’s life.)

I previously wrote about her most recent work: IMPOSSIBLE PEOPLE: A COMPLETELY AVERAGE RECOVERY STORY. I am not sure how I missed out on THE INFINITE WAIT given I’d been reading her THE FART PARTY webcomic for years and years, but apparently? I did.

Better late than never!

THE INFINITE WAIT made me glow. I had a smile — a really fucking stupid grin — on my face the entire time I read it, which was within a day.

This work details a wide swath of her life, from when she was a child to graduating from college, and all of the jobs — mostly restaurant work and, as someone who has worked in the industry, wow that hit hard — and all of the messiness in-between. It is purely autobiographical but also? One hell of a lark, albeit at her own expense, but it is a very singular work about a very distinct person.

I’ve previously noted that artistically, her work is so effective and expressive, but what really shines here? Her relationships and brutal honesty, especially with her brother. There’s a camaraderie and earnestness there that I envy, and it’s so whip-smart and fun and nakedly true.

I loved every part of THE INFINITE WAIT, but especially reveled in the final part — the shortest facet of the work — which focuses on her fascination and absorption with her local library and reading which, again, I absolutely, 100% relate to. Hell, I even wrote a post about my own local library.

It’s not often I read a comic or graphic novel that resonates so much for me, but this? Yes. I even read it with a faux-library card bookmark without even realizing that the final chapter was all about her library! (That’s how much of a nerd I am.)

She is someone I wholeheartedly admire and aspire to be as a person.

So, please! Support her! You will not regret it! Her works are fun as fucking hell, while also so goddamn substantial! And she swears as much as I do, for better or for worse!

You can acquire a copy via Wertz’s website!

HARLEY QUINN & POISON IVY (2021)

As in typical Harley fashion: I’m unintentionally reading these works all out-of-order. Also, a reminder: I will never, ever shut up about Harley Fuckin’ Quinn, even if the work is mostly Poison Ivy-centric.

I certainly should have read this before I read G. Willow Wilson’s current POISON IVY run, as there’s a lot that dovetails and reflects on it.

There’s a lot of dissonance, a lot of loss, a lot of weird shit, and a lot of frustration and anger.

However, almost all of that is via Ives.

Harley is a reactionary, bolstering voice here. This is Ivy’s tale, and it’s a messy one and has her reckoning with her past and Harley trying to back her up, but …not exactly able to do so.

What makes Harley & Ivy’s relationship special and significant — especially in the world of mainstream ‘superhero’ comics — is that they fundamentally understand each other. Both have been victims, mentally and physically changed by their abuser. Those changes exacerbated their features and, at times? Harles and Ives are like oil and water, and that is the case here.

Ivy is hellbent on revenge, not just on Floronic Man/Jason Woodrue — the monster who mutated her — but humanity in general. Harley is trying to repent for her prior ways and being a better person for humanity.

Like I said: oil and water.

Harley mostly rolls with Ivy’s plan because she’s ride-or-die, but the relationship is often discordant.

Jody Houser’s script is cutting and dodges when I thought it would weave — there’s one reveal later on in that made me question, well, everything — and the artwork, mostly via Adriana Melo (except when it isn’t) is strikingly focused on close-ups of everyone’s faces and reactions, giving an almost Ingmar Bergman type of intimacy.

As Ivy would like? This series is her world, and we’re just about to be torn asunder.

BLACK CANARY Vol. 4: ‘Kicking and Screaming’ & ‘New Killer Star’ (2015-2016)

To be blunt: I bought this new (at the time), kinda weird all alt-band take on Black Canary solely because Annie Wu was on art duty. I’ve been following Wu since the heyday of tumblr and her kinetic linework, energetic and engaging layouts, and her savvy sense of fashion are unparalleled.

It also helps that her interest in goth-chic dress is absolutely, 100% in alignment with mine.

I, well, I haven’t really been a big Black Canary fan despite the fact that I think I own a ridiculous number of her works? I did enjoy the Green Arrow comics she was in.

(If you aren’t familiar? They were a thing.)

Mike Grell? Goddamn I’d read anything he’d pen and illustrate.

Anyway! This is a great two-parter that knows what it wants to do! It puts Black Canary in a bunch of situations she is not a fan of and she punches and kicks and brutalizes and destroys her way out of them because she’s punk as fuck and oh, did I mention? There are two EPs, one for each arc, and holy fucking shit, it is an amazing post-punk piece of work! Sweetening the deal? They’re absolutely free via Bandcamp!

While I do wish it’d lasted longer, there is something to be said for saying all you need to and getting the fuck out, which is exactly what BLACK CANARY does. Pick up both volumes, read them on a lazy Sunday, and thrive on the energy.

POISON IVY – Unethical Consumption (2023)

I already wrote about G. Willow Wilson’s first bout on POISON IVY and while I loved it, Unethical Consumption takes matters further in a way that has turned me into a ride-or-die fan.

What Wilson gets about IVY is that she is so fucking pissed at the world — rightfully so, as well, we keep mindlessly exploiting all of its resources — but she still has an inexplicable empathetic core for humanity, and others can see the good in her, but she’s also so singularly focused on herself.

However! She’s still willing to murder anyone who gets in her way, and also wants to commit global genocide.

Yes, she is the actual villain in her own story. A complex villain, for sure, but still? Yeah.

While so much is that comes from her trauma, of trusting someone who then abused them and literally tore their humanity away from them — a facet of her character that Wilson doubles-down on and I very much appreciate — she is not what one would call a ‘good person’.

Obviously, this is why she and Harley Fuckin’ Quinn fit so well together. Harley? She’s an anti-villain. Ivy? Anti-hero. They both realize their own faults and they keep each other in-check, and Wilson leans heavily on that here as Harley manages to seek out Ivy on her road trip, then leaves Ivy to do what she needs to do. Harley is Ivy’s anchor, but they’re still independent people.

I especially love this bit of reflection from Ivy on Harley:

“More than anyone I know, you see the world without judgement, without expectations, without fear.

“Things that would drive other people mad, you just … take in your stride.

“Delirium doesn’t scare you.

“You can see the world behind the world.

“And you were right.

“I didn’t need to be so afraid.”

Now that is true appreciation and respect from a devoted partner, and I love to see it.

And then of course Ivy fucks her odd roommate Janet — who I’m sure is far more than the basic person presented — stating:

“Harley would understand.”

It’s clear that this isn’t just a hookup for Ivy; it’s a mistake.

(I’m still not sure whether Harley being poly is canon? I’ve just assumed she was. Is Ivy? I have no fucking idea, but I’m going along with whatever Wilson is sellin’!)

JANET: “Be a monster. Embrace the monster. But be a monster who gets between innocent people and the even bigger monsters.”

I can’t help but think of Carmen Maria Machado’s remarks regarding JENNIFER’S BODY:

“Kiss someone, fuck someone, think about fucking someone while kissing someone else. Let sex be unknowable, warm, thrilling, funny, erotic, terrifying; let sexuality be all strange currents and eddies and unknown vistas and treasures and teeth.”

Carmen Maria Machado

As with the previous volume The Virtuous Cycle, this is an absolutely fucking gorgeous work. Marcio Takara’s intricate pencils and inks are mesmerizing, even if half of it features Ivy puking. (I say that as someone who would like to go one week without reading/watching/playing something that didn’t feature vomit.)

IVY: “I’m pretty good at recognizing things I know I will regret later.

“I’m much less good at stopping myself from doing them.”

Arif Prianto’s colors are so goddamn vibrant and command attention! And Hassan Otsmane-Elhaou? Holy shit, their lettering is so inspired, especially during the drug trip that Ivy and Janet undertake which leads to one hell of an unbridled orgy. (Yes. That is a thing that happens and I do not apologize for spoiling it.)

IVY: “I can’t violate her like that. I know what it feels like, and I can’t.”

JANET: “So we all have to live with the consequences of her bad decision?!”

IVY: “NO. We all have to live with mine.”

This series is an embarrassment of riches, a complex and thorny work, and I am absolutely here for it and I can’t wait for what’s to come.

You can buy POISON IVY – Unethical Consumption via Bookshop!

HARLEY QUINN: BREAKING GLASS (2019)

I’ve touched on this in prior posts about Harley Fuckin’ Quinn — as I will never, ever shut up about Harley Fuckin’ Quinn — but I refuse to read or watch or listen to works that involve her in a relationship with the Joker.

It’s a coercion/abuse thing. My Harley — because there are many different Harleys because she is nothing but mercurial and has had many writers — has (mostly) moved beyond that. Read into that as you will.

As usual, I picked up HARLEY QUINN: BREAKING GLASS — penned by Mariko Tamaki (SKIM, THIS ONE SUMMER) with art by Steve Pugh (ANIMAL MAN, HELLBLAZER) — without knowing jackshit about it. It was about Harley and it looked like fun.

I didn’t realize it was considered part of DC’s non-canon young adults imprint which, uh, is boringly named ‘DC: Graphic Novels for Young Adults’. That said, it’s more adult than a number of ‘mature’ comics I’ve read. Also, probably something that if it were on more garbage folks radars, it would probably be banned due to Harleen/Harley being part of a queer found family.

BREAKING GLASS is a twisted fairy tale-ish take on an alternate Harleen/Harley’s teen years (hence the YA label). She was sent by her mother to Gotham City to live with her grandmother because, well Harleen doesn’t take shit and we’ll leave it at that.

(Not-so-brief note: I will be switching between Harleen/Harley to match the use in the book as the best that I can. As someone who did draw a line in the sand at a certain point in my life as to which name I would utilize, most Harley-centric works don’t have to juggle that, so I appreciate that Tamaki respects that and I will as well.)

Harleen found her way to the address of her grandmother’s house, only to discover that her grandmother had died, but had been overseen by the minder of the building called Mama, an older queer who oversees a number of misfits. Gotham City’s YA take on TALES OF THE CITY, if you will.

“And yes indeed, our happy heroine Harleen was happy as a kitten on a radiator.

“She had everything she needed.”

Mama takes Harleen in and Harleen starts attending high school with a bunch of — to use her phrase — boogers, boogers that disgust her because “boogers will always act like boogers.” As Harleen is prone to do here, she acts out, and gets punished for pushing against the bullies and jerks — I mean boogers — of her high school.

However, she does find solace in Mama’s queer community, as well as one fellow student: Ivy, a vegan, anti-establishment activist, and the two form a fast, if somewhat combative bond. Harley learns from her, she grows, she tries to do better and to do more and to be more supportive. (There’s nothing more Harley than her trying to grow from terrible situations, even if she consistently fucks up.)

Eventually, due to her urban reactionary behavior, she’s eventually spotted by ‘The Joker’, basically a similarly ostracized youth who has managed to wrangle a bunch of other youths to do slight terrorist actions to Gotham.

(I will note: his face is not physically altered like in the canon. He wears a mask that exaggerates the already exaggerated canonical Joker look.)

Matters escalate in the way that teen dramas do, and it’s quite fulfilling. This is a fully realized work, from the framing device of Harleen’s scattered fairy tale rendition to the exacting dialogue, to Pugh’s amazing command of color depending on Harleen/Harley’s situation, often only utilizing primary colors, and explode into vibrancy when her emotions rise.

Like all of the best young adult works it transcends ages. If I had nieces? I would totally hand a copy to them. (Not that I wouldn’t hand it off to nephews, but I know my nephews and haven’t handed off a copy.) Harley isn’t exactly the best role model but Ivy is and Harleen is improved by being in her orbit and simply listening to her.

While this isn’t the cavalier Harley of Conner/Palmiotti, it is a great take on the character and an extraordinarily well-executed and well-plotted and well-penned and dynamically illustrated and vividly colored work that deserves all of the eyeballs.

I mean, come on! Just look at that cover! I endlessly return to it because it’s so engaging and encapsulates all that’s Harley! It’s worth picking up solely for that print!

You can purchase HARLEY QUINN: BREAKING GLASS via bookshop.org!

OJO (2005)

CONTENT WARNING

This post contains mentions of familial death and deals with trauma. (Yes, I know I’m breaking my Horrorclature rules yet again here. I will do so one more time, unfortunately.)


Annie is a youth who lives with her grandpa and her bratty older sister, her father absent and her mother dead due to a car accident. Annie loves to care for creatures but she is awful at it, which results in the death of lizards, birds, and smaller animals.

“I’m cursed.”

One day she discovers a sort of a nightmare of a multi-legged creature — something along the lines of a mutated spider. She latches onto it, names it Ojo, and considers herself Ojo’s new mother, even though she’s repeatedly told that she should find Ojo’s real mother, and she does upon realizing that Ojo can only survive by feeding his mother meat. Matters escalate.

“Okay, that’ll make you all better. You don’t want to go home, do you? I’m your mama now.”

Ojo was penned and illustrated by Sam Kieth. Kieth is best know for the comic book series THE MAXX, which was adapted into one of the handful of shows featured on MTV’s ODDITIES too-short-lived alternative animated programming.

Sam Kieth is a triple-threat of comics. Kieth is quite well-known for his extraordinary and multi-faceted illustration work, which ranges from extremely elaborate and realistic cross-hatched renditions that involve so many curls — both hair and torn fabric — to absolutely warped, exaggerated depictions, to energetic cartoonish portrayals and then to deceptively simple child-like line-drawings that are also effortlessly amazing with their storytelling.

“There’s a kid whose name is Mike /

“He couldn’t dance or ride a bike; /

“He couldn’t keep a beat, and he had flat feet. /

[…]

“Now Unicycle Mike’s his name, receiver of fortune and fame. /

“Cash and cars and chicks galore — tell me, who could ask for more? /

“But happiness was not to be: his life was struck by tragedy. /

“When he was on his way to Vegas… /

“He collided /

“With a /

“School bus!”

He’s also a surprisingly sensitive individual, especially for someone who was involved in the initial launch of IMAGE COMICS, which comically — no pun intended — represents the worst of young male teen wish-fulfillment, and that comes through in every work of his. THE MAXX is all about abuse and disassociation and allowing folks to help you sort out your trauma.

“Gramps, why’s she gotta wreck everything, and why won’t she won’t ever talk about mom?”

“Maybe for the same reason we don’t want to talk about her.”

“Should we talk about her?”

“Only if we’re ready to.”

“How will we know?”

“We just will.”

OJO juggles similar emotional trials and feels earnest and earned. It’s not just about Annie’s journey, her struggle trying to reckon with the death of her mother, but how that also impacted the entire family, and how Annie’s actions affect them.

OJO is backed up by some supreme talent: Alex Pardee and Chris Wisnia contributed to the art, and multi-faceted Hope Larson and Bryan Lee O’Malley (who you may know as the creator of SCOTT PILGRIM) lend their lettering expertise to the work.

It’s a brilliant, evocative work that flew under the radar, and it is absolutely stunning, both with its visuals, its storytelling, and empathy and trying to imbue to the reader the hurt and coping mechanisms of trauma.

“When you’re as young as Annie, you can’t deal with something like this directly.

“What she can’t say to Mom, she says to her pets. She’s working it out the only way she knows how.”

ANYA’S GHOST (2011)

Anya, as portrayed by Vera Brosgol in her young-adult graphic novel, is a high school girl with traditional high school girl issues: she frets about her weight, she has crushes on boys she’d be better off staying away from, she secretly smokes cigarettes with her best friend, she tries to separate herself from her Russian past, and she’s trying to be her own person.

Oh, and she also accidentally falls down a hole and discovers a skeleton inhabited by a 90-year-old ghost who, by her account, was murdered. The ghost, Emily Reilly, seems benevolent while lingering around her. Then matters escalate.

“There aren’t any other Russian students there?”

“Nope, just your run of the mill rich white New Englander private school kids.”

An aside: I am a New Englander, but I do not come from a rich family and I attended public school. Also, I consider myself agnostic — the universe is too weirdly symmetrical for me to consider otherwise — but I am not religious. However, I was very briefly raised as Roman Catholic. (My mother rightfully got pissed off at the church and we stopped attending services when I was quite young.)

My wife, however, is Greek Orthodox. One of the fun things about being Roman Catholic? I didn’t have to convert to get married to her in a Greek Orthodox church, partially because of how Catholic Orthodoxy spread across continents. I even had the fucking paperwork to prove so. (Yes, this is an actual thing and yes, I fucking hated it, but you do what you have to do for love and legal issues.)

Anya is an early Russian immigrant to America, explicitly Russian Orthodox but she’s spent a lot of time erasing that. Her mother — we’re never quite told what happened to her father — moved heaven and earth to give Anya the life she has. Anya, in a traditional act of teenage rebellion, punts on attending services, although her Russian heritage is not something that she can escape.

“Shut up! You look great!”

“Are you sure it’s not too loose-woman?”

(I will note: I am not going to touch on any of the recent Russian tumult.)

As noted above: my wife is Greek Orthodox. I’ve attended a number of Greek Orthodox church events, from Greek Easters — fun fact: not even remotely the same as what folks consider traditional Easter! — to funerals to weddings, even our own of which I was not completely educated about and kind of made a fool of myself in a BIG FAT GREEK WEDDING sort of way.

Religion is weird. I don’t begrudge anyone who finds solace in it, because we all need something to latch onto, but let’s face it: the rituals are fucking crazy and abstract and the history behind them do not make much sense. (Again, no judging!)

“I’m not interested in the life you wanted, or your taste in men.”

That spectre of belief, of history, of generations and what Anya’s mother believes in and has lived through looms over Anya as she tries to navigate her high school life, even as she exploits Emily to cheat on tests and woo folks. I’ll note that Anya? She doesn’t appreciate any of the kind graces her mother or brother or friends attempt to ingratiate on her. She’s having none of it, in only the way that teens do. (Been there, done that.) She has the occasional sense of self-awareness, but — like a teen — she’s firmly fixated on her wants and needs and it’s refreshing to see this honest portrayal of a slightly shitheel of a youth.

I’ve spent many words extolling the plot and story and depth of character here, and I do not want to ignore Brosgol’s astounding artwork. The line work is lush, the character expressions are so vibrant and telling, and her panel work and visual structure is extremely stark and effective. When Anya is shocked, her eyes grow astoundingly wide in a way that makes you feel for her, and the same when she feels shame, or anger. All of the emotions are on display via Brosgol’s penmanship, and you can’t help but hurt for Anya, even though she can often be a bit of a brat.

It is a perfect encapsulation of an auteur graphic novel work, all heart both in words and visuals, with a touch of supernatural and teen horror.

“I’m human! She’s just a pissy cloud!”

ADDENDUM

This is definitely a brag, but the copy I received was signed to myself and my wife, and also arrived with a print that I want to share because it’s amazing. Brosgol does astounding work — she goes above-and-beyond. Her pieces are something special.