Comic of the Year 2020 Nominations Reading #1
Pulp (Ed Brubaker, Sean Phillips, and Jacob Phillips, 1 vol.)
You know what you're getting when you grab a Brubaker/Phillips book: something fucking great. Pulp fits right in with their recent work on Criminal (or Criminal adjacent). People with certain needs and proclivities find themselves pushed into crime. It works well every time, because Brubaker is able to write them relatably while Sean Phillips gives them humanity by expressing their faces, memories, and journey. All I knew about this comic was that I had to read it, because it's Brubaker/Phillips, but I didn't know what to expect beyond that. I figured it was a western, which sounded different, but that's planted in the past through great flashbacks for our former cowboy and bandit. The story is largely about him being pushed to the brink and forced back into crime for one last big score.
Brubaker loves making these characters, and I love reading about them. A guy with a former life of crime who turned to comics and was hung out to dry by the industry he put his life into. It makes sense he'd be pushed back to what he knew could pay the rent. The setting of 1930s New York, New York with flashbacks to the late 1800s with material to fill western pulp comics worked out really well. While it feels new, it doesn't feel out of place or out of comfort for Brubaker. Most of the characters besides our aging protagonist don't get much spotlight, but that works out all right. It's his story, anyhow. He's interesting, and we get to spend a lot of time inside his head thanks to that focus. While you might feel like you can guess how criminal stories always end up, I liked how this one tied together. The last moments of the book are super hype. Fuck nazis. That's all I'll say on that.
The artist team should now be familiar if you're following the new Criminal, My Heroes Have Always Been Junkies, or Kill or Be Killed. Sean's son, Jacob, has taken up coloring duties. While he's a bit less grounded than former colorists of the Brubaker/Phillips comics, that elevates a number of scenes with a sort of ethereal quality. It adds a dimension of aberration to memories and scenes with great drama or action. Sean's work here is great like always. What more can you really say about a legendary artist late in the game with years of experience? He absolutely doesn't disappoint. The pages where New York and the old west are juxtaposed clearly, it's apparent just how perfectly each setting comes to life through the hands of father and son Phillips.
It's a short read, so it's pretty hard to avoid recommending this. It's also strongly anti-facist, which I imagine only felt more powerful closer to its release date. Again, fuck nazis.
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Pulp (nominated by shacklesmcgee)