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Howdy ho, here are some scans of my “The Incredible Hulk” comic book, issue January #413. It features the art of Gary Frank, which I find quite nice, although the layout is not very dynamic and kinda boring. I mean look at the cover. The cover doesn’t really draw your attention, so you wouldn’t even know how awesome the artwork inside the book is. But, oh well, here are some pages:
Batman and Joker Catch a Train
A Fan-fiction By Chongchen Saelee
It’s near sunset in Gotham City and at Gotham Train Station, the miserable Gotham citizen rat passengers were scurrying on and off the grimy, rusted, piss-stench cars, just getting off of work or headed to work, going home, dropping off the molly, off to see a cheap hooker or two, the usual.
Gotham was never a quiet, peaceful city. The cold, dry, midnight blue air always seemed to be filled with gunfire, police car sirens, some pimp and his whores arguing about money, babies crying, and doors slamming in shadows where doors couldn’t possibly exist.
There was a commotion in one of the rear cars of the high-speed train, and as usual, Gotham City Police Department would respond late or not at all, even if someone was bleeding to death and the police dispatch center lit up with calls. As the sun finally turned dark purple and crept into the dark horizon of Gotham’s cityscape, the crowd was murmuring and surrounding a colorful scene in that rear car.
The music started, blasting from some crudely duct-taped smartphones attached to amplifiers, and the sound of kazoos and exploding party poppers filled the crowded car as the train screeched into motion. And from within the mass of Gotham passenger rats came a distinctive, falsetto, almost hawk squawking laughter, a purple suited, white face-painted clown, with green unkept hair, and a smile that seemed permanently fixed to his plasticky face. He was juggling, doing pratfalls, telling humorous raunchy jokes, and was so charming, even the dripping snot-nosed children with the dirt smeared faces were laughing their little faces off, tugging their tired disheveled mother’s coats for a quarter to give to the clown. (more…)
This article by Jeff Yang kinda gets it half-way. We don’t need Asian Superheroes for EVERYONE, just for those who consume superhero culture.
It turns out, America did have a superhero called The Green Turtle back in 1940s, but because of anti-Chinese stuff in the day, was never allowed to reveal his identity.
Unfortunately, it just seems like they’re digging through the dumpster to validate themselves here. The Green Turtle might as well be played by Dana Carvey in yellowface. It’s such an old characterization. No modern Asian American can relate to it. As a piece of history, maybe it’s worth noting, but it definitely isn’t relevant anymore.
My own Asian superhero, Agent S, which debut in my alma mater student newspaper UW-Green Bay The Fourth Estate, is set in the present. I combined all the popular American superheroes to date into the archetype. And I also infused it with highly political charged imagery to leave the door open for interpretation and growth. And I’d also set my character in the real world, where Superman, Batman, and James Bond are indeed fictional, and wannabes are lunging off rooftops thinking those characters are real. That’s how I would do my hero justice.
In summary, only those who feel they need Asian superheroes should get them. And if no one gives them that validation, do what I did, come up with your own. That’s the only way they can truly be bulletproof.
It was strange that the talk was done through American Intercultural Center (if I’m not mistaken). Overall, it seems as though the audience wasn’t too sophisticated about comic book or mass media culture. They seemed uninterested or a little distant. That might be a genuine problem because it implies the audience members are truly marginalized and not consuming mainstream media. You can pick that up during the Q&A session where they ask questions about racial progress in the depictions in the media as if they didn’t have any control over it. It’s as simple as sitting down and drawing yourself into a superhero and publishing it, but it doesn’t seem they know that.
Anyway, as I’ve joked before, it looks like my run at UW-Green Bay via my Pen Tonic comic strip featuring Agent S as its first Asian superhero made an impact. And anyone who has those actual printed issues of The Fourth Estate are going to have somekind of keepsake increase in value.
Don’t worry, dear fans (not that many), Agent S will return.
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