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4.11.2015

Machine Man (1984)

(1984)
My original plan was to just upload a slide show of the screencaps below as accompanied by "The Man Machine." No context or summary, just the pics and Kraftwerk. Maybe I should have stuck to that plan. But Machine Man is underrepresented enough out there on the web that I felt adding my two cents to the kitty might be of better use. 

That's not to say there aren't some good reviews of this mini-series (written by Tom DeFalco, art by Herb Trimpe and Barry Windsor-Smith) out there - such as this one, my go-to for all quoted material in this post - but it's relatively off-the-radar. It was at the time, too. And that's further not to say I don't emphatically recommend pressing play on the link above and viewing the pics to come as a slideshow. If Machine Mani s ever turned into a film - and I'm almost positive it never will be but hey, who knows - I hope its producers realize that the soundtrack already exists. At the very least, the title track should play over the end credits, a la Black Sabbath at the end of Iron Man.

(Maybe White Zombie's "More Human Than Human." Maybe.)  


Some background on the character should you not be familiar: "The product of a military program to create thinking robotic soldiers with some form of sentience, X-51 was the only one to not go mad. This was accomplished by his creator Aaron Stack providing him with a humanoid face and the identity of his son. After his creator was killed, X-51 was on the run. Meeting up with all manner of superheroes and villains, he adopted the name Machine Man and also the alter ego Aaron Stack (after his ‘father.’). A one-time Avenger and compatriot of several superheroes, X-51 was a minor hit of the the comic book world of the late 1970s."


The mini-series takes place in the dystopian future of 2020. Sunset Bain (whom I understand is still quite active in current Marvel continuity, though obviously a different version than the one we see here; heck, she could show up in Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. without skipping a beat) heads Baintronics, the corporation with a monopoly on robot production. When a group of cyberpunk marauders raid one of Bain's garbage dumps, they unearth a disassembled Aaron Stack.

Who quickly proves his worth as a comrade.
The Midnight Wreckers are on the boiler-plate side, but they "scream cyberpunk which is interesting because the genre was in its infancy at the time."
As that Daily Pop review puts it, "The comic flows much like a movie or TV mini-series scheduled to set up a weekly series that never came after it." It might seem unremarkable to contemporary eyes. But for a 10-year-old Bryan McMillan, man, this thing blew up my imagination but good. 


This and the Deathlok saga from Captain America were my OMG-the-future-is-intense stories from the mid-80s. Keep in mind - I hadn't seen Blade Runner or even The Terminator at that point, nor read any of the what-is-human / man vs. robot sci-fi classics of the genre. I read this thing many times between 1985 and 1988, so as I got to all the above, Machine Man's place in the grand scheme of thing was reshuffled, but it always stuck with me as one of my sci-fi gateway drugs.

The "What is Human?" theme permeates everything.


Sometimes clumsily, sure. It belongs to the Bronze/ Copper Age of storytelling and makes no bold leaps out of Bronze/ Copper Age conventions. Yet it's "one of the most unusual mini-series you will ever read (...) not because the comic is so wild and bizarre and outlandish but more because it is so stripped down and basic that the modern intricate artwork may throw you."

Herb Trimpe provided breakdowns, with finishes by Barry Windsor-Smith. By issue 4, BWS is not only the sole artist but also the co-plotter. He poured a lot of himself into these 4 issues, to be sure. 

The transition allows for a fun progression.  

As previously noted in these pages, Trimpe had an affinity for big pop-art sound fx.
As BWS gradually takes over the art, he keeps these.
But they are consumed by his singular style.

Anyway, like many Rip Van Winkles in fiction, Aaron is disheartened by the state of disrepair into which humanity has fallen. Thanks to anti-robot riots that Machine Man missed while he was offline, and subsequent legislation granting Baintronics broad privileges and "personhood" status (ahem), the real work of the world is done by programs and robots, while humanity wastes away plugged into its various distractions. 

That's Gears Garvin on the right, leader of the anti-Bain Marauders and old pal of Machine Man's from his original series in the 70s.

The robot who thinks of himself as a human and struggles with Organic Privilege is of course nothing new, then or now. But hell, it was new to me. Even reading it in 2015, I can access the reactions of my younger self, who was very moved by Aaron's out-of-place-ness, both as a man from the past thrust in the future and also the "Hath Not a Robot Organs and Dimensions" aspect of it all.

This being a Marvel comic, this all comes to a head with a slugfest with the main baddie of the series:
He introduces himself at least twice as "the Iron Man of 2020," which made me chuckle each time.

Like the Daily Pop reviewer, I figured Arno would turn sides and become Machine Man's ally by the end. But not at all - the man who dresses up in high-tech armor and designs programs becomes fixated on destroying this man from the past who is high-tech armor and programs.


The big finish in the last issue (the Marauders assault on Baintronics, riding flying motorcycles, dodging robots and stormtroopers and flak, all in the rain, while Iron Man and Machine Man duke it out inside) is very cinematic. It even comes with the Senator on Baintronics' payroll who is convinced Machine Man has risen from the grave to punish him for his lifetime of sins. When Machine Man finally beats Iron Man:


The Senator says goodbye.

Another aspect of the series is Jocasta:

Machine Man's girlfriend from the first series, now embedded in Baintronics as a captive/ servant of Sunset.
I was (and remain, I have to admit) very moved by her and Aaron's relationship. 


And of course, they don't reunite and live happily ever after, so that adds that touch of angst that Marvel was so great at in the 80s.


Not sure whatever happened to Machine Man after I stopped reading Marvel regularly - I know X-51 had a memorable role in Earth X but that's all I've got. I probably could have looked it up for you, it's true. My apologies. Regardless, I wanted to tip my cap to this mini-series that meant a great deal to me in my formative years. I still think it'd make a fine little movie or pilot for an ongoing show. (I think post-BSG, though, an ongoing show might struggle to distinguish itself, so I'd recommend setting it in the past instead of the future. Or the present - definitely the past. I offer this free of charge, Disney/ Marvel.)

2.19.2014

X-Men: Mutant Massacre

1986 was a watershed year in comics history. Out with the old (R.I.P. Gardner Fox, pre-Crisis  Superman / Batman) and in with the new (John Byrne's Man of Steel, Frank Miller's The Dark Knight Returns.) And let's not forget the publication of Watchmen and Maus, still among the industry's most critically acclaimed achievements.

Meanwhile over at Marvel:

"The biggest news for Marvel in 1986 was that the company was sold from Cadence Industries to New World Pictures (...) for $45.5 million in cash. Cadence's shareholders received $17 per share, less than half of the stock's actual value at the time. The sale netted large profits for Cadence's executives, but the sale cost many of the rank-and-file employees at Marvel significant amounts of money. The executives cleaned out the pension fund, diminished health coverage, and even threatened to reduce the company's generous and revolutionary royalties plan - all in an attempt to decrease the company's costs and increase their personal wealth.

Marvel was extremely profitable in the mid-1980s, dramatically increasing their already huge market share and expanding the merchandising of its characters. However, the conditions around the sale to New World contributed to a general sense of malaise for employees at the company. There was a sense that upper management didn't care about the company's ordinary staffers."

That's from Keith Dallas's American Comic Book Chronicles - the 1980s. For more on the Cadence Caper, check out Jim Shooter's blog entry on the subject.

I'm sure that the parallels between this description of what Marvel's executives were doing and the plot of the company's big cross-over event of the year (i.e. the Mutant Massacre, where for three months ruthless assassins hired by a shadowy unknown ("Mister Sinister") went on a rampage through the sewers to indiscriminately slash and slaughter the community of mostly defenseless Morlocks (outcast mutants) who lived there, while the company's biggest moneymakers (the X-Men) were forced into desperate reaction mode) are a complete coincidence. Nevertheless, it's interesting from an "As Above, So Below" sort of way.

Original ad for the event. Either I'm flow-chart-illiterate, or this is design confusion incarnate.
The official big event of Marvel's publishing calendar in '86 was the launch of the New Universe. But sales and fan reactions were both disappointing; it would limp along until finally put out of its misery a few years later. The actual big event, though, was the return of Jean Grey, aka the original Marvel Girl, who was - I'm sure I don't have to tell you - killed at the end of the Dark Phoenix saga six years before.

It was not the first (nor would it be the last) time Jean Grey died or came back to life.

From The Comic Book Heroes, an oft-inaccurate but compulsively readable history of comics by Will Jacobs and Gerard Ryan:

"Chris Claremont (writer) and Dave Cockrum (artist) needed a big event for issue 100. (Aug 1976) They decided it would be the death of Jean Grey, the former Marvel Girl. Two months later, in the next issue - for X-Men was still a low-selling title, published only bi-monthly - she turned out not to have been permanently killed by the solar storm that she flew her spacecraft through but to have been filled with a power that enabled her to resurrect herself. "Hear me, X-Men!" she declaims. "No longer am I the woman you knew! I am fire! I am life incarnate! Now and forever... I AM PHOENIX!"

Readers of any of the X-titles of the 80s would have plenty of opportunity to see that speech again, as practically every female character Claremont wrote uttered some variation of those words, at some point.

Jean Grey's return was a three-book event, the third of which was the launch of a new series reuniting the original X-Men for the first time since the 60s.


The conceit of X-Factor was that the original X-Men, alarmed at the growing state of anti-mutant hysteria, posed as mutant hunters in order to safeguard the innocent from the witch-hunt. Within a few issues, they'd acquired their own team of super-villain nemeses (The Alliance of Evil) and, beginning in the Mutant Massacre, someone who'd prove to be one of mutantdom's biggest bads, Apocalypse.

Although the X-editors would abandon the mutant-hunter cover story in the 2nd year of the book's existence, both the return of Jean Grey and the true identity of the X-Factor team were still a secret at the time of the Mutant Massacre, as evidenced in these dialogue and thought balloons from Wolverine:


The story flowed through four issues of X-Men, three issues of X-Factor, two issues of Thor, and one issue apiece of New Mutants and Power Pack. The thing these titles had in common was Louise Simonson either as a writer or an editor. Outside of Chris Claremont himself, no other writer is more responsible for mutant affairs in the 80s than Mrs. Simonson.

I wasn't a particular fan of New Mutants or Power Pack at the time, but I was familiar enough with them. (From the late 70s to about 1990 I was pretty much the definition of the Marvel Zombie, so it was standard practice to familiarize myself even with titles I didn't read regularly.) And while the New Mutants story is probably the weakest of the bunch,

- despite this appearance from Magus. (Unrelated to the events of the MM. I just like the character/ set-up.)
the Power Pack story is surprisingly effective. Juxtaposing actual infants against the killing machines of the Marauders generates some very effective drama

Not bad art, either. Jon Bogdanove is underrated.
and in the case of Cyclops - who spends a lot of time elsewhere thought-ballooning on his own baby and baby-mama drama and jealousy re: Jean's affections - character growth.

Awww. Poor Leech.
The two Thor issues are great. Louise was married to Walt, who was nearing the end of his stellar run on the title, and Thor ended up drawn into the killing sewers via this callback to one of the many memorable story arcs Simonson brought to the table:

i.e. Thor, the Frog of Thunder
A side note: I will forever be grateful for coming of age in an era that had Claremont on X-Men, Simonson on Thor, Miller on Daredevil and Batman, and Byrne on Fantastic Four.


As the name might suggest, the Mutant Massacre served up generous helpings of angst and utlraviolence, twin trends that summarized what fans wanted from their superhero comics in the 80s.

Art by Alan Davis. (Spoiler alert: Rogue's not actually dead.)
Art (on X-Men) by the incomparable John Romita, Jr.
Art on X-Factor by Walt Simonson
 

The violence of the Marauders was not as shocking as the violence from the superheroes themselves, though, starting with Colossus at the end of the first issue (X-Men 210).


This definitely shocked me at the time. Like I say, violence was a growing part of the comics landscape over the 80s, but from Colossus? Peter Rasputin, the gentle armored giant? This imbued what the Marauders were up to a sense of urgency and fear that other big events (such as Secret Wars) or even big deaths (such as in Crisis) failed to generate in me. (Those last 3 panels could be a Roy Lichtenstein triptych.)

But it wasn't just Colossus.

Cyclops dispatches of Berzerker, who wasn't a Marauder but a Morlock lashing out violently.
Jean kills Prism. (And doing doesn't have much effect on her, either. Perhaps all those deaths and resurrections left Jean with a blasé attitude with regard to both The Great Beyond and dispatching people to it.)
And Thor straight up kills Blockbuster's; death by Mjolnir-to-face. Then again, Thor probably mistook Blockbuster for some kind of Frost Giant, and as we all know, to the son of Odin, every Frost Giant is guilty until proven dead.
All of this, as shocking as it was to a 12-year-old me, was very much of its time. Again, from the Jacobs/ Jones book:

"Although Claremont kept X-Men within a context of familial devotion and community, it was surely as clear to him as to anyone at Marvel that the moments of sheer violence were selling well. Wolverine releasing his claws with a "snikt!" and a nasty grin, the slimeball muggers about to jump Storm without knowing her power to rage - they were becoming every Marvel Zombie's favorite moments, because they promised releases of pure mayhem."


"Marvel's official position was that no hero ever kills, but it was a position kept in the drawer until parents complained. Wolverine's claws slashed deeper and more often, the black-ink blood splashed more freely, and readers were free to conjecture whether he was wounding or killing his foes. Most readers preferred the latter." 


"Despite some comic relief and some tough-guy talk, the overpowering seriousness of every character and every scene made X-Men the purest drug on the comics market, uncut by Stan Lee self-parody or Frank Miller sophistication. Even the other soap opera masters, like Marv Wolfman, stopped at the brink of total excess, but total excess was what hundreds of thousands of fans wanted in the 80s."


The Mutant Massacre was a potent harbinger of things to come, both at Marvel and elsewhere, as huge multiple-title cross-overs became first a yearly event, then a semiannual one, and finally an endless thing, steamrolling over all storylines and continuity in a furious race to one-up the previous one. A tradition that unfortunately continues down to the present day. Event fatigue (and variant cover fatigue) combined to strip-mine the superhero audience altogether in the 90s.

But that was all still to come in 1986. When the Massacre ended in X-Men 213, readers were left a little perplexed (who the hell was Mister Sinister? Did all the Marauders escape?) shocked (so much death! Shadowcat in permanent (well comics-permanent, i.e. not very) phase! Nightcrawler mortally wounded! Colossus unable to revert from his armored state!) and absolutely riveted. And the groundwork was laid for the next big-X-event, Fall of the Mutants.

Angel would become Archangel, aka "Death," one of Apocalypse's Four Horseman.
Apocalypse can be seen throughout the Massacre on his recruitment drive.

Other changes: Sabretooth was repositioned from the Iron Fist villain he'd been originally into more or less a villainous version of Wolverine.

There had never been any previous mention of Sabretooth having a healing factor, for example.
He probably would have appreciated knowing he had it in this fight with Luke Cage.
I'm unsure if the backstory presented in Origin is still canon or not, but that series did a great job of tying up the Wolverine/ Sabretooth backstory. It came out 11 or 12 years after I stopped reading Marvel regularly, but a friend recommended it to me so I picked it up. And was really impressed. I don't have much nice to say about Marvel after 1990 or so, but here and there (usually with "elseworlds" type stories that rely on the 1960-1990 continuity for foundation like Earth X or 1602) they remind me why I loved this stuff so much as a kid and teenager.

Another sign of things to come - Psylocke (i.e. Betsy Braddock, brother to Captain Britain, who would soon join Rachel Summers, Kitty Pride, and Nightcrawler in Excalibur, another by-product of the Massacre) was introduced immediately prior to this storyline, but she came into her own (and joined the X-Men, proper) by its end. Like a lot of Marvel's heroines, though certainly not all, she was introduced as a competent, three-dimensional character with realistic proportions:


and quickly morped into the vampy, cartoonish slut look that came to define the Scarlet Witch, Spider-Woman, Tigra, She-Hulk et al. within only a few years. Unsurprisingly, this masturbational-fantasy version of Psylocke is the one you see at cosplay conventions these days.


Somewhere around the advent of the guys who would eventually form Image, the character models that had been painstakingly developed by John Romita, Sr., Gil Kane, Jack Kirby and other legends, where tossed aside in favor of swiped poses from the Victoria's Secret catalog, girls with slits for eyes and basketballs for chests, and endlessly 'roided-up guys in mid-roar slugging each other in a cacophony of splash pages and "decompression." And the tight and compelling action of the Mutant Massacre was tossed aside for repetitive and transparent gimmicks masquerading as "event storytelling." Bah humbug.

Again, these things existed in the comicsverse before the Image guys became convenient shorthand for this trend Idiocracizing the industry - and of course there have been loads of compelling comics to come out in the years between then and now, but nothing like the tight and wondrous continuity of 1960 to 1990 - but it's both nostalgic and kind of sad to revisit this storyline in 2014. In much the same way the sexual boldness and meta-narrative of something like Watchmen was copied so widely but oh-so-poorly - often ending up emphasizing the very traits something like Watchmen so brilliantly deconstructed- the best aspects of Claremont's unprecedented years on the X-books somehow became the diluted, inferior template for all subsequent versions.

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