9.16.2016

Watchmen at Thirty, pt. 10: Two Riders Were Approaching...


WATCHMEN AT THIRTY,
Pt. 10:


"Oblivion gathers closer, favoring the spur, sparing the rein."

The gathering of oblivion is a recurring theme in Chapter Ten, as is the idea that it approaches on a horse. Throughout the issue we see background graffiti for an end-of-the-world bash at Madison Square Garden by the band Pale Horse aka the steed of Death from the Book of Revelations.

With Very Special Guest Krystalnacht. Naturally!

The story opens with the President and Vice-President being flown to their Defcon-One bunker. Actually, they're only at Defcon-Two, despite one of the military personnel in charge of safely getting them into the bunker saying "Defcon-One has been achieved." Maybe that's just to throw off any Russkies listening in. Moore is far too meticulous a writer to make a mistake like that - and it would be odd if no one else caught it, either - so I can only assume this Defcon-disparity has some real-world explanation of which I'm unaware.

The Motion Picture Comic emphasizes the Vice-President's tripping as he gets out of the helicopter - a blink-and-miss-it nod to 70s SNL.


Kind of hard to convey without seeing him sent sprawling, which would have been too much.

Outside of the amazing Black Freighter stuff - and if you're just joining this series, that and all the supplemental stuff is being saved for the Coda - most of the issue is Nite Owl and Rorschach piecing together the rest of the mystery.

#BestFriendsForever

I kind of hate how any story with two guy protagonists is instantly called a bromance. I think we should reserve the term bromance for a particular kind of two-guy-protagonist movies. But I appear to be outvoted by the entire online community. So it goes. Anyway, of any issue of Watchmen, this is the closest the relationship between the two former partners comes to what I'd call a "bromance."

The banter.
Laying low after crossing the law by busting one of the gang out of prison.
The breaking up...
the getting back together.
The awkward gestures.
And finally, their comradery re-established on what will almost certainly be their final mission.

They eventually break into Veidt's office and discover that he is the missing piece of the mystery and the puppetmaster behind all the events seen thus far. 

 

Dan probably should have been tipped off from the ease at which he unlocked all the master files, conveniently laid out for him, that he and Rorschach were headed into a trap. Rorschach, as well. But they're overtired and cranky and not thinking clearly, as we see when they take Archie to Karnak, Veidt's Antarctic retreat.


"Don't wish to interfere with running of ship, but..."

We'll get to Ozymandias in more depth next time. In this issue, we only learn he's the shadowy mastermind along with Nite Owl and Rorschach. But unlike them we are privy to some behind-the-scenes-at-Supervillain-HQ action, where Veidt - in true distorted reflection of the hero fashion - mirrors Dreiberg's earlier use of computers to make sense of the available data by collating data from the world's media, simultaneously. 

Here's the color-retouched one from the MPC:

While the idea of a wall of TV screens acting as a sort of digital (well, analog at the time but for all intents and purposes, it is our current media age Veidt is scanning here) oracle is certainly no invention of Watchmen, Veidt is both a man of his time (the savvy buyer and seller, Super-Gordon-Gecko, utilizing the unprecedented-in-civilization technology at his 80s disposal) and insider/outsider-critique of it (80s mass commercialism and militarized-sex-advertising/action-movie/cockrock sensibilities). 

Like I say, though, next time.

The mysterious "island project" that we've seen mentioned a couple of times and where we first saw Max Shea and the artist Hira Manish in Chapter 8 develops ominously in Chapter 10. This time, Max and Hira are below decks, about to get it on, when Max discovers the ship is wired to blow.

First rule of conspiracies - kill the conspirators.

So all the artists and engineers and whomever-elses spirited away to this island to work on a presently-unrevealed project are now dead. Meanwhile, just in case he doesn't make it back, Rorschach sends his journal to the only people who have written kindly about him: the RWNJs at The New Frontiersman

They are less than receptive at first, but we'll return to this in Chapter Twelve. Just makes more sense to talk about it there.

And speaking of, it's time for:


At least two sequences are informed by the understanding we've formed of Rorschach in previous issues, such as when he and Nite Owl return to Rorschach's old digs to retrieve his journal and spare costume.


I love that. It's hard to feel sympathetic for Rorschach after a certain point of the series (which is of course just what Moore and Gibbons intended) but this moment where he sees himself in his landlady's son is very understated and powerful. 

As is this recall of "handling watchdogs before."

A stellar issue. In many ways, just a collection of plot points (albeit presented through the signature visual style of the series) but as Tim Callahan wrote, "(the) plot points resonate with humanity, as the characters turn toward each other and look for companionship as the end of the world looms." This is especially true of the news vendor scenes, which are kind of surreal, but I'll cover those in the Black Freighter post. (All roads end in Davidstown.) 

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9.14.2016

Watchmen at Thirty, pt. 9: The Darkness of Mere Being


WATCHMEN AT THIRTY,
PT. 9:
 

"We gaze continually at the world and it grows dull in our perceptions. Yet seen from another's vantage point, as if new, it may still take the breath away."

This ninth chapter of Watchmen is all about epiphanies, specifically Doc Manhattan's (that life on Earth is worth saving) and Laurie's (that the Comedian is her biological father.) After being whisked away to Mars - 

where Jon almost forgets that Laurie needs air

Jon tells her in his time-displaced jargon ("This is where we hold our conversation. It commences when you surprise me with the information that you and Dreiberg have been sleeping together." "You... you know about me and Dan?" "No, not yet. But in a few minutes you're going to tell me.") that this is where she tries to get him to lift a finger to stop humanity from destroying itself. But he's doubtful that she will have any success. She was his last link to humanity, and by leaving him she may have inadvertently doomed the planet to extinction. 

The ultimate break-up fantasy!

I'll be quoting liberally from the pertinent section of Tim Callahan's Great Alan Moore Re-Read for today's post. Anything you see in quotations (unless otherwise noted) is from it.

"The cover of this issue features a bottle of Nostalgia cologne, part of the Adrian Veidt (aka Ozymandias) line of fragrances. The symbolism of the fragrance is clear – and Nostalgia posters and ads appear throughout the series –with Veidt leveraging the power of the past for his own personal gain, but it’s also about the characters in Watchmen failing to move beyond their own pasts. They are constantly bound up in who they were twenty (or forty) years earlier, in their superhero primes. There’s also the fact that the entire superhero genre feeds off nostalgia. That’s kind of an important point in the grand scheme of things. But for plot purposes, the bottle of Nostalgia floating against a field of stars is a symbol of Laurie’s memories." 


"Her moment of clarity comes not through any one moment or memory, but from the cumulative effect of her fragments of memory, and the growing picture of Eddie Blake’s role in her life. She throws the Nostalgia bottle through the air, crashing into the walls of the crystal palace, but in the world of Watchmen, particularly when Dr. Manhattan is around, time doesn’t move chronologically. The Nostaligia bottle floats throughout the issue, appearing like a momentary flash-forward whenever it arrives in a panel, turning against its starry background."


This leads to Doc's epiphany, bound up as it is - co-mingling/ quantum entanglement - in Laurie's.


Writing an epiphany that feels real is one of the most difficult things for a storyteller to do. Because characters often need to have epiphanies in works of fiction, we've all grown accustomed to seeing them as a matter of course, but upon examination, few of them are truly earned. We live in an age of relentless false epiphanies, is another way of putting it, fueled by media (here I mean fictional media, but I guess that encompasses large swaths of the press now, eh? Go USA) expectations that every story has to have one. 

Often-times the standard go-to for a character-breakthrough is the sudden revelation of a family relationship. Laurie's arc, here, is of that variety. That's not to say it's false or unearned, only that it is what I'd call "found epiphany." No shame or criticism implied here - almost all the earth-shattering events of the fiction we love are found epiphanies. (Thinking of a certain Skywalker dynasty, most specifically, but this tradition of discovering one's true parentage goes all the way back to the Mahabharata and probably even beyond that.) But it's also a wonderful moment for the ongoing story:

"Plot-wise, the revelation of Laurie’s true father provides a reason for two of the main characters to head back to Earth and return toward the story’s denouement. Character-wise, it provides Laurie with a missing piece of her life. Now she knows where her anger comes from, and what has been hidden from her all these years. She has been part of a conspiracy of ignorance all her life, and that changes her attitude toward the world, it would seem. If the world lasts long enough for her to do anything about it.

Back to the Nostalgia bottle.

"The attention to detail in this issue is unbelievable, particularly when you realize – as he illustrates in Watching the Watchmenthat Dave Gibbons charted out the proper rotation of a partially-full cologne bottle against a constant field of stars. His diagram is in that book, and he used it to make the flight of the Nostalgia bottle completely accurate to the laws of physics and perspective. There was no need to do that. Even with the obsessive Watchmen fandom that followed, no one would have bothered to check the accuracy of a cologne bottle rotating through the air. But Gibbons charted it out anyway, and that’s the kind of detail underlying the pages of this series."

" The mise-en-scene is rich."

"To Dr. Manhattan, the lifeless surface of Mars is as important as all the human lives on Earth. They are all just atoms, one no more important than the other. But what ultimately convinces him to return to Earth with Laurie is the 'thermodynamic miracle' of her birth. The love between Sally Jupiter and Eddie Blake, the man she had every reason to hate forever,– that led to the birth of Laurie."

Jon also refers to Mars' "chaotic terrain" as a metaphor for human life. I like that, too. Laurie tries to liken the things he seems to care about (i.e. the Martian landscape) to the plight of humanity, but it fails to move him. The above, however, does. It's a wonderful moment. I like to think of a life - any human life - as a "thermodynamic miracle." And that's what I meant to get at up there about earned epiphanies. This is a really deep thing to learn from a comic book, and it's not just the kind of "God is Love" dross meant to placehold the requisite "epiphany" part of any given script. (Ahem, Friends don't lie, ahem) This is a life-changing epiphany, here, for Doc Manhattan, certainly, but also for the reader. I'm not going to say this reader, i.e. I did not put down Watchmen #9 with a sudden and deeper insight into existence and the human mystery. But I recognized - both then and now - that this was an epic moment and a revelation of a much different and higher order than the standard fare, almost as if some new (though, it's actually pretty ancient, which is a nice double-back to the quote that opened this post) theorem was being revealed in the pages of Watchmen instead of an academic journal, completely organic to its surroundings.

Speaking of chaotic terrain, I grabbed some side-by-side shots so you can see some of the color revamping by John Higgins. It's been fascinating for me to watch John Higgins at work, so to speak, to see what decisions he's making in updating and re-mixing the colors.


Original.
Retouched.
Retouched.
Original.

"Comics, and the superhero genre, are not lifeless. They just need to be approached from a fresh perspective. So says Dr. Manhattan in 1987, and who can argue with a radioactive naked blue guy?" 

My wife, that's who. She likes Watchmen and isn't a prude or anything, but her reaction to the last few posts has been "Someone needs to tell those two to put some clothes on!" If the fate of the Earth rested on Dawn's shoulders in these issues, I have a feeling we'd all be speaking Martian. 

(I know this metaphor doesn't quite work - does Doc Manhattan "speak Martian?" - but I'll end on it, just the same.)


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