“I do not love men: I love what devours them.”
― André Gide, Prometheus Illbound
A city that devours it’s heroes, American vampires, an urban legend that still haunts those that know it, and mermaids that are so much more. Scott Snyder seems to love the things that devour mankind, and that feeling is ever present in “Wytches” from Image Comics. His newest effort with his former Detective Comics partner-in-art Jock, “Wytches” is a story of primal horror, and half-seen fear. Though there are certain things that need to be saved for a reading, here is what I can tell you. The first issue introduces us to two families, the Cray family and the Rooks. While we only stay with the Cray’s for a moment, it’s effect is staggering, filled with the promise of horror rather than the realization of it in just the first few pages. Snyder shows once more that he understands the effect of the imagination on a fragile psyche.
Snyder’s writing in “Wytches” is again serviced by three stellar professionals in the comic business – Jock, Matt Hollingsworth, and Clem Robins, respectively the pencils and inks, colors, and letterer. I’m not sure a comic has ever had a more cohesive group working on it. I don’t want to over-hype or get over excited about the work that’s being done on “Wytches,” but the hyperbole train has left the station and it’s too late to turn back now.
While the cold open of the book was spectacular and set the tone for the rest of the issue, this is where the combination of Snyder, Jock, and Hollingsworth shines. The shock value of the horror contained with in the book is never played to heavily relying more on time-worn tropes that don’t seem overly familiar in Snyder’s deft dialogue. Not letting a word go to waste, Snyder introduces us to the Rook family, Lucy, Charles, and their daughter Sailor, in such a way that is only complemented by the solid character work done by Jock. His lines are distinguishable in the best ways, finding a tightness and claustrophobia where necessary and exploding over the edges of the layout if the scene calls for it. The character design is seen most in the conversations between Charles and Sail, their banter serviced by not only Jock’s art but Hollingsworth’s oddly bright yet muted colors. The combination of this leaving me wanting issue 2 sooner rather than later.
When it all comes down to it, “Wytches” is a successful return to the horror genre for Snyder and a feather in the cap for the rest of the creators working on the project. I can’t recommend it strongly enough. But beware, read the book and the tale within at your own risk, Pledged is Pledged.
Sam Smith
Staff Writer
samuel@sub-cultured.com
Twitter: @samwasbornanerd
Those who know me know I refer to my field of interests as multiclassing. I enjoy sporting events as well as comic cons. I like talking about the merits of strategy in sports as much as I do strategies for Final Fantasy boss fights. I even enjoy arguing about the greatness of sports players as well as the greatness of all of the different Doctors. I think it’s good to be a well rounded sort of guy that way.
I naturally then subscribe to a host of different things on social media, and some of them are Doctor Who related (I even tried lobbying BBC to make me the brown doctor to no avail). So last month I saw what I considered to be a nice and funny post listing similarities between a Doctor Who Convention and the Super Bowl (that’s American Football for our ex-US friends) and found it wonderful. These were the points, according to the post, listed that both types events provided:
- Lots of fans traveling from all over to gather together and celebrate something that they love watching on TV
- Sometimes they dress up as their favorite characters
- A good place to make friends and have fun
- Usually you come home with lots of merchandise and souvenirs
- If you’re lucky, you might even get to meet one of the stars and get an autograph
How great is that? Sports and traditional geekery coming together to recognize the similarities between everyone. And you know me kids, I like bringing people together. I’ve even written on the topic of how we’re all the same, like how fantasy football and World of Warcraft share a lot. So this post made me really happy.
Until, that is, I started reading the comments. I know, I know, I should have just applied the YouTube comments rule and ignored them but once I started getting into them, I had a big problem reading some of them that were dripping in what can only be described as the old-school “geek vs sports” mentality. Something struck me as odd though – opposite of traditional convention, the venom was coming from the geeks to be hurled at the sports fans on the page. Unsolicited, and with a vengeance. Dozens of people posted about how these events could not possibly be the same because “football is for losers,” or that sci fi / doctor fans are “much smarter people,” or that football doesn’t “require thought” and fans of sports are somehow dumber. The vast majority of what I’ll call “partisan” commentary was against sports fans. I only spotted a couple actually insulting sci-fi fans, and those “insults” really didn’t get much harsher than “it’s not real.”
Seriously?
A fandom and community that might have been used to judgment over their lifetime is now slinging the judgment at others? And I might add, in an unsolicited manner? It was rough getting through it and feeling like these folks were trying to recreate a version of high school were the stereotypical geeks had the social upper hand. Or that maybe they were slinging this venom because that’s what their fandom dictates they do. Either way, it really upset me. For those who claim that Doctor who is about acceptance and people being themselves, they sure didn’t play the part. So why are traditional geeks, one of the groups I do identify with, taking this route? Are these the same people that reveled in Simon Pegg’s recent definition of “geek” that can now be found all over the internet? Are we so “open and accepting” to shun everyone that doesn’t identify with us? It’s spooky, and I don’t like it.
And I’m going to be the one to say it – all this reverse judging? Not ok guys. “Ew, dumb jock” and “Ugh, stupid nerd” ended in high school. Fans of both express their fandom, and the stereotype that sports fans have the IQ of a walnut is just as over-generalized as the one about nerds living in a basement doing their thing with anime/sci-fi/computers 24/7. If you’re a “nerd” judging others then you’ve become the very people who pestered you when you were/are young, if that’s your motivation here.
Both events and both “camps” have community as a big part of their fandom, and conversations on “who was the greatest running back/wide receiver” happen just as frequently as “who was the best doctor/companion.”
Now I think I have a unique perspective here. I’m a big geek in the traditional sense. I’m wearing a Green Lantern t-shirt typing this right now. I have this Saturday’s Doctor Who episode set to record because I’m not going to be around. I spend my downtime gaming. I launched my Final Fantasy career with the original on the NES when I was 8. On the other hand, I love football, and I do my best to watch every Eagles game during the season, regardless of how they’re doing. I try to get out and play golf as often as I can when the weather’s nice. Back in high school I did quiz bowl and debate after my advanced programming classes, but still played Ultimate Frisbee after school and was friends with the guys on the football team. You can say I have a foot in both camps as it were, and I do understand both sides of the coin.
Which is why I say to everyone, with love, that it’s time to grow the hell up. I understand that everyone is passionate about what they love and develop fierce loyalties. And we gravitate to people who share those passions and find a sense of community. But why does that mean that every other community is somehow inferior or less intelligent or somehow worse than yours? I just don’t get it, not these days anyway. According to these Whovian purists, has my INT stat taken a hit because I have a mind for sports as well?
According to my social media feeds, yeah. And that’s sad. I can guarantee you that once football season starts and posts/tweets about the NFL start ramping up in a couple months, so will the tweets and posts from those who feel intellectually superior, making damn sure that you know they’re too intellectually superior to watch sports. You will also, however, find that the reverse is not true at all. How do I know? because I’ve seen it every season since I’ve been on Twitter.
So are there really fan-based geek outcasts anymore? The folks I play fantasy football with are the same people who I used to raid with. “Sports geeks” as I call some of my friends know every stat and every event, both major and minor, in their arena of sports interests. They’re also some of the sharpest minds I’ve met.
So back to what I was talking about before in regards to Simon Pegg’s geek redefinition:
“Being a geek is all about being honest about what you enjoy and not being afraid to demonstrate that affection. It means never having to play it cool about how much you like something. It’s basically a license to proudly emote on a somewhat childish level rather than behave like a supposed adult. Being a geek is extremely liberating.”
Is there anyone here that disagrees? He put into words how I’ve always felt. And there’s a place and room for a lot of different types of folks at my table.
To those who feel like the negative facebook commenters, did I betray you? Have I gone astray from your fierce Whovian fandom? Then in the words of the Doctor himself:
Please, point a gun at me if it helps you relax.
Tushar Nene
Staff Writer
@tusharnene