Black Lightning Strikes Out!

Black Lightning - Cold Dead Hands is a modern reworking of the Black Lightning concept by the Tony Isabella, the characters creator. It's a modern comic book story with modern comic book art and that means for this fanboy it's an inferior outing compared to its Bronze Age source.

I give Isabella credit for trying to make this reimagined Black Lightning fit into the world of the modern day, a world in which young black men are shot down for far too little reason far too often. Once again we have the teacher-hero who returns to elevate the lives of the children and bring them hope. But in this case, the teacher-hero smacks too much of the type I don't like, given credit for charm but showing little evidence of labor and gifted with interested and bright students just eager for a chance. No one ever does the struggle of battling the system on behalf of kids who don't care for the battle to be fought, but Black Lightning came the closest. This version has too much Freedom Writers aroma for me, even if Jefferson Pierce is black.

And the Black Lightning here is not alone, but we are forced to encounter an avalanche of back up characters, most far too swiftly. The modern art makes identifying characters difficult in the best of times and saddling the reader with lots of pretty much identical people makes it almost impossible to keep up. And then there are shape-shifters too.

The villain in this story is Tobias Whale, but in contradiction to the original we get a black Whale, the albino villain trope being cast overboard in this instance. Unfortunately the bleached white skin in opposition to Jeffersion Pierce was much of the thematic undercurrent of the series. He's not as scary and doesn't feel nearly as memorable.

And where did all the fucking aliens come from. It seems the DCU is now rife with aliens around every corner. I'm not sure if this is the way it is these days, but these sci-fi touches really scratch gashes in the realism  a series like Black Lightning is supposed to have.

This is a more powerful Black Lightning too, a man with an electrical field and a suit that makes the most of it in some creative ways. I'm worried that Black Lightning is too powerful, too far removed from his "blaxploitation" fisticuffs mode, but I can handle that change I guess.

All in all this was a much less compelling read than the original or the nineties revival. It lacked the chutzpah of both of those series and as pretty as it could be was at times just plain confusing.

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Goliath In Black!

Tony Isabella has crafted a reputation for writing black heroes. His creation DC's Black Lightning being  the most famous of his outings in this arena. But he began at Marvel and there he wrote some singular issues of the comic Luke Cage, Power Man and later he crafted the earliest adventures of Black Goliath.

In the debut issue of Black Goliath (smartly drawn by George Tuska and Vince Colletta) we meet the fifteen foot giant who is in his off hours Bill Foster, a talented bio-chemist who had in earlier days assisted Henry Pym and it was there that he'd "perfected" the growing formula which Pym had dabbled with for many years. In that first issue we find a Goliath who is reminiscing about his early days in the Watts community and who ends up fighting some low-level criminals he chances upon. Later we learn that Foster is a man in full command of his power, who can elevate to fifteen feet on a whim and who is running a research lab manned by three up and coming talented young scientists. He seems to be a man well positioned for a successful life, but as we well know the lot of a superhero is rarely blissful..

We'd first met Black Goliath in the pages of Luke Cage, Power Man when the aforementioned Hero for Hire came to blows with the giant when he was searching for his lady love Claire Temple. Turns out Claire is the ex-wife of Foster and had joined him on the West Coast to help because she thought he was trapped at the fifteen foot size. Apparently this is a lie perpetrated by Foster to keep Claire close.

Black Goliath and Luke Cage face off, but both find themselves fighting as a duo against the Circus of Crime. 

I love the Circus of Crime, but this is not one of their most entertaining outings. Cage and Foster quickly dispense with them and Black Goliath moves on the headline his own title, but only briefly. 

Black Goliath only lasted four more issues and rated on visit with Spidey in Marvel Team-Up. Later Bill Foster changed his fighting name to Giant-Man and fought alongside the Thing in Marvel-Two-In-One. He became a background character at Marvel for many years.

Always it seemed he was a hero looking for a place to fight, a time to show his worth. The very stuff of tragedy. 

On a final note, let me that I always loved the corner box image for these the Black Goliath comics, brief though was their stay. 

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Black Lightning Strikes Back!

By the time Tony Isabella was writing the adventures of his creation Black Lightning once more the world had changed, at least the world of comic books. In the early 90's when this series dropped the gandiose Image style was ascendant and that bombast is evident to some degree in this comic, sometimes to its detriment. Eddy Newell is a dandy artist, but the storytelling loses its way on occasion. "Brick City Blues" tells us of the 90's when the evil of Crack cocaine was the dominant drug of choice for the folks on the street and the "War on Drugs" was in full swing. (Lacing any foreign conflicts we decided to wage war on ourselves to keep the juices flowing.) That the "War on Drugs" was a debacle is well documented now with even Republicans wanting to garner some pity from above by seeking to modify prison sentences.

"Brick City" is an area of Cleveland, or at least that's what is on  Isabella's mind. Olympian Jeff Pierce is teaching again, bringing his talents to Brick City to dazzle the his tiny classes with inspiration and positive thinking. I have to confess that this kind of "hero teacher" trope is one of my least favorite and has done harm to my profession, one which I'm wrapping up after three decades and a bit. The public thinks all it takes is a little razzle dazzle and clever quotes from Whitman and children can be elevated and rescued from frightening home scenarios. It's actually a lot of hard tedious dogged work by folks who only want to find a few minutes for lunch who make the difference, that is if the powers that be will let them alone long enough.

I shouldn't take all my animus on these "hero teachers" out on poor Jeff Pierce, as he's better than many fictional teachers I've tumbled across. But if I knew that I could send an electrical tingle down the arm of my least favorite student once in a while, I might be proud classroom warrior for justice too. I've always said you are not a teacher unless you don't imagine the discreet use of a little electricity might not improve the gig.

But it's not just about Jeff Pierce in this one, it's about Black Lightning, the new superhero in town. He gets some help from the diligent cops and less from the others. He's seen partly as a nuisance unless he's just saved your personal bacon. The main baddie in the first several issues, aside from assorted gang-bangers, is a chap dubbed "Painkiller" who has an assortment of powers, he can either make you numb where he chooses or he can affect your senses, making you blind for instance. Black Lightning's electric field seems to give him just enough of an immunity that the two can fight ferociously.

Just like in the original series by Isabella, this one features a gritty realism in that death strikes quickly, surprisingly and without remorse.

One of my favorite issues is the one when Black Lightning is recuperating from his battles and a near-death experience. The inside view of his thoughts really make the character stand out.

Isabella wraps up his return to the Black Lightning with a trio of tales involving the Metroplois hero Crimebuster. It's a convoluted yarn and not as as good as the first series, though it does to some extent offer up an ending of sorts. It's not discussed but Isabella is taken off the book as well Newell who got a lot of help in these final issues.

When the story picks up we have a new writer and a new artist and they are quick to make some changes to the status quo of the series. Jeff Pierce fights for his job and the Black Lightning operates in the shadow of a deadly serial killer. A villain from his past resurfaces as well.

For a time Lightning himself is thought to be the villain, but it's eventually cleared up with some "outsider" help in time for the series finale. And unlike the first Black Lightning series, this one does get some closure.

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Black Lightning Strikes Again!

Black Lightnng proved too good a character to let disappear when the original series passed away during the great comic book implosion. Jeff Pierce was a smart and adept black man who wanted to bring justice to Suicide Slum and those were stories needed telling. So what to do?

World's Finest, the longtime home of Superman and Batman tandem was a dollar comic for a time and had room to rent to aspiring heroes and heroines looking for a place to next. Hawkman and Hawkgirl too up residence as did Captain Marvel / Shazam. Green Arrow had been there in the pre-dollar days and that left room for one more and Black Lightning stepped in.

Written by Denny O'Neil and drawn by Dick Dillin, George Tuska, and Rich Buckler among others the stories sadly were not that strong. O'Neil didn't get Isabella's take on Black Lightning and instead of a good man pretending to be a brash superhero we get just the former, a hero full of platitudes all too eager to call attention to the color of his skin. 

The fight against the underworld continued but the private life of Jefferson Pierce was almost never dealt with aside from a few antique references to mimeographing some tests. (That was a blast from the past, I'll say that.)

Things were a little better when Black Lightning guest-starred alongside Superman. The threat is from the school Pierce works at and that helps, but the absolute oddness of the threat is not the kind of thing Black Lightning ought to battling. He doesn't do aliens. '

Which is pretty much what he told the Justice League of America when they checked him out for membership, In classic Silver Age style they tested  him under the guise of presumed villains but it felt weird and in the end he turned them down. 

One excellent thing about the two-parter, a favorite of mine from this era of the JLA, is that Dick Dillin and Frank McLaughling drew Black Lighting exceedingly well. His costume really had snap and I got a real sense of what should look like. It had seemed rather drab really from the get go, a side effect of Vince Colletta's inks (I generally like Colletta, but he doesn't hit the mark on his turn on Black Lightning). 

Then it was off to Detective Comics, also a dollar book as Black Lightning closed out his Bronze Age career. 

He looked quite sharp alongside Batman when Dick Giordano drew him as they worked in parallel mostly to stop a deadly gang of gas theives. 

But it was in the last two installments of his run that new writer J.M DeMatteis and artist Gerald Forton really hit the ball out of the park. Suddenly the personal life was back and the school was front and center and the whole thing felt exactly right. The tone of the character was the strongest it had been since Isabella's departure. 

And like that it was over. Black Lightning finished out his run and then went on to join Batman in the replacement comic for The Brave and the Bold -- The Outsiders. Drawn by Jim Aparo (as he was in his Who's Who entry he looked quite sharp. (See the cover at the very top of this post.)

It would be some time before he'd return again under the hand of his creator Tony Isabella. That's coming soon.  

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The Whole Kitten Kaboodle!

I knew I wanted this collection the moment I was aware of it. This is the very kind of trade collection I adore, one which pulls together stories from across the broad expanse of time and space and gathers them into a handsome single package for easy perusal. Tigra is one of those characters in the Marvel Universe who has wandered around hither and beyond looking for a place to land. She began as a simple superhero named The Cat, part of a feminist offensive Marvel touted in the early 70's. Beware! The Claws of The Cat joined Shanna The She-Devil and Night Nurse as part of a trio of new titles featuring female leads and featuring female creative talent. Alas none of them got past five issues as I recollect and The Cat only made it to four. But all four are here. The first is a  tour d' force by Wally Wood over Marie Severin layouts. Later Bill Everett, Jim Starlin, Alan Weiss and more would draw her as each issue is very different from the one which preceded it. And then came Tigra.

In the pages of Giant-Size Creatures #1 (and only) Tigra leaps out alongside the Werewolf by Night. Greer Nelson is seems is not just a superhero, but the progeny of an ancient race of cat people and ends up by the finish of this issue transformed into one them sort of. And just like that she's popped into another fad -- the horror genre which for a brief time swallowed the Marvel Universe.

After a brief stopover in Monsters Unleashed, Tigra eventually finds a home in an oddity named Marvel Chillers (taking over the title from Modred the Magician...remember him...I didn't think so.) And just like her run in The Cat it seems each issue is drawn by someone else making the series doomed to early cancellation. But we gets some good stuff with Will Meugniot, George Tuska, and an up and coming John Byrne taking a try.

And once that series wrapped Tigra became just part of the sprawling Marvel Universe. Patsy Walker took up her Cat guise, becoming Hellcat and Greer Nelson becomes a sleek and ready character waiting for someone to come up with some nifty stories for her. She's an Avenger for a while, but those stories will not be found here in this collection.

This volume closes with a really  handsome four issue limited series from the part of this century. I cannot say that much of the modern stuff speaks to me, but I do like this run. Mike Deodato's artwork, which can leave me cold at times, is in idea form here.

It might be a few weeks or months before I can tear into these stories again, but I'm eager to do so.

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