Sharper Image

I’ve a friend who until a few weeks ago refused to buy Image books on a matter of principle. His reasoning was that Image had been billed as a comic line apart from the mainstream offering a more mature take on the comic book medium. But he felt rather than that they had seemed to be offering books that seemed to be a little too over excited at being able to run around with their friends like over sugared kids, in an unsupervised playground and the results were often less than satisfying. Lots of girls, guns and gore but lacking in a certain substance.

He may well have a point. Until very recently few of their titles really jumped off the shelf at me. 2009’s Back To Brooklyn was a stand out, as was Olympus. Sure there were the obvious marquee titles, but none of these occupied a particular place in my affections. And they were few and far between. Given it’s a publisher approaching its twentieth year of existence, I found it puzzling so few books were able to hit the mark. Its early history was littered with big boobs and over the top action, and the company itself marred by internal division and well publicised splits. After successes in the nineties, the new decade saw its light fade like a 10 year old glow stick.

It was Vertigo that I looked to for a hit of more adult entertainment (not that type…) and for the most part it was paying off. Recently books like Zanadu, The Unwritten, and Morrison’s Joe the Barbarian stood out and obviously there was more than just a few aces in the hand with a back catalogue unmatched by any publisher in the mature reader’s game. However it has seemed over the past couple of years to be playing cautious, and with a change in the way it remunerated its creators there were questions as to if it would be able to continue to produce books, the like of which had earned the DC imprints place at the top of the “grown ups” comic book hierarchy.

But in the last few months Image seems to have gone from a few stand out books, to offering a staggering array of brain-spinning books, that not only satisfy the mind of those seeking something that expands genres, or pushes the envelope of the medium to the limits, but also has some mass market, commercial appeal. It’s a tough tightrope to walk, and there are now several books not just walking down it, but turning cartwheels with it’s trousers down, sticking its fingers up to the big two.

To my mind it started with Chew, the amazing stand out success of this title seems to have been just the start of a storm front of quality, which is starting to put real pressure on both my wallet and standing order.

Next up was Nick Spencer’s Morning Glories. On the surface a colourful teen drama, but in fact is a dark tale of evil supernatural goings on, in a school full of imprisoned children. If that wasn’t enough hot on the heels of that book came the eye popping challenging, and intelligent Infinite Vacation. A collaboration with Christian Ward who last made my head spin when on art duties on the aforementioned Olympus. The last month or so has seen a sudden glut of books all of which could well have been contenders in my book of the year for several years to come. It’s like I’ve suddenly been spoilt for choice.

Non player by Nate Simpson is just a stunningly beautiful book. A subtle story about on line lives in the near future, it has already received a great deal of buzz prior to release, the first issue delivers in terms of well written and superbly realised storytelling that feels like the start of a very special story. Blue Estate by Viktor Kalvachev is the off beat tale of a Spillane style geek gumshoe, in a stylised modern pulp setting. It seems so unlike other crime books available presently, and is another book which leaves me fidgeting in my seat waiting for the next issue. Green Wake is a book that has caused Ryan over at Weekly Crisis and CBR to excitedly contribute to the MOMBcast to evangelise about the quality of this book. From Ryan this is high praise indeed and enough of an endorsement to ensure this is a future favourite of mine.

For me the real diamond in the recent glut though it Joe Casey and Mike Huddleston’s – Butcher Baker, The Righteous Maker. A mad gonzo take on the superhero myth, a dystopian tale of a retired superhero, leading a life of all American hedonism, dragged back for that action classic the “one last mission”. It crackles with every page turn, and slaps the reader about the face relentlessly with its bright bold brilliance. Sharp stylish dialogue and scripting with eye popping art, make it an outstanding title.

All of these books are of course, very new, and yet to deliver anything other than an amazing first issue or so. However, if these last few months are indicative of what direction Image are taking, I see no reason why they shouldn’t cement a position first in the queue nipping at the heels of the big two. But more importantly compared to the mature output of Vertigo, Dynamite, Dark Hose et al, it seems well on course to be the number one in it’s niche, and may I modestly suggest, become the publisher it always seemed it could be.