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"They're mad, they're ancient,
they're wolflike... and they're colour-coded. Inane
lupine retcons, tonight on Sick Sad World."
Every once in a while, we are
blessed with a storyline that is truly abysmal. Such a
story deserves space. Fortunately, all of the other
X-books are in mid-storyline this week, which leaves me free
to look at Wolverine #55 in all its awful majesty.
Now, before we go any further,
it's worth taking a moment to acknowledge this storyline's
one indisputable strength. It's pretty. Simone
Bianchi can draw. Even faced with a series of
essentially random events, Bianchi at least manages to find
ample opportunity for strong, memorable pages of artwork.
If you like pretty pictures, you'll like this story.
But then, Bianchi could illustrate the telephone directory
and it would look good.
So let's pass on to consider
exactly what Bianchi was given to draw. This is the
final part of "Evolution", a six part storyline written by
Jeph Loeb and, it seems, tying in to the plot of Daniel
Way's Wolverine: Origins series. Basically, the
function of this story is to introduce Romulus, Way's main
villain. That's not a good start, but it's hardly a
fatal blow.
But good lord, what a mess.
Failed comics come in many types. Some are the result
of catastrophic miscommunications between writer and editor.
Some are due to deadline crashes or last-minute changes of
plan. Some are basically good ideas marred by inept
execution. And then there are stories like these -
stories that fail on every level, from the basic concept
through to the plot, the research, and the details of the
script. Stories where the pacing is shot to hell, and
even the dumb entertainment value is almost entirely absent.
Stories with nothing to recommend them whatsoever.
It is genuinely surprising to
see a writer as experienced as Jeph Loeb producing a story
quite this poor. To be honest, I've given him a
degree of the benefit of the doubt so far with this
storyline, on the assumption that it had to be heading
somewhere at least passably rational. But, well, here
we are.
Loeb's output has always been,
shall we say, inconsistent. His contribution to the
current Onslaught Reborn miniseries, for example,
does not exactly read like the product of long hours of
scrutiny and multiple drafts. But the fact remains
that he clearly knows his fundamentals, and he knows how to
tell a story. So when he produces something as
absurdly wide of the mark as this, you have to wonder.
Can he honestly think this is any good?
Strangely, it's such an odd
story that I suspect he probably does. It reads like
the work of someone who thinks he's being clever. I
strongly suspect that Loeb and his editor, Axel Alonso,
honestly think this is great stuff. They couldn't be
more wrong.
As I say, the story is a
disaster on the most fundamental levels. But let's
start with the little things and work our way up.
In continuity terms, it's a
train wreck. The storyline opens at the X-Men Mansion,
where Sabretooth is living contentedly as a member of the
team, as per X-Men. But the action then
continues through to this issue, where Wolverine kills him
dead. Now, that's rather hard to square with Mike
Carey's X-Men stories, in which Sabretooth betrays
the team, escapes during the Hecatomb storyline, and is then
dumped in the ocean during an episode of Cable & Deadpool.
Logically, all of that's got to come before this story...
but then, why is Sabretooth being treated as a house guest
at the start of the arc? When does Sabretooth even
return to the X-Men at all? In Carey's stories, even
before Sabretooth turned on the team, he was kept under lock
and key.
Now, this is far from the
biggest problem with the story, but it's not exactly trivial
either. It's a fundamental clash between this story
and X-Men, even though the opening scene expressly
founds on Carey's X-Men to justify Sabretooth's
presence at the Mansion in the first place. As
continuity errors go, it's a pretty enormous one.
Then we've got Wolverine
talking about Silver Fox in part one as if her death had
stuck in continuity. Since she showed up in Larry
Hama's run alive and well some years ago, that doesn't
really work. Loeb's solution to this problem, in this
week's issue, is to write a petulant monologue in which
Wolverine grumbles that Silver Fox's death is still just as
important even though it might not have happened. The
basic point is fair enough - it's still a traumatic event
because he believed it at the time - but the defensive tone
of the script is hard not to smirk at.
What else? Apparently,
the Black Panther and Storm are living in Wakanda right now,
even though the core plot of Fantastic Four and
Black Panther is based on the fact that they aren't.
Not so important, but still a pretty basic blunder.
And Loeb's collection of people
with wolf-like powers descended from wolves includes Feral
(cat), Thornn (cat) and Sasquatch (magical creature).
Hey, they've got fur, right? That's close enough.
That's good enough for Jeph Loeb and Axel Alonso, and it'll
damn well be good enough for you, oh paying customer.
Dog, cat, sasquatch, whatever. They're close enough if
you screw up your eyes and squint real hard.
Poor Rahne Sinclair gets some
of her worst ever dialogue in this issue. "I dinnae
can say, Logan." I mean, for heaven's sake, that's not
any dialect known to man. "I don't can say"? Do
you people even think about this stuff before sending it to
the letterer? I know it's not technically a continuity
point, but believe it, it makes me reach for my baseball bat
regardless.
Now, I know what you're saying.
This is trivia. These are
points of detail, of interest only to the sort of nitpicker
who knows the difference between a cat and a sasquatch.
This is America, goddamit, and if our children leave school
knowing what a cat is, they've been reading too many books
and playing too little football. What are you, some
sort of difference-between-a-cat-and-a-sasquatch-knowing
nancy boy? Such considerations are beneath Jeph Loeb,
for he is thinking of the bigger picture. To the true
maestro, the cat and the sasquatch are as one.
So let's look at that bigger
picture.
The plot of this storyline
borders on total incoherence. Loeb's basic idea is
that Wolverine has been plagued with dreams about the long
history of a race of wolf-men, who have been led throughout
time by the immortal Romulus. This leads him to, well,
attack Sabretooth in part one for no particular reason.
The two have a big fight. This somehow leads them to
end up in a desert where by sheer coincidence they are taken
in by Storm and the Black Panther who coincidentally have
recently learned about a Wakandan archaeological dig that
turned up some wolf men the other week. Even though
they don't know anything about Wolverine's dreams, and
therefore have no plot reason to connect the two, they still
think this is information of massive interest to Wolverine.
Yet more fighting ensues.
Wild Child shows up as an agent of Romulus, as do a bunch of
ridiculously ill-chosen wolf-characters (in the loosest
possible sense), who stand around shufling their feet and
mumbling that they don't actually know why they're in the
story. Loeb seems to have included them for two
reasons - first, he wants to illustrate the point that there
are lots of characters with similar powers to Wolverine.
That misfires spectacularly when he starts choosing people
like Sasquatch to make the point. Second, Loeb needs
some throwaway bozos to kill off, so he digs up Feral and
Thornn. Except, oops, they both lost their powers on
M-Day so we get some hasty dialogue explaining that they got
their powers back except, hell, mutants can't get their
powers back, can they? Because that would screw up the
big crossover. So, er, they got their appearance
back but not their powers. Er... look, Feral's dead!
All this leads Wolverine to
have a gratuitous fight with Sabretooth in which he kills
off his arch-nemesis in double-quick time using a magic
sword that was set up in Wolverine: Origins about a
year ago, but was not previously mentioned in this storyline
at all.
Wild Child then shows up to
deliver a clumsy piece of exposition in which he claims that
everyone with vaguely similar powers is part of a parallel
strand of human evolution based on wolves (no, really,
that's the plot), all of whom are somehow under the
influence and control of the immortal Romulus. Wild
Child also explains - and I swear I'm not making this up -
that throughout history, there have always been two
wolf-types who've emerged from the pack, one of them with
dark hair, and one blond. Because, see, Wolverine and
Sabretooth's decades-long rivalry carries much more
resonance when you attach it to a silly prophecy written on
the back of an envelope that has nothing to do with any
story that either character has ever appeared in.
I mean, where do you start?
It's not a story. It's just a string of random events
in no logical sequence that happens to lead to a big
revelation that we're supposed to care about. Why are
we supposed to care about it? Because it's a
revelation. Characters wander onto the page and off
again without ever having a good reason to be there.
It's disjointed, it lacks pacing, it lacks tension, and
frankly, it would disgrace a novice fanfic writer.
Its key objective is to make us
care about Romulus as a villain, and in this, it fails
completely. All that we get from this story, even read
together with Wolverine: Origins, is that Romulus is
a generic pack leader who does villainous things because
he's evil. Who cares? The story presents him as
a mystery and expects us to be intrigued. But you
don't generate interest just by shoving a question out
there. You have to give the readers a reason to care
about the answer. Nothing about Romulus suggests a
remotely interesting character.
Now, compare and contrast
somebody like Mr Sinister, a villain who debuted in the late
eighties and lasted a good few years before developing a
proper personality. He was a cipher too. But at
least he was a cipher with a curious agenda. He was
obsessed with Cyclops' baby. Why? That's a
mystery. Why does it work? Because we care about
Cyclops, we care about the fate of his son, and we're given
just enough information to speculate about why this strange
villain might be interested in little Nate. Sinister
is hardly a classic creation - he rapidly degenerated into a
character who could be wheeled out to perform arbitrary acts
of enigmatic villainy. But at least there was
something to him when he was introduced.
With Romulus, we already pretty
much know his agenda. He's the pack leader and he
manipulates his underlings. We know his personality.
He's evil. We've seen nothing to suggest any other
dimension to his personality beyond that. So he's an
evil guy who does evil things because he's evil.
Where's the intrigue in that?
It's not even an original
concept. Chuck Austen did exactly the same idea with
his Maximus Lobo character in "Dominant Species" a few years
ago. And "Dominant Species" was considerably better.
At least the imagery made some sort of internal sense, even
if the underlying theme was absurd. At least the plot
had a halfway sensible structure. This - and I can
hardly believe I'm writing such a thing - isn't even in
Chuck Austen's league. He wrote some godawful stories
during his time on the X-Men, stories where the central
premise was irredeemable and the plot was riddled with
holes. But at least they had the basic shape of a
story. "Evolution" doesn't even have that. "The
Draco" was better than this.
What else? I could also
point out that the laughable "blond hair and black hair"
prophecy suggests that nobody involved quite gets magic as a
story device. Technically, Loeb isn't invoking magic -
he's just asserting that a blonde and a dark-haired wolf guy
will always emerge from the pack because, hey, just because.
But when you start asserting all-purpose prophecies with no
logical underpinnings whatsoever, it's close enough to magic
for all practical purposes.
Now, lots of writers get away
with arbitrary prophecies and magical gibberish that
conveniently drives the plot forward. Sometimes it
works, sometimes it doesn't. A lot of the underlying
assumptions of magic, generally speaking, were based on the
idea that superficial similarities between two unrelated
things point to some deeper meaning and connection.
This is why magic is great for story purposes - it's
metaphor writ large. You can get away with pretty much
anything when it comes to magic, as long as there's some
sort of metaphorical or symbolic structure to it. 99
times out of a hundred, that's the difference between
arbitrary nonsense and intangible meaning.
What exactly is being
symbolised by the idea that there's always been a black and
a blonde-haired duo who break out of the pack?
Nothing. Loeb might just have got away with a duo,
because a charitable reader might have read it as signifying
that throughout history there have always been two great
warriors defined by their rivalry for each other.
Their mutual hatred drives them to become great. Or
something like that. It's not a point that Loeb makes
in any remotely coherent way, but with a fair wind, readers
might have given him the benefit of the doubt.
But when you start nailing on
random hair colours, which signify absolutely nothing, in a
clumsy attempt to show that Wolverine and Sabretooth have a
lineage to the dawn of time, you're just getting silly.
It becomes painfully obvious that the writer doesn't
actually understand how magic works (as a plot element) and
is simply aping the sort of thing he's seen in other
people's stories. Hey, if Neil Gaiman can get away
with it, why not Jeph Loeb? Er, because Neil Gaiman
knows what he's doing with this kind of thing, and Jeph Loeb
does a very convincing impression of someone who doesn't.
Worst of all, this series - and
Wolverine: Origins - is engaged in a pointless
attempt to reinvent the wheel. Wolverine, as developed
by Chris Claremont through the late seventies and early
eighties, is arguably one of the best characters Marvel have
developed in recent decades. The mystery about his
past was always a part of his appeal, but a peripheral part.
It was about the personality, the style, and let's be
honest, the violence. He didn't become an A-list
character by appearing in tiresome stories giving him
outrageously complicated and contrived origin stories.
Origins was a mediocre
series, but one that did no real harm. It added a
fairly straightforward set of events that was consistent
enough with what came later, and didn't complicate matters
too much. But now, even though all the real mysteries
were resolved years ago anyway, we have Way and Loeb
inventing new mysteries so that they can solve them.
The maxim "If it ain't broke,
don't fix it" has rarely been more appropriate than it is
for Wolverine. He's a simple, elegant, straightforward
and direct character. He does not need byzantine
mysteries in his back story. He does not need to be
descended from wolves. He most certainly does not need
to be tied to the immortal wolf-man who founded Rome.
He just needs to be an ex-secret service guy with a vaguely
defined past, who struggles to keep the balance between his
humanity and his violent rages. It's not hard.
That's the character. You can do anything with him,
anywhere in the last 130 years or so. It's very
flexible.
There really is a certain
arrogance in looking at Wolverine and thinking, do you know,
I can improve on that. I can make him the descendent
of a hidden race of wolf-men. That'll be much better.
It's such an underexplored archetype.
Somebody, I forget who, once
said "It's easy to mock. But that's no reason not to."
It is indeed easy to mock this story, because aside from the
art, it is without any redeeming virtues whatsoever.
I've read worse central ideas; I've seen more incoherent
plots. But rarely have I seen a story that was so bad
and so misconceived across the board as this one. It's
truly awful.
A powerful case can be made
that this is the worst Wolverine storyline of all time.
I certainly can't think of any obvious contenders.
Rating: D-
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