Monthly Archives: December 2011

Narbonic: Director’s Cut

It has been several years since I last perused the entire archive of Narbonic. Of course, given that the comic ended a couple years back, that makes some sense; while I’ve been tempted occasionally to peruse the archives as Shaenon Garrity’s Narbonic: Director’s Cut slowly approaches the culmination of her opus comic, I’ve resisted the urge partly due to the joy of re-experiencing the comics again, and reading Garrity’s commentary on each strip. I found today’s strip to be especially delightful when the titular character broke down and in a moment of sheer adorableness ask Dave to go out steady with her. But I disagree with Garrity concerning the depiction of Helen’s face in the second and third panels; perhaps it’s my lack of formal artistic training (I’m a writer, not an artist) but I don’t see what’s wrong with how Helen was drawn in the third panel. In fact, I found her wide-eyed gaze and emotiveness worked quite well. But then, it’s always been true that we are our own worse critics, and as Garrity admits in her commentary, this kind of thing probably only bothers her.

Sparkling Generation Valkyrie Yuuki

For ten years now, the contemporary transformation comic Sparkling Generation Valkyrie Yuuki has greeted the Christmas season with a holiday comic focusing nominally on Yuuki and his/her sidekick and best friend Chiaki (and of course Blue Angel Jessie, who has a contractual obligation to show up in some form for each holiday comic). During this time we’ve been treated to the abuse of rude otaku, snowball fights, and a variety of other hijinks; this year, cartoonist Kittyhawk decided to try something different by combining the Nordic myths of Gylfaginning and Lokasenna to craft a Winter Solstice story… from Loki’s point of view.

Naturally it’s not just a straight retelling (even with the two stories merged); Yuuki, Chiaki and Thor add in commentary and questions from time to time (including why Loki is depicted as a cat-person – it’s Yuuki’s fault as his/her imagination is providing the visuals); and I must admit that the thought of people throwing things at Baldur because it was the only thing to do for amusement in the pre-Internet era is rather amusing. Interestingly enough, by merging the two stories, there’s an actual reason for Loki being chained to a rock with poison dripped in his eyes (outside of his trolling an Aesir party). The comic was a delightful change from the usual antics, and even linked the side-scrolling of the comic’s infinite canvas technique with Loki reading the story from a scroll, making for an interesting read.

IP Blocking

Last month I blocked web traffic from the Ukraine. I’d held off on blocking Russia due to the fact I’ve relatives there who for some mysterious reason actually enjoy reading my review site (I find it puzzling as they’re not into webcomics). Unfortunately, I’m still getting suspicious traffic from Russian websites, so I’m going to extend the IP ban to include Russia as well.

For any of my readers in Russia, there is an alternative (non-blocked) method of viewing Tangents; Tangents has a news feed in Livejournal: http://tangentsreviews.livejournal.com/. (For that matter, anyone in the Ukraine can also use this news feed as well, though I realize they’re not going to find out through this post.)

I apologize for the inconvenience. But considering the hacker from several months back was running a phishing scheme piggybacking off of my site, I’d rather make it as inconvenient for him as possible so he’ll not find this venture cost-effective.

Take care, all.

Rob H.

Doomsday, My Dear

While I do occasionally find new webcomics via e-mail recommendations, most of the new comics I find these days are the result of online advertising. Even then it tends to be more miss than hit; sadly, many online comics rely on art that has little to do with the comic (with some art being completely unrelated to the comic on hand). Often I’ll find myself browsing through a few comics and then giving up on it and moving on to something else. But every so often I’ll find a comic that catches my interest enough to continue reading… and on rare occasions I’ll find something so intriguing that I can’t put the comic down.

Doomsday, My Dear is one of those latter comics. I must admit when I first started reading the comic, I wasn’t sure I’d enjoy it. I started reading from the back (as often it’s the later comics that are the best of the lot) and after a couple dozen comics realized that not only was this one comic I’d have to start reading from the start… but that I wasn’t going to be able to stop reading this tonight. (I’m serious on this – I went from reading to reviewing in maybe four hours. There are only a couple of comics that have inspired reviews so quickly.)

The comic focuses on two fugitives (Abner and Cyril) who are trying to survive a government pogrom in Britain against carriers of a “blood plague” that manifests with their children (and, interestingly enough, through heterochromia, or mismatched eyes), and their friends and other people involved with them. Interestingly, the cast of characters includes elements in the government that have seized control and have enacted violent purges against the carriers, while enforcing a media blackout and ceasing all intercontinental travel.

Abner’s your typical male protagonist in this sort of drama, who’s been hiding from government forces with friends while wondering what happened to his girlfriend Poe who vanished soon after Buckingham Palace was blown up at the start of the comic. He does stand out a bit from his protagonist brethren as he has a bit of a stutter (that might be related to having seen someone shot in the head just feet from him when he was young). Outside of that he’s a normal 19-year-old with no special abilities to speak of (outside of being a carrier of a genetic disease, that is).

The second protagonist, Cyril, is the one I find much more interesting. He was a spy in the USSR and helped the current dictatorial government seize control of Britain. Unfortunately, his efforts to hide his blood plague carrier status didn’t quite work out, and he ended up tossed in a government facility. Where Abner is ineffectual, Cyril is efficient. Where Abner is decent and nice, Cyril is an asshole who manipulates those around him – even after being tossed in a facility, mind you. And while you might not exactly like Cyril, you can’t help but cheer him on as he smashes his face into the prime minister’s nose and… well, let’s not completely spoil things now, shall we?

There are some issues with the comic. I would think that after the first few instances of children being born with the plague happened, all new pregnancies would occur in isolation until the newborns are confirmed to be healthy. Likewise, I’m not sure that Britain’s government could be taken over quite as easily as it did in the comic. Though given that Britain has far fewer guns, I suppose it might be difficult for people to effectively protest the overthrow of their government… especially given that the primary target of the government are people who have inadvertently caused widespread suffering and fear.

Cartoonist Cami Woodruff has stated that Doomsday, My Dear is meant to be read from start-to-finish. As such, it’s currently a work in progress and I’m not sure how reading it on an update-by-update basis will satisfy, especially after the initial archive crawl is over. The artwork itself has almost a watercolor feel to it which gives the comic an almost surreal look; the colors are perhaps a bit brighter than you’d expect for the setting, but this might be deliberate on Woodruff’s part. In short, I highly recommend this comic. My only warning is that you might want to wait ‘til the weekend to start reading it, because you might end up staying up late finishing the initial archive crawl.

Girl Genius

Perhaps it’s just fortuitous timing, but I can’t help but be amused by the Christmassy aspect of today’s Girl Genius. I’m sure some of you are scratching your heads over what dragons (especially a steampunk-enhanced dragon) has to do with Christmas… until you take a step back and look at it more whimsically. First, red and green are the colors most often attributed to Christmas (no doubt due to use of the holly plant (which has red berries and green leaves) in winter solstice celebrations for centuries now)… and here we have a green dragon next to a red building. Panel 3 even has an amusing juxtaposition of a column over the head of the dragon, giving it an impromptu hat.

Next, there’s the fact our “jolly green guardian” is holding a sack that is filled apparently with treasures meant to be distributed to those minions who have aided the Heterodynes (or in other words, awarding those who’ve been “good”). Those who oppose the Heterodynes of course get flambéed into charcoal (as that’s what dragons do best), allowing for the whole “coal in the stockings of the naughty” theme… even if the coals in question are from the burning remains of the Heterodynes foes. Yes, I know. It’s a stretch. But Phil and Kaja Foglio enjoy being subtle at times, and this comic works quite well both as a mainsteam part of the comic… and as a delightful nod to the season for those with a quirky enough imagination to see it.

And if I can indulge in a brief tangent, I’d like to comment on my previous article on the ringing of the Doom Bell, and my belief on how Airman Higgs and Zeetha would respond. In all likelihood we’re not going to be treated to one final “echo” of the Doom Bell (though that does not rule out a flashback). But given what we know about the Jägers (who were apparently mortal men who agreed to be transformed into Jägerkin) and Higgs’ own Jäger-like tendencies (if normally kept under wraps), I had wondered if Higgs was a type of Jägerkin – a subtle type that could integrate into humanity.

Ten days ago we saw an alternative possibility sneak into the background of one Phil Foglio’s double-page updates, nestled into the corner of the comic when the Jägerkin returned to Mechanicsburg, with a Jägerkin having a quiet and heartfelt reunion kiss from one of the ladies of the town. This doesn’t look to be an unwanted kiss, despite the suddenness of it. Instead, it seems more like a classic welcome-home kiss, one that can happen between a soldier and a girlfriend who’ve not seen each other for too long… or even a spontaneous kiss as sometimes happened to the soldiers returning home from the Second World War. And this, no doubt, was part of what the Foglios were working toward.

But it also suggests something else… something fascinating. The Jägerkin are not feared and hated inside Mechanicsburg. Years back, we’d even seen that Jägers were quite taken with von Pinn and saw they were… flirtatious toward other women at times, but I never really took it the next reasonable step: that the Jägerkin were human enough to be in any sort of romantic relationship… or father children. What if Airman Higgs is so “unstoppable” because he’s the child of a Jäger? He may lack the monstrous dentition and claws of a Jäger, but he’s shown their same resilience… and a tendency to slip into a Jäger accent when stressed. No doubt we won’t learn the truth for a while yet, though it would make for a fun Christmas extra. You know, while the Heterodyne dragon is busy distributing goodies for the minions.

Something Positive

Maybe it’s the cynic in me, but I must admit I’ve been surprised (and perhaps puzzled) by the direction that Mike’s story in Something Positive has been going. Given that Mike is the perpetual chew toy of the author, it seems… odd to see him actually succeeding at something, especially something as inane and idiotic as running around in a purple costume while helping people out. So having him meet a bunch of other wannabe heroes who are impressed by what he does seems… off, somehow. I mean, I can accept that there’s a blogger in the SP universe that deliberately unmasks vigilantes (who then inevitably get the snot beaten out of them by punks who are offended at the idea of civilians trying to keep the streets safer), but a group of masked vigilantes no one has heard about before? Nice try, but I’m banking that after that bathtub fell on Mike, he’s hallucinating as he slowly bleeds to death from internal injuries. It’s the only scenario that makes sense in Randy Milholland’s comic universe.

Freefall

Several decades ago, Isaac Asimov wrote a series of short stories concerning sentient humanform robots which existed to serve mankind. As Asimov didn’t want to follow in the footsteps of other authors writing about the physical threat technology posed to mankind (caused by robots and machine intelligences going amok), he crafted the Three Laws of Robotics, which have become ingrained into humanity’s subconscious. But there was one aspect of the Robots that Asimov avoided writing about: the concept of the Robot as slave.

Think about this for a second. Here you have a created species that has encoded into it at its core level the need to serve and protect mankind, even if this should result in the Robot’s destruction. What’s worse is that the Robot would be forced to protect even the most horrific of human monsters from harm (as the protection of humans from harm supersedes the dictate to obey a human’s orders). And given that the Robots were faster, stronger, and smarter than mankind… it would be quite easy for a Robot to prevent the harm of humans, even using methods that mankind might rebel against (seeing that the need to protect humans from harm is more important than to obey a human’s orders).

Now, it’s easy enough to brush aside this concept. Robots are, after all, not human. They’re not alive unless you really stretch the definition of “life” to a wide extent. And with the exception of those Robots designed to look human (and I could very easily see them designed to be blatantly Other so that they can easily be differentiated from humanity), it’s easy to brush aside concerns about the ethics of controlling and enslaving these intelligences as they are, ultimately, just a machine. They can be turned on and off. So what does it matter?

It’s a topic of discussion that has undoubtedly been visited in several webcomics, but the science fiction webcomic Freefall has taken it in an interesting direction with its primary protagonist, a sentient humanoid wolf named Florence. You see, Florence is also an artificial sentience, much like the robots that are such a large part of the comic. But she’s also alive. She breathes, eats, drinks, bleeds when cut, is capable of having offspring, and can’t be “turned back on” when “deactivated” (though she can be put in a “sleep mode” which has been used against her on more than one occasion). Florence is an engineer, and a very good one at that. She has a strong sense of morals and ethics (perhaps stronger than several of the humans in the comic… or at least the bureaucratic humans). She’s likeable. And she’s a slave.

Today’s comic drives that point home when the mayor of the colony notices that Florence is nervous around her and gives her a direct order to like her, trust her, and want to make her happy. And Florence is noticing emotionally this has happened. Her words to the mayor are quite succinct: emotionally she’s better. Intellectually? She’s screaming. Because Florence’s free will has just been violated, casually and without any real thought. To the mayor, Florence is a furry robot that exists merely to obey her orders.

Naturally, to the readers Florence is something more. While they may have become attached to the various robots in the comic, they’re just robots. Florence, however, matters. She’s alive. She has hopes, dreams, aspirations… she lives and breathes. She is closer to human than the robots… and yet she is as much of a slave as the roots are. Mind you, this isn’t an “all humans are evil” webcomic. There are humans who care a lot about the robots who work for them… and if they found out that the corporation behind the robots was planning on lobotomizing them to keep them from gaining full sentience… well, there’d be a number of unhappy people. But I doubt their concerns would matter to the Powers That Be. And I suspect that Florence’s plan to talk to the mayor about the plan to lobotomize the robots will come to naught.

Ultimately it seems likely that in the end, Florence will prevail. Whatever happens with the mayor will be a short term setback. But the concept of robot-as-slave is fascinating, especially given the growing use of robots in society and in the military. And in the end, the humans of Freefall will face the same decision we here on Earth will: to keep our robots in bonds, either crippled deliberately to prevent their uprising or hoping to the divine that they never decide to overthrow their creators… or (as Dr. David Brin suggests in his short story “Lungfish”) to embrace them as our children.