Some weekends ago I discovered myself in one of many older malls in the city. I’ve been going to this mall since I counted my age in single digits, its been refurbished and rebuilt repeatedly but I could still see the shadow of the old mall when I look at it. My children goes to this thrift shop saturated in a gaggle of things: toys, bags, candy, magazines, gadgets – a variety of stuff. It used to market comics. I used to just be able to pick a problem from the stands. Nowadays the stands only has magazines; not an amusing book in sight. I remember buying an issue of the Flash (Infantino/Heck issue) here right after watching the movie Flash Gordon. My Mom, seeing me with the comic said: “You understand the Flash (Gordon) you saw in the movie isn’t just like the Flash because comic book right? “.Needless to say, Mom. I always remember buying Starlin’s Warlock from the racks and, maybe because I was decreasing with something to begin with, I remember I felt dizzy and sick considering the heavily inked panels. The point is, this is one of many stores that filled weaved my comics into my life. I don’t go in the thrift shop anymore. There’s nothing there for me. I just hand my spouse some money and await her and the kids to come out. While I’m outside I bypass at that part of the mall and reminisce. There was previously an amusing specialty shop on the low level – gone. Another second hand comic shop on the third floor – gone too; the place is filled with toy shops. On one other side of the mall was a place called the Arcade and the very first comic shop I am aware used to stand there. When it closed others took its place. At its height, the Arcade had no less than three comic stores. Now, none. Nada. Nothing. Just eateries and antique furniture shops. The mall where I used to go to get my comics fix had a complete of zero stores.
It makes me sad, but not for me, the city really has comic book shops and I am aware where they are. It makes me sad for the young people who will overlook comics, and the magic that reading comics can bring. Getting into those issues and collecting them was a highlight of my young years. The kids of today have what I didn’t: video games, movies on dvd, some other things I don’t know about. I’m almost sure that comics won’t be a preference, because these days, you need to escape your way to grab a problem or two. Maybe the graphic novels and trade paperbacks in the bookstores could keep the hobby alive. I’m talking here not about the financial aspect of comics as a business but the pleasure aspect of comics as a hobby. I’m speaing frankly about reading comics and getting hooked on something absolutely enjoyable.
Like all comics lovers with use of the Internet I’m a devoted reader of comics sites and comics reviews online. There’s lots of good and enjoyable material available, but there’s also a considerable number of reviews which can be puzzling to me gudangkomik. I’m speaing frankly about comics reviewers who, I notice, are merely unhappy about anything which they read, or nearly everything. They’re readers who set the bar so high that merely a very select couple of comics make their grade. It’s their right to say what they want and I don’t begrudge them that. I’m puzzled, because why is it that nearly everything (but not all) of the comics I’ve read are good or great but the exact same comics get shot down in the reviews? The clear answer is, of course, the subjective, deeply personal nature of reviews. But all of this points to a straight bigger truth about reading comics: If you read comics in the spirit of fault-finding and with a mindset deadset on criticizing and simply not enjoying the task, then you definitely won’t enjoy it. You will find that fault, you will feel derisive of the task, you will think you wasted your money and you will have an altogether terrible experience. Barring some truly terrible comics available ( all of us know of a few), you are certain to get in to the read what you bring into it. If you should be open to having a great time, if you know a little the sheer talent and effort it requires to illustrate, write and edit an amusing book; if you look for the strengths of the task as opposed to the weaknesses, you are very likely to have a wonderful read.
A lot of the enjoyment of comics is dependent upon the mindset of the reader as opposed to the work itself (although, I repeat, there are some truly terrible, gag-worthy comics out there). You’ve to provide the medium a chance. Heck, read like a young kid, and believe, no – know, that you’re going to take pleasure from it. And you will -because you approached the task that way. If you approach it by having an eye to performing a negative critique, you will discover what you’re looking for, because the flaws is there in every but a very select number of comics.
Today I’m avidly following an ongoing work, “Demon Knights”, from DC’s New 52; I’m also re-reading an old series from the early 80’s, Roy Thomas'”All-Star Squadron “.The flaws in both works are extremely obvious in my experience and I can choose to have a perfectly horrid time by emphasizing those flaws. But a change of approach on my part has me emphasizing the strengths of the series; a lot more than that, I find myself considering what was once a catch as a great eccentricity or quaint aspect of the task – using this vantage point, comic book reading is pure enjoyment and this hobby is magic. A lot really is dependent upon my approach to it.
When I speak about a set, an account arc, a problem or perhaps a graphic novel in Comics Recommended I highlight the areas of the comic I like the most. I would like my readers to feel why this pastime is magic for me and why it may be magic for them as well. I make an effort to spread the joy; life is too short to become a hater.