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Sunday, May 1, 2022

X-Men Vignettes, Chapter Forty

X-Men Vignettes #40 (1989)
"Fundamental Imbalance"
Writer/Letters - Tom Orzechowski
Pencils - Jim Fern
Inks - Joe Rubenstein
Colors - Glynis Oliver
Edits - Edelman, Harras, DeFalco
From: Classic X-Men #40 (Mid-November, 1989)

Typed out, the word "forty" always looks so weird to me... I swear each time I try and type it, I instinctively try and spell it "fourty"... which, well... still looks weird, but still sorta right. Oh well.

This is the fou... for... err, 40th Vignette, so we are officially in the "home stretch". After this piece, we'll be at the Final Four! After that? Who knows. All's I do know is our "work" here will likely never be done. We'll see where the tides take us, and all that. Hopefully I can think of something before I re-dig that copy of Marvel Riot out to putchy'all to sleep with my attempts to annotate!

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There's a gimmick to this story... as we watch the scenes play out in the "current day", there are bits of an angry maternal lecture sprinkled in. In case I don't elaborate as much as I perhaps should -- the lecture is coming from the mother of the, say it with me, NEW MUTANT who we'll never, eeeeeeever see agayn. The lecture is, uh, directed at... ya know, that new mutant, who is a bit of a wild child. Not that Wild Child. Anyway, this is a Nightcrawler story... so, we follow him around New York City, where he comments that it's like he's in a different country every couple of blocks. He happens across a one-legged street performer... breakdancing. Any guesses who our new mutant might be? Now, it turns out that her dance routine is just a distraction so her pals can engage in a bit of pickpocketing. It would'a worked, had Nightcrawler not caught them in the act.

With the jig very much up, our dancing queen takes off... and basically leaps around as though she'd been bitten by a radioactive grasshopper. Nightcrawler gives chase, following her into the subway... they both board a train where Kurt tells her how impressed he was with her dancing. Maybe he isn't totally clear on the pickpocket situation... or, at least this gal's role in it. Anyway, by the time they reach the next stop, our gal's done hopped the coop.

Kurt ain't done yet though... he's gonna keep searching. All the way into a darkened alley. Here, he's confronted by some very 80s gangbangers... who proceed to beat the bejeezus out of him. At first, Nightcrawler gives as good as he gets... but, the numbers eventually catch up. He's not x-actly out of the fight, but enough so where our girl decides to intervene. She leaps down from a fire escape and whacks the dudes with her crutch. She has a great catchphrase, by the way: "Party Time, you Dinks!"

Once the dust settles, Kurt and... the girl (she doesn't get a name), chat for a bit. He tells her again how impressed he was by her dancing and agility, and all that. She doesn't appear all that comfortable with this talk... and, I mean... can you blame her? It might be worth noting here that our gal is something of a "two face". In some panels she looks like a late-teen or twentysomething, in others she looks like a 45 year old who'd been rode hard. Anyway, Nightcrawler tells her that he's an X-Man (she initially jokes that he might be an Avenger... perish the thought). He explains that the X-Men have a school where Mutants can yadda yadda yadda. He happens to know that this unnamed street performer is a mutant, ya see -- because, well... he's carrying a miniature version of Cerebro in his pocket! Ooooookay. Well, if nothing else, now we know that "Unnamed One-Legged Red-Haired Street Performer" can be Goldballed!

After a friend of our gal tends to Kurt's bruises, Into Central Park they go... I feel like a lot of our Nightcrawler Vignettes have a scene in Central Park... though, maybe it's just two of 'em. Anyway, the Gal ain't feelin' the idea of heading upstate to attend some creepy school... and would prefer to remain here, with her "boys". Just like that, "the boys" show up. In our "confessional caption", we see that her mom doesn't like the people our Gal associates with. Seems it was part of the reason she either ran away, or got kicked out. I tell ya, these lecture "beats" aren't landing quite as well as I think they're supposed to.

Anyway, Nightcrawler leaves her in peace... and takes the long train ride back to Westchester, thinking about his own childhood and adolescence with the gypsies.... and his relationship with his "mother" Margali, after the death of his "brother" Stefan. Meanwhile, our Gal sneaks off to a payphone where none of her "boys" can see her -- and she makes a call... to her mother. Aw.

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What's that thing I've been saying a lot of late? Oh yeah, we've gone full-blown X-Men Unlimited!

I'm a bit torn on how I feel about it though... as, I'm totally fine with the idea that there are mutants out there who want nothing to do with the "mutant lifestyle". They're less worried about designing a gaudy costume and doing heroic or villainous things... and just wanna be left alone to, ya know "be". I'm cool with that. I just feel that there are only so many different flavors of that, ya follow? I feel like we've read this one before... because, in many ways, we have... and will again. Maybe it's the dozens of similar X-Stories that have come out between 1989 and now that has skewed my view -- and, maybe, back in the long ago, this was a more "novel" idea. Sadly, I can't speak to that.

Stories like this are so formulaic... and, like I just said... that really isn't the fault of this story itself. It likely wasn't yet one of the go-to tropes to "fill x pages of x". As we discussed yesterday, here we meet a new mutant -- who appears to affect one of our a-listers in a profound way... who we'll never, ever see or hear from (or about) again. I mean, sure -- that's part of the human experience, I guess. We do run into people who may wind up having a profound and lasting impact on our lives... people we may not even know the name of -- but, it seems to happen an awful lot to our heroes. Really not a serious point for or against... it just kinda made me shrug, as if to say "here we go again..."

I kinda glossed over it in the synopsis, but the parallels here between the Gal and Kurt as it relates to their relationships with their mothers were interesting. And, just in case you skimmed the synopsis -- or have a similar reading comprehension as yours truly, by "mother", we're not talking about Mystique... this is Kurt's adoptive mother, Margali. Kurt was thought to have been responsible for the death of Margali's actual son, Stefan -- which, as you might imagine, put a bit of a crimp in their relationship. Our Gal's deal seems... a little (well, a lot) more on the petulant edge of the spectrum. The "I never asked to be born!", stomping out of the room sort of thing. They're also both performers... so, there's another parallel I guess.

That said, it's always interesting to "meet" a one-off mutant. It's equally interesting (at least to me), when nobody's ever thought to bring them back -- even for the "X-Twitter X-Pert" cred it might earn a creator. Why not stick Unnamed Street Performer in the background of a scene from... I dunno District X, or whatever the Bishop Police Procedural was called pre-Decimation? I'm sure the current crop would get all the kudos for digging one of these nobodies out! Then again, that'd be assuming that current crop read any pre-2019 X-Stuffs... which... I wouldn't bet a penny on.

In closing... I wanted to find a reason to share this panel... but, couldn't make it fit organically into the synopsis. It's Kurt, back at the mansion. Check out the (horrifying and) ree-deek-o-los portrait of Xavier in the background!

Wednesday, April 13, 2022

X-Men Vignettes, Chapter Twenty-Six (1988)

 

X-Men Vignettes #26 (1988)
"So Much in Common!"
Writer/Letters - Tom Orzechowski
Art - John Bolton
Edits - Edelman, Harras, DeFalco
From: Classic X-Men #26 (October, 1988)

Okay, here's a weird one.

While some of the stories we've discussed during this project feel like they were something that would'a been slotted as the third or fourth story in an Annual that came up short a few pages... none felt quite so much like that as the one we're about to (attempt to) discuss.

Another way in which this one is odd... if you attempt to read Classic X-Men #26 via Marvel Unlimited... all you're going to get is 2-3 pages of the "main" story (probably the added content), and this back-up in its entirety. Very strange... usually those files are 36 or so pages... this time, however, it was only 16 or so.

Oh well, I suppose if you're really wanting to read X-Men #120... you could just finagle your way through the very user-unfriendly interface of MU and track it down yourself, right?

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Okay, so this little ditty takes place right after the X-Men return from Canada, where they had their first run-in with Alpha Flight. Well, part of it takes place then -- the rest occurs in a Stampede-flavored Flashback Land, wherein John Bolton evokes the art style of... whozat guy who did that Stanley and his Monster mini I disliked so much? Phil Foglio, izzit? Maybe I'm thinking of the wrong guy -- all's I'm saying is, it's not pleasant to look at, but adequately does the job of telling us it's happening "elsewhen". Anyway, in the "elsewhen", Logan is doing a bit of competitive arm-wrestling -- a racket of sorts being run by "Cracklin' Rosa" at some dive bar in Calgary, Alberta. Just as our man is approached by a big doof called "Lefty", who ironically (?) arm-wrestles with his right-arm, we're snapped back to the "present" -- and we're back in Salem Center's Harry's Pub/Hideaway/Hideout... whatever we're calling it today. There, Logan is sharing this story with Sean and Kurt. Worth noting, Kurt's using his Image Inducer... which, I could'a sworn we read a whole story about him not having to use at Harry's? Handsome tail and what-not, yes?

Anyway, Wolverine claims that Cracklin' Rosa didn't know about him being "special", but still ran the racket and made a bunch of Loonies... or whatever it is that Canadians trade for goods and/or services... on his arms. Back in Flashback Land, Lefty takes his seat... and is beaten pretty quickly by our hairy hero. Lefty accuses Logan (and Rosa) of cheating -- claiming that he must be drinking soda and not alcohol. Well, of course we know that it's alcohol... and we also know why it doesn't affect Logan's focus or ability. Following the bout, Lefty's buddy Turk was sicced on our man. Upon hearing the names "Lefty" and "Turk", Sean-in-the-present recalls having arrested their boss, Vince Borelli during his time in Interpol.

At this point, Scott arrives at Harry's to hang out with the fellas he really doesn't seem to care for all that much. As he sits down, Banshee fills us in on a bit more of his backstory. In the wake of the death of his wife, Maeve, Sean had thrown himself into his work. He'd overheard some chatter from a jewel-thief's son, that would bring him to the Calgary Stampede... and, as it turned out, Cracklin' Rosa's bar.

Sean continues, recalling his arrival at the bar, the hullabaloo and the thick Canadian accents. Sez nobody even noticed him there, since it was Stampede season, and as such, the city'd become kinda tourist-heavy. He listened in on a discussion between Borelli and (a buyer?) Arsene, which was easy to differentiate from the rest of the chatter due to the thick Euro-French twang of Arsene's voice.

Man, this isn't great. Anyway, Wolverine is doin' his thang -- smashing knuckles into the booth. Everyone around him is making betting -- Lefty's shows up and lays down his challenge -- he's beaten, which leads to a full-blown brouhaha. Sean recalls this fight breaking out, and says that it gave him all the distraction he needed to do what he had to. Sean-in-the-past alerts the Fez-wearing-Turk to the fact that his big buddy is currently in a jam. Turk rushes into the fracas... or away from it -- I honestly couldn't tell ya.

Then... the Mounties show up -- and arrest Arsene and Borelli? Not sure why there needed to be a big ol' distraction for any of this... but, I guess dem pages ain't gonna fill 'emselves, right?

Meanwhile, we get another three-friggin-pages (including a full-page spread) of Wolverine pummelling ol' Lefty. He wins, of course, which makes Cracklin' Rosa make even more money that won't work in a United States candy machine -- no matter how many times you try!

We wrap up back at Harry's, where Cyclops comments on how great it is to see two former loners be able to come together and be teammates he's proud to stand alongside of. Wolverine says something about there still being "hope" for Scott yet... which, I think is supposed to be a punchline -- but, if it is -- it's either not a very good one, or I'm just an idiot. Thankfully, we' out.

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Okay, so who had the "Dagwood Sandwich" on the BINGO card of "crap Chris says way too often"?

This had so many unnecessary layers -- and by "so many", I mean -- there aren't actually many -- but they're all unnecessary! I'm having flashbacks to latter-day Action Comics Daily... where you could just tell they were filling pages because they realized they had to... and not because they necessarily had any stories worth telling. Not to say it's bad -- it's just not all that great.

Maybe that's unfair. I dunno. It is worth noting that this is probably the first Tom Orzechowski story I'd ever read... and according to the Marvel Wiki, the only one he'd ever write (for Marvel, anyway). As a one-and-done, well -- I don't wanna say "we've seen worse", because that would imply that this one was more bad than good. It was just... unnecessary... pointless... and not all that fun to cover.

It's also a bit hard to believe that Sean and Logan were in the same place at the same time... and didn't actually realize it until right now. Then again, this was written a couple'a years before we'd find out that Wolverine knows and has had run-ins with EVERYBODY, so I suppose I can try to suspend my disbelief a bit here.

The art, which we can usually count on to lift a lifeless story up a bit -- was, ya know, half-good. When Bolton's on... he's on. He not only inked his own work (which he usually does), but colored it as well. For the "present day" segment, it was really good. The Foglio-esque flashbacks, however, not my cuppa tea. I assume I'm in the minority in not appreciating the "Foglio-style" -- though, I always assume I'm part of a minority opinion... so, that ain't saying much. All's I'm saying is, the flashbacks were painful to look at... while also being a chore to read.

Not a great outing -- but, I gotta admit that it's pretty cool that a longtime X-Men letterer was able to leave a narrative mark on the lore.

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