Argh, for the first time in a long time seem to have lost a long review I thought I posted last night. Used to happen periodically on Goodreads, but not recently. Okay, I start again, sigh.
Swamp Thing, Vol. 5 shifts in tone and style and focus with new artists on the job, and after two great volumes of Swampy and Constantine's American Gothic Horror road trip--the non-romantic, non-Kerouac road--around the old U. S. of A., a grim eighties tour of north America's worst social and environmental history.
The present volume says goodbye to JC, and then turns to the story of Abby, who is left at home to her own kind of horror while her lover The Swamp Thing is gone. It seems some photographer has taken a snap of Abby and Swampy in carnal bliss, and published this in the papers, so now she is being tried for bestiality--sex with a non-human creature, in this case essentially a plant!--and vilified by the public for these "despicable" acts. This is an opportunity for Moore to focus on Abby and a pet peeve of Moore's: The legislation of morality, especially sexual morality, with society's choosing particular sexual acts as "wrong," a focus that Moore keeps steadily throughout his career (i. e., glbt issues, prostitution, erotica).
Abby skips town to Gotham, where she gets mistakenly picked up and jailed with a number of prostitutes, so there is a sex trial after all. Swampy shows up and a kind of Central Park love fest develops for him, but he gets into a confrontation with Batman, who is becoming the dark Dark Knight Moore and Frank Miller envisioned for a generation, having no fun at all. The (spoiler alert) killing (temporarily, it's always temporary, the comics killing of superheroes) of Swamp Thing by the unwelcoming Gotham brings the horror show further home for him and Abby. It's the title Earth to Earth, and for Moore it is also the American killing of the hippies, the peace generation, the environmental movement of the sixties. A little preposterous and melodramatic, perhaps, but this is pulpy Moore comics, after all, and it works for me. Though I do have to say I don't much like Moore's bringing Swamp Thing into the DC world. Not a great fit, in my view.
Back home Abby meets up with old friend Liz who has been experiencing her own horrors with asshole boyfriend Dennis, who has driven her mad. This situation is a foil to/contrast with the True Love of Swampy and Abby. This is more evidence that Moore knows bad sex/relationships from good sex/relationships, and is not (here at least, of course) giving any evidence of (his infamous and undeserved rep for) misogyny. He honors women in this volume, as he has throughout this series. It's true, she is mainly the love interest of Swamp Thing, not maybe as fully realized as she might be, but we do come to care for her as they focus on her in this volume.
The last issue/section is the best, "My Blue Heaven," where Moore depicts Swamp Thing sort of as himself, the isolated artist driven mad by his art. The artwork is colored blue--by Tatjana Wood--to fit the somber, reflective mood, the team of Moore, Veitch, Alcala and Wood really going aesthetically in the direction Moore would personally go in for years, the way of magick, the way of the shaman. I liked it quite a bit, overall. Maybe not quite the height of American Gothic arc, for me, but--now that I think of it--it's the real end of that arc, brought home to Abby and Swampy, their own personal horror show. Moore was also by this time started on The Watchmen, another dark horror/sci fi direction for him. The blue planet vibe will prefigure blue Dr Manhattan's lonely planet vigil.