Reading my many Goodreads friends’ reviews has provided me with a lot of cool recommendations for books and authors that I probably would have never looked at otherwise, for whatever reason.
One of those authors is Grant Morrison, a well-known (and somewhat controversial) figure in the world of graphic novels and comic books. I say “controversial” because Morrison has garnered quite a following of comic book enthusiasts who absolutely adore him. He has also garnered an equal number of comic book fans who seem to detest him.
The reasons are varied and sundry for why his admirers like him, although, in a nutshell, the two most cited reasons appear to be that he is a phenomenal writer with a high-brow intellectual bent that is rare in the comic book world and that he likes to shake things up in well-established comic book series. (His “Final Crisis” envisioned a world in which the DC heroes lost the war against Darkseid. And he killed off Batman.) Strangely enough, the most cited reasons for why his detractors hate him are pretty much the same reasons.
I’m new to the whole Morrison love-hate fest, but I will say that my only other introduction to his work was a six-part horror series called “Nameless” that truly scared the crap out of me and actually gave me nightmares for weeks after reading it. Nothing else has come close to that kind of impact---in literature, TV, film, art, music---since I was young and made the mistake of watching Ridley Scott’s “Alien” on TV with my dad. I honestly didn’t think anything could get to me like that again. I was wrong. That’s good writing, in my opinion.
So, based on that powerful introduction to Morrison’s writing, as well as a recommendation by a fellow Goodreader (Thanks, Kevin!), I picked up one of his earlier works, a series called “Zenith”, which originally appeared in the late-‘80s in a British comic called 2000 A.D. (which may sound familiar to comic book fans as it was also the comic to introduce Judge Dredd).
“Zenith” is anything but a typical superhero comic book, in the same sense that Allan Moore’s “Watchmen” was a typical superhero comic. (Rumor has it that Morrison and Moore did not get along and harbored some hostility for one another. I have no idea if this was true, but they both seem to be very diva-ish, so I wouldn’t doubt it.)
“Zenith” does contain superheroes in it, but any other resemblance to a superhero comic book is purely coincidental. This is as dark and creepy and nightmare-inducing as “Nameless” was.
During World War II, Germany’s version of a superhero, Masterman, an Aryan behemoth bent on the domination of the free world supposedly in the name of Der Fuhrer, was turning the tide against the Allied powers. Germany was close to defeating Europe, until England created their own version of a superhero, Maximan. A final battle between the two took place in Berlin, but the Americans---not taking the chance that Masterman could be defeated---decided to test their top-secret weapon, the atomic bomb, on Berlin. That was the end of both Masterman and Maximan.
Fast forward nearly fifty years later. Most of the world’s superheroes have either retired, died, or drifted into obscurity, except for one. But it would be a misnomer to call him a superhero.
Zenith is a young dude with superpowers, but he doesn’t do much with them. He’s too busy being a rock star, getting wasted and laid every night. Zenith is an asshole.
Unbeknownst to him, however, a secret cult called the Order of the Black Sun is attempting to awaken an ancient god known as Iok Sotot, the Eater of Souls, one of many Ancient Ones that lurks in an alternate universe, waiting for an invitation into our dimension in order to destroy our world. This order also has in its possession the twin of Masterman, which has been cryogenically frozen for fifty years.
Ruby Fox, a retired superheroine named Voltage, is trying to recruit Zenith to help fight the oncoming onslaught of Masterman. She’s also trying to find the remaining few retired heroes. She wants to get the band back together.
With artwork by Steve Yeowell, “Zenith” is a fast-paced, exciting comic book series, but don’t be fooled by the presence of costumed heroes with super powers. This is a horror comic, heavily influenced by H. P. Lovecraft, with lots of blood and guts and slimy creatures with sharp teeth, guaranteed to give you nightmares.
This is so NOT for kids.
“Zenith: Phase One” is the first of, I think, four volumes. Based on what I’ve read so far, and what I know about Morrison’s sensibilities, I don’t foresee a very happy ending for Zenith and the world. I’m hooked, though...