![]() ![]() It’s a fucking mess, and it is fucking perfect.įor those of you unfamiliar with the book, The Invisibles is basically about every single crackpot conspiracy theory ever all being true at the same time, and the time of sexy rock-and-roll freedom fighters who stand between humanity and total consumption by the forces of evil. It’s the genesis of every idea that Grant Morrison has explored throughout his lucrative career, vomited out onto 1536 technicolor of sexy, scintillating, stoner sci-fi superhero action. Even if it was created during the first half of his career, and even if the whole thing is, well, kind of an uneven narrative wreck, and even though he’s produced many more important and groundbreaking and better comics in the 20 years since The Invisibles launched…yeah, as far as I’m concerned, The Invisibles is still the quintessential counter-culture comic book. The Invisibles is Grant Morrison’s magnum opus. Which is what led me as a straight-edge (HA! whoops) college freshman to The Invisibles. ![]() As I went back and caught up on my early-00s Marvel continuity, I devoured the rest of Morrison’s X-Men run, and soon found myself enamored on the mad Scotsman. It wasn’t until the spring of 2004 (when I was a senior in high school) that I got back into comics, starting with “Planet X,” the penultimate storyline in Grant Morrison’s run on New X-Men. Still, I always tried to stay abreast of the latest Major Continuity Changes and whatnot, and when the first big comic book movie boom started in the early aughts, I was the go-to friend for all things related to comic book accuracy. This was around 1991, and I’d take those numbers and plug them into Excel or FileMaker Pro on our Mac LCIII and compare and contrast the traits of various characters and basically use those statistics to run my own games of pseudo-D&D/Fantasy Marvel Heroes Trading Cards in my head.īut at some point in the mid-90s, it got too difficult to keep up with everything: I was 10 years old, and there was a ginormous speculator boom of comics overdoing everything and driving the series into the ground. I taught myself how to read with comic books I taught myself math and computers by using the power ratings on my the Marvel trading cards that my dad used to buy me as incentive after tee-ball and basketball games. I’ve published poetry, plays, fiction, essays, but more than anything, I have always loved comic books. What you see depends entirely upon the words you have to describe what you see. That name and all the names it generates were designed to set limits upon humanity's ability to express abstract thought. "Have you ever wondered why we talk of 'spelling'? There is a spell word implanted in the brain of every English-speaking child, the root mantra of restriction, the secret name of a mighty hidden demon: 'eybeesee-dee-ee-eff-geeaitcheye-jai-kayell-emenn-ohpeequeue-are-ess-tee-youveedouble-you-ex-wyezed'. ![]()
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