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Seth,
Wimbleton Green (Drawn &
Quarterly, 2005). 128 pp. (hardcover) $19.99
by
Jared
Gardner
I will admit to
being ready to hate this book, and I had convinced
myself well into my first reading that, in fact, I
truly did. I have been growing tired of late of
Seth's tortured attempts to make out of what might
well be a fairly simple case of nostalgia a life-long
philosophical project. Taking a break from the
long-awaited conclusion to Clyde
Fans (a torturous study
of one lonely man's nostalgia for a lost perfect
childhood moment, one epitomized in the novelty
picture postcards he fastidiously catalogs), Seth
here turns to a study of one portly man's nostalgia
for a lost perfect childhood moment, here epitomized
in the obscure Golden Age comics he compulsively
collects. All of this, of course, is a radical change
of gears from his first extended narrative,
It's
a Good Life if You Don't
Weaken, featuring a
protagonist named Seth who attempts to recover a lost
perfect childhood moment through his own impossible
search for the lost work of a mysterious cartoonist
named Kalo. Was another tour down Seth's endless
excavation of the irrevocably lost past really worth
time away from my own deeply important attempts to
latch on to an all-engrossing nostalgic obsession of
my own?
Despite Seth's insistence that this is decidedly
"lighter" fare, as his preface to the book insists,
repeatedly and somewhat regretfully, I will confess
that it has in many ways renewed my faith that this
tremendously talented creator will discover
directions and possibilities for his work beyond the
somewhat narrow path he has worn in his internal
underbrush thus far. As he says, this book is meant
to be "fun," and allowing himself to finally have
express open joy in an extended narrative
work—loosening up the brushstrokes, allowing the
story to unfold as the play carried him along, and
even laughing openly at his own self-seriousness—has
allowed him also to finally tap into the anarchic
pleasures of the cartoons and comics archive that are
his life-long interest and inspiration. Here the
lyric pauses of his earlier work—usually represented
by birds circling around a decaying small city
landscape—are replaced by the awkward pauses of a
wonderful collection of comics geeks, collectors and
self-important windbags pondering such blissfully
profound questions as the secret origin of Wimbleton
Green, the undisputed greatest comic collector of
them all, or worrying over the mysterious fate of a
long lost (and possibly mythological) issue of an
obscure Golden Age comic. Here obsession with comics
leads not to the search for some lost past, but to
adventures (autogyros, loyal retainers, assassination
attempts, and intricate grifts) as absurd and
wonderful as those described in the "classic" comics
these odd gentlemen so ruthlessly collect. Comics are
at last, at least for this brief interlude, an end in
themselves. Seth, who has worked to bring us such
archival gems as the complete Peanuts
and my
personal favorite from a recent issue of
The
Comics Journal,
Thirteen
Going on Eighteen, finally seems to
be having the fun he had been reading about all these
years.
Of course there are those who are not at all certain
that comics should be fun and I had begun to think
Seth might be turning into one of those folks. Which
would have been too bad. Because for all he protests
that he longs for the past and regrets being born in
this god-forsaken wasteland of a modernity, it is
pretty clear that few creators today are as
forward-looking in terms of the true potential of the
form to find audiences and subjects that a previous
generation never would have imagined.
Wimbleton
Green won't be the book to
capture those new frontiers, but it is the book to
convince his readers that he is indeed the right man
to lead the way. As Wimbleton says toward the end of
his biographical sketchbook, as he wanders into the
night (smiling and winking all the way) past the very
same abandoned storefronts that provide the gothic
architecture for Clyde
Fans, "And of the
future? Who knows? I still have much to accomplish."
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