death comes to the title character

   
  6/13/01
 
 
 
The death of DC's "Hitman" has made me thoughtful, because it is that so rare a death in comics; the actual, glory-less, ugly death. At least I hope so- and I loved him, I really did. It seems cruel to wish that he stays dead. But the sort of myth he is based on, the myth (and I fall for it every time) of "The Good, the Bad and the Ugly," of John Woo's "The Killer," of "Where Eagles Dare," of "The Dirty Dozen" and "Kelly's Heroes" is a brutal and abrupt one. Life is cheap and short, and death is abundant. The better world is forever closed to the assassin, the dishonored soldier, and the best he can hope for is to die well. And there is nothing after that death; no redemption, no revival.
 
 
Not for killers, anyway. It's not the same for heroes.
 
 
The Hitman may have died as he lived, like a Reservoir Dog, but most of the rest of the superhero community have had more comebacks than Jaws. As an issue of Mike Allred's Atomics (#7, actually) had on it's cover the slogan "One will die!! But Who? And for how long?!"
 
 
There is no faith in death in the comics industry.
 
 
Starting with the obvious; Take Elektra. There's a woman who won't stay dead. Introduced in Daredevil as an old girlfriend gone bad (happens to us all, right?) and subsequently killed, only to be brought back by Frank Miller, Peter Milligan, and (so I've heard) soon to be reanimated yet again, this time by Brian Michael Bendis (truly a god among men, but still....) How much is there to her that she has to be kept alive this way? Sure, she's beautiful and deadly, but is she ultimately that interesting? And what is most interesting about her, is that she has been dead and returned. She could be the bridge between life and death, and have returned to tell us of the secrets she gained on the other side. But that is not what she will be. She will be the same petty killer she was before she died. I have to admit I like Frank Miller's "Elektra Lives Again" because of the silent beauty of it, because it leaves the newly risen Elektra's thoughts a mystery- how can the living understand the thoughts of the dead, after all? While in Milligan's version (the little I've read of it, I may not be the best judge of this) Elektra narrates her adventures and seems a normal ninja/assassin, who just happens to have been dead.
 
 
And then there's the X-Men: I don't even know where to start.
 
 
But the thing is, with the X-Books, as I suppose with Batman, Superman, etc. (I wouldn't know, I don't really keep up (or keep up at all) with the mainstream superheroes), the writers seem to change every 8 issues or so, and at some point you're just going to end up with a writer who wants to work with Jean Grey and will rewrite heaven and hell to bring her home.
 
 
And thus is her legacy secured.
 
 
And they regrew Professor X from a sample of his DNA once... hell, they lose that old man more often than I lose my train of thought.
 
 
Where was I?
 
 
I was just thinking though, in comics the death of your enemy is never just taken from you, and reduced to nothing before you, as if you're rushing headlong into the confrontation only to have him dying in a car accident on the way to the fight. (Actually this does happen, in books written by writers who play on the post-modern; Grant Morrison's run on "Doom Patrol" and "Animal Man," Kurt Busiek's "Astro City," Brian Michael Bendis' "Powers," almost anything by Alan Moore, Neil Gaiman, and Warren Ellis). God, that is so me, make a general statement then cite 15 examples that refute it... But these men are the exception rather than the rule, and that is the point.
 
 
No matter how fitting and well done the death of Jenny Sparks (Warren Ellis "The Authority") is, and it was well done, as focused, meaningful and unsentimental as the woman's life- they're always going to bring back Superman, because Superman sells books.
 
 
The other problem is, as anyone who ever met John Constantine learned, that horror comics need cannon fodder. You can't keep the same core group of people alive through endlessly dangerous adventures. Something has to give sometime. And Garth Ennis's "Hitman" was true to that; and didn't flinch as the core group of (depending how you count) maybe seven was whittled slowly down to two.
 
 
What's the fun of heroes who can't die? Wolverine, as much as he symbolizes the masculine ideal that I have tied my fate into, has become in practice a series of the same story retold. He cannot die. He is almost tragic because of it, but still, he fights, he wins, his heart is broken, he kills a lot of people, he fights... But his continued existence take the power out of his story.
 
 
Just like Superman. He can't be beaten. What's the point of that? What do we, the ordinary people, take away from that? He doesn't win because he's got integrity or brains, but because he's really strong, really fast and HE CAN'T FUCKING DIE.
 
 
Not that there aren't interesting immortals out there- it's rare, but it does happen, and it seems to happen in DC comics; Cassidy from "Preacher," Jason Blood from "The Demon" (the Alan Moore "Swamp Thing" era revival of him anyway, which Garth Ennis took up so brilliantly), The Shade from Robinson's "Starman." All of these are, I note, ambiguously slanted characters. Cassidy is a hell-raising vampire, Jason Blood is cursed; shackled to a demon (and such the babe! totally on my list of fuckable old men), the Shade is a not-entirely reformed supervillian. So as long as they're evil, I guess, then long life is not such a snooze.
 
 
There was a letter published in Alan Moore's "Top Ten" where the letter-writer stated that they should "kill the lame supporting characters instead of the interesting character with the cool superpowers." (Top Ten #11) But that is missing the point. Death isn't just for the extras. The best writers in the business know this. Death comes for everyone, and when you're writing a comic, you shouldn't be afraid to kill off the characters you love, or even more so, the ones your audience love. No one can win all the time. And if you continue to shamelessly pander to an audience who is afraid of change, you are failing your audience and your characters. They deserve better. They deserve the chance to grow, to change, and to die. How can they reflect humanity if they are denied the essence of it?
 
 
the trouble with me is that i'm trouble...
 
 
 

I got an email about this article- which I did not save- or reply to (sorry!) that was mostly complementary about this article- but the boy questioned my use of the word "glory" that Tommy's death had no glory- and he wrote something along the lines of "what could be more glorious than dying to save a friend?" Well, Mr. Guy Who Wrote to me- I have given the matter a lot of thought in the last two years and I agree with you- Glory was the wrong word. I only meant that heroic as Tommy's death was- it wasn't played up the way that comic book deaths are- that whole "The World Holds Its Breath" "There was no joy in Mudville" melodrama of the comic book death...

   
  And as much as I clamor that the dead stay dead- how happy was I when they brought back Green Arrow?
   
 
 
 
 
 
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