Last weekend was the official 2014 G.I. Joe Convention, an annual event organized by Fun Publications. FunPub runs the official G.I. Joe fan club, and running a convention (two, actually) for nitpicky toy fiends is a thankless job. Despite the fact that I’m writing this book and I’m a G.I. Joe crazy person, this was only my second JoeCon, though I kept reminding people I’ve attended like 16 BotCons (the Transformers convention, including the first one, where I was the youngest pre-registrant, because I was a Transformers crazy person.) For those of you familiar with either convention, I’m writing today’s post with a little more general of an audience in mind (hi, Dad), so there might be some obvious facts in here. For those of you turned off by 3500 words, there’s a picture for every paragraph — almost all are enlargeable — and I’ve divided this post into three sections we’ll call “Friday,” “Saturday,” and “Sunday.” Also, “Introduction.” Continue reading
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I wanted two things out of this anniversary: One, a big fight with lots of characters. More like issue #50 than #100 and #150 — a large-scale choreography of people and vehicles over geography. And issue #200 checked that box. Two, I wanted guest artists and back-up stories. I didn’t get this, but I’m still a happy reader.
Told at many conventions and in many interviews is the prehistory of G.I. Joe, how Larry Hama pitched a military comic to Marvel called “Fury Force.” He sketched out six heroes — covert military types — along with a motorcycle, a van, and a secret base underground base. And later grafted it onto Ron Rudat’s G.I. Joe action figure designs, and made it the through line for the monthly G.I. Joe comic book.
Fury Force had a helicopter, too.
Photos of Larry Hama’s signing at Hub Comics in Somerville, MA, 07 April 2012, are now up here. No log-in required. Lots of shots of Hama sketching G.I. Joe characters.
Larry Hama may now be an annual fixture at the Official G.I. Joe Collector’s Convention, and has attended more and more conventions in the last few years what with G.I. Joe back in the spotlight, but did you know he’s never signed in Boston? Hama’s visit to Hub Comics (19 Bow St.) this Saturday April 7th will be his first-ever Boston-area appearance! (Somerville isn’t technically in Boston, but it’s 2 miles from Boston, and borders Charlestown and Cambridge, which both border Boston.) The signing is from 11am to 4pm, and Hama will be sketching as well. Bring your Wolverine, Generation, Batman, Marvel Premiere, Daredevil, and Mort the Dead Teenager comics to get signed! And Hub Comics will have every in-print IDW collection for sale:
Not much touted here is the fact that I own a comic book store. It’s a recent development, and with our renovations still ongoing (shelves, paint, lights, awning, website), it’s a little harder to blog and write. On the plus side, our customers always have IDW’s full line of G.I. Joe comics and graphic novels to choose from. Both myself and the store are in this week’s issue of DigBoston, a free arts and nightlife newspaper, and I manage to give some attention to Real American Hero.
A longer version should be online in a week. Thanks to interviewer Corey Estlund, photographer Jamie Meditz, and art director Scott Murray for the kind coverage.
This is a fun one. Between the occasional Wizard or ToyFare article, G.I. Joe fan website, and Hama’s own Facebook page, it’s not too hard to find shots of Larry and G.I. Joe toys. It is hard to find any where the toys outsize him. But then the USS Flagg outsizes us all.
I don’t know where the original Polaroid (seen here as a photocopy) is from, but I have a lead I can look into (and should have already!), but my guess is either at Hasbro in Rhode Island or Toy Fair in New York City, February of 1986 or 1987. Probably not the Marvel office in NYC. Less interesting, but still a captured moment in time from the same series is another angle, sans Hama.
It’s Bazooka’s 1985 toy cardback dossier, or “command file,” to use the official term. Many fans know Larry Hama wrote these, so in addition to the monthly adventures from Marvel Comics, Hama was also influencing the Hasbro toys. But before computers and the internet and .doc files and e-mail attachments, Hama’s originals would have been typewritten and faxed from New York to Pawtucket. So you may not have seen this:
You can even see the correction fluid. (Certain typewriters had a second ribbon in white for fixing typos, many did not.) This dossier is particularly interesting for Hama’s comment on outdated gear, and has his customary codename suggestions for Hasbro Legal to check.
In our last episode, Tim and his brother Kevin bought G.I. Joe issue #94!
Before I get too far into the Snake-Eyes Trilogy, I want to take a step back one month and sideways. Marvel’s G.I. Joe had a spin-off, G.I. Joe Special Missions. And Kevin and I showed up just in time to catch the final issue.
By 1986, writing G.I. Joe offered a certain challenge for scribe Larry Hama. Every year, Hasbro delivered to him 20 new characters, but the monthly series already had plenty. (Not to mention the vehicles, which may have lacked dialogue, but still netted starring roles, like all the attention paid to the Skystriker and Rattler jets in issue #34, “Shake Down!”) Marvel had already solved the problem of having too many X-Men characters by starting a second X-Men title in 1982, the monthly New Mutants. I don’t know whose idea it was – someone in Marvel Editorial, Marvel Sales, someone at Hasbro, kids writing in letters, Hama himself, or some combination, but G.I. Joe and Marvel’s coffers could use a similar expansion.
The double-sized G.I. Joe issue #50 featured a back-up tale of five Joes stopping a jetliner hostage situation, and two months later, G.I. Joe Special Missions debuted as its own bi-monthly series. (It went monthly in ’88.) Special Missions spotlighted Joes that didn’t appear in the regular series, and was all self-contained, single-issue stories. Cobra appeared, but the serial drama of G.I. Joe was side-stepped in favor of discrete 22-page narratives of overseas missions, backstabbing, and another hostage situation or two.
And this is a striking book. Artist Herb Trimpe drew almost every issue, and for its tightly written narratives, fast pacing, and crafty twists, it’s actually my desert island comic. While I’ve gone on at length about the merits of G.I. Joe, if I could only take one run of comic books with me on a permanent tropical exile, it would be the 28 issues of G.I. Joe Special Missions. While I love what Hama can do with a cliffhanger, and weaving threads together and apart over time, he’s at his best with finite sagas. (Going back to G.I. Joe #34, for example: It’s a self-contained story starring only 4 people and two jets, yet it doesn’t feel confined by 22-pages. It’s about fighting to live, honor, and the larger canvas of conflict reduced to a tiny scale, all told as a light adventure tale. Imagine 27 more comics like that and you have G.I. Joe Special Missions.)
In August of 1990, my father, mother, brother and I were headed to New York from Maryland to visit my paternal grandmother. (According to my calendar, this was right around when we went to the beach and found issue #93, although the two memories don’t “feel” chronologically close.) Near the Bethesda subway stop, our local Jerry’s Subs and Pizza, and one of the city’s three major intersections sat a Crown Books and a Dart Drug. I don’t know if the bookstore carried comics — I’d guess no – but it turns out that the drugstore did. Near the cashiers was a low, light grey rack of magazines, puzzle books, and possibly other comics.
Please remember at this point, Kevin and I only collect G.I. Joe. We haven’t yet moved on to other comic book series. (That’s one month away, and the topic for next week’s blog post.) While we’re not quite leery of other series, G.I. Joe makes sense, and our money is committed to action figures, LEGO, and the occasional radio controlled dune buggy. But if there’s a comic book that reads “G.I. JOE SOMETHING SOMETHING” on it, that’s not a big stretch.
There on that low, light grey rack was G.I. Joe Special Missions issue #28. Big, yellow block letters. White background. And tantalizingly, several vehicles we hadn’t yet seen in that one comic book we did read: The Cobra Stiletto, the Cobra Condor Z25, the G.I. Joe Defiant (or was it the Crusader?), and what kind of looked like the G.I. Joe Phantom X-19. And notably, no people. Again, the kind of cover you’d never see on Superman, Batman, or X-Men. This was just tanks and jeeps and planes. Or in this case, just planes. And like G.I. Joe issue #90 three months earlier, it was just a dollar. I bought it, or perhaps convinced my dad to buy it for me since I’d be reading it on a car ride and parents are suckers. And while Kevin had initially advised against buying #90, he was onboard this time.
Special Missions #28 is a great read. (If you want to learn how to write airplane comics, read it, the aforementioned G.I. Joe #34, Special Missions #5, and “Thunderjet!” from EC’s 1952 Frontline Combat #8 by Harvey Kurtzman and Alex Toth.) Hama deftly balances the nuances of piloted flight with the action of aerial combat, all while using authentic jargon, finding opportunities to explain that jargon to readers, and throwing in some goofy fun or less-than-realistic moments. In the case of Special Missions #28, that would be the Joes landing their Space Shuttle on the flight deck of their aircraft carrier. Without an arrestor cable. Which is somewhere between ridiculous and impossible. But it still makes for a fun yarn, and “Condor” (the title of this story) is the only time in all of Hama’s comics where the on-page characters speak directly to the readers. In this case it’s Hawk, kneeling in front of all the Joes, soccer team photo-style, on the deck of the Flagg, telling us to keep reading the regular monthly G.I. Joe. I didn’t like this breaking of the fourth wall, and I didn’t like discovering a whole ‘nother G.I. Joe series that was over the day I found it, but I’ve come to terms with Hawk’s goofy dialogue and I have a faint wish to track down the original art for that final page splash, buy it, frame it, and hang it on my wall.
Credit goes to Hama’s artistic collaborator, the talented and reliable Herb Trimpe, who had drawn the first year of G.I. Joe. Trimpe flew planes, and owned his own, so Hama tried to give him planes to draw in this spin-off. I’m convinced this particular comic book would never have happened unless Herb Trimpe was paired with Larry Hama to draw G.I. Joe Special Missions:
Back to the victorious Dart Drug purchase, I don’t remember reading that issue in the car ride north, but I do remember throwing it in the back of our Chevy Malibu station wagon a few weeks later when we drove the hour to visit my other grandparents in Baltimore. This was before Kevin and I discovered protective bags and boards, in that first year when our entire G.I. Joe collection sat stacked in a cardboard box at knee height on a bookshelf in my bedroom.
Anyway, Special Missions doesn’t get a lot of attention, but narratively it’s as vital as the regular series. And because each issue is a complete story unto itself, it’s actually more satisfying than G.I. Joe, even without Snake-Eyes and Storm Shadow showing up all the time.
I have a distinct recollection of seeing a TV commercial for Special Missions #28, but I have never seen any evidence of it on the Internet. Bethesda, Maryland’s Dart Drug and Crown Books were demolished a few years later. A feud in the Crown family tore the business apart, competition from Borders and Barnes & Noble was fierce, and that entire plot of land was to become a eighteen-story, double-towered headquarters for Chevy Chase Bank.
But this wasn’t the end of buying comics in Bethesda. What was our new outlet? Tune in next week to find out!
In our last episode, Tim bought G.I. Joe #93, a comic book that promised to tell much about NINJA COMMANDO Snake-Eyes, but surely would not reveal his never-before seen face! But then Tim turned to page 18…
There it was, taking up almost the entire left side: A full portrait of Snake-Eyes, unmasked! Four huge scars crossed his cheeks and mouth, his right eye bugging out, a calm expression on the martial arts master’s face. It was a shock. I must have made some noise outloud, or burst out “WHOOOA!” Kevin must have asked what was up. I didn’t show him the page, but I sure wanted to. “There’s something in here you’ll really like,” was all I could tease. Surprises in fiction, whether they be dramatic reveals at the end, unexpected cameos, or twists and turns along the way, are the most exciting parts of reading stories and watching films or TV, and this was possibly the biggest surprise of them all. (In a dead heat for first place are the deaths of several key characters at the beginning of the animated Transformers: The Movie, a shocking theatre-going experience that had taken place three years earlier and three miles north.)
Looking back at Mark Bright’s robust portrait of everyone’s favorite Joe I’m struck by how tame the gore is by any standards of action and violence twenty years on. (This is a topic for another day, but it’s clear that what used to net an R-rating now is routinely PG-13, and concerning blood and violence we’re a much more permissive and desensitized society.) When I really think about it, Snake-Eyes doesn’t look that bad. This is the face of a soldier who took trace fire in Vietnam, and who took a face full of exploding fuel in a crashing helicopter on the way to the Iranian Hostage Crisis? I mean, his skin doesn’t look like what little I know of burn victims. But again, this is me being rational and methodical in an analysis that benefits from decades of hindsight and reflection. This image, and indeed all of the violence in Marvel’s G.I. Joe, had to meet the standards of the The Comics Code Authority, the industry’s self-censorship board. But as a soon-to-be sixth grader mired in the height of kid G.I. Joe fandom, this was a revelation without comparison.
The rest of the issue is thrilling. The Joes arrest and then lose the Dreadnoks, Flint and Roadblock threaten civilians (not really), the Baroness learns that the same plastic surgeon who fixed her years earlier (a footnote to issue #22, waaay too early for my brother and I to register as a big deal) is the some one operating on Snake-Eyes, and that Snake-Eyes killed her brother! And then, the Baroness blows up Zarana and the Dreadnoks’ van via remote control — while talking to Zarana on the telephone! This ranks as one of the best cliffhangers ever, and is heightened by the cruelness with which the Baroness executes her task, frowning while she literally pushes a red “detonate” button. (“Luckily I had a contingency plan.” WHAM!) It was all too much excitement, and if it weren’t for needing to shove the issue into my brother’s hands so he get up to speed, I would have read it again from page 1 that very instant.
It is this magic that I long for when I read comic books. A thrilling hunger to know what will happen next, and a nervous worry that anything will, and that my favorite characters might not make it out of the next story alive.
What Kevin and I couldn’t have known was that we started reading the G.I. Joe comic book right around the time that writer Larry Hama was pulling together several plot threads and character revelations, and that the next few months would be my favorite comic books of all time.
What are they? Tune in next week to find out!