Before Watchmen launched today with Darwyn Cooke's Minutemen #1. Just a few thoughts now that I've read it:
Minutemen #1 reminded me of that Simpsons Christmas episode when Homer bought himself an astrolabe at a store called Things Unnecessary. (fanpop.com) This book is so unnecessary, but I'm still happy to have it. Darwyn Cooke's art is ideal for the era of the 1930s. Cooke uses some direct quotes and homages from Alan Moore's Under the Hood text. He doesn't really bring anything new to Nite Owl, Sally Jupiter and her husband Larry, Hooded Justice, or the Comedian. The real meat here is Cooke's insight into Mothman, Captain Metropolis, and especially Silhouette. But then, did anyone really need such? Still, it's well done. It does feel like Watchmen to me, and that's gratifying.
The roll out of the entire event (dccomics.com) will span until January so the Watchmen will be here a while. I'm looking forward to everything, especially if this whole event can ultimately justify its existence creatively.
“@ZackRyder: @CMPunk She played me bro” I got your back.
Reminded me a lot of Cooke's Spirit work, another title virtually synonymous with a top-name creator. Did we need more Spirit material from someone who wasn't Will Eisner? No. But Cooke made fun comics.
Nite Owl's monologue over his own street adventure seems to be Cooke's thoughts about taking on Watchmen material.
"To be the man, you gotta beat demands." -- The Lovely Mrs. Tracker
I have more respect than love for Watchmen (pause for boos), so I went into this with a pretty open mind. I will read just about anything Cooke puts out, and this was a pretty solid start. I liked the mixing of styles, and the opening meta bit of Cooke trying to do Alan Moore and then realizing he couldn't.
"I like your Christ, I do not like your Christians. Your Christians are so unlike your Christ."
I thought I'd felt a great disturbance in the force, like millions of undergraduate postmodernist philosophy students crying out, then suddenly silenced... then bursting forth in a wave of insipid chatter until about 4: