NOBODY'S PERFECT

Hi everybody!
I just reread LOST GIRLS by Alan Moore and Melinda Gebbie. Now, Alan Moore is the greatest writer to ever grace the comics medium. Unfortunately, illustrator Melinda Gebbie is as anatomically-challenged in her way as WONDER WOMAN artist H.G. Peter was in his. H.G. Peter had a peculiar ability to draw a specific type of attractive woman, and all other people he generally depicted as grotesqueries, which gave the overall comic an effect comparable to your typical Tijuana Bible. This H.G. Peter artwork supported the subversive qualities in the WONDER WOMAN comic which William Moulton Marston concentrated his efforts on. With LOST GIRLS, Alan Moore looks at the dirty underpinings of Alice In Wonderland, Dorothy from The Wizard Of Oz and Wendy from Peter Pan. However, instead of the effortless erotic draftsmanship of, say, Milo Manara, Alan Moore is teamed with the exaggerated delineations of Melinda Gebbie. Unlike H.G. Peter, not even Melinda Gebbie's women are particularly attractive, which is troubling for an erotic distraction like LOST GIRLS. Alan Moore explores incest, molestation, bondage, bestiality, name your sexual poison, but it largely comes across as an academic exercise instead of a passionate reverie. As boring as having your grandfather talk about sex is, the illustrations in LOST GIRLS make the story appear undernourished, as well. Alan Moore is never entirely without insights, but LOST GIRLS becomes more about bad sex than revealing truths. Similarly, after the initial burst of original ideas that fueled the original WONDER WOMAN comics, Wiliam Moulton Marston largely ignored telling credible stories and overindulged his symbolic obsessions. Let me give a movie analogy: the dirty kick of Marilyn Monroe playing to type in SOME LIKE IT HOT is lessened by the complete lack of chemistry between herself and Tony Curtis, and almost completely obliterated by director Billy Wilder's epilogue suggesting that Jack Lemmon in drag could do worse than by marrying the homely male suitor who has fallen in love with him. The only recent cinema I have seen that has allowed a young girl have big adventures without being punished for it is THE GOLDEN COMPASS.
Sorry to be so explicit and depressing this time around. However! I am beginning work on this year's Christmas card for one and all, so I'm feeling more cheerful than usual.
Talk to you, soon! Be good!
Brad