* Editor’s note: I’ll probably title each blog post with the
title of the comic, but the title of Champions 1 was the same title of my last
blog, “The Worlds Still Needs Champions!” and I didn’t want to confuse anyone.
I’m cool like that.
I suppose the beginning of every relationship or partnership
or friendship needs some sort of coincidence, some sort of synchronicity, some
sort of randomness in order for those things to blossom.
For example, I’d never have met my wife if I didn’t know my
buddy Tim. My mom went to high school with my other friend Ryan’s mother and
they both lived in Tim’s neighborhood (I didn’t live there, but I visited there
a bunch). Tim went off to college and three years later, befriended my wife –
who actually only stayed at the school for two years before going somewhere else.
Now in the real world, Tim and I played fantasy baseball together and we needed
one more person since Ryan’s sister dropped out. Tim remembered this girl (my
future wife) that he knew in college loved sports so he asked her to play. We
played a season and were gearing up for another, she wanted to know which day
the draft started. My email was the last one in her deleted box (this was the
early 2000s and we did our draft at work via email), so she emailed me. We got
to talking, I asked her out and the next thing you know we’re getting married
and having kids.
The above wasn’t some sort of look-at-how-precious-my-world-is,
but it’s an example of the Butterfly Effect (not the shitty Ashton Kutcher), where if one seemingly small thing
is off (say my mother sits next to someone other than Ryan’s mother in ninth
grade) then other people’s histories are completely altered in a lot of ways.
The same sort of coincidence happened to the Champions. But
instead of the campus of Fairfield University and the neighborhoods of South
Lawrence, Massachusetts, the setting is the University of California Los
Angeles. The opening pages show ex-X-Men Iceman and Angel in their civilian
identities as Bobby Drake and Warren Worthington III* bitching about going to
class and wondering if being a normal person is worth it. ** All of a sudden,
they and their fellow students are attacked by the Harpies from the legends of
ancient Greeks. The two bitchy students spring into action.
* This is such a shitty, 1%, lacrosse-bro sounding name, I
kind of don’t mind that the Angel got his wings ripped off his shoulders in the
80s. Stan Lee could be really tone-deaf sometime.
** I wonder how these two got into UCLA anyway? Iceman said
that Professor X helped get them into the school, but what does that mean? It’s
not like their transcripts from the Xavier School for Gifted Youngsters were
stellar. I mean are they even an accredited school? Is there a course that
Xavier teaches to? Guidelines? What kind of transcripts are Drake and
Worthington even sending in to the UCLA Admissions Department? I bet Xavier
just mind fucked the head of the Admissions Department and got them in.
As always, remember this, kids:
(You tell 'em, Kitty!)
Anyway, Natasha Romanov (aka the Black Widow) is on the other
side of campus and she’s waiting for an interview with a dean about a position as
a Russian teacher. Her bodyguard Ivan (who turns out to be her dad, I think) is
hanging out with her. The person she’s meeting with comes through the door and
all of a sudden, they’re subdued by Amazon soldiers. The Black Widow leaves
Ivan behind and escapes with her interviewer (big points on the interview scale
BTW, “Uh, she doesn’t actually know much Russian, but she saved me from being
killed! She’s hired!) by busting out a window.
The next scene is Johnny Blaze, the Ghost Rider, who is
monologuing about what he’s doing at UCLA while riding around on his
motorcycle. He almost gets plugged in the head by a hammer from Cerberus, the
ancient Greek guardian of Hades (are you starting to sense a pattern?). Only it’s
not the famous three-headed dog Cerberus, it’s a big, troll looking guy. Blaze
transforms into the Ghost Rider and Cerberus tries to one-up him by turning
into a one-headed giant purple dog. So sort of like Clifford, the Big Red Dog,
except meaner. Ghost Rider leaves.
Finally, Hercules, real name Hercules or if you’re being pedantic:
Heracles, is on another part of campus getting ready to guest lecture a bunch
of kids about the reality of myths and legends. I think that Hercules took the
gig to meet some chicks and get hammered but that’s not really discussed. What
is discussed is between Herc and his Lecture Agent*, who is talking about the
last guy he got to lecture the kids. He called him an “an off-beat … a real Hitchcock
type … a scrawny mop-haired New York writer (italics and bold, their’s)
who spends all his time writing about some blood thirsty barbarian named Co –“).
He is stopped when a bunch of mutate trolls attack Hercules. I don’t know
whether the Lecture Agent is talking about Conan’s real creator Robert E.
Howard or his comic creator Roy Thomas, but it’s a nice little burn.
* Is Lecture Agent a real thing? Seems like a comic book-y
type, made up job. But I suppose it could be a thing. Who knows?
Hercules fights them off and then sees Ghost Rider. Since GR
looks like a demon, Hercules is about to punch him too but Ghost Rider
convinces him that he’s a good guy. Then GR tells Herc to ride bitch on his
bike because he’s got to find Cerberus. They start comparing notes and find out
that the each group of bad guys that they’ve been fighting both have the same
goal: find the Greek goddess Venus, who also happens to be at UCLA – plus she’s
Hercules’ half-sister!
The demon and the demi-god meet up with the two mutants and the
Russian spy and a battle royale occurs. The Champions beat up their tormenters,
Venus reveals herself as the Widow’s interviewer (interview, totally nailed
BTW!) and they’re about to celebrate. But guess who stops the party, Hercule’s
jerk of an uncle, Pluto. He wants Venus to marry Ares (who I think is
technically her brother) and Hercules to marry Hipployta (who I think Hercules
might be related to). I had no idea that Pluto was a backwards hillbilly. We’ll
find out what happens in the next issue.
So that was a lot of explanation, which shares a lot with
this issue. Writer Tony Isabella over explains a lot of stuff. Like, really
over explains stuff. There’s not a lot of subtly (except for the Conan the
Barbarian joke) and everything is laid out so that even a five-year-old could
understand it. Which is fine, I get that the first issue of a comic –
especially a team comic – is a lot like the pilot of a TV show. You need to
figure out a way of explaining why these people came together. It’s easy with
the Fantastic Four: four people go up into space because the leader is an
impetuous, egotistical dick who doesn’t double-check anything. The X-Men are a
bunch of mutants who need to hang out with each other, so that the world won’t
kill them. The Avengers are a group of alpha-person heroes who fight the good
fight.
But why do the Champions need to be together? Oh, because they
had a Meet Cute at UCLA once is about as good of a reason for bringing them
together as anything else, I guess.
So I get the reason for the expository language, it just doesn’t
have to be so dry. It’s really not that bad, but I’m hoping that it gets jazzed
up in future issues.
The art by Don Heck can best be described as “workman-like”.
I can tell who the characters are, Hercules doesn’t look like Iceman, but there’s
nothing really dynamic about the panels. The cover looks pretty bad ass (see
above) but the inside art is very static and there’s not a lot of movement. Even
in the fight scenes, the characters look as if they’re just standing around
next to each other and their opponents.
All in all, I give this issue three Angel vests* out of
five!
* Trust me, we will be talking about what Warren Worthington
III was wearing in future blog entries. Seriously dude, you’re loaded, get a
fucking tailor who isn’t blind.
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