There have been a few posts, inspired by the recent Entertainment Weekly article saying which comic snagged us as a kid.
Alan Moore’s Swamp Thing is the one that grabbed me.
Particularly, this issue:
There I was, a kid who rode his bike to the 7-11 and the local five and dime to get hsi comics when Alan Moore’s Swamp Thing finds me. It was just there, this mad fucking comic book, on the 7-11 shelves with all of the other comics. Y’see, Swamp Thing’s girlfriend had been arrested in Gotham City because someone had published pictures of her having sex with Swamp Thing.
I shit you not.
So, Swamp Thing, full of his own newfound nature god powers, hits Batman’s city with his green hammer until it coughs up his girlfriend. Meanwhile, the U.S. government is paying Lex Luthor to figure out a way to destroy the Swamp Thing. Luthor drafts up a way to kill Swamp Thing in nine minutes and warns them to never use the world -invulnerable- ever again.
I couldn’t believe what I was reading. I couldn’t believe I was allowed to read this shit. I had no idea I was reading the comics that would pave the way for Vertigo and Gaiman’s Sandman.
Comic books were something I liked and sought out but it was those Swamp Thing issues that really put four colors into my blood.
It was amazing.
How about you?