Halloween
2017 Post-A-Day, Day 7:
President
Evil #1
If the book inside were half as good as this cover...but it isn't.
"Untitled”
Story and Art – David
Hutchinson
Colors – Wes Hartman
Edited – Doug Dlin and
Wes Hartman
July 2009
It
takes a lot to make a successful entertaining satire. There is a “sweet spot”
you have to hit between offensive and trite. In the middle range, there is a
minor gap where you will appear witty and inciteful, without causing too many
ruffled feathers.
Essentially
that’s because you typically have two groups that make up the bulk of your
audience: lovers and haters. The haters are the easier group to satisfy. Any
attack on the target, even to the point of mild rebuke is acceptable. No matter
how outlandish, their dislike will grant you points for trying, even with the
most outlandish of accusations. To the lovers, you have to appear to roast the
object of your satire with such wit and insight that they have no choice but concede
that you have some valid criticism.
I
learned all that above from two sources that couldn’t be more different if they
tried. The more literary and better thought of would be one Samuel Langhorne
Clemens, better known by his pen name of Mark Twain. The other was growing up
with a large collection of Mad and Cracked magazines.
Antarctic
Press, possibly seeing Devil’s Due Publishing making out with their Obama books
finally decided the results of the 2008 election of the United States first
black president too much for them to ignore.
Thus
combining the ever-popular zombie genre and a cover that evokes Sam Raimi’s
Evil Dead, they got writer/artist/bottle-washer David Hutchinson to throw
something together called President Evil (get it?).
Sadly,
for all the promise of a chainsaw-hand wielding President Obama might net you,
the book disappoints. It lasted the four issue run-time to finish the series, but I don't quite see how. Let’s wade through this mess to see why I find it such a letdown.
We
begin with a hopeful action sequence showing Air Force One crashing in a
dramatic fashion. The jagged panel layouts set a tone the book never quite
lives up to, as this is thrilling and the book on the whole is not.
We
end with Obama’s Presidential safety pod coming to rest alongside the fallen
jumbo jet in the middle of Arlington Cemetery. Anyway: Obama makes reference to “surviving
the election” as the high water mark of trails anyone would endure and if he
could make it through that…
..surely
a little zombie plague is a cake walk. Note kids that for dated reference sake,
there was a very large outbreak of swine flu in 2008 and it was all over the
media. This book has a very “rushed to press” feel to it.
What
isn’t a cake walk is making out of cemetery full of undead. Lucky for the
President he has some make-believe super forcefield suit or something that
damps down the terror and ramps up the ridiculousness.
Note
the corny line about “harming fellow citizens” seems to play toward the Obama
side of the crowd. That’s the books main problem, it plays it too safe and it
never really advances into brilliant, sharp criticism of anyone. Instead we get
this…
…when
we could have had some play off the “hope” and “change” campaign themes. We
need is the precise wit of a carefully aimed tack hammer and what we get is the
bludgeoning blunt edge of a rock.
Just
then, his suit runs out of power, shuts down and goes into recharge mode. Looks
like it’s all over for him, until…
…a
helicopter gunship appears, with the gunner’s station manned by none-other
than…
…Sarah
PALADIN?
Okay,
time out here folks.
I
get that Mad and Cracked renamed characters in their stories for comedic
effect, but that doesn’t mean you have to do it here. Next thing you know
you’ll be telling me this is President OBLAMA or some silly shit. (Upon researching this I found they HAD done that, just hadn't found a way to work his first name into this issue. Their height of wit: BaROT Obama. sheesh) Have the
strength of your convictions to mock these people by name. They are public
figures. Otherwise you seem lame.
Let’s
just get through the rest of this…
While
Sarah and Obama argue…
…zombies
overtake the helicopter. When Sarah tries to save them, she ends up killing a
gunner and blowing up the vehicle. Thus the pair are forced to run down the
national mall to look for shelter.
It’s
then that they are attacked by a guy in a “Bigger Loser” t-shirt, who is
identified as John MCPAIN. Not even sure how to approach that joke but to say “everything
about it is in poor taste.”
Luckily,
a distraction comes along in the form of a phone call from NORAD on Obama’s
cell. Appears the previous administration had something to do with the research
firm responsible for the zombie outbreak. The NORAD tech tells the President he
has sent info to the White House’s hard drive but can’t say more as there are
“ears everywhere.”
So
our threesome (ew! The thought of that!) make their way down Pennsylvania Ave,
care of Sarah’s rocketlauncher.
As
they do, the run into this senator, kicking the snot out of zombies with
her bare hands, while also being upset at her husband.
…yeah,
it’s exactly who you would expect it to be.
There
just feels like so many missed opportunities here. Like either the writer didn’t
follow politics or felt the readers shouldn’t need to in order to enjoy the
story. There is the barest crust-deep level to all of his “humor” and it just
doesn’t work for me.
Even
this bit with George “Dubya”…
…falls
flat. So, so flat.
I
can’t take much more of this. They make it to the front lawn of the White
House, find it infested with brain munchers and McPain, Paladin, and Hillary
take point.
While
Obama shuts off the lawn-mounted auto-turrets we all know are secretly hidden
under the White House grass.
But
before they can get inside, “Operation Zombie Stomp” is unleashed, that being…
…a
bad parody of Steven Colbert.
The
worst part about this book isn’t anything in it. It’s the fact that because
someone fumbled this idea so badly, that we didn’t get a GOOD Obama vs. Zombies
book until months later when Army of Darkness: Ash Saves Obama came out.
LOL. . .I bought this book as a joke when it came out for my wife because she's such a rabid Conservative (I'm more in the middle) that she really thought America was doomed in 2008. She didn't think the comic was funny. She didn't think I was funny.
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