A Couple of Comic Book Links

In the late 1980s and early 1990s, I read a fair number of comics thanks to my brother. He’s introduced me to a lot of great comics, like James Robinson’s fabulous Starman and (more recently) Bill Willingham’s Fables.

Not all of the comics I’ve read are good, sadly, though I won’t blame those on Andrew. In some cases the writing was bad. In others, the art was what was so terrible.

Enter Rob Liefeld. He’s known for a certain…unique style of comic book art. Do you like characters who wear pouches everywhere? Do you enjoy looking at men with outsized muscles and teeny tiny feet? What’s your opinion on women in comics being drawn with outrageously large breasts, waists that are three inches in diameter, and who stand as if their spine is broken?

That’s why this list of Rob Liefeld’s 40 worst drawings amused me so much. Be warned! It contains naughty swears and the like. What amuses me most about the list is that Liefeld was so prolific and his style so often terrible that the list can have forty images and yet miss out on my personal favorite, a rendition of Captain America where Cap could put his dinner plate on his pectorals and not have it slide off.

To make up for those links, here are some images from a recent comic-book-themed Simpsons episode featuring Alan Moore, Art Spiegleman and Dan Clowes. I didn’t see the episode, and that makes me sad, but that sadness is tempered by seeing the screencap of Millhouse holding “Watchmen Babies in V for Vacation”.

2 thoughts on “A Couple of Comic Book Links

  1. Ah, Rob Liefeld, one of the first artists in comics I encountered through the New Mutants (one of my friends in junior high obsessively copied Liefeld, he was so popular), and one I had thankfully forgotten. My favorite memory of Liefeld was when, in junior high/high school, we drove to the Comic Book Store to get my monthly fix and there was a huge poster of a Liefeld drawing of some female superhero under which Dad parked. Mom looked at it the entire time I was in the store and when I returned to the car, all she could say was “are those breasts or balloons?”

  2. “Yep, crew cut, I’ll put Boba Fett’s rocket on his back. Hmm, oh, GOTTA go with the metal shoulderpads and enormous Run-DMC gold rope chain. Okay, belt…uh…pouchespouchespouchespouchespouchespouches leg things, oh, KNEEEEEEPADSSSSSS yessss.”

    I just about fell out of my chair laughing.

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