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The best comic you didn't read this week was Greek Street (and it only cost a buck).
Greek Street is shaping up to be a gripping crime drama, and, since you're not reading it, it's going to become one of those Vertigo classics where you're trying to catch up when the trade comes out, because all the Cool Kids at the playground have been already been sliding sly references to it into their jump-rope songs and smirking at your sidelining ignorance.
It's also a re-telling of many Ancient Greek myths. For example, in the opening story a guy named Eddie takes an unorthodox approach to getting in touch with his birth-mother. And the Greek chorus is a trio of strippers ("chorus girls"). As you imagine, I like this a lot.
Greek Street is shaping up to be a gripping crime drama, and, since you're not reading it, it's going to become one of those Vertigo classics where you're trying to catch up when the trade comes out, because all the Cool Kids at the playground have been already been sliding sly references to it into their jump-rope songs and smirking at your sidelining ignorance.
It's also a re-telling of many Ancient Greek myths. For example, in the opening story a guy named Eddie takes an unorthodox approach to getting in touch with his birth-mother. And the Greek chorus is a trio of strippers ("chorus girls"). As you imagine, I like this a lot.
Haiku is not a literary form usually associated with Greek myth, but I guess the old stories naturally fall into poetic rhythms. Here, Sandy's brother, disturbed by his sisters manic ravings (which, you know, could not possibly be accurate prophesies, or anything) advocates for her institutionalization:
She shouldn't evenbe here. There are places for
people like Sandy.
What haiku can you compose to celebrate Greek Street and this interesting revitalization of the old stories in comic book form?
