Tuesday, 6 October 2009
It's Howie Chaykin's birthday today. Y'know it amazes me when I hear people say how they've been into Chaykin as far back as American Flagg or Black Kiss. As great as those books undoubtedly are, I always feel like saying, yeah, but what about Monark Starstalker / Iron-Wolf / Dominic Fortune / Solomon Kane / Cody Starbuck etc etc etc. He's always been this great!
Alas, I couldn't make it to Brum Con this year where Howie's a guest, but Sean (Philbo) Phillips is obviously going. We were trying to find the obscurest thing to take for Chaykin to sign, and I think Sean won, curse him, with a british hardcover annual reprint of the Star Wars adaptation. Hope you got it, kid.
Here's Howie on peak form back in The Bronze Age with a piece written by Jim Starlin, so you know you're in for a good time. Even on other people's characters, these guys rock, and this is one of the few times outside of Steranko's run that Nick Fury was done absolutely, 100% right.
Plus you get Chaykin's patented decadent nihilism and "visceralness". Is that even a word? It is now.