Showing posts with label comics. Show all posts
Showing posts with label comics. Show all posts

Friday, July 31, 2009

BOOK: Bayou

"South of the Mason-Dixon Line, lies a strange land of gods and monsters. Born from centuries of slavery, civil war, innocent bloodshed, hate and strife lurks a world parallel to our own. LEE WAGSTAFF is the daughter of a poor, sharecropper in a depression-era, Mississippi Delta town, called Charon. She’s an introspective, brave child and hard labor in the fields has made her sturdy and strong. One day, Lee and her father help the sheriff retrieve the body of a boy who’d been lynched and thrown into the river. Lee dives into the depths to tie a rope around the boy. While under water, she catches a glimpse of a strange world. Ever since that day, Lee hears voices in the trees and rivers. When Lee’s playmate, Lily, is snatched by BOG, an evil inhabitant of that place she saw, Lee’s father is accused of kidnapping. The worst thing a black man could do in the 30’s was harm a white child. Lee must pursue Bog into his world in order to save her friend before her father is lynched. Lee enlists the help of a benevolent, blues-singing, swamp monster called BAYOU and together they trek across a Southern Neverland in search of Lee’s friend. Along the way, they meet several colorful characters, like BR’ER RABBIT. Lee soon realizes that Bog has some sort of hold on all the inhabitants in this world and feeds off of hatred and strife in our world. As the racial tensions grow, Bog grows more powerful, so not only are Lee’s friends and father in peril, but all of Charon." (source)

Bayou is a graphic novel by Jeremy Love and Patrick Morgan out now now via Zuda Comics. Peep is online here, or buy it here.

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Hillbilly Comics!

Today's edition is a re-post from Brian Hughes' Again With The Comics blog (thanks to Southernist contributor Michael A. Gonzales for passing along!)


Glodurn if'n thar weren't a hillbilly craze back in the mid-1950's, an' goldurn if comics didn't try to cash in like everyone else! As America emerged from World War II and entered the atomic age, a group of lovable, backwards, shabbily-dressed hill folk were left behind by a combination of poverty and geographic remoteness. Their feudin' moonshine-drinkin', cousin-marryin' ways were pure comedy gold for the country's burgeoning entertainment industry, and soon the movies, television, and yes, comics had hillbilly fever. For years, the American hillbilly provided his wealthier, more sophisticated countrymen with countless hours of joyful schadenfreude before the fad wore off, and they went back to just being poor people. Anyhow, bite off a chaw o' tabaccy, have a sip o' some of this hyar corn likker, dig inta some of maw's possum pie, and enjoy some good old fashioned, down-home HILLBILLY COMICS:








Now git offa my land, afore ah sets the dawgs to yo'!

All stories originally printed in Hillbilly Comics #1-3, Charlton, (1955)