Genius vs. Genius: Bishie hair, two PhDs, one hot MESS

[kali921]

Look, this is just a hot mess.

Everyone has bishie hair, the inks are heavy, Jocasta's pose is awkward, Cassie's looking a bit...more mature, as we shall say.

But I can't decide if this is completely batshit awesome or horrible. I am literally in no man's land about this, deeply buried in a philosophical and existential conundrum

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Re: On second thought.

[kali921]

I still need to finish my Ballad of Zealot and Grifter posts, too. I'll have to crosspost them over on S_D 2.0 (now that my extreme nausea over the mods' racefail is somewhat abating), but with Zealot and Grifter, because their interactions are so oft punctuated with explosions and violence because, as razorsmile once brilliantly put it, they have to pause talking because Grifter has to blast some fool and Zealot has to cut a bitch, their greatest scenes often happen over a span of ten, twelve, fifteen, twenty pages in a single issue. So it's hard to carve out smaller seven-page excerpts.

They're another two that are technically platonic now but far too entwined in each other's lives to ever be totally separate. I mean, I can't even CONCEIVE of an issue of anything in the Wildstorm verse where Grifter and Zealot don't show up together, and when they DO show up alone without the other, the other is so intensely invoked by their absence that it only reinforces the intimacy they have. But they're on a whole other level than any friendship we've discussed here; they're unlike anything that I've ever encountered in any other fictional medium, PERIOD. I've never seen the like in film, literature, TV, or any other comic. They're SO opposite in so many ways - he's obnoxious, mercurial, cocky, greedy at times, bitingly funny, stubborn, drinks like a fish, smokes like a chimney, swears, and despite all that he has an unshakeable set of morals at his core. She's superhumanly (literally) disciplined, immaculate, thinks of her body as both temple and instrument and thinks of her art as death (death if it was made a high art, that is), she's an alien, she's remote, not prone to emotional outbursts, doesn't need anyone or anything, doesn't give a fuck about money or material possessions, exhibits a sense of humor rarely, and yet...they need each other, they complement each other perfectly on so many levels. Even visually. When you think "Grifter," don't you automatically think "Zealot" and vice versa? I do.

Dude was in a WHEELCHAIR with a crippling injury and he STILL found a way to rescue Zealot when she almost went down for the last time in Wildc.a.t.s. 3.0. Dude hijacked Ladytron's body, put together a crack team of heavy duty operatives, and composed a seven-issue tone poem to Zealot made up of equal parts violence, huge explosions, and raw, unfettered LOVE.