New Preacher Covers
So this isn't exactly new news, but as they do every couple years (ie with Sandman), Vertigo put out new editions of the Preacher library, but with new covers. Now, a few of them (Book 1: Gone to Texas and Book 2: Until the End of the World), are graciously unchanged, with the exception of an altered series logo and a slight diagonal offset to the images which is uniform on all the new covers. This doesn't bother me all that much. But some of the others are inexcusable. Worst of all, it appears that they went back years removed from the series and had Glenn Fabry make new covers while he was out of practice with the characters and frankly, not coming up with new and cooler than ever ideas. Perhaps most offensive: the ULTIMATE badass picture of Jesse, the old cover of Book 3: Proud Americans, with Jesse lighting a smoke in front of the American flag, interspersed with pictures of his father in Vietnam and a young Cassidy in New York City, is replaced with a generic, "cold have been any moment in the series" cast painting of Tulip, Jesse, and Cass. See for yourself!
1997:
New:
Now, I will admit there is some virtue to the new edition cover of Book 6: War In the Sun. It's a pretty bad ass picture of the world's greatest couple, plus I think it was a picture from one of the individual issues...it's definitely an old Fabry painting:
However, I'm not sure I like it more than the previous trade cover, which showed the much more sweet and tender side of their relationship, balanced with the crazy badass showdown at the bottom with the Saint of Killers facing off against an entire army.
However, the greatest sin of all is Book 8: All Hell's A-Coming. Just as the series heats up again for the final blast after dragging through Salvation, the old trade greeted us with the amazing image of Tulip O'Hare, the most perfect woman to ever grace the four-color page, screaming and aiming a gun directly at...us! Embracing her is the detached, somber look of the now-one-eyed Jesse. Throw in Cass as a deformed freak and you've got one strikingly beautiful image:
Now I actually do like the new cover, it's a beautiful picture, but it lacks the punch of the old one:
It's a tulip. With a gun. Get it? Tulip...with a guAAAAH, SCREW IT! The fact is for your comics buying dollar you used to get a beautiful woman screaming and about to blow your fucking head off, now you get something that looks like a rejected Alkaline Trio record cover. That's not a tradeoff I'm willing to make, True Believers!
Well, regardless, I'm kinda bummed that if you buy current editions, you won't be getting covers quite as pretty as they used to be. BUT, that of course is not excuse for not reading Preacher, one of the greatest God damned series God or Garth Ennis ever put on this earth, so if you're one of the unfortunate Philistines who has never experienced this sublime epic of graphic fiction, go buy all 9 immediately. I mean it, now, I will wait. Crappy covers and all!
Well, this has been tonight's edition of Jay Insult Rants About Stuff That Pisses Him Off That Nobody Else Cares About. If you have made it this far, congratulations, you're a nerd. If you actually care, well then you, sir or madame, are a Certifiable Nerd and you could probably roll with me and chances are I'd buy you a drink. Now as a special thank you, here's a bonus picture of everybody's dream girl:
See you in the funnybooks!
PS, about that Alkaline Trio crack...I also would have accepted The Cure, Morrissey, AFI, My Chemical Romance, or Panic! At the Disco, so feel free to substitute as appropriate for your taste/age demographic where applicable.
PPS Yes, I know, I like the Cure too, but c'mon, you know it's true!
1997:
New:
Now, I will admit there is some virtue to the new edition cover of Book 6: War In the Sun. It's a pretty bad ass picture of the world's greatest couple, plus I think it was a picture from one of the individual issues...it's definitely an old Fabry painting:
However, I'm not sure I like it more than the previous trade cover, which showed the much more sweet and tender side of their relationship, balanced with the crazy badass showdown at the bottom with the Saint of Killers facing off against an entire army.
However, the greatest sin of all is Book 8: All Hell's A-Coming. Just as the series heats up again for the final blast after dragging through Salvation, the old trade greeted us with the amazing image of Tulip O'Hare, the most perfect woman to ever grace the four-color page, screaming and aiming a gun directly at...us! Embracing her is the detached, somber look of the now-one-eyed Jesse. Throw in Cass as a deformed freak and you've got one strikingly beautiful image:
Now I actually do like the new cover, it's a beautiful picture, but it lacks the punch of the old one:
It's a tulip. With a gun. Get it? Tulip...with a guAAAAH, SCREW IT! The fact is for your comics buying dollar you used to get a beautiful woman screaming and about to blow your fucking head off, now you get something that looks like a rejected Alkaline Trio record cover. That's not a tradeoff I'm willing to make, True Believers!
Well, regardless, I'm kinda bummed that if you buy current editions, you won't be getting covers quite as pretty as they used to be. BUT, that of course is not excuse for not reading Preacher, one of the greatest God damned series God or Garth Ennis ever put on this earth, so if you're one of the unfortunate Philistines who has never experienced this sublime epic of graphic fiction, go buy all 9 immediately. I mean it, now, I will wait. Crappy covers and all!
Well, this has been tonight's edition of Jay Insult Rants About Stuff That Pisses Him Off That Nobody Else Cares About. If you have made it this far, congratulations, you're a nerd. If you actually care, well then you, sir or madame, are a Certifiable Nerd and you could probably roll with me and chances are I'd buy you a drink. Now as a special thank you, here's a bonus picture of everybody's dream girl:
See you in the funnybooks!
PS, about that Alkaline Trio crack...I also would have accepted The Cure, Morrissey, AFI, My Chemical Romance, or Panic! At the Disco, so feel free to substitute as appropriate for your taste/age demographic where applicable.
PPS Yes, I know, I like the Cure too, but c'mon, you know it's true!