So Super Duper #1-6


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So Super Duper #1-6


  • Words: Brian Andersen
  • Art: Brian Andersen
  • Inks: Brian Andersen
  • Colors: N/A
  • Story Title: N/A
  • Publisher: CBG Comics
  • Price: $4.00 each

When Brian Andersen wrote to me, offering review copies for his comic So Super Duper, he made, and I quote: “no bones about the fact that I am NOT an artist!”  Though he did consider himself a fledgling writer.  Well, at first glance it’s obvious that So Super Duper isn’t trying to out-Ultimates The Ultimates, but true to his word, I wasn’t able to read a single page of Brian’s gay-centric spandex-flavored gem without tearing through the whole epic start to finish.

The story follows an air-headed wannabe hero, Psyche, whose combat-unfriendly ability to suss out the emotions of others makes him real good at locating evil wherever it may be thinking evil thoughts.  As part of super-team The Amazin’Naughts, team leader Captain Idol takes a real shine to Psyche, regardless that our boy-hero does little more than bitch and whine and run from danger.  The fairer-sex members of the team, however, would rather chew their own cud than say something nice about vacuous Psyche.  Toss in a six-faceted romantic sex-rangle (involving Psyche, his BFF, Captain Idol, a stud-muffin hero called Comet, the villain of the piece, and Idol’s old flame Ultra Woman) and some mysterious goings-on worthy of an X-Files episode, and So Super Duper transforms from a one-joke capes comedy to a twist-filled melodramatic thriller. With lots of Super. And lots of Gay.

To put it bluntly, SSD is a surprise .  It’s friggin’ fantastic.  I’m hooked.  Line and about one dozen solid-lead sinkers stacked one atop the other, dragging my sorry light-weight tackle ass down, down, down, where I’ll remain, until SSD comes to its end.  Andersen’s story is organically paced, every issue flowing smooth off the last.  It was impossible to break away from, and I devoured the first six issues in a single sitting.  Which isn’t to say these are fast reads: they’re breezy, but dense with dialogue, as Andersen displays perhaps his greatest quality as a writer: rambling, anxious, fretting soliloquy.  Psyche (and occasionally even a supporting cast member or two) wander through their thoughts and worries and insecurities and confusions with an impressively believable, lightning speed.  Page after page, whole sections are often devoted to a single train of spastic thought, and, in one notable instance, an entire issue (#5) is virtually a single stretched-out inner panic attack, roping its way through a three-act story structure all on its lonesome.

SSD is packed with classic comic book dramatics and plot movements, more than enough to satisfy fans of DC or Marvel, and yet in So Super Duper the reader is offered a certain heartfelt charm, and non-conformist sincerity when confronting the subjects of homosexuality, closeted-ness, confusion of identity, relationships, and intimacy of all kinds that readers never find in the mainstream.  Psyche and his world are barefacedly bare-naked in its setting filled with twinks and effeminate gay men as though (as though?  Because it is) everyday life everywhere.  Literate ideas abound, alongside cheap ha-ha shots at superheroes and sexuality, and it’s this blend of intelligence, craft, and easy humor that make SSD a satisfying read, more so than anyone will think possible looking at its covers.

Speaking of covers, let’s hit the art: it’s crude, but consistently so, in the same way on every panel of every page.  Andersen’s old-school webcomicky art, something like a kindergartener version of Steve Ditko, fits perfectly for the story of Psyche.  The frivolity and fickleness of the characters and the surreal qualities of the spandex sort are mirrored in the lanky and square-faced characteristics which seem to be, ultimately, the two shapes Andersen can manage (that and *explode!* style star burst shapes).  Imagine your six-year-old drawing a comic day after day, picture by picture.  Then imagine the story was remarkably intelligent, coherent, and engaging.  If Andersen were a six-year-old, this thing would be an international best-seller.

So as it stands, So Super Duper is a comic I plan to follow to the bitter end.  It’s great.  Like, great-balls-of-fire great.  Pyramid of Cheops great.  Gatsby great.  Dane great.  Lakes great.  It’s great.  If you read one, you’ll read all the rest.  It is that addictive.  Look for some equally great back-up stories in issues 5 and 6 that are both as good and, in one instance (I thought), even better than the main feature.  I don’t know where Brian channels this So Super Duper stuff, but I hope he keeps a connection to it for long years to come.


For more information on So Super Duper and other CBG Comics, head on over to http://www.sosuperduper.com

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