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There are very few names in comic books as controversial or as mocked as one Rob Liefeld. I’ve mentioned before on this blog that I actually don’t hate Liefeld. I became a huge comic fan in the 90’s and Robbieboy was a huge part of that. However, some of Rob’s projects are so out there that even my own faith is tested. And, man, wouldn’t you know it, Rob’s first forays into webcomics are more that a little off the deep end than usual. But don’t take my word for it. Here’s Zombie Jesus! and The Beast. (These are two separate titles, incidentally, and not some crazy Beauty and the Beast tribute. Sadly.)
The root of “Hanna” is “Hannah.” It is Hebrew for “God has favored me.” The earliest use is in the Bible. She prayed to God for a son, and in exchange she promised that her son, the prophet Samuel (for whom two books of the Bible are named), would be given back to God in the service of the Shiloh priests.
Notable Hannas include Hanna Newcombe, a Canadian peace activist; Hanna Reitsch, a Nazi propaganda icon who was the only woman awarded the German Iron Cross First Class and the Luftwaffe Combined Pilots-Observation Badge in Gold with Diamonds during World War II; and Hanna Pakarinen, a pop singer who was the first winner of Finland’s Idols singing competition.
Also, Hanna is not a boy’s name.
That’s the controversial, hetero-normative statement proposed in the title of Tessa Stone’s comic, Hanna Is Not A Boy’s Name. With a title like that, you’re probably expecting an introspective webcomic exploring gender stereotypes. Perhaps it will delve into someone’s painful experiences growing up, taunted by bullies because of his name and gaining the strength to carry on like that boy named Sue.
And you’d be wrong. Hanna Is Not A Boy’s Name is actually about a zombie. And a werewolf. And a vampire. Actually, vampires. And some sort of supernatural detective agency. But I seriously can’t blame you if the title blindsided you.
“Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.” — Edgar Allan Poe
“Mirror, mirror, on the wall… who’s the *fearest* of them all?” — The Cryptkeeper
Good evening, boys and ghouls. You may notice a hastily composed icon inhabiting the recesses of this review. Yes, it’s Terror Week. It’s like Shark Week, only TERRIFYING. Welcome to the a season where pumpkins grin from every porch and children beg for candy. But it’s all in good fun. Here at The DEADcomic Overlook, we will be looking at three webcomics dealing with things that go bump in the night.
“Eh,” you say, “you’re a week early. And it’s not exactly my thing. But at least it’s not video game webcomics again.”
Oh, you tease. But you have a point: some time during the summer, video game webcomics dug themselves AN EARLY GRAVE will the crush of coverage they got on this site. Fortunately, Halloween gives me an easy way to break out of this vicious cycle. A new way to refocus.
First up first is a horror webcomic based on a video game — Left 4 Dead: The Sacrifice.
“It is a truth universally acknowledged that a zombie in possession of brains must be in want of more brains.” — Pride & Prejudice & Zombies
Currently, zombies are my favorite creatures prominently being featured in horror movies. They’re probably the only horror monster that hasn’t been horribly reconstructed and bastardized for boy-crazy teenage girls. There was a a bit of a scare when the Pride & Prejudice & Zombies was announced. Why, if the horror of zombies were combined with the overpowering machismo of Mr. Darcy, then you would have the sexiest monster of all! Sexier than even Taylor Lautner! Fortunately, Seth Grahame-Smith retains Mr. Darcy’s original status as a human being. He, instead, fights legions of the undead alongside his beloved Elizabeth Bennett, narrowly averting the genesis and proliferation of sexy zombies.
However, I don’t mind injecting a bit of humor in zombie stories. While zombies have so far dodged the romance novel shelves, they do make great foils in comedies. Look at these humans who can’t walk of talk right! Ha ha! I’m sure I should at least be partially ashamed from a humanist point of view, but damn it, they’re dirty brain eating cannibals so they get everything they deserve.
While today’s review of S. Dave Shabet’s Dead Winter is not about a comedy webcomic, per se. It is a zombie comic, with touches of apocalytic wasteland and spaghetti western genres thrown in. Still, the comic is sprinkled with nice touches of light-hearted humor. Look, just because you’re stuck in a zombie apocalypse doesn’t mean you can’t have fun. By the way, there a few panels in Dead Winter that are Not Safe For Work (none of which are linked in this review, so consider them safe if you’re browsing on work hours), and comics feasting on dead bodies are not usually Safe For Children.
Lately, I’ve been in the mood for some power. But not just any power.
Or, uh, GRRL PWWR. You know what they say: girls rule, boys drule. Amirite, ladies?
“Grrl Power,” not to be confused with “Girl Power,” was probably conceived some time in the 90’s, with the Spice Girls as the chief spokespeople. The main tenets of the Grrl Power movement seemed to be tights, tattoos, mountain biking, and rollergirling. It was a win-win scenario for everyone. Girls found a convenient template for which to indulge their fantasies about rebelling against authority without, you know, any of the actual rebellion. And boys got to stare at gals in bare midriffs and fishnet stockings. Win-win!
And you just can’t get more Grrl Power than the estrogen-fueled world of Zuda Comics’
The Black Cherry Bombshells. It’s set in the world where women are smarter, more courageous, and more athletic than men. Of course, it doesn’t hurt that the men are all zombies.
And the literal kind, not the kind that watches the NFL all day and never takes out the garbage eventhough you’ve asked, like, a million times.
It’s fun to follow what movie monsters are currently tapping the cultural zeitgeist. Back in the 90’s everyone was ga-ga over vampires. Anne Rice was churning out novels on a regular basis, Bram Stoker’s Dracula was one of the most anticipated movies, Gangrel and the Brood were appearing out of flaming circles in the WWF, Sarah Michelle Gellar won the hearts of America with her vampire-hunting ways, and Wesley Snipes was just getting his fangs fitted for his first Blade movie. In recent years, though, vampires haven’t done much to capture the nation’s imagination outside of the latest Kate Beckinsdale movie. I blame this precipitous fall in stature on overly serious goth kids and the existence of actual vampire cultists who really do drink human blood … which, let’s face it, is totally gross.
No, in 2000, it’s all about the zombies! They’re like the party-hearty alternative to the even mopey vampires … not unlike how, in the world of Trekkies, the more sociable fans dress up as Klingons rather than as the stuffy and austere Federation officers. Vampires are always writing sad, tear-stained poetry about guilt over their bloodlust. Zombies, on the other hand, are pure id, chomping on flesh with gleeful abandon. Putting a vampire on a gameshow is rather confusing and probably a Christ allegory; chained up zombies on a gameshow where they chase fresh meat (as seen on Shawn of the Dead) … that’s comedy gold, baby! And, as Michael Jackson proved, zombies are kickass dancers.
Even I have not been immune to the charms of these gentle reanimated corpses. I’ve enjoyed both the new Dawn of the Dead movie and, paradoxically, the laughably awful House of the Dead, directed by the notoriously awful Uwe Boll. I even liked I Am Legend, which was basically a sanitized zombie movie for the masses. I’ve been both a zombie minion and a hapless survivor in the free online text-based MMORPG Urban Dead (which, by the way, inspired a short but fairly decent webcomic called Necrophobic). There’s even a movie about zombie strippers which .. well, honestly, would get me kicked out of the house if I ever rented it, but it’s OUT THERE PEOPLE!
So what culturally precipitated this shift of affection from vampires to zombies? I’ll leave it up to CNN and Fox News to speculate whether or not it’s a reaction to fears and anxieties stirred up by 9/11. My own absolutely unsupported analysis is summed up by pretty much the same answer I give to explain any youth-centered phenomena in our current decade: video games. Specifically, first-person shooters. We like to have plenty of faceless bad guys to mow down without worrying about whether or not we were committing murder. And which monsters are more faceless than zombies? Vampires are generally depicted as intellectual equals. On the other hand, zombies are already dead and are more animal than human. Time to turn off your conscience and fire up that rail gun!
This theory of mine, soon to be published in reputable scientific periodicals under the name “The El Santo Awesome Theory of How Everything Works,” is put to test in the subject of today’s Webcomic Overlook: Jenny Romanchuk’s take on the zombie apocalypse, The Zombie Hunters.
Creator of webcomics with questionable quality, such as Pupkin and Marry Me (which I reviewed here). However, has managed to win over several skeptical reviewers with +EV, a webcomic about online poker. (The world is full of surprises, huh?) Burns with the passion of a thousand suns, and has a flair for drama punctuated by groanworthy goofiness. Fancies himself as a movie director in the making. Love him or hate him, his webcomics seem to draw a good number of loyal fans… so he must be doing something right.
Co-founder of the popular Keenspot webcomic hosting site, which will always have a soft place in my heart for hosting Matt Wilson’s Bonus Stage webtoon. Creator of well-received webcomics Superosity, Sore Thumbs, and WICKEDPOWERED (reviewed here). A mad genius, his webcomics seem to always be perched precariously on the fine line between sheer brilliance and sheer stupidity.
What happens when you bring these two together? I imagine it would be a combustible, brotherly alliance not seen since the Duke brothers ran roughshod in Hazzard County, or since the Undertaker and Kane joined forces to become the Brothers of Destruction, or since Peyton and Eli Manning grafted on a pair of laser rocket arms and…. No wait, that’s getting a bit indulgent and way inaccurate. However, the Duke Boys and WWF tag team analogies still apply.
Add Keenspot veteran artist Owen Gieni to the mix, and you get Last Blood, a webcomic about a world ruled by zombies.