This new work was part of the long-running anthology strip Walt Disney’s Treasury of Classic Tales (1952-1987). Things had been awfully quiet on the Kirby front since late 1978, the ‘King’ having unhappily - and quite understandably - left Marvel for the second time that decade. SimakĮarly in the Fall of 1979, I was pleasantly surprised to discover some new work by Jack Kirby in our weekend paper’s comics section. « This is the very center of everything there is. Given his proclivity for quoting British authors, I think his sensibilities lie more with Albion. ** Was this because Leviathan was too erudite and weird for American audiences? Blegvad was born in NYC in 1951, but was raised in England, spent some years in Germany, then returned to NYC in 1977. I did in fact misspell it several times in this very blog post, until co-admin RG set me straight.
* I keep misspelling his name as ‘Blevgad’, which would be very unmelodic to Russian ears, as ‘ blev‘ means ‘puke’ and ‘ gad‘ is sort of like ‘bastard’.
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Leviathan swims in its native deep, glistening through serial sea-green waters, sending off spectra of intelligible light as it steers with ribbed and radiant fins.’ Nevermind such dubious metaphors – I posit that it’s Leviathan’s playfulness, juggling as it does quotes from long-dead philosophers, questionable puns and surreal vignettes flavoured with Freudio-biblical mythology, is worth the occasional muddle through a high-concept strip that didn’t quite pan out. As if to demonstrate the former, Zabor finishes his introduction with ‘ Words fail. ‘ As somebody who belongs in neither camp, I would suggest that this strip sometimes has its head up it arse, and goes so far into self-indulgent metaphysics that it loses its anchor for the sake of willful obfuscation – and sometimes it’s brilliant and very funny. Leviathan seems to invite a hate-or-love kind of response from readers as Rafi Zabor notes in the introduction to the collection, ‘I have met a few intelligent, literate, artistically sophisticated people who just don’t get it, and their non-response to what is obviously just for starters a classic of its kind, assuming it has a kind, has always puzzled me. The latter is how I came across this strip, in the apartment of a friend kind enough to give me his copy when he saw how absorbed I was. Leviathan was published in the Sunday section of British newspaper The Independent ** from 1992 to 1999, and some of the strips were collected in The Book of Leviathan, issued in 2000 by The Overlook Press. His patriarch is American Peter Blegvad, son of Danish illustrator Erik Blegvad (which accounts for the hard-to-pronounce family name that I tend to misspell as ‘Blevgrad’, since ‘grad’ is a common suffix for a city in Russian*), more known for his musical career than remembered for his cartooning one.
Bred from a long line of ‘ more or less faceless neotenic grotesques‘, such as Crockett Johnson’s Barnaby or Walter Berndt’s Smitty, Levi is an infant trying to make sense of the world around him through philosophical musings, an occasional break through the fourth wall, and conversations with his feline companion, Cat. As per his name, he’s more than a little bit of a megalomaniac – as one can argue that all children are.
Though I have no such desire to rub elbows with the faceless, introspective Leviathan, his perambulations are great fun to watch. Who wouldn’t love to hang out with Sugar and Spike, or Cul de Sac’s Alice, or Daniel Pinkwater’s Robert Nifkin? Some authors’ worlds are so compelling that one wishes to be teleported into them. However, I enthusiastically dig through children’s books when given half a chance, and greatly enjoy comics about ankle biters of the ‘wise far beyond their years’ variety. I am fairly neutral about children, and prefer to stay away from them for the most part (although there are some pleasant exceptions to this rule). « Babies of course are not human - they are animals, and have a very ancient and ramified culture, as cats have, and fishes, and even snakes: the same in kind as these, but much more complicated and vivid, since babies are, after all, one of the most developed species of the lower vertebrates.
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