Friday, October 15, 2010

A couple recent reviews of goD the Dyslexic doG...

CLICK HERE for the review from MyTakeRadio.com

And by the "Lefty Films Blog" CLICK HERE OR READ BELOW:

REVIEW: God the Dyslexic Dog

A while back - let's say July - I promised my friend Brian Phillipson that I would do up a review of his now-completed trilogy of graphic novels entitled "God the Dyslexic Dog". Now, I wanted to post it around the time of another convention, and since APE is around the corner (and he might be at APE and smite me if the review ain't up), there is no time like the present.



Dog is one of those comics that comes around in a great while that actually is written intelligently enough to make the subject matter... matter. Yes, it's an epic yarn of warring Gods, of new Gods, and of trapped Gods. Yes, the title is a cliched pun. And yes, it tackles issues such as transubstantiation. But it does it all so well. You don't think twice about how, if handled by a different team (helping Brian along is legendary artist, Alex Nino), the plot would most likely unravel. These guys obviously have the magic touch.

I met Phillipson, oddly enough, at APE a few years back. I met his equally charming father, helming the booth, at WonderCon the following year. The first thing you realize is that these two are very smart. While Brian does the dialogue, Philip Phillipson is second-in-command concerning the overall plot. The general ease they both have about life is what will increase your interest in the book ten-fold.

Dog starts out with an explanation as to why dog is man's best friend: because an alpha dog had been infused with God's Will and his powers in order to be a "failsafe" to man's foils. From there, the plot threads only begin to seep out, much like the evils and dangers of Pandora's Box (also a huge plot point). It seems that the god of liquor, Bacchus, has inadvertently started a war between the Old Gods and the animals of Earth that long for gods of their own. Thus, they go to Darwin (the literal embodiment of evolution), who in turn transforms the ancient Mayan calendar into a Wheel of Fortune-type device to randomly change the Old Gods into Animal Gods. Zeus gets turned into the God of Turkeys.

As pages turn, it is literally mindboggling how Phillipson and Phillipson cram in so much without it feeling like too much. By all accounts and purposes, the amount of characters, events, and plot threads should all implode when slammed up against each other, but they don't. Within three volumes, we get the above mentioned war and Darwin and all the good stuff... as well as the dead race of missing link Chimps, skateboarding soldiers, religion's place in society, Pavlov, multiple heavens and hells, you get the picture. They all are so well connected to each other that neither seems to negate the other.

A word of caution: this book will not sit well with those that take everything personally. It is an incredibly open book with many different ideas, none grandstanding over the other. If you don't like the idea of Darwin trying to become God, or that God can't just "do everything", then you should probably skip this one. But it would be a disservice.

The book is good. Dog-damned good.