Dick Giordano, R.I.P.

Sad to report the passing of longtime editor-artist Dick Giordano.

Dick was born July 20, 1932 in New York and launched his career in comics in 1952, drawing for Charlton Comics. He was not only a very good artist — one they quickly assigned to handle many of their covers — but an industrious one, as well. He quickly got a reputation as a guy who never said no to any assignment; who'd work day and night to get anything and everything done. So not only did he do all his own work but he was constantly helping other artists, pitching in on their work. Even when he rose to the post of editor-in-chief at Charlton (which occurred in '65), his art appeared in the books of other companies. There were several artists whose reputations were built at least in part on the quality and efficiency of artwork that was actually ghosted by Giordano.

When he took over as editor at Charlton, Dick was charged with revamping the line to try and compete with the Marvel boom of the sixties. Aided by the presence of Steve Ditko in his freelance pool, Dick launched a line of "action heroes" (Blue Beetle, a revival of Captain Atom, etc.) that won great critical acclaim but, apparently, insufficient sales. He replaced them with a line of ghost-oriented comics that were much more successful and continued long after Dick left Charlton for an editorial post at DC Comics in 1967. It has usually been reported that DC hired him and he brought over Ditko as well as a number of new folks (like Jim Aparo and Steve Skeates) he'd "discovered" at Charlton. Actually, Ditko preceded Giordano to DC. In fact, it was partly through a recommendation from Ditko that Carmine Infantino Irwin Donenfeld at DC hired Dick. [Correction.]

As was the case at Charlton, Giordano proved to be an exceptional editor. He was good at finding talent, good at leaving it alone to do what it did best, good at stepping in when necessary. Writers and artists generally liked working with Dick. Most found him honest, helpful and willing to gamble on new things. Alas, his first stint at DC did not last long. He was assigned a slate of comics that were either brand-new or failing at a time when just about everything that was brand-new or failing there failed. He openly clashed with Infantino on company policies and in 1971, chose to go elsewhere.

He and artist Neal Adams founded Continuity Associates, a firm which supplied artwork to many publishers, DC included, and commercial enterprises. An amazing number of artists who would later become prominent in comics got either their first jobs or their first breaks by working at Continuity, including Terry Austin, Joe Rubenstein and Al Milgrom. A major part of the Giordano legacy is the number of artists and writers who broke into the field because of him, either at Continuity or at Charlton or his two tours-of-duty at DC.

His second DC period began in 1980, several years after Infantino's departure. Eventually, it led to Dick becoming Vice President/Executive Editor, a post he held until 1993. I worked with him a number of times and though we had our differences, he was usually a joy. He could manage without micro-managing and he was often capable of saying, as some in that kind of job are not, that the company was wrong and the freelancer was right. That was not always the case but it was true often enough that most of us were willing to forgive him when he didn't act like…well, didn't act like Dick Giordano.

That was the main point I want to make here about Dick. I got into comics around 1970 and so was witness to a major sea change in how the industry treated its talent. I saw publishers gain a new, hitherto-denied respect for the men and women who fill the pages and a diminution of the "plantation" mentality that existed for too long. It was not just that pay scales got better and they began doing things like returning original art and standardizing credit policies. It was that they talked to you like partners, not pieceworkers, and recognized the unique contribution that each person could make. Dick was by no means the only reason that change came about but he was an important one.

When he retired from his executive position at DC, he returned to his first love, the drawing of comics. He was very good at it. He was also a very fine inker of other artists' work and many asked for him to be assigned to their projects. In 2003, he collaborated with author Michael Eury on an autobiography, Dick Giordano: Changing Comics, One Day at a Time, which is a good overview not only of his career but of the changes in the industry during that period.

On a personal note: I really liked Dick. I liked reading comics he worked on. I liked working with him, liked seeing how much of a difference he made in so many lives. It was generally a positive one. He was a devout fan of comics in the best possible way and one time when he and I had a very brutal argument over a certain DC policy, we followed it with an utterly-friendly discussion of comic artists we both admired. It was that passion for the field and that enthusiasm for the talents of others than made him a very fine editor and a very fine gentleman. Comics already miss him…a lot.

Saturday Morning

Multiple sources are reporting the passing of longtime editor-artist Dick Giordano…and it's true that Dick has been hospitalized and in failing condition for the last few weeks. I'm getting a deluge of messages asking me to confirm his death and, well, I don't think I have sufficient sourcing. Let's hold out hope that it isn't so.

Something Aesthetic, Something Balletic…

This is probably too late to do any of you much good but Carolyn and I went last night to see the Reprise! presentation of my favorite musical, A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Forum up at UCLA. It closes tomorrow but if you're in L.A. and there's any way you can get up there to see it, you'll enjoy it a lot. Everyone in the house last night certainly did. The cast is outstanding and they sure looked like they were having a good time up there, dashing madly on and off stage and singing those spiffy Sondheim tunes.

Lee Wilkof, who's been a treasure of the theater for some time, stars as Pseudolus, the slave who yearns to claim his freedom by arranging an assignation between his young master and a courtesan from the House of Lycus. I saw Mr. Wilkof in the original version of the musical, Little Shop of Horrors, and have caught him in many a show since, including the recent New York revival of Kiss Me Kate. Always wonderful. I've probably seen at least thirty different productions of Forum so I could only marvel as he got laughs in places where I'd never seen a Pseudolus — not even Phil Silvers — get laughs.

The rest of the cast is good, too. Ron Orbach wrung every possible chuckle out of the role of Senex. Michael Kostroff was a perfect Lycus. Ruth Williamson, who seems to be in about half the plays I see, scored big as Domina, wife of Senex. I also liked Erich Bergen as a charmingly naive Hero, Annie Abrams as an even more naive Philia and Larry Raben as a properly hysterical Hysterium. The courtesans were lovely. The Proteans were funny. The fellow playing Miles Gloriosus (Stuart Ambrose) was properly villainous/hilarious. And Alan Mandell, playing Erronious, got a laugh with every single thing he said or did. Director David Lee did a great job casting and staging this production.

Forum connoisseurs will be interested to know that they included the song, "Farewell," which Sondheim wrote to give Nancy Walker a larger role in the '71 revival. Also for that production, S.S. wrote a tune called "The Echo Song" which replaced "That'll Show Him" in the second act and Reprise! opted to make that substitution here. I like the other tune better but it was nice to hear "The Echo Song" again. "Pretty Little Picture," which is sometimes omitted, was omitted — perhaps because it slows the action or perhaps because it's maybe the most difficult-to-sing song that Sondheim ever wrote. When I interviewed Phil Silvers, he was recovering from a stroke and he said, "Doing that song every night, I was harder to understand than I am now." They had to excise the number from the show and a lot of other productions have done so, as well.

Carolyn and I had a great time so go see this new incarnation if you're local and possibly can. Today's 2 PM matinee will be preceded at Noon by a free one-hour lecture by me on the history of the show. I will be the least funny person on that stage today.

Conventional Wisdom

WonderCon starts one week from today. If you can be there, be there. We'll have a great time.

If you're still trying to decide whether or not to go to the Comic-Con International in San Diego this July, hurry up. Thursday is sold out. Friday is sold out. Saturday is sold out. There are about six tickets left for Sunday and when they're gone, the whole bloomin' convention will be sold out. Please do not write me to ask if I can get you in. I will only mock you for not planning better.

Recommended Reading

Fred Kaplan says the war in Afghanistan is not winding down. That's okay. Neither is the one in our Congress.

Science Marches On!

An average of once a day, I find myself briefly marvelling at how some new technological advance — the Internet especially — makes my life a bit more efficient. When I started writing professionally, for instance, we had to actually type scripts out on paper and deliver that paper somewhere. If that location was in town, someone had to get in a car and drive the paper there. If it was out of town, someone had to get in a car, go to a post office and mail an envelope. In the last decade or so, delivery has gotten swifter and therefore so has collaboration.

On The Garfield Show, which is my main current endeavor, it is not uncommon to find me here at 4 AM, as I am now, swapping e-mails with our production crew in France and with Jim Davis in Indiana. When I started on Garfield in the eighties, its producer bought me my first fax machine so I could fax scripts and notes back to Jim. One time I recall being up at 5 AM, sending a script his way. Jim was reading the pages as they arrived in his office and he phoned me to discuss story points on Page 2 while I was still feeding Page 14 into the fax machine. I also recall another time when I was writing a different show for France. I was in a hotel room in Las Vegas at 4 AM and I was faxing pages straight from my laptop — this is pre-Internet, over a dial-up connection — to Paris and thinking, "This is as close as I'm ever going to get to being James Bond."

The other day, I discovered a tiny but useful bit of techo-timesaving. I handle the voice-direction on The Garfield Show, a job which includes getting the scripts copied before each recording session. Usually, I stick my tireless assistant Darcie with that chore. This time, we were running so late that I had to handle it, and it was a cinch thanks to a service that the FedEx Office company has called Print Online.

We were recording Tuesday morning. At 7 PM Monday evening, I finally had the scripts completed. Now, in the old days, what would happen on a cartoon show is that someone would then have to retype the scripts into a special format from which the actors can easily read. This is no longer necessary. I write my scripts with a software called Movie Magic Screenwriter. Years ago, when this program was first being developed (it was called Script Thing then), I struck up an e-mail correspondence with its author and suggested he include this feature, and I even sent him an animation recording script so he could copy its format. And now, sure enough, Movie Magic Screenwriter will output your script in that format. So instead of someone retyping the whole thing, the conversion takes about ten seconds.

I converted my scripts thusly to PDF format, then went to the FedEx Office site and found the appropriate page (it's this one). There, I uploaded the scripts, specified the number of copies I wanted, the kind of paper, whether I wanted them collated or stapled or three-hole-punched, etc. I then selected the address of a FedEx Office near me that stays open 24 hours, as many do, and I paid online with a credit card. Two hours later, they e-mailed that my order was ready for pick-up at that address and I drove over. I could have sent the scripts in at 3 AM and gone over to get them at 5 AM or (more likely) picked them up on my way to the recording studio in the morning.

I love this kind of thing. I have so many that I wonder why there's any waste of time ever in my life. Must be all those hours I have to spend fixing my computer, configuring my iPhone, unjamming my printer, etc.

Today's Video Freen

The late Al Kelly was one of the most underflent comedians who ever strunned in the business. There were others who had the fane of his pin but only Al, of all the krelms in the drub, rose to the pinnacle of kleep. Comic journalist Barry Mitchell was krebulent enough to timpur this vole of Mr. Kelly in all his masterflutch glory. Watch it. Enjoy it. Glump it. But most of all, remember that the true measure of a man is not whether he yumps his fob but whether he can fern the last chubs of his berf…

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Where I'll Be

Every week, I get three or four e-mails from folks asking me if I'm going to be at a convention near them soon. From the tone, some seem to be suggesting that they want to know so if I am, they can arrange to be out of town that weekend. Whatever their reason for inquiry, the answer is that I'll be at WonderCon in San Francisco a week from tomorrow and then I'm scheduled to be at the Comic-Con International in July and that's it at the moment. I will be hosting panels at each, some of which will — now that Health Care Reform has passed — be Death Panels. Show up for them or we may just kill your grandmother.

This coming Saturday, I will again be delivering a lecture (pretty much the same lecture I gave last Saturday, in fact) at Freud Hall at UCLA at Noon. A rave-reviewed production of A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Forum is playing there through March 28 and the Reprise! group always precedes their Saturday matinees with a speech by someone who, like me, they can pass off as an expert on the show. The talk is free and you get what you pay for.

You may note that I haven't reviewed this production yet. This is because I haven't seen it. I was supposed to attend opening night but an UnFunny Thing Happened on the Way to the Show. Blocks away, I got a phone call and had to hurriedly go take my mother into a hospital emergency room. She is home now and doing well but I missed the show. I will see it before it closes and if you'd like to (or if you just want to view a short video trailer), go visit this page.

The next Reprise! revival is How to Succeed in Business Without Really Trying, which runs May 11-23 and stars Josh Grisetti, Simon Helberg and (in the Rudy Vallee role) John O'Hurley. This company always does fine work so you might want to go ahead and order tix for that at the above-linked site. I think I'm also doing the Saturday lectures on this one.

Getting back to WonderCon for a moment: On April 5, the Monday following, I will be teaching a class in Cartoon Voice Work (i.e., how to do them) at Voice One, a well-respected school/studio in San Francisco. Details on how to sign up can be found on this page.

I'm going to be other places in the near-future: The bank, the market, my mother's house, my parole hearing, my day job at Applebee's, etc., but I doubt you'd be interested in those. Heck, I have trouble believing anyone's interested in what I've listed above.

Recommended Reading

Brendan Nyhan explains why it's close to impossible for Republicans to just go in, as some are vowing, and repeal the Health Care Reform bill.

And I think most G.O.P. leaders must know that…but they also know that, having fired their base up to believe the bill was Socialist Armageddon, they have to keep that line going, at least for a while. It's also probably pretty good for short-term fund-raising.

Today's Video Link

In 1966, when ABC was in its "try a little of everything" mode, they had an ambitious, short-lived weekly anthology series called ABC Stage 67. Each week, it presented an original play, usually a musical comedy. The most notable entry aired on 11/16/66 — Evening Primrose, a spooky musical with a book by James Goldman and songs by Stephen Sondheim. It was a quirky little tale of a poet named Charles, played by Anthony Perkins, who renounces society and goes to live in a department store.

There have been a few recordings of the Evening Primrose score since then but the video itself has not been easy to come by. Grainy bootleg videos abound…and today's clip is from one. But we will soon have a pro-quality, restored DVD. It comes out in May and this is an Amazon link to pre-order your copy. Here's a poor video sample…

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All Thumbs

The long-running syndicated review program, At the Movies, has been cancelled. This is the show that once starred Roger Ebert and Gene Siskel. As he explains here, Mr. Ebert has plans for something new but similar.

Robert Culp, R.I.P.

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I always liked Robert Culp on I Spy. I liked him on The Greatest American Hero, too. He worked an awful lot and I can't think of anything he was in where I thought he was less than terrific.

But I'll tell you where I really liked him: At strikes. He spoke at a big Writers Guild rally during the work stoppage of '88 and, wow. He gave a wonderful speech that cut to the heart of the labor unrest that year and it was delivered with such passion and clarity of purpose that every writer in the place — must have been upwards of 1500 of us — thought, "Boy, I'd like to have that man read lines I'd written."

And you knew that wasn't at all why Culp gave the speech. I picketed with him during WGA strikes and went over and picketed alongside him at some actors' strikes, as well. I remember him hopping up on a truck and hauling big, heavy tubs of water and Gatorade out, then directing traffic and carrying armloads of signs. There were a lot of stars there but not all were willing to do the heavy lifting and physical stuff. Culp was. Heck of a guy.

Pot Luck

Looks like California's going to have a vote on whether or not to legalize marijuana. I have no idea if it'll pass or not but let me be among the first to craft some kind of joke about how it might not because all the people who like the stuff will be too stoned to get to the polls on Election Day.

But that's not the story…because a lot of people who use it or have will vote to legalize just because they're sick of the hypocrisy and how the "war" on this drug diverts and drains resources. I've never touched the stuff. I've never even touched tobacco. But I'll probably vote to legalize for the above reasons. The only thing which might stop me is if I see any way that legalization will genuinely exacerbate the problem of drunk drivers. (That's one of those crimes where I think the law is way too lenient.) So far, I'm not persuaded that it will.

Governor Arnold, whose popularity in this state is now about the same as the guy we threw out of office before him, is against the initiative…which I suppose means we'll be seeing a lot of that clip of Arnold smoking pot in an early movie. A lot of people will probably be for it because they see tax revenues as helping California's dire financial condition, at least a little. If it does pass, I'll be curious how many votes came due to the Civil Rights aspect and how many were just thinking, "Tax that so you won't have to tax me as much."

Today's Video Link

The late 'n' lovely Madeline Kahn sings with Grover — while you try to figure out exactly what position Frank Oz is in…

Compacter Cons

A loose cabal of folks in this Facebook group have been talking about starting something called Creator-Con as an alternative to the Kong-sized Comic-Con held each year in San Diego. I'm a little fuzzy on what it is they're envisioning, though it does not seem they're all envisioning the same thing. What some seem to want is a smaller convention with more emphasis on comics…and we already have hundreds of those around the country. I've declined invites to two just this week.

What seems to unite the people on the Facebook page is a common belief that Comic-Con is too big. Well, yes, for some folks, I'm sure it is. That's why there are smaller conventions. They also believe that at the Comic-Con, there isn't enough emphasis on comics. I think these folks need to accept a hard, perhaps bitter truth about our industry, which is that the comic book business is in many ways morphing into the movie/TV business. Yeah, the Comic-Con is in some ways more interested in movies than in comics. So are DC and Marvel these days. And the last time I was in a comic shop, there was a tiny section of Iron Man comics and a huge selection of Iron Man toys and DVDs based on the movie.

At any convention anywhere, if you have two panels — one featuring the folks currently creating the Avengers comic book and one featuring the folks behind and in the Avengers movie, guess which one is going to get the bigger turnout…and more coverage on the comic book news sites. And that's fine with the publisher of the Avengers comic book because they're going to make a lot more money off the movie than they could ever make off the comic book. I'm not saying this is a good thing or a bad thing…just that it's reality.

The thing to remember is that Comic-Con has plenty of programming about comics. If you're interested in the history of the medium…well, last year I hosted a panel there which united for the first time, the last three surviving "Bob Kane" ghost artists, two of whom worked on the character in its first year. You can't get a more important event relating to comic book history than that. I hosted a panel on Jack Kirby. I hosted a Golden Age Panel and another on the so-called Bronze Age. I and others hosted spotlight interviews on various veteran comic book creators. There were panels on current comics as well…dozens upon dozens of them. So what if more people were in line to see the cast of Glee?

Here's a link to the programming list for last year's Comic-Con. Look it over and then tell me there weren't plenty of events about comic books there. Find me one hour of the day where you didn't have your pick of at least five.

I'm not attacking those who complain about the con or want to start something else, even though I don't quite understand what they want that's doable and doesn't already exist somewhere. I'm just suggesting it's silly to bash the biggest con for being the biggest con or to fault it because people who are into comics these days are more into movies and videogames and TV shows. That's how it is and it ain't gonna change soon, if ever. And if all you care about is comics, believe me: There's plenty about comics at San Diego. It's there. You just have to look a little…and maybe navigate your way around the line of people waiting to see the Star Trek panel.