I’v e talked before about Kodoja: Terror Mountain Showdown, about how I met the creator, Keith Foster at a comic book convention and how I wished I’d bought the music CD that was supposed to accompany it. Well, I bought the CD this weekend at The Alternative Press Expo but creator also slipped me a copy of issue 2. I was looking forward to listening to the music while I read issue 2 but forces were against me and I ended up reading Kodoja book 2 as I was lying in bed drifting off to the dream world. First off, thanks for Foster for handing me a copy of issue 02, it is appreciated. The bonus to receiving the book was that I could continue the story where I left off but he also gets another review out of it – not just cause it was a comp-copy but because I really enjoyed it and I was finally able to place what it reminded me of: Dr. Strangelove or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb.
I’m a big Stanley Kubrick fan. His films are part of why I expect so much from Art, particularly comics and they probably have a lot to do with why I want to be a storyteller when I grow up. I remember watching Dr. Strangelove or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb as a kid and realizing how wonderful storytelling could be, how timeless art could be and how fantastical but recognizable Art could be and still be impactful. Maybe it’s a pipe-dream for my own work but it is something we should all aspire to as creators. So, it is with great reverence for Kubrick’s work that I compare Kodoja to it.
Kodoja does not have that quality of perfection that Dr. Strangelove or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb does but it certainly captures the over-the-top insanity that rests just beneath the physical shells of our own leaders; the king-fools that hold the keys to incredible potential for destruction. It is the place of Art, not all art to challenge conventional thought and I am happy to see Kodoja: Terror Mountain Showdown follow in a strong tradition of doing this.