Spring 2015 at Koyama Press brings metaphysical men in tights, the return of bad-boy blobs, the weaponization of cute through art, and fun and philosophizing diary comics. It is a diverse and variegated variety of comics and art—just the way we like it!

ISBN: 978-1-927668-16-0
6 ½ x 10, 172 pages, b&w, trade paper
April 2015

Sci-fi superheroes eschew Gotham and Metropolis in favor of nightmarish neoclassical ruins in this surreal strip.

A. Degen has taken the superhero myth and put it in a baroque blender; the result is the cerebral, sensuous and uncanny Mighty Star and the Castle of the Cancatervater. Equal parts Dalí and Astro Boy, Degen’s mostly silent narrative is both metaphysical and mighty.

A. DEGEN was born in Brooklyn, New York. After a time in Tokyo, he now lives and works in Connecticut. He is the author of the books Area CC (Snakebomb, 2011) and Soft X- Ray/Mindhunters (Astroplus/Futureshock, 2013), and his work has appeared in a number of anthologies.

“A. Degen is one of the smartest and funniest cartoonists in the game. Every page in the book is filled with about two dozen triumphs and upsets in humor, design, pacing … A real pleasure to pore over.” — Michael DeForge, author of A Body Beneath (Koyama Press, 2014), Ant Colony (Drawn and Quarterly, 2013), and many more

ISBN: 978-1-927668-20-7
5 ½ x 8 ½, 52 pages, color, trade paper
May 2015

Imagine The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles as pot-smoking punks.

The Blobby Boys are back and they’ve got acid tongues and acid on their tongues. The salacious and slimy Saturday Morning cast-offs haven’t lost an iota of edge. In fact, the only thing sharper than the comedy in this book just might be the boys’ switchblades.

ALEX SCHUBERT was born in Mascoutah, IL and is based In Los Angeles, CA where he works in illustration and animation. In 2014, the first collection of Blobby Boys was awarded a Silver Medal in the Long Form and Comic Strip category of The Society of Illustrators first Comic and Cartoon Art Annual.

“Alex Schubert’s collection of bold, bizarre comics is short, sharp and shocking — not unlike a quick stabbing.” — Jake Austen, Chicago Tribune

ISBN: 978-1-927668-15-3
6 x 7 ½, 200 pages, color, trade paper
May 2015

A colorful celebration of cartoons, creativity and the culture of cute.

Confetti, like its namesake, is a fun and explosive mix of color from the fertile mind of multidisciplinary artist Ginette Lapalme. In comics, paintings, prints, sculpture, and jewelry, Lapalme uses cartoons and junk culture as raw material to make “cute” subversive and “pretty” punk.

GINETTE LAPALME is a Toronto-based illustrator and artist. Lapalme is a graduate of the storied OCADU Illustration program, and is one third of Wowee Zonk, a Toronto-based illustrator collective and contemporary comic book anthology.

“It is a goal of mine to live alone in a big house surrounded by the work of Ginette Lapalme, kind of like a cat lady, but with drawings of cats instead of real cats … Utterly delightful but never too cute, the world Lapalme has created leaves me more attuned to the perverse beauty of the one around us.” — Tavi Gevinson, founder and editor of Rookie

ISBN: 978-1-927668-17-7
5 x 6 ½, 236 pages, b&w, trade paper
May 2015

Comic and tragicomic, heartfelt and heartbreaking; these are the panels that make up a life.

Since 2010, Dustin Harbin has been sporadically documenting the ups and downs and sideways of his life in comic form. From their humble beginnings as a sketchbook exercise documenting the quotidian, oftentimes with hilarious results, Harbin’s Diary Comics have grown into quirky existential examinations of life and living.

DUSTIN HARBIN is a cartoonist and illustrator who lives and works in North Carolina. He’s best known for his autobiographical comics, as well as many, many illustrations of people and animals, often mixed and matched.

“Dustin’s willingness to push himself in these comics makes them special, opening his mind and life to the audience he’s meant to connect to, taking what is at times the character of himself and revealing the man. That’s always the best part of autobio comics, an ability to confront something true.” — Kate Beaton, author of Hark! A Vagrant

I love when people say Superman should’ve just taken the battle elsewhere, then conveniently forget he threw Zod into space — destroying a Wayne satellite in the process — just to see Zod bring him right back down to Metropolis.
For the rest of you the neck snap was necessary because Zod wanted to die. Did you pay attention to the two different “A good death is its own reward” lines? Zod’s purpose in life was gone and he wanted to die. He even told Superman “Either you die, or I do.” Then he fought to die a warrior’s death, exactly what he wanted. Which is why instead of actually trying to break a headlock, he instead just tried to fry civilians and kept goading Superman to execute him.
—  An awesome defense of Man of Steel by a fan named Zach Davis on a Screen Rant article!

bohemiansugar said:

I recently had to watch Metropolis (the original 1927 film) for a class and since you're my favorite film blog I was wondering, what are your thoughts on the movie and it's influence in contemporary cinema today?

The first time I saw Metropolis was during film class too. I remember being floored at how ambitious this movie was for its time. From the very first frame of the film to the last, it grabs you and never lets go. The scenes of the workers shuffling about like cattle, to the moment Freder lays eyes upon Maria (not to mention Maria’s iconic transformation scene) - It’s a very visually striking movie, an incredible accomplishment when you think about what the filmmakers had to work with at the time. The scale of the production - from the sets to the special effects, costumes and make-up - was groundbreaking, not to mention that it embodies everything the science fiction genre is at its core: socially conscious, thought-provoking and visionary. It essentially provided a template for every sci-fi movie that followed it, so that basically sums up its influence in cinema. You can take any sci-fi movie that came after Metropolis and you can see thematic and visual elements borrowed from Fritz Lang. Thematic elements: social inequality, tyranny, dystopian society, commodification of people, the mechanization of labor, the end justifies the means, wealth over commonwealth…the list goes on! Visual elements: the sprawling metropolis itself has inspired Blade Runner's cityscape, the robot was the blueprint for Star Wars' C-3PO, and even Kubrick paid homage to Rotwang with Dr. Strangelove! From a technical standpoint, this film is incredible. The composition of shots and the editing (look at the intro scene of the running machinery, for example, the way those shots are spliced together). Brilliant! 

My favorite thing about Metropolis is what I think makes it unique - the mixing in of German expressionism in what would have normally been a straightforward sci-fi film. It shouldn’t have to be said, but film is a visual medium. The more you can express without the use of words, the better you are at the craft of filmmaking, in my opinion. Yes, witty dialogue and clever banter is fantastic and can be memorable, but at the end of the day, we go to the cinema to be enraptured by imagery. The reason Metropolis remains such a relevant and riveting film even to this day is because the material is evocative, thanks to those expressionist scenes where the audience experiences a character’s frame of mind. For instance, when Freder goes looking for Maria and descends into the factory, he witnesses an explosion, with workers being burned alive and flung about. The factory building then changes into the fearsome face of Moloch - something that can be interpreted as symbolic for the human cost of wealth and success, a sacrifice of sorts to the god Moloch or as what Freder feels when he sees these people being burned alive. It would have probably been easier to just show Freder looking appalled by what he witnessed, but it wouldn’t have had the same effect on the audience. And the music! Ahhh in a silent film, this is what helps get the audience to an emotional place. The acting from Brigitte Helm and Gustav Fröhlich was excellent, but the music really helps convey what the actors cannot with facial expressions or words.

Really, I could write a whole book about Metropolis so I should really just stop here before I bore everyone! The short story is that it’s evident to anyone who watches the film just how much Metropolis transformed cinema. It’s amazing how there is nothing else like it, yet it has managed to inspire generations of filmmakers who can’t help but try their best to emulate it. 



Chicago, The Second City, the Windy City, Chicagoland, Peter etc., the comics triumvirate of Michael DeForge (Lose #6), Simon Hanselmann (Megahex) and Parick Kyle (Distance Mover) have made their way to your Midwestern metropolis. Comics reading and signing tonight at Editions Kavi Gupta!

Editions Kavi Gupta
30 September 2014 | 6PM at Editions Kavi Gupta, Chicago, OH | FREE 
Visit the event page for more details

Photo courtesy Caitlin McGurk. Despite rumours to the contrary, Garfield will not be in attendance.

New set photos showing an anti-Superman protest were recently published by Tim Reinman on his Twitter account. The pictures show what could be a big plot line in Dawn of Justice. The boy scout might not be so high on everyone’s “hero-meter.” This isn’t surprising considering how Supes demolished most of Metropolis with the battle against Zod in Man of Steel. With the end of Man of Steel resulting in Metropolis in ashes and Zod with a broken neck, could citizens actually be holding Superman accountable for his actions? It certainly seems so when you look closely at the stills. Two of the clearest things to pick out in the protest is a sign that reads, “Thanks for the ‘Help’” and a fire consuming what looks to be a Superman dummy. This sets the tone for the new movie with maybe an anti-Superman viewpoint. This would easily allow Lex Luthors character played by Jessie Eisenberg to fit right in. Who better to lead the crusade against the alien than the man who hates him the most.

“Super Death”? Swastikas? Protests in Metropolis (#Detroit) against Superman! #BatmanvSuperman @D3T0N8R Let’s go see! pic.twitter.com/eTcv2M54Ja

— Tim Reinman (@treinman) September 29, 2014

There has been so much coming out in the past few weeks about Dawn of Justice. The new shots of possible Wayne Manor, the multiple pictures of the Batmobile, and the new Lois Lane pictures are just a few highlights. It really does make 2016 feel incredibly far away. For the next year and a half all we can rely on are more leaked pictures and more crazy rumors. If I get my birthday wish maybe even a leaked trailer.

Could this possibly lead into why Batman doesn’t feel so comfortable with Superman on Earth? Based on the leaked footage from Comic-Con a Dark Knight Returns showdown seems likely. I wouldn’t object to an after credit scene where fans get to see Batman crafting a Kryptonite weapon.

Batman vs. Superman: Dawn of Justice will be in theatres March 25, 2016

The only tickets in the next two years that I will buy in advance.

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Anti-Superman Awareness New set photos showing an anti-Superman protest were recently published by Tim Reinman on his Twitter account.

Close Your Eyes and Wish for More: Elizabeth Theodora Wayne

Elizabeth Wayne was a good girl.

No, wait.

Elizabeth Wayne was a Good Girl.

026 a Butterfly? 

Soo. This AU has it’s own blog on tumblr ^^;


I made it with a friend, the most amazing BleedingLiar24
But there is nothing actually done with it. 
Seeing as we’re busy people, and I still can’t draw comics so I can’t really make it a reality yet. Maybe some day when I’m a bit better. 
But, most of the things, that you need to know about the AU is on the blog actually, in the first post. 
She wrote it beautifully, so I’m just going to write down the comic that I planned to do, along with some side notes. 

It all takes place in a futuristic city, called Nero Heaven. 
An icredible mix of rich metropolis and poor, run down suburbs. 

The farther you get from the center of the city, the narrower the streets get, and the older and more broken the buildings become. 
It’s surreal, how much of a difference there is beetween the places where the humans live in, and the poor area, left for the aliens. 
Dick doesn’t really understand the extreme racism that is going on on Earth.
Maybe humans were here first, but shouldn’t they just learn to get along with other spieces? Without the alien races the planet would be long gone anyway. 

He was just walking around throught the ‘alien’ part of town. 
The small street was completely empty, so he could drop his guard down and just enjoy his night off work. 
Don’t get him wrong, he loved being a cop. He just got started and he loved what he was doing. 
But it was good to just walk through the city without having to worry about stopiing some mugging or murder or gang war. 

And then the most amazing smell reached him. 
Just as he was getting hungry too. 
He looked right, and couldn’t be more surprized. 
Vedged in beetween two tall buildings, on the ground floor of stood a tiny, bright, restaurant/cafe, with cute little design and that was actually open until 2am. 
He smiled at the name ‘Delactamenti’.

He got startled by the bell when he walked through the door. Who put bells above doors in those times. 
The place looked very cozy and so very different from the world outside. 
It was also empty of customers. 
It was nice.
At the sound of the door opening, the cashier’s head snapped up. 
Dick pulled his glasses off and met the eyes of the young man. 

The red head smiled politely and Dick found himself smiling back. 
He welcomed him to the restaurant, and showed him the menu, when he walked over. 
Dick noticed a book that the red head was reading before he came in. Looked like some complicated alien and human biology study.
The man took his order and when he turned around to put the money card into the register, Dick noticed the bulge on the man’s back. 
Wings. He was an alien. 

Soon food was ready and after taking the first bite, Dick wasted no time in congratulating the chef.
The red head introduced the chef, young human named Henry, and himself.
Turned out his name is Wally. 
Dick and Wally started talking. 
Dick told him about his work at the police station, and Wally talked about his studies and work. 
Before they knew it an hour has passed and it was time to close the restaurant. 
Wally turned the lights off, closed the doors and pulled the heavy blinds over the windows. 
Dick noted all the cursewords and threats towards the owners of the restaurant sprayed on them. 

Wally invited him for a walk, and he agreed.
He must have let it slip thet he loved nature, because the redhead took him over very far into the suburb area, into the park. 
It was very small, but it was good to see some trees and grass for a change. 

They walked around and talked for 3 hours straight. They didn’t even notice when they became good friends. 

Then it was getting late (or early I guess) and it was time to say goodbye.
They took each others phone numbers, and parted ways next to Wally’s house. 
It was an old, run down building, with the entire staircase missing.
Wally explained that the place was so broken that the stairs actually crumbled a few years ago.
But thanks to that, the rent was actually quite cheap.

They bid their goodbyes, and after Dick disapeard around the corner, Wally took off his vest, in the middle of the empty street. 
He carefully unfolded his butterfly wings, rolling his shoulders a couple of times. 
He then quietly flew over to the third floor, where the door to his apartment were,
and howered there for a moment, while he dug in his bag for a key. 

'Honey! I'm home!' he yelled happily, but there was no answer. 
…Yep. Charles wasn’t there. Again. 
So he searched the usual places. 
The bedroom/living room, The bathroom, the kitchen. The kitchen cabinets, under the bed. in the sink. 
…No sign of him. 
Wally noticed the open window, leading to the back alley. 
He stuck his head out and looked around. 
He pondered for a moment if waking his friend at 5 am would be a good idea. 
Decided it wasn’t. 
…So he did it anyway.
'Artemis!' He yelled down, and soon enough heard an anoyed grunt of his friend groggy waking. 
She stuck her head through the window, and looked up at him. 
And after her, Charles followed. 
He happily flew out the window, and slowly made his way back to Wally’s apartment.
He was a little fat, so his wings had problem with supporting his weight, but he didn’t seem to mind at all. 
It sure as hell didn’t push him to move around more. He was a lazy bum. 

'You should stop leaving him alone for such long hours' Artemis chided him, and he rolled his eyes at her. 
'Thank you for taking care of him.'
He mumbled something about ‘maybe he wouldn’t escape so much if you didn’t give him food all the time’ before smiling down at her and wishing her a good day.

By the time he walked into the bedroom, Charles was already there, sleeping soundly right in the middle of the bed. 
He pushed him to the side, before flopping onto the bed himself. 
'Stupid cat'He mumbled affectionately scraching behind Charles's ear. 

He was so very tired after a veerrryy long day of studying and working.
His eyes started closing, and he was happily waiting for the sleep to come. 
And just when he was at the very edge of consciousness…People living above him decided to have sex. Very loudly. 
He groaned and covered his ears with a pillow. 

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BATMAN V SUPERMAN : DAWN OF JUSTICE will film in Chicago, Illinois in early November, 2014.