The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay Part 6
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"He flies, like a bat."
"No, he doesn't fly."
"But he is blind."
"No, he only dresses like a bat. He has no batlike qualities at all. He uses his fists."
"That sounds dull."
"Actually, it's spooky. You'd like it."
"Maybe another animal."
"Uh, well, yeah. Okay. A hawk. Hawkman."
"Hawk, yes, okay. But that one must fly."
"Yeah, you're right. Scratch the bird family. The, uh, the Fox. The Shark."
"A swimming one."
"Maybe a swimming one. Actually, no, I know a guy works in the Chesler shop, he said they're already doing a guy who swims. For Timely."
"A lion?"
"Lion. The Lion. Lionman."
"He could be strong. He roars very loud."
"He has a super roar."
"It strikes fear."
"It breaks dishes."
"The bad guys go deaf."
They laughed. Joe stopped laughing.
"I think we have to be serious," he said.
"You're right," said Sammy. "The Lion, I don't know. Lions are lazy. How about the Tiger. Tigerman. No, no. Tigers are killers. s.h.i.+t. Let's see."
They began to go through the rolls of the animal kingdom, concentrating naturally on the predators: Catman, Wolfman, the Owl, the Panther, the Black Bear. They considered the primates: the Monkey, Gorillaman, the Gibbon, the Ape, the Mandrill with his multicolored wonder a.s.s that he used to bedazzle opponents.
"Be serious," Joe chided again.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Look, forget animals. Everybody's going to be thinking of animals. In two months, I'm telling you, by the time our guy hits the stands, there's going to be guys running around dressed like every d.a.m.n animal in the zoo. Birds. Bugs. Underwater guys. And I'll bet you anything there's going to be five guys who are really strong, and invulnerable, and can fly."
"If he goes as fast as the light," Joe suggested.
"Yeah, I guess it's good to be fast."
"Or if he can make a thing burn up. If he can-listen! If he can, you know. Shoot the fire, with his eyes!"
"His eyeb.a.l.l.s would melt."
"Then with his hands. Or, yes, he turns into a fire!"
"Timely's doing that already, too. They got the fire guy and the water guy"
"He turns into ice. ice. He makes the ice everywhere." He makes the ice everywhere."
"Crushed or cubes?"
"Not good?"
Sammy shook his head. "Ice," he said. "I don't see a lot of stories in ice."
"He turns into electricity?" Joe tried. "He turns into acid?"
"He turns into gravy. He turns into an enormous hat. Look, stop. Stop. Just stop."
They stopped in the middle of the sidewalk, between Sixth and Seventh avenues, and that was when Sam Clay experienced a moment of global vision, one which he would afterward come to view as the one undeniable brush against the diaphanous, dollar-colored hem of the Angel of New York to be vouchsafed to him in his lifetime.
"This is not the question," he said. "If he's like a cat or a spider or a f.u.c.king wolverine, if he's huge, if he's tiny, if he can shoot flames or ice or death rays or Vat 69, if he turns into fire or water or stone or India rubber. He could be a Martian, he could be a ghost, he could be a G.o.d or a demon or a wizard or monster. Okay? It doesn't matter, matter, because right now, see, at this very moment, we have a bandwagon rolling, I'm telling you. Every little skinny guy like me in New York who believes there's life on Alpha Centauri and got the s.h.i.+t kicked out of him in school and can smell a dollar is out there right this minute trying to jump onto it, walking around with a pencil in his s.h.i.+rt pocket, saying, 'He's like a falcon, no, he's like a tornado, no, he's like a G.o.dd.a.m.ned wiener dog.' Okay?" because right now, see, at this very moment, we have a bandwagon rolling, I'm telling you. Every little skinny guy like me in New York who believes there's life on Alpha Centauri and got the s.h.i.+t kicked out of him in school and can smell a dollar is out there right this minute trying to jump onto it, walking around with a pencil in his s.h.i.+rt pocket, saying, 'He's like a falcon, no, he's like a tornado, no, he's like a G.o.dd.a.m.ned wiener dog.' Okay?"
"Okay."
"And no matter what we come up with, and how we dress him, some other character with the same shtick, with the same style of boots and the same little doodad on his chest, is already out there, or is coming out tomorrow, or is going to be knocked off from our guy inside a week and a half."
Joe listened patiently, awaiting the point of this peroration, but Sammy seemed to have lost the thread. Joe followed his cousin's gaze along the sidewalk but saw only a pair of what looked to be British sailors lighting their cigarettes off a single s.h.i.+elded match.
"So ..." Sammy said. "So ..."
"So that is not the question," Joe prompted.
"That's what I'm saying."
"Continue."
They kept walking.
"How? is not the question. What? is not the question," Sammy said.
"The question is why."
"The question is why." why."
"Why," Joe repeated.
"Why is he doing it?"
"Doing what?"
"Dressing up like a monkey or an ice cube or a can of f.u.c.king corn."
"To fight the crime, isn't it?"
"Well, yes, to fight crime. To fight evil. But that's all any of these guys are doing. That's as far as they ever go. They just... you know, it's the right thing to do, so they do it. How interesting is that?"
"I see."
"Only Batman, you know ... see, yeah, that's good. That's what makes Batman good, and not dull at all, even though he's just a guy who dresses up like a bat and beats people up."
"What is the reason for Batman? The why?"
"His parents were killed, see? In cold blood. Right in front of his eyes, when he was a kid. By a robber."
"It's revenge."
"That's interesting," interesting," Sammy said. "See?" Sammy said. "See?"
"And he was driven mad."
"Well..."
"And that's why he puts on the bat's clothes."
"Actually, they don't go so far as to say that," Sammy said. "But I guess it's there between the lines."
"So, we need to figure out what is the why."
" 'What is the why,' " Sammy agreed.
"Flattop."
Joe looked up and saw a young man standing in front of them. He was short-waisted and plump, and his face, except for a pair of big black spectacles, was swaddled and all but invisible in an elaborate confection of scarf and hat and earflaps.
"Julius," Sammy said. "This is Joe. Joe, this is a friend from the neighborhood, Julie Glovsky."
Joe held out his hand. Julie studied it a moment, then extended his own small hand. He had on a black woolen greatcoat, a fur-lined leather cap with mammoth earflaps, and too-short green corduroy trousers.
"This guy's brother is the one I told you about," Sammy told Joe. "Making good money in comics. What are you doing here?"
Somewhere deep within his wrappings, Julie Glovsky shrugged. "I need to see my brother."
"Isn't that remarkable, we need to see him, too."
"Yeah? Why's that?" Julie Glovsky shuddered. "Only tell me fast before my nuts fall off."
"Would that be from cold or, you know, atrophy?"
"Funny."
"I am funny."
"Unfortunately not in the sense of 'humorous.' "
"Funny," Sammy said.
"I am funny. What's your idea?"
"Why don't you come to work for me?"
"For you? Doing what? Selling shoestrings? We still got a box of them at my house. My mom uses them to sew up chickens."
"Not shoelaces. My boss, you know, Sheldon Anapol?"
"How would I know him?"
"Nevertheless, he is my boss. He's going into business with his brother-in-law, Jack Ashkenazy, who you also do not know, but who publishes Racy Science, Racy Combat, Racy Science, Racy Combat, et cetera. They're going to do comic books, see, and they're looking for talent." et cetera. They're going to do comic books, see, and they're looking for talent."
"What?" Julie poked his tortoise face out from the shadows of its woolen sh.e.l.l. "Do you think they might hire me?" me?"
"They will if I tell them to," said Sammy. "Seeing as how I'm the art director in chief."
Joe looked at Sammy and raised an eyebrow. Sammy shrugged.
"Joe and I, here, we're putting together the first t.i.tle right now. It's going to be all adventure heroes. All in costumes," he said, extemporizing now. "You know, like Superman. Batman. The Blue Beetle. That type of thing."
"Tights, like."
"That's it. Tights. Masks. Big muscles. It's going to be called Masked Man Comics," Masked Man Comics," he continued. "Joe and I've got the lead feature all taken care of, but we need backup stuff. Think you could come up with something?" he continued. "Joe and I've got the lead feature all taken care of, but we need backup stuff. Think you could come up with something?"
"s.h.i.+t, Flattop, yes. You bet."
"What about your brother?"
"Sure, he's always looking for more work. They got him doing Romeo Rabbit Romeo Rabbit for thirty dollars a week." for thirty dollars a week."
"Okay, then, he's hired, too. You're both hired, on one condition."
"What's that?"
"We need a place to work," said Sammy.
"Come on then," said Julie. "I guess we can work at the Rathole." He leaned toward Sammy as they started off, lowering his voice. The tall skinny kid with the big nose had fallen a few steps behind them to light a cigarette. "Who the h.e.l.l is is that guy?" that guy?"
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