Losers
(and, since the previous panel drew the reader into the midst of
the Losers, as human as the reader). In Laurence Olivier's1944 film
of Shakespeare's "Henry The Fifth", there's a similar moment: during
the Battle of Agincourt, a beautifully designed piece in which war
is shown as a mechanised, impersonal inactivity in which fully armoured
French knights (as completely dehumanised as the silent Nazis here
or as the Imperial stormtroopers in "Star Wars") are slaughtered
from a distance by the arrows fired by English bowmen. In the middle
of the battle a one to one combat between King Henry and an armoured
Frenchman reaches a climax when Henry suddenly drops his sword and
strikes his opponent with his mailed fist. These two incidents are
not the same, but their emotional impact within their context is,
I think, very similar - there's an enormous visceral thrill set
up by that sudden, brief moment of CONTACT!
And
it is the brevity of that moment which guarantees its impact. In
"Henry The Fifth" the camera sweeps back to the battle: here, Kirby
breaks the contact by swiftly moving us into panel 3,closing up
on Cloud's face, eliminating the Nazi from view, and opening the
inevitable combat. The panel is split diagonally - in the upper
left section the flare of Cloud's gun overlays the gout of flame
from the Nazi's weapon, to the lower right Cloud's head is angled
back, showing him screaming as the flame sears his face. The words
and reactions in panel 2matched each other - here the reactions
match again, but so as to remove the Nazi from our scope of interest
and focus on Cloud's plight. The import of that moment of contact
has repercussions which the reader is left to consider and savour:
it is no longer germane to the story Kirby is telling. Instead,
the blast from the Nazi's flamethrower launches us into a new version
of "a small place in hell".
The
rest of these two pages is like a sequential collage, or perhaps
a series of snapshots in which Kirby maintains sequentiality on
an overall scale but keeps it jumping, seemingly fragmented, from
panel to panel, regrouping again at the close of page 13. Flames
rage in each panel - the roof has clearly been set afire by the
flame thrower, still activated although its user is seen crumpled
and fallen in page 12 panel 4. Cloud, his face burned, lies temporarily
out of action as the Losers struggle past him out of the trapdoor,
exchanging fire with the irenemies. The POV leaps backwards and
forwards nervously, even jumping into space to the side of the house
in page 13 panel 1 to show a Nazi falling to the street. "Men scream!
Men fall!", affirms that panel's caption: quite so. For a moment
all is chaos: sequentiality begins to return in page 13 panel 2,
a closeup on Gunner's face threatened by a knife. The close relationship
of the group is reasserted here too: Gunner's call for aid is humourous
- "this bird's pretty good..." and is answered by a rush from Sarge,
kicking the knife-wielder out of the way as, like a drill instructor,
he admonished his comrade not to "play with stick-specialists".
The moment concludes the interaction between Cloud and the Nazi
with a device which again reminds me of Olivier's film - Sarge's
kick brings us back from the firefight to the realm of direct physical
contact, even as the panel shows the Losers gathered together in
a line, Cloud having recovered. And here, for the second and last
time, a Nazi voice is heard, grunting "Uuh!" as Sarge's kick sends
him flying. Kirby has not let us forget that the enemy does, after
all, have a voice - but neither does he leave us in any doubt that
the possibility of verbal communication between sides has been firmly
rejected.
In
a final pair of snapshots Kirby sets us up to move on. Page 13 panel
5 zooms in on Cloud's blistered face, his head surrounded by flames,
as he yells at the Losers that it's time to blow the joint. Panel
6 takes the POV back to show the group formed in a line, edging
back across the roof, firing into the flames as they retreat. For
once the dialogue becomes merely a function of sequentiality - Cloud's
assertion that they won't escape if the Nazis manage to outflank
them substitutes for visuals instead of reinforcing them - but,
once again, Kirby is compelling us to turn the page hastily, to
find out what happens next.
ON
THE RUN AGAIN
What
happens next is that the firefight suddenly ends. The battle sequence
wraps over into the first panel of page 14: an angled, overhead
view centres on the group scrambling over the gabled end of the
roof, still firing and being fired on, while a couple of Nazis can
be seen in the lower right hand corner of the panel, backing up
Cloud's previously unillustrated assertion that a flanking manoeuvre
is being attempted. But this is very clearly a conclusion, or perhaps
an ellipse: the POV has a distancing effect, pulling the reader
out of the thick of the firefight into a more objective role. Moreover,
things have quietened down: after the noisy, sound effect-laden
chaos of the previous two pages, this panel is devoid of sound effects.
The dialogue begins with Cloud reiterating the need to get out then
moves to an exchange between Storm and... for once it isn't clear
who. In the next panel Gunner is at the front of the group, suggesting
that it maybe him... whoever, the dialogue concerns finding a means
of descent from the roof. In just about every possible sense, Kirby
is indicating that it's time to move on.
He
does so very abruptly and economically: no need to show exactly
how the Losers find a way off the roof, Gunner's assertion in panel
1 ("We'll make one!") being enough to assure the reader that that's
what they've done. In panel 2 we see Gunner, followed by Sarge,
followed by an unidentifiable pair of boots, shinning down a drainpipe
to an alley beside the house. This is actually a small narrative
break, and not just because we have cut from the rooftop scramble
to a position part way down the wall of the building: the POV, slanted
from above and down the side of the wall at an angle, is exaggeratedly
vertiginous, seemingly designed to induce a sense of tension in
the reader. By itself, the dialogue seems neutral, reverting from
the edgy tone of the rooftop scenes to the terse, economical style
- an unidentified voice off panel querying "NO trouble?", Gunner
responding "Looks good! Looks good!" - but taken in the context
of Kirby's drawing it also indicates a reversion to the state of
tension which prevailed in the earlier stages of the story. The
Losers are on the run again, from the known dangers of battle to
the uncertain dangers of retreat.
The
tense mood lingers. In panel 3 the group has reached street level.
The POV places us in the alley, directly behind the group: Cloud
is furthest away, about to reconnoitre the street, while the other
three are grouped tightly behind him, the curves of their backs
and shoulders indicating a wariness seen most clearly in Sarge's
tense gaze over his shoulder, looking back out of the panel. The
dialogue exchange crackles with tension: Sarge, ever the joker,
comments "We're down... but NOT out.", to which Gunner grumbles
"Funny man..." and Cloud barks at them to be quiet. For panel 4
the POV cuts to the front of the alley, in tight closeup on Cloud's
blistered face as he looks out into the street, with Gunner's tense,
drawn face visible over his shoulder. The situation has changed,
an unknown factor affecting things: Cloud, in effect leaping ahead
of the sequence by describing the next panel, observes that there's
"a lot of chatter" going on. Gunner is both visibly and verbally
unhappy with the situation, snapping "Whadda we do? Spend the war
HERE? "Finally the POV pulls out to across the street from the alley,
showing us what Cloud has described: a marvellously economical,
soundless evocation of semi-controlled disorder. For the first time
since page 2, the Losers are a side issue: the tiny figure of Cloud
can be seen admonishing Gunner to "hold it", while peering from
the alley on a scene which, from the reader's POV has no clear focal
point. The street is angled across our line of view. To the left,
on Cloud's side of the street, a group of Nazis clusters around
an officer in a sidecar, frozen in an gesture suggesting that something
is up off-panel to the right. The right foreground is framed by
the head, shoulder and arm of a Nazi, face tilted back and mouth
open as if he is shouting orders. In the background, in front of
the alley, more soldiers are scurrying in opposite directions. Each
figure drawing is cut off by the panel borders, which enhances the
sense of hurried movement and seems to suggest that this glimpse
of disorder is just part of a larger picture. In yet another of
Kirby's audacious tricks, the whole scene seems louder and more
disturbing for being entirely silent.
As,
apart from the dialogue of the Losers, is the whole of page 14.
For what is in practical terms a transitional page in the narrative,
it does a quiet, unspectacular and very effective job of switching
the mood of the story from blazing combat to nervous, edgy tension.
It also sets up a splendid contrast for the next page, which is
revealed only after two pages of adverts have been turned over.
I may be mistaken in thinking that Kirby, as editor, would know
where the adverts would be placed in each issue and would use their
placement so as to maximise the effect of their interruptions in
the narrative flow. But, as I recall, the placement of ad pages
was pretty much fixed and regular in DC titles of the early 70s
- so, although the ads themselves would obviously not have been
Kirby's responsibility, he may well have been aware of where they
would appear and thus able to take them into account.
SHELL
SHOCK!
And so to page
15. Remember the first three panels of page 1? Those dogfaces awaiting
the arrival of tanks so that they can go in and clear up the town?
Kirby hadn't. Whether it was part of his design from the first or
whether he went back and inserted those first panels retrospectively
doesn't matter: I'm lost in admiration of such a simple, sensible
justification of what would otherwise have been a "deus ex machina"
brought in to give the Losers a way out. In page 15 the town is
shelled. And that's about all that happens! The page breaks the
five panel count which has been maintained throughout most of the
issue, dividing into two page-width panels separated by a tier of
two squares: the first shows the street scene of the previous panel,
angled around slightly and blasted into chaos as indicated by a
big sound effect which literally drops, complete with speed lines,
into the centre of the panel. The second moves us back into the
alley, showing the Losers huddling up, hands to faces and helmets,
as another sound effect and visual blast can be seen behind them,
back in the street. For the remainder, backgrounds and contexts
are abandoned, wiped out by a barrage of sound effects which, absolutely
literally, pummel the Losers into the ground.
A cheap trick?
I don't think so. Rather than showing the effects of the shelling
on the town, Kirby has chosen to show its effects on the Losers.
And, although the slangy, naturalistic dialogue throughout this
issue serves as a constant reminder that Kirby was writing from
experience, it is this page which seems to say most clearly, KIRBY
WAS THERE. The collapsing, huddled figures, dwarfed by enormous
sound effects - these, I think, could only be the work of someone
who had experienced, could never forget, the absolute shock and
aural agony of being subjected to a barrage. I don't know this myself
- I've never been there- but it seems to me that this page resounds
with truthfulness. And with humanity - in opting to show the pain
of the Losers rather than the destruction of the town, Kirby once
more humanises the situation, conveying the horror of it all the
more strongly by doing so. Panel 3 is, to me, one of the most memorable
images in this book: the left third of it contains a close up on
Cloud's face, eyes screwed shut, mouth open as if screaming, the
whole *shape* of his head apparently dented in a Kurtzman-esque
distortion by the three huge sound effects which fill the rest of
the panel. The man's agony is palpable.
Characteristically,
Kirby seems to have felt the need to leaven the stark horror of
the scene with a little humour. The dialogue - Cloud's "Someone's
chewing up the street!" followed by Sarge's "Someone's chewing up
the TOWN!" - once more depicts the light spirit of camaraderie within
the group. But I can't help feeling that it's mostly there for the
reader, a small piece of word play to lighten the darkness...
AFTERMATH
Another
reason why page 15 is so agonising lies in the fact that the Losers
themselves don't have any idea what is going on: tense, wary, expecting
to be caught in another firefight at any moment, they find themselves
instead caught up in an inexplicable bombardment. Much of page 16
spins off their bewilderment - Kirby is maintaining the integrity
of the story here, preserving the illusion of reality.
In
panel 1 we see the Losers move out from the alley into the street,
which is now smashed to pieces and strewn with rubble, corpses and
machine parts. The POV is from above: the group is foreshortened,
looking almost like insects as they prowl forward, guns at the ready,
not knowing what to expect. The view shows us the length of the
street, and the fact that at the far end(the top of the panel) it
opens onto a wider area through which small arms fire is till ricocheting
- this, finally, is to be the way out of the small place in hell.
In panel 2 the strangely insectoid appearance is maintained in a
close up of Cloud, bent and groping his way towards the end of the
street, registering the "POKPOKPOK" effect of small arms fire and
realising that it "sounds like OUR stuff"... he passes the corpse
of a Nazi, leg twisted up from the rubble covering his body and
enmeshed in hanging wires. Perhaps Kirby is implying here one of
the effects of the awful barrage which the Losers have survived
- that it has rendered them somehow less than human, more akin to
the insects which will always be the last survivors...
Panel
3 opens up to full page width. At the left Cloud's head is seen,
a tortured study filled with deep shadows and black, etched lines,
utterly weary as he leans against the masonry at the street's end.
Before his gaze and ours two US tanks crawl up the street, muzzles
smoking: behind them wrecked houses frame the skyline, heaps of
blazing rubble, the wreckage of the smaller street writ large. A
US soldier, machine gun at the ready, prowls crouched, almost bent
double, ahead of the tanks past craters in the roadway. It's a chilling
scene, another vision of hell - not because of any deliberate distortion
or calculated POV, but because of its plainness and honesty. Cloud's
exhausted murmur of "Well, well..." correspondingly contains no
sense of joy - one nightmare is over, Kirby seems to be saying,
and now it's time to return to another one.
"You
still alive, Cloud?" The off panel voice which opens panel 4 is
a final reflection of the dazed, uncomprehending condition of the
Losers - we shift round to a close up on Cloud's face as he beckons
his partners forward, yet still the details of his features are
averted from our gaze. In panel 5 the four move slowly out of the
alley, shoulders hunched, heads drooping, guns finally slung over
shoulders. Their utter exhaustion is written into their stances:
Gunner's "They WON'T like this town... it's a lousy town." expresses
their weariness. At no time on this page have we seen the faces
of the Losers clearly - what has happened is that they have become
as obscured and "faceless" as the Nazis earlier in the story. Is
this just a reflection of their numbness? Or is Kirby suggesting
that they are now the hunters and the Nazis the prey?
This
is really where the narrative concludes. The Losers have survived,
battered almost beyond humanity -nothing more *has* to be said.
But as it stands this bleak vision would be too downbeat, too disturbing
an ending. It needs a "release", something to wind the readers'
emotion and involvement down to a bearable pitch. So Kirby fills
another two pages with a coda of sorts, one which I think tells
us much about what he was intending when he created this story.
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