A notorious commercial flop upon release, alternately adored and reviled by fans; an object lesson in the perils of excessive reverence; an everyday tale of a bright-red T. Rex and his fuzzy monkeyboy sidekick. Plus meditations on the problem of influence and the necessity of managing expectations (and a spiffy new banner), all wrapped around a critical reappraisal of Jack Kirby’s mind-croggling 70s opus, Devil Dinosaur. Hey, how bad can it be?
So what’s your favorite Kirby? Self-conscious artist Kirby, or get-‘em-out-by-Friday, give-the-people-what-they-want Kirby?