I remember that it was some time in the early 1990's that a funny thing happened at the movies. Characters began having conversations similar to the ones my friends and I had been having for years. On the screen were drifting 20-something's who spent their time obsessively analyzing their own lives and relationships through conversations littered with film and pop culture references. Adrift young adults were nothing new to the movies, but the pop-culture speak was a new wrinkle; it was like the movies had finally caught up to the reality that was familiar to me.
I think the first film where this phenomenon really struck me was "Reservoir Dogs" which wasn't about drifting 20-something's at all, but gangsters. Here were these hardcore professional criminals arguing about Madonna lyrics and the ethics of tipping just like my buddy's and I might do at Denny's on any given day.
There were a slew of these films that came out, focusing on young adults caught between college and "real life", raised with an overabundance of television and psychoanalytic terminology, spending most of their time "slacking" and attempting to make witty observations on life. I remember quite liking a film called "Kicking And Screaming" and there was at least one hilarious series of comic books in the genre, Peter Bagge's "Hate".
Unfortunately, all things fresh and innovative get copied and regurgitated through every level of pop culture like so much "Matrix"-choreography. By the late-1990's, many of the so-called Gen-X films were awful--self-indulgent American Independent cinema at its worse. So now in 2003, "Slacker" stories have been corralled into their own genre. And though flannel shirts and grunge attire may be antiquated, tales still abound (especially in webcomics) of slackers slinging their pop culture references as if they were fresh gems of wit.
I begin this week's critique with such a lengthy intro for a reason. In some ways, one might superficially classify "Same Difference" as a slacker webcomic, in that it covers the checklist of items so often associated with that genre. But "Same Difference" so transcends the genre and is such a fine piece of storytelling, that it made all of the genuine emotional issues I associate with being at that "slacker stage of life" feel fresh and alive again.
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I'm in my late 30's now and my slacker days are a good dozen years in the past, but "Same Difference" had the profound effect of putting me back into that era of my life, and even earlier into my high school years. It made me realize that I'm still grappling with some of the issues as the characters in the story. Maybe you never really resolve the emotional issues from any stage of life; you just get new ones to replace them. Mortgage payments, investment portfolios and office politics perhaps just keep me from having to wrestle with all the shitty things I did to people back in high school. I read "Same Difference" and also found myself asking, am I the guy the with the wife and the stroller or am I the guy still drawing Woody Woodpecker in the sand for no one but God to see?
This is a great webcomic.
It's marvelous how so many elements in the characters' lives do not exist solely in the here and now but can only be experienced though contrast with the past: Little things like peeking into Nancy's yearbook to the big things like the high school flashbacks and revisiting hometown Pacifica. Every element in the story is like a satellite that shoots off in one direction or another but can never escape the gravitational pull of the past. Derek Kirk Kim as author keeps all the elements in orbit and brings them circling back when least expected for maximum impact.
There's a security in the past, whether it's painful memories or dopey movies you shared with friends. Sure, you were stuck in high school or stuck in college, but despite being "stuck", you were at least on a track that set the broad directional pull of your life. But without school, a "real job" or a family to set the broad directional outline, there's this giant overhanging cloud that's constantly asking, "where am I going?" To me, that's the core emotional theme of the "slacker" genre, but to make that simple concept feel fresh, you need good characters and a good story.
Thankfully, Derek Kirk Kim provides both.
The characters in the story, 20-something friends Simon and Nancy, don't just talk in the restaurant all day (though I would certainly enjoy listening to them), but they create a mini-adventure for themselves. They go on a quest to track down a stranger, a stranger who has a passionate focus in life (a warped and possibly psychotic focus, but a focus nonetheless). I felt that same buzz I've gotten from "Nancy Drew" to "Blue Velvet", that mixture of excitement and apprehension for young protagonists about to embark on a journey into the darker regions of human experience. It may be deadly and foolish, and you sure as hell wouldn't do it, but you just can't wait to see them go. This stranger happens to live in Simon's home town which further stirs up all sorts of bug-a-boo's from Simon's past. Through "Same Difference" is by no means a "thriller", there is a surprising amount of suspense generated by the simple premise. Even during the flashbacks within the main story, I was eager to get to the next panel to learn more about what happens next. Such a basic requirement for any story, but so rarely achieved.
I didn't even notice the artwork. And I mean that as a compliment, like in a film with really good CGI that sucks you in so well you don't even think about except what's happening. I'm only just considering the artwork now, for this review. Everything looks as it should: The cars, the suburban houses, the store fronts, the high school kids--all filtered nicely through Derek Kirk Kim's consistent degree of stylization. His manipulation of time is wonderful too, dragging some scenes out by repeating panels or letting the camera drift to reflect a daydreaming state of mind. Because the scenes are generally so low-key and naturalistic, when there is a bit of action, like a sudden jaunt across the aisles at a supermarket, it impacts with excitement and hilarity.
I really could go on and on raving about the joys and insights I found in each chapter, but too much praise can kill the work and rob the pleasures from new readers. I doubt everyone will enjoy this comic as much as I did, but "Same Difference" felt like an authentic portrait of me and my generation--or at least what I felt and still do feel. No, I'm not Korean-American, I don't live in Northern California, and I'm probably a dozen years older than the protagonists, but those are mere superficials.
The climax is a tender mix of the cosmic and the trivial. Simon may not have found any new breakthrough direction in his life (do we ever really?), but damn it, he finally remembered the girl's name in that "Real Genius" movie. And for some of us, that's a helluva start. |