Real talk, the 90s in the comic industry felt like that hour before closing where there are still a few people in the restaurant, but staff is putting chairs on tables, pulling out the mop, wiping down the bar, etc.
LAST CALL. KITCHEN'S CLOSING.
LAST CALL. KITCHEN'S CLOSING.
Like, it was CONCEIVABLE we were all genuinely watching, and taking part in, the wind-down of an entire industry. That it would never really come back from the one-two punch of the black-and-white glut and the speculator bust.
(Both of which are threads in and of themselves, honestly.)
"Ha ha comics are dying we're all doomed" literally goes back to the 70s, but it didn't feel real until the 90s. Pros were advising li'l bright-eyed wannabes to not make comics, cuz "It won't be here in ten years."
"Ha ha comics are dying we're all doomed" literally goes back to the 70s, but it didn't feel real until the 90s. Pros were advising li'l bright-eyed wannabes to not make comics, cuz "It won't be here in ten years."
"Real" publishers-- Scholastic, Random House, etc.-- wouldn't touch comics with a ten-foot pole. It was absurd to even suggest such a thing.
Ha ha ha MY, how things have changed.
Ha ha ha MY, how things have changed.
