T. Kyle King’s published work ranges from newspaper columns to film reviews and from short stories to law review articles. Most notably, he served as a site manager and staff writer at DawgSports.com, a daily weblog devoted to University of Georgia athletics, from 2006 to 2013, and he is the author of a book about the history of the college football rivalry between the Georgia Bulldogs and the Clemson Tigers published by Clemson University Digital Press in 2013. Kyle is a lifelong comic book fan whose thoughts on comic books previously have appeared at ComicsVerse, Progressive Boink, and the Superman Homepage. Kyle is a Superman guy.
Superman was deprived of his secret identity and most of his powers in DC Comicsâ recent Truth story arc, and fans of the Man of Steel who already were displeased by the New 52 reboot are even more disheartened by the Metropolis Marvelâs present trajectory. For the second time, ComiConverseâs Superman writer, T. Kyle King, takes a look at one of the many vexing issues that have been hampering the Man of Tomorrow.
Since celebrating the 75th anniversary of his debut two years ago, Superman seems to have lost his way. First came his return to the big screen in 2013âs Man of Steel, which deviated dramatically from the historic character. That same year saw the publication of a hardbound comic compendium that was sad rather than celebratory. Lately, the Last Son of Krypton has struggled internally or behaved reprehensibly to such an extent that the iconic Superman had to be revived on a limited basis to prevent the worldâs greatest superhero from losing his core audience.
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Personally, I blame John Byrne.
It pains me greatly to write that. I was a huge fan of Byrneâs work in the 1980s; he was second only to Jack Kirby as the creator who defined Marvel Comics for me during my youth, and I collected Byrneâs runs on The Uncanny X-Men, Fantastic Four, and Alpha Flight with something resembling religious fervor. John Byrne was the first artist whose work I purchased purely because his name was on the cover.
Although I think Byrneâs sensibility was better suited to Marvelâs style and failed to translate as effectively to the competition, I loved his inaugural effort for DC Comics, The Untold Legend of the Batman. I even liked certain aspects of his 1986 reboot of Superman following Crisis on Infinite Earths: Byrne got the look of the Man of Steel precisely right – he was the perfect penciller to draw the iconic hero at that time – and his modernized Lois Lane was independent, empathetic, energetic, and outspoken. Such stories of his as 1987âs The Secret Revealed were all-time classics.
Despite his many strengths, though, John Byrne made multiple mistakes when writing Superman, and his errors unfortunately became entrenched enough to force the Man of Tomorrow down the misguided path he treads today. How did Byrne mess up the Metropolis Marvel, and how do those gaffes continue to plague the Man of Steel even now?
Let me count the ways.
The problems start where the story does, on Krypton. For decades, Supermanâs doomed homeworld was portrayed as having an advanced civilization populated by intellectual and physical marvels, with a robust, barrel-chested Jor-El serving boldly as a leader of its governing council and as the planetâs most distinguished scientist. In Byrneâs hands, however, this majestic society built by a race that looked and behaved like human beings at their most futuristic and developed was reduced to a sterile, antiseptic social order in decline, its greatness so long past that it was utterly unworthy of the hero it produced.
Byrne sapped Krypton of its vitality, leaving the planet cold, desiccated, and dead even before its eventual destruction. By depriving the Kryptonian civilization of its passion, the artist purposely robbed the tragedy of its poignance. Gone was the pathos long associated with the loss of the society that spawned Kal-El; as Byrne himself callously confessed: âI’d created a Krypton that deserved to blow up, and that was my intent. I don’t want nostalgia for that place….Â Krypton is anathema to him.â Hence, he had his brooding Jor-El lament to Lara, âPerhaps it is fittingâ that their âheartless society, stripped of all human feeling,â was mere moments away from annihilation.
So determined was Byrne to uncouple the hero wholly from his heritage that he invented the idea of a Kryptonian birthing matrix kept suspended in a gestation chamber, a notion that was retained for the 2013 film Man of Steel. This story conceit prevented the Last Son of Krypton from being âbornâ until his rocket landed in Kansas, further severing Clark Kentâs connection to the House of El. Hence, Martha Kent lifts the infant from his rocket ship and insists, âHeâs as human as you or me!â Her adopted son later concurs, learning of his origins and denouncing them as âultimately meaninglessâ since âit was Earth that gave me all I am. All that matters.â This deliberate dissociation deprived the character of a level of emotional depth, and the regrettable decision to have the Man of Steel regard Kryptonâs calamity with detachment has persisted, reaching full flower in the appalling aloofness of the post-Truth Superman.
While purporting to create a more humanized hero, Byrne succeeded instead in producing an oversimplified Superman who was without a large portion of his complex personality. However, he compensated for subjecting Kal-El to starvation by shooting Clark full of steroids. In this artistâs hands, the mild-mannered reporter became a hunk and a jock, initially appearing as an athlete bound for the end zone while a public address announcer gushed, âSmallville High has just never seen a football player like this amazing, all-round champion, young Clark Kent!â
Meanwhile, every vestige of Pete Ross was scrubbed from the legend, Jimmy Olsen was marginalized as a Silver Age holdover who now spent most of his time on the sidelines, and, although Lana Lang remained a fast friend from the first, Jonathan Kent noted that âI guess you didnât think so at the time!â Lana later let Clark know that he âtore open the seams of my life, and left me empty,â when he told her his secret and left Smallville.
The loosening of Clarkâs traditional ties to humanity and normality further weakened the Man of Steelâs emotional immersion here on Earth, adding to the shallowness that has generated such unfortunate results in the New 52 continuity. John Byrneâs Clark Kent takes a while to realize that he is using âmy special abilities to make myself better than other people – to make other people feel useless.â That is a lesson the subsequent Superman still struggles to learn.
This reduction of Superman was accompanied by a corresponding downgrading of the Man of Steelâs foes. Byrneâs Bizarro was a melancholy monster whose brief speechless existence ended with his disintegration into chalk dust. His Mr. Mxyzptlk starred in a story in which extravagant Silver Age creativity was replaced by an overbearing concern for the psychological side effects of the mischievous impâs Fifth Dimensional magic, substituting foreboding for fun.
Worst of all, a misguided desire for realism and relevance transformed the would-be world conqueror and megalomaniacal mad scientist supervillain Lex Luthor into an â80s capitalist caricature who was little more than a hairless Gordon Gekko. Lessening Luthor by making him merely a business mogul created a template that served subsequent Superman stories about as well as making the Joker just a circus clown would have benefited Batman.
The common theme of all of Byrneâs reinventions of the Superman brand was the diminution of the prior grandeur of each aspect of the mythology surrounding the Man of Tomorrow. The essence of his 1986 reboot was an across-the-board reduction that minimized everything associated with the Action Ace. Byrneâs Fortress of Solitude contained no Kryptonian bottle city because, on his watch, each feature of the Superman legend suffered Kandorâs fate by being miniaturized. The deliberate depreciation implemented by Byrne is ongoing even today: Supermanâs secret identity has dwindled to nonexistence; his powers have been severely curtailed; his moral core has decreased dramatically.
This entire post-Crisis decline was inherent in the design, and its original author viewed the attenuation of the Action Ace as a feature rather than a bug. Truth traces its genesis back to John Byrne almost 30 years ago, confirming why the artist who was the perfect choice to pencil Supermanâs adventures was the worst person to script them. The adverse consequences of DC Comicsâ unfortunate decision to let him oversee the reset of the Man of Steel in 1986 continue to bedevil Superman and his fans here on the verge of 2016.
What did you think of John Byrneâs versions of Clark Kent and crew?
Do you believe the long-term ramifications of the mid-â80s redesign have been more positive or negative for the Man of Tomorrow?
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T. Kyle King is a Contributor to ComiConverse. Follow him on Twitter: @TKyleKing.