Tzom! Crash! Wom!
Art by Jack Kirby, Our Fighting Forces #151. Cover date November 1974
Jack Kirby, in full control of his dots. The buildings by now, in the mid seventies, with Kirby now himself in his mid fifties, have a stilted feel. Perhaps it’s because Kirby’s American, his art is so vitally American, and here he is trying to capture something European. Or perhaps instead it’s because he lived the horro of these scenes, and it tenses his arm just a little to recall it, to approach it and to borrow it for art.But whilst the buildings are staid and lifeless, Kirby’s depition of their destruction is anything but. The blast beneath that central CRASH, the explosions in the background that Mignola has borrowed, the fires on the roof; these are all things Kirby must have seen and lived. It’s no wonder then, that Kirby perhaps can’t bring himself to fashion a real location for destruction; there was too much of that witnessed first-hand. Kirby’s seen this in the flesh; unlike C.C. Beck, there’s no figures tossed casually in the air. There’s nothing casual about a moment like this.