It’s almost as if comic books, the greater entity of comic books, is trying to send me a message. Increasingly, that message is, “we don’t want your kind around here.” Vertigo Comics, my previous home base of go-to comic series, having recently ended my favorite ongoing series, Scalped, has now announced that come February, Hellblazer #300 will be the last issue. I’ve been reading Hellblazer since the late 90s, and I’ve hardly ever wavered in my love for the series about the lovable, right awful c*nt, John Constantine. You don’t want to know him You don’t want to love him, and you certainly don’t want to be related to him. The good news is, none of that is going to matter, because you won’t be able to read him.
That’s not exactly true. Over in the DCU, they’ll be launching Constantine #1, written by Robert Venditti (American) and drawn by Renato Guedes, about the continuing adventures of the new, younger John Constantine, who is not married to Epiphany Graves, and was trained by a man who wore the same outfit that he now wears, in a bit of eye rolling coincidence.
So no, I’m not really happy about it. I don’t need to be objective. While the new version of the character isn’t necessarily bad, it’s not my Constantine, and the versions I’ve seen can sod right off.
I get it. The sales of Hellblazer are not smashing. The trades, for decades, have been an indecipherable glyphic mess without numbering, and the movie adaptation, non-coincidentally called Constantine, was definitely nothing special. The team on this new book aren’t bad at all. I have nothing against them, but I’m not going to read it. This is a relaunch of one of my favorite characters of all time, and I don’t care a whit about seeing him interact with Batman.
John tricked the devil a whole lot of times, but it seems like he finally lost this round, and he’ll be missed terribly, the chain smoking bastard.