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[The first letter this issue requires a response from Stan Sakai
himself, but I'll be back at the end of the column. - ED.]
Honored Sakai-San,
"Silk Fair" was a nice, light change of pace after Usagi's four-issue origin.
(Which was itself a classic.) We were supposed to notice right off that Matsutaro wasn't
a real samurai, weren't we? He didn't have a daisho, only the
katana.
Besides the "mulch" joke and the appearance of a certain mendicant, I notice
a bit of Sr. Aragonés' influence in Usagi, notably those little skulls
floating out of the dead, and that wonderful story about the war horse in which
everyone ended up wanting to kill Usagi. Some of the very early art even looked
a little Grooish. (No offense). But you've developed and
improved your own style rapidly. Notice on the cover of #5 how Usagi looks
taller and thinner, more humanly proportioned?
About what time period is Usagi operating in? Specifically, would the
teppo have made its appearance yet? (For the sake of our readers,
"teppo" is Japanese for "arquebus," and "arquebus" is in
the dictionary). Usagi's first encounter with the weapon might make an
interesting story. Also, might he travel to China or Korea at some future date?
Have you got any other characters in the
works besides Nilson Groundthumper? I'd love to see a "funny" animal strip set
in Napoleonic Europe.
And one last thing, although it's really
none of my business: Are you related to Saburo Sakai, the World War II Japanese
air ace?
John Henry Sain
Medford, OR
[Usagi lives in the early 17th century, historically, the time that
the Tokugawa Shogunate was established. Though the "Teppo" was in use
then, I've resisted introducing it into Usagi's Japan, preferring the more
traditional weapons. However, I've just plotted a "novel" in which it plays a
central part. The story also reunites Usagi with Lord Noriyuki and Tomoe as well
as Gennosuké and Zato Ino. I've got a few shorter stories I want to do first so
it probably won't see print for a while.
[There are no plans for Usagi to leave Japan. Nilson and Hermy may
visit him someday, though.
[I do have some other characters I would like to work on but I just
don't have the time to fully develop them right now. None of them have to do
with Napoleonic Europe. Sorry.
[No, I don't believe I'm related to Saburo Sakai. - STAN SAKAI]
Dear Mr. Sakai,
The Japan I've sped through is
compressed into a small city whose darkening streets merge into lonely stretches
of clean, order cityscape as I ramble through them. The sailors have all found
bars; there are no homeless people to ignore. Sipping canned coffee from a
vending machine, I fail to realize that the insulation I carry against the
sights and sounds and feel of the world will not allow me to imagine this Japan
as ever having been different.
Naturally, I can't help being a little awed at the scope
of the world you've sculpted for Miyamoto Usagi. Your setting might be a mutant
version of seventeenth century Tokugawa Japan, the Shogunate having eclipsed the
Imperial throne in importance, and a long period of internecine wars almost
paradoxically winding to a close. I smile at the thought of Usagi, taking the
Shinto religion's austerity seriously, being a little wary of visiting the
cultural capital, Kyoto, where members of the warrior cast were regularly
corrupted by such "immoral" entertainments as the kabuki. But I'm straining after a degree of specificity
you hadn't intended, the Lord Hikiji's bloody power politics are simmering,
then, in a setting as mythical as the Lone Ranger's American West.
Well, our hero is of appropriately mythical stature,
striding into town at just the right time to resolve problems too big for the
locals to handle. It's a none too respectable way for an ex-career military man
to make a living, mediating between townies and thugs with the bloodletting
skills that alienate him from the former by making him twenty times as clever
and dangerous as the latter. You've been careful, though, to quietly emphasize
that it's only Usagi's unwavering adherence to the extremely demanding moral
code of bushido that
gives him the edge he needs to best opponents equally skilled in combat (and
which makes the idea of a Usagi/Tomoe Ame duel so intriguing). Kenichi,
Gennosuké, Gunichi, and Ino are kindred spirits who, sadly, belong after all to
the pragmatic, "real" world from which irritating absolute values have been
expelled. Kenichi and Gen are the most interesting of the book's supporting
characters to date: Usagi's boyhood rival is a good man who's too easily
confused by the boiling cauldron of his emotions, while the conniving, amoral
bounty hunter is an arrogant clown whose totally disarming manner wins us over
even though we should know better. (C'mon, let's have a Gennosuké solo
adventure. Please).
It's remarkable how well you evoke,
rather than just represent, nature in your art. Even if I had the technical
knowledge to define your style of drawing, would it explain the trick of how a
few lines representing "snow" in "The Goblin of Adachigahara" trigger, as no
piece of cartoon art I can remember has, my memory of a two a.m. trek through
six inches of eastern Pennsylvania snowfall with teeth-chattering immediacy? Or
how the dust whipping through the first panel of "Bounty Hunter" seems to stick
in my throat, or how the loamy smell of the woods wafts up from the pages of the
forest battle scene in "Silk Fair?" I'm enthralled and baffled by the illusions;
I won't presume to try to explain them.
Maybe I'll sound a little less inarticulate if I
consider your growing assurance in the areas of characterization and dialogue,
especially in Samurai! I never looked too hard to find fault with your
character writing, although it wasn't until "Blind Swords-Pig" (Critters
#7) that I first noticed some emotion creeping outward from the core of
your martial arts superhero. Now Samurai! , ah! Here, in pursuing the highest reaches of
excellence in the sullen art of swordsmanship, Usagi is gradually awakened to
the sacrifices, as well as the discipline, that the pursuit entails. I think the
most terrible moment of that awakening comes, not with the slaughter of Lord
Mifune's family, but in a scene containing the germ of that sense of loss: the
last two pages of issue #3's installment, a beautifully subtle dinner scene in
which Usagi tells Mariko, the woman he's loved for years, of his long-sought
entry into military service. If he notices Kenichi's paranoid frown, as if the
comment had been a deliberate swipe at him in Mariko's presence, it's
meaningless. He watches helplessly as his innocent words twist in the young
woman's heart. She asks resignedly if Kenichi plans to walk away by that same
hard path, and his shame barely allows him to utter his denial. The soft "no" is
a life preserver to Mariko; Kenichi's despair is washed away in her surge of
hopefulness; Usagi silently realizes that her choice between the two of them was
determined long before that night, determined in fact by his own passionate
devotion to the sword. The soul of the mythic hero seems to shrink a
little.
The Japan I've sped through was
anonymous. I prefer yours.
C.E. Dinkins
Oakland, CA
[Thanks for a thoughtful letter, C.E.
[Next issue of
Usagi, #8, will go on sale in March (see below). In addition to a story
in which Usagi finds himself embroiled in a rather bitter family dispute, it
will feature the premiere of "Rockhopper" by Tom Luth, who has made frequent
appearance in Usagi (or rather, on Usagi) as
Stan's colorist of choice.
[Also in the next issue, we'll have details of a
special contest that will allow one or more lucky winners to get their own piece
of Stan Sakai artwork.
[And a final notice to readers: we love to get
your letters, so keep on writing them - long short, adulatory, critical,
analytical, we enjoy them all! Our address is Usagi Letters, 1800 Bridgegate
Street Suite 101, Westlake Village, CA 91361. Don't forget the suite number;
it's very important. - ED.]
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