Friday, April 10, 2020



I should be the one to talk, dragging behind me a host of perpetualy moribund blogs, but…truth is, it pains me to see this blog of ours being quiescent for so long. So, taking advantage of the recent publication of issue one of KILLING RED SONJA (written by Mark Russell and Bryce Ingman, with pencils by Craig Rousseau), I felt tempted to share this very short rant that was inspired by my perusing of said title, as a way to try to bring myself to contribute a little more to this blog from now on. Though time for me has been in very short supply for this past few years, it pains me to leave so much of my pleasure projects unfinished. And the Red Sonja Chronological Retrospective is one of them, one I’ll try to come back to, soon. Anyhow, here we go:

KILLING RED SONJA was advertised, just like SWORDS OF SORROW (2016) before it, as being a series that will affect the Sonja series for years to come!, and, just like SWORDS OF SORROW before it, it probably will do no such thing. But this kind of recurring editorial hype made me think of the recent iterations of Red Sonja. Now, I have yet to read KILLING RED SONJA #1, as per the book’s own introduction we learn that “the events of this series take place directly after Red Sonja #12”, an issue (and a series – volume 5 of Dynamite’s run) that I also have not yet read (although I know Sonja is – again – Queen and apparently facing some demanding ethical choices). So, I intend to read the fourteen issues published until now before tackling this latest series; but one thing that struck me by merely browsing the book, was that Red Sonja appears only in its title. There’s nothing wrong with that – quite the contrary as, if well written, a story that revolves around Sonja, without she figuring in it but by influence – and a central motivational influence at that – can do much to illuminate and redefine the absent character. Redefine it in the reader’s mind, leading one to evaluate one’s personal connection and reaction to it.

But, alas, that, at least to me, is the main problem with the concept: who is Red Sonja? Who is she really, for today’s reader? During her period at Marvel in the seventies and up to the mid-eighties of last century, and despite its highs and lows, Sonja was a recognizable character, thanks in large part to Roy Thomas’s writing. However, since being delt a cleansing ideological washover by Gail Simone, one can’t seem to fix a single identitary mark on our beloved Hyrkanian. Worse than that, Red Sonja seems nowadays to be just a trademark to be prostituted to any prospective market (that is, as long as such market conforms its trade to a prefixed normative ideological trench – and, remember, art in service to ideology is mere propaganda). And the first victim to this was any semblance of chronological timeframe. Sonja is all over time and all over space; she goes from mercenary to queen, to drunkard, to truck driver in New York, vampire hunter in Riverdale, turist in Drakulon, again queen, again mercenary, a prospective mate for Tarzan in Africa, a fugitive on Mars, without any of her experiences ever reflecting on her character.

When Roy Thomas, by reader demand, casted Conan into the 20th Century in WHAT IF…? #13 (1978), the whole story was told through the eyes of an out-of-place, out-of-time barbarian, that saw all the modern contrivances (cars, buildings, even people) with his own time’s mindframe. A mantle of what we would think of as superstitious thought covered our reality when seen with Conan’s eyes. It was nothing new, utopian writers had been doing it since Antiquity, and modern writers at least since Tomas Morus, but it was done right. Conan wasn’t even capable of comunication, as his language was long dead and he knew no English, and the idea of setting the climax at the inverted zigurath shape of the Guggenheim was true storytelling gold.

Being a kind of alternate tale, Thomas didn’t have to deal with how Conan woud have coped once back to his own Hyborean Age. But he didn’t need to. His story was so soundly logic, its treatment so right, that we readers could intelectually antecipate how Conan would frame that experience along those he had had before dealing with wizardry and magic. He wouldn’t have to mentally cope with concepts like future societies, democracy, technological advance, ecology, etc…

That is not an escape Sonja’s recent scribes can count on. Sonja always appears immersed on alien societies (sometimes literallly alien): she shares the language, she shares the uses, she shares the mores; she’s as adroit riding a horse as a Harley and, one would think, as adroit fighting street-gangs as doing cheerleading routines. She goes to outer space without ever grasping the meaning and import of that apparently simple feat, so familiar to SF readers before 1961 and Gagarin, but so epic and glorious for all others. And, an even worse offense, she has no trouble integrating her worldview into modern times or alien places. Above all, she seems untouched by any of her experiences. When she finds herself back on her own time, all of that has disappeared from her personal experience. As if her mind has been swiped clean with a magical sponge, the reverts back to an ersatz barbarian immediately after she has returned from a long stint on New York, Riverdale, or whatever Fantasyland or Planet she happens to have been transported to.

Nothing seems to have touched her. She learned nothing. She doesn’t even think of adding something to her world, to her time. Sonja seems to be imutable, and that is a sad thing in any character, but a fatal flaw when said character is no more than an empty shell from the start. Gone is the determined, fierce, scathing Sonja of Thomas and Thorne. What remains is a fanfiction creation, with such a lack of character density that she fits any and every story one cares to think up. Hey, one can imagine someone say in creative meetings on Dynamite’s offices, what if somehow Sonja was transported to Tatoine by some evil wizard – why not Kulan Gath, we haven’t seen him for...what?, two, three issues?.. – and she ends up on the Death Star fighting with her sword against Vader’s lightsaber? Or better yet…with her own lightsaber? And what about she and Leia ending up on the clutches of Jabba? Wow, man, great idea. Is Amy Chu around? And, if Disney is okay with that, it will be done, without caring for the nature of Red Sonja herself, or the demands of her character.

Ironically, in devoiding Sonja of a full personality (distinct from that of her successive writers), one subject only to the concerns of the story, and reducing her to a maleable form, capable of adapting into any kind of narrative story, it becomes impossible to write a story that will “affect the Sonja series for year to come”. For Sonja has nothing that can be affected. She is just a shape, just a form. She is now paradoxically reduced to what she was always derided for apparently being: a pair of tits in a metal bikini.


  1. Welcome back, my thoughts have never been far from this blog, but life has a way of taking us away from things for a time.

    In regards to the current Red Sonja series, its ok, its the best Sonja series on the market at the moment, but considering every other title is a crossover time travel crap with Vampirella with or without Betty and Veronica, or battling Evil Ernie and Purgatori over Kulan Gaths necklace, its not saying much. The art is good, the stroy is decent, however as has been the case with Supreme Leader Simone, Sonja is more or less relegated to side character in her own book, as the various villains and royal advisors take more center stage. Reading it in one volume will save you better than reading individual issues.

    Killing Red Sonja on the other hand is a complete waste of time and money, with half baked unfinished artwork, atrocious writing and characters,a nd a plot that involves a young child planning on traveling the world and hunting down Red Sonja... Still could be worse...could have Kulan Gath in it, Marvel have started using him as a villain as well now...

    I suppose as things stand now for Sonja's solo series, things could be worse, good art, decent writing, and not a Horny Sandra in sight.

  2. Hi there, MightyPartner.

    Tell me about time flying... :( I'll try to be a little more invested in this blog from now on. Hope you can as well.

    My first acessment, both of the current Sonja series and Killing Red Sonja is quite similar to yours. Compared to the previous series and the concurrent crossover-kaleidoscope it really is of a distinct breed.

    Killing Red Sonja's art is dismal. I still think it could be an interesting experiment, but I fear it will be a waste of a good opportunity and reveal itself as only another instance of milking Sonja's cachet among readers.

    However, I'll tackle it when I get to review both series.