I'm 44, which probably means I shouldn't be reading as many comics as I do; more importantly, it means I spent my teen years in the 1980s. for me there are two 80s. there's the 80s that I usually think of when contemplating that decade: a dark, hair-gelled place full of the excesses of corporate greed, a generally cynical and jaded feeling to the times, cyberpunk, Blade Runner, American Psycho (which was actually published in 1991), and venal talking heads like Ronald Reagan.
but then there's the 80s that I actually lived in, and it's the delightful flip side to the above (not that I thought it was so delightful when I was living in it). that 80s is a lively, fun place full of bright often neon colors and parachute pants and breakdancing and new wave and jheri curls and shiny jackets and bright eye shadow and lots of hair spray. from Sixteen Candles to Heathers; Square Pegs and Star Trek: The Next Generation. and most endearing of all: colorful bands of outcasts coming together to form their own kind of cool while pushing back against The Man.
yahoo, D.P. 7 comes from the latter 1980s! I loved this book. it's a different sort of superhero book as well. Gruenwald and Marvel's brief New Universe line placed super-powered people within a real world context. so no fun names and spandex; no "heroes" who spend their time rescuing people and who don't appear to worry about how to pay for rent and food. the initials "DP" stands, not for double penetration you perv, but rather for "Displaced Paranormals". these 7 individuals come from the wide but shallow range of 80s stereotypes but because the always empathetic Gruenwald is writing them, they are also given surprising depth and nuance. they regularly make mistakes, they bitch and wisecrack at each other, they seem like actual people. and they have actual-people problems of the kind a person would have if they had a bizarre superpower, escaped with 6 of their new friends from a controlling clinic, and had to figure things out on their own while fleeing clinic enforcers. this story is literally about 7 people in a camper driving around aimlessly and fearfully, wondering how they are going to eat, missing their families terribly, making a ton of mistakes, and in general having no clue what to do.
it was all kinds of fun and often all kinds of sad as well. a teen rebel from an abusive home who annoys even his accepting new friends and who realizes his power means he will never kiss a girl. a conservative mom who sparkles and whose no-good husband is busy turning her kids against her while she's away. an elderly woman who has to cover up every inch of her body. an uptight doctor who tries to be a leader and often fails (and whose superpower is his unconscious made real - a dark man-shaped energy form with a mind of its own).
unfortunately, because this is the 80s, that also means we have horribly corny 80s-style humor. really, 80s humor is just the worst, so cringe-inducing. I had to force myself to ignore it.
still, appalling 80s jokes aside, this was a warm and wonderful experience. the art by Paul Ryan is great and his frequent focus on semi-naked characters comes across as naturalistic rather than exploitative. Gruenwald is, as always, a talented author with a lot of originality and an admirable focus on feelings - he always chooses straightforward emotion over ironic detachment. this collection ends with a fascinating and very 80s cliffhanger but the rest of the series (33 issues total including this paperback) are easily available in single-issue format.