The Broken Man
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--- Kurt Busiek (interview with Mtv's Geek-News[1]) HistoryCrazy or insane? Neither or both?
Some time later, he took the time to chat with us about the mission, but we got too distracted checking out the various knick-knacks in his collection, examining the history behind them. Somehow, when viewing certain objects, past history started to reveal itself Images and activities, presented in some kind of dream-like manner. To keep us from seeing events he deemed too risky, he gave us, as a sop, a story of Dame Progress and Mister Cakewalk from circa 1900. ("Thumbtacks & Yarn") Who knows for sure? We might be listening to the rantings of a crazed fool, or the last sane warnings of a man driven to his mental limits by the awareness of a sinister and very real threat. So, for all of us, keeping a low profile might indeed be a good idea. At least until we know more about both the Oubor and the skinny man with the purple skin. PowersHe has broken the fourth wall. He can communicate with the reader. Observations
Speculations, TheoriesWe know that in the real world, the Broken Man's skin is yellow. So is the skin of the Bouncing Beatnik and the Halcyon Hippie, and Mister Cakewalk's yellow all over too, though in his case it might be clothes. Plus, all three of these men embodied cultural movements of their time. The Broken Man says he was once eternally young. So, even though they span different eras, could all four men be different versions of the same being? We can speculate even further on the narrative powers of the Broken Man. The objects that he hangs from yarn and thumb-tacks are important elements to his dramatic concerns about the threat of the Ourbor. They all purportedly have stories behind them. Yet to trigger their visual narrative requires a mechanism that is still mysterious and currently unexplainable. It's not time activated, we as viewers expended two panels of comic book page real estate focused on a magazine featuring the Iron Horse. Despite our intense and curious interests, nothing happened. Close proximity to a 45 RPM(revolutions per minute) vinyl record failed to illicit a day dream narration, even though the musical group had the intriguing name of The Vital Klew a play on the sound of the word 'clue.'
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