Where I Read - Heavy Metal Vol. 2, Issue 1

Front Cover from Heavy Metal Vol. 2, No. 1
  We now continue to the formal first issue of Heavy Metal's second year, for May of 1978. Our cover art for this issue is by Philippe Druillet. Anyway, we start out with the letters column. We have a question about the Orion comic - apparently the series originally started in an underground Zine several years prior. However, Gray Morrow couldn't finish it at that time because nobody was willing to pay him for it. However, Heavy Metal will, thus it continues now. See, this is what I like about Heavy Metal - sponsorship and patronage for artists who might not get an audience otherwise. We also get a letter responding to their response to prior accusations of sexism. Honestly, I didn't mind that response quite as much, as the writers of Metal Hurlant treat all their characters like crap equally.

Jungle Gysm by Jean "Mœbius" Giraud

One page little artwork of a bizarre looking creature. I'm guessing it's one of those things where you read an mis-spelling and create a word out of it - except it's a creature instead of an action.

Going To Pieces by François Schuiten

This is a more surrealist piece - more of an overt exercise in artistic style than anything else, more than some of the other stuff has been.

Fed Up! by Serge Le Tendre and Dominique Hé

A billionaire is convinced that society is corrupt, and has decided to leave it, in search of El Dorado - a city filled with people who believe like he does - and he's going alone, as he's the only person who is worth of finding it. After trudging through wilderness, he finds a native tribe that won't take him there. He keeps insisting and insisting until finally they acquiesce - and they take him to the El Dorado Hilton, built by the company he left behind on his trek, dedicated to his memory.

Orion: Chapter III by Gray Morrow

Lamonthos the sorcerer arrives at the unconsious form of Mamba, and reveals that Mamba had been under his magical control, through some bracelets he was forced to wear. As a reward to Mamba for his good work thus far, he releases him from his control and his bracelets in the middle of nowhere, and then leaves him. Lamonthos then summons up a dust storm to try to kill Orion. Unfortunately, this backfires when Orion hides in the leaves of a giant plant, and Lamonthos and his flying bats loses track of him. Orion wanders through the land of Balimodra, slowly running out of food and water. Meanwhile, Mamba comes to and is rescued by something he'd never believe. To Be Continued.

The Uptight Garbage Of Moebius by Jean "Mœbius" Giraud

Now, as a bit of a joke, this chapter of "The Airtight Garage of Jerry Cornelius" is credited to being written by Jerry Cornelius. Anyway, Grubert's assistants back at base realize that the man pointing a gun at his head might actually kill him, so they send an impulse through his helmet to awaken him. He starts making his way into the garage proper, where he sees the damaged transporter that started everything in motion. To Be Continued.

Tap-Dancing On A Tender Cerebellum - Alex Niño

This is kind of an commentary piece by the author, about having to content with bizarre demands by editors, and not liking to having to acquiesce to them. It's an interesting little cyclical story about writers block.

An Image by Sergio Macedo and Alain Voss

Now this is a way to do an Outer Limits/Twilight Zone ending where everyone's happy, everyone wins, and nobody gets hurt, but it's still satisfying. Oh, and in the grand traditon of Heavy Metal Magazine, there's gratuitious sex and nudity.

Galactic Geographic: Millenium Starship by Karl B. Kofoed

This installment of Galactic Geographic documents a very different take on the concept of a slow-boat style interstellar colony ship. It's really fun though.

Lost Time by Norville and Fourgeaud

A man comes home from the war to his unchanged village, only to be abducted by aliens right before his arrival. We then discover that somehow he'd done something to freeze his village in time. The aliens undo what he'd done, and when he's released, we learn his village is now ruins.

Ozone Alley by Richard Raxlen Jr. and Richard Olsen

Raxlen wrote the words, Olsen did the illustration at the start of the story. To my knowledge, this is the only short fiction that Raxlen has gotten published. It's not a good story, about a kind of crazy plastic surgeon. It's got some significant hints of misogyny to it - women are referred to as tomatoes and, well, "cunts".

Urm The Mad by Philippe Druillet

From Urm the Mad

Urm has reached the crypts of the city, and instead found himself, alive, in the land of the dead. Lots of gigantic two-page spreads here, though vertically oriented instead of horizontally oriented. Urm defeats this great cosmic horror, only to have a serpent spit venom in his eye, killing him. The end.

Margerin - Frank Margerin

Guy comes home from work, bushed, and hears damn punks riding around on their "bikes" outside his window, making noise. He opens his window to stick his head out and berate them, and we learn that this is the future, he's on the upper story of a building, and the bikes in question have wings and can fly, and look like pterodactyls.

The Day The City Crossed The Threshold by Serge Le Tendre and Michel Blanc-Dumont

A woman comes into a clock shop, seeking a clock. A salesman offers her a clock with figures of black people, only for the woman to be offended soley by the image of black people that she starts to storm out. The shopkeeper says he might have something more to her taste, and shows her into a back room, which is actually a portal to another place - someplace with African tribesman. Police come in seeking the woman, and they are shown into the back room, where they're confronted with their worst fears. Finally, the man (revealing through internal narration that he's an alien) is about to leave when the military bursts in. The man flees into the back room, and the military persues... The end.

Barbarella by Jean-Claude Forest

Hoo boy, here we go. Barbarella is, thus far, the biggest chore of a series I've had to read thus far. 1996 isn't so bad - I can kind of gloss over it because it never goes anywhere. Anyway, Browningbar's masterpiece is a statue of Barbarella, nude and on her back, playing with a bauble that symbolizes science. This is a terrible story. Why did anyone have the idea to make a movie out of this crap, unless the idea behind it was "show Jane Fonda nekkid"

1996 by Chantal Montellier

Continuation of the story about house/car shopping in the slums of wherever. Honestly, the phonetic accents of the characters make it impossible to read - even when I try to read the dialog out loud, so I can't follow this crap at all.

Our back cover is by Tom Barber, and looks a bit more Metal-ish. 
Back Cover from Heavy Metal Vol. 2, No. 1
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