"It just leaves you with bodies in ditches an’ blokes with headfuls o’ broken glass.
“Men
are only so much use, Hughie.
“Men
are boys.”
Some people say there are no such things as
romance comics any more. That there haven’t been any romance books ever since
titles like Young Love and My Romance disappeared from newsstand shelves. I say
these people haven’t been paying attention to the alternative comic world,
where there are loads of unashamedly romantic comics.
I also say these people haven’t been
reading the Boys. Because The Boys was as romantic as fuck.
A lot of people could never see behind all
the buggering jokes that Ennis and his artistic collaborators rammed into each
issue. A lot of readers understandably didn’t find the idea of gerbils up the
arse that funny, actually, and who can really blame them?
But there were moments of actual tenderness
and intellectual thought, in there amongst the superhero decadence. Somewhere
in there, hidden behind elongated cocks and bright red gore, The Boys had some
interesting things to say about the extrapolation of power, and the
pointlessness of violent revenge.
The reader didn’t even have to look hard to
find this stuff. Each issue of The Boys was so narratively stuffed, there were
pages and pages where James Stilwell, the ultimate villain of the series – who
also happens to be a straight businessman who doesn’t even really pay for his
innumerable crimes – clearly explains everything.
This was, incidentally, the scariest aspect
of power that The Boys ever touched upon. Sure, the Homelander could devastate
entire cities with his psychopathic hissy-fits, and terrible men did terrible
deeds to keep the status quo going, but the big bad guy is just a corporation
in human form.
(I read every single issue of The Boys, and
I can’t even remember his fucking name until I made the effort to look it up,
which is kinda the point.)
The corporation that is responsible for the
vast majority of horror in The Boys is still there at the end of the series.
There have been scapegoats and witch hunts, but the same hands are on the same
reins of power.
Because corporations don’t really care
about ideologies, and you can take down the people involved, but they will usually
be fall guys, and others will take their place, and business goes on. It’s more
threatened by Bad Product than anything its enemies could do to it.
This behaviour can be changed – you just
have to prove to the corporation that a mode of thinking is unacceptable, and
not worth the cost or effort. But it’s a type of modern thinking that can’t
really be beaten.
The series could have ended with this down
note, but there was more to come. Most of the silly superhero stuff was dealt
with in the penultimate story arc, the final story was all about consequences,
and revenge, and love.
And yes, it was still taking the piss out
of super-heroes, as well. The final issue comments on attempts to strip
superheroes back to absolute, blank-page basics, without actually changing anything
fundamentally different, and laughs at this particularly super-hero misfortune.
The whole series did spend a lot of its
time gleefully ripping into many of the core ideas about superheroes. Ennis
isn’t against the fundamental idea behind superheroes – he does a terrific
Superman, but he hates the way they became the end-all of comics in most peoples’
minds. And since he has no nostalgia or warmth towards the concept, he rips
into them, usually to the point of absolute silliness.
And then there were a lot of moments where
the silliness got sublime (especially in the excellent Frenchie issue, or the
part when representatives of all the big Allied countries teamed up to kick the
fucking shit out a Nazi cocksucker).
But the most successful moments in The Boys
weren’t the silly bits, or the parts where a superhero cliché was thoroughly
desecrated, they were the moments where somebody shows somebody else a little
kindness, or a little compassion, or a little goddamned human feeling, when
they have no reason to.
After all, the main character in The Boys
wasn’t a brutal butcher, or a big mother’s boy, or a super Aryan nightmare, it
was wee Hughie, a little fellow from Scotland.
When Hughie saves the day at the finale of
The Boys, he doesn’t do it with violence or anger. He still gives it a go, but
he’s totally useless at it. Instead, it’s the fact that he’s a nice guy, that
he’s always been a nice guy, that saves everything.
Hughie was – by far – the least violent character
in The Boys. Towards the end of the series, he got the revenge he was after since
#1, but he just felt a bit sick afterwards. Hughie never gets off on the violence.
At the end, Hughie does stop Butcher from
doing something monstrous, and saves the world with blind good luck, and the fact that he's a nice guy, who Butcher can't let fall to an idiotic death.
Even though Hughie does lose his shit at the end (and it’s over his
parents, who he also moaned and groaned about, but was finally driven to a
murderous rage by the thought that something terrible had happened to them,) and
even though he still plays the little political games in the final issues, and even though everybody else in the series spent half their time making fun of him, Hughie's lack of violence and anger does win out.
Because all that macho bullshit didn’t mean anything, and just ruined a lot of peoples’ lives. Hughie is one of the only characters who bothers to sit down and actually talk to people, rather than order them around, or threaten them, like everybody else does.
Because all that macho bullshit didn’t mean anything, and just ruined a lot of peoples’ lives. Hughie is one of the only characters who bothers to sit down and actually talk to people, rather than order them around, or threaten them, like everybody else does.
And by the end of The Boys, it's clear that the old ways of vengeance and blood are just going to lead to more and more bloodshed, and that it's not good enough anymore.
And the thing that saves wee Hughie, when he
could have gone as dark and horrible as everybody else, is love.
His relationship with Annie has been crazy, light, funny and genuinely warm, and for the series to end with them in each other's arms is just the perfect way to cap it all off. They sort their shit out and move on together as a proper couple, and they live happily ever after. (It's notable that the phone call where they actually figure it all out for the final time isn't shown in the comic, because it's none of our bloody business what they actually say to each other.)
The Boys had plenty of empty and cruel sex, and showed that without love, men will let hate rule their lives. Ultimately, the comic takes a romantic path into the future.
And despite what all the old comics used to say, romance isn’t just flowers and dancing and
restrained tears, romance is about wanting to be with somebody all of the time,
and wanting to protect them, and being terrified of losing them.
Romance is hard and scary, and the comic
does end with a quesy fear that something terrible happening again. (But it doesn’t. Not today.) And it's totally worth it. It's always worth it.
And seeing this comic finish with a loving embrace beneath a rebuilt bridge is one last reminder that The Boys was more than just a comic about fucking superheroes.
And seeing this comic finish with a loving embrace beneath a rebuilt bridge is one last reminder that The Boys was more than just a comic about fucking superheroes.
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