![]() ![]() ![]() There’s Brat Pack, a filthy story about teen sidekicks gone wrong and the abusive heroes who watch over them (including one particularly repugnant gay stereotype / Batman stand-in named the Mink). Perhaps most notably, he’s put out a number of comics breaking down the very notion of the superhero. He’s done The Big Lie, a comic positing that the destruction of the World Trade Center on 9/11 was an inside job. He’s done abrasive satire like the War on Terror–lampooning He’s done trippy dream-journal comics like Roarin’ Rick’s Rare Bit Fiends. He’s done avant-garde fantasy like Swamp Thing (a series for which he crafted a story in which the title character would have met Jesus Christ, only to have it be pulled due to sensitivity concerns). He’s done straightforward superhero fare like Aquaman. ![]() He’s done perverse underground comix like his self-published Two-Fisted Zombies. In his nearly 50 years in the business, the 66-year-old writer/artist has put out incredible work across a dizzying array of genres. No one in comics has had a career as unpredictable as Rick Veitch’s. ![]()
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