Yellow Submarine by Alex Ross

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Maybe all of you knew this already (and if so, I appreciate you allowing me to live in blissful ignorance). This morning commenter Linda S. hepped me to an interesting development in Beatledom: Apple has engaged comic book artist Alex Ross to create photorealistic illustrations based on the Beatles’ 1968 film, Yellow Submarine.

The thing about Blue Meanies is, they never look like Blue Meanies. In the real world, they wear suits — which was the Beatles’ first lesson post-Yellow Submarine.

Alex Ross John Lennon

Hey, kids! See if you can find the sugarcube hidden in this photorealistic art!

I love comics, and I love the Beatles, and I love Yellow Submarine — which is why I’m a little perturbed by all this. It wasn’t enough to have avoided Robert Zemekis’ much-discussed live-action Yellow Submarine (a truly dreadful idea which surely would’ve not simply augured, but actually brought on the apocalypse). Apple seems determined to reboot Yellow Submarine, by repackaging it in a more literal way. Which misses the entire point of Yellow Submarine. You can no more reboot Yellow Submarine than you can Dr. Strangelove, and trying is proof that you have no idea what you’re looking at.

Yellow Submarine by Alex Ross? What’s next? The Beatles cartoon by Frank Miller?

Rebooting is the current Holy Grail of corporate media. I’m sure that within the conference rooms of Apple envious looks are thrown in the direction of, for example, Paramount — which has magically leveraged a not-too-popular space opera into a multi-decade cash-cow. Fans argue whose Kirk is better, Chris Pine’s or Bill Shatner’s, and Paramount sits back and counts the money.

You could easily reboot The Monkees, and nothing would be harmed. But The Beatles weren’t a TV show; they were real people living through a real era, and the work they created can’t be taken out of its historical context without something essential being lost. Having Alex Ross come behind Heinz Edelmann is, I would argue, the same thing as Apple allowing contemporary musicians to re-record all the Beatles’ LPs in a contemporary style — then branding them and selling them as “authorized reimaginings” of the originals. How typical, how terrible. If they suck, they injure the originals; if they don’t, they reduce the originals’ artistic authority.

The Fabs were dubious about Yellow Submarine, with good reason; it should have been terrible. I’ve called it their last great stroke of collaborative luck. That the movie works is nothing short of a miracle, and it works because it is a seamless whole. A lysergic Fab fable of good versus evil, its distance from reality is what gets its point across, and the point is lost if you reimagine the Chief Blue Meanie as a normal human being with tattooed skull and a weird nose. It is a fairy tale, and while applying realism to a fairy tale is a great mechanism for comedy (says the author of Barry Trotter), stories so told have no mythic power.

The movie was developed in 1966 and ’67, concurrent with psychedelia at its most confident and Utopian, and every aspect of its design reflects this. It is optimistic, brightly colored, abstracted, allegorical, eccentric — I’d call it switched-on steampunk. One cannot update this successfully, any more than one can update a Depression-era screwball comedy. Taking Yellow Submarine out of its historical context is like bringing a voluptuous gossamer jellyfish to the surface; unsupported by its environment, it becomes garbage, a pile of senseless membrane, suffocated by contact with our world.

The problem here isn’t Ross’ art, which is as ever technically brilliant (great draughtsmanship, great composition), though slightly flat-footed — these drawings are what I imagine Yellow Submarine would’ve been like if Hitler had won the war, half psychedelia half-totalitarian realism. Though I enjoy seeing Ross’ answer to the question “What would a Flying Glove really look like?” I also have to marvel at the hyper-prosaic mind that paid him to ask it in the first place. Such a mind seems to me destined to miss the whimsy of Yellow Submarine — Jeremy isn’t some weird being, he’s a mime dressed in a woolen trash-bag — and Yellow Submarine without the whimsy has all the charm of a dead jellyfish.

But of course this is utterly predictable, and probably inevitable, as the Beatles turn from glorious historical fact into a schlocky pseudo-religion. Every old man has to find his griping topics and folks, I’ve surely found one of mine. 🙂

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  1. Avatar Dan wrote:

    I can’t wait for Magical Mystery Tour – The Live Action Animation, starring CGI versions of our heroes as they take a state-of-the-art tour bus around Yosemite National Park, with Rebel Wilson as Ringo’s auntie and Seth Rogan as the hilariously stoned tour guide.

  2. Avatar Hologram Sam wrote:

    Alex Ross gives Lennon too much testosterone. When I see photos of John from 1967 (or any other year) I’m struck by how… slight.. he is. Very fine-boned and slim. Of course the famous barrymore profile/strong jaw gave him extra manly points, but I think Ross got carried away making him look a bit too brawny.

    It’s great when Ross reimagines Superman and Batman, but I wish he’d left the Beatles alone.

    My biggest disappointment about the original Submarine is that no one could convince the Beatles to record their own damn lines. To hell with the script; give them a general outline and let them wing it (like the Christmas messages). The voice actors always gave me the creeps.

    Oh well. What’s done is done.

  3. Nancy Carr Nancy Carr wrote:

    One of the worst evenings of my life involved seeing the live action version of “How the Grinch Stole Christmas” (NOT my idea, btw. Extended family event. Great argument for all concession stands to serve alcohol.) In a more ideal world people would leave animated originals alone when translating them into live action destroys what made the original version magical.

    But we don’t live in that world, sadly. We live in a world where Robert Stigwood, Peter Frampton, and the Bee Gees turned “Sgt. Pepper’s” into a godawful nightmare.

    Inevitable, indeed.

  4. Avatar Chantal wrote:

    I may be the odd one out, but I don’t mind the artwork. I actually quite like it.

    I can’t help but get the impression, though, that the artist either ran out of ideas, or grew tired of the project as it went on. The Sgt. Pepper painting is full of details, and the one with John is incredible. The Ringo one is pretty great as well, though I feel that copying actual childhood photos of the four to illustrate they Sea of Time part is a bit of a cop-out.

    Then there’s George’s solo painting, which still is quite beautiful if not a lot less intricate than the previous ones. Lastly, we get one for Paul, which makes me wonder where the rest of it is. His likeness is far less detailed than the others, and the stuff he’s surrounded by is rather disappointing. Just compare John’s with Paul’s… It almost seems like they were made by different artists.

    So whilst I like the idea, and I really enjoyed the first few pieces, the total result is lacking because the Fabs aren’t represented equally. I get the feeling John is the artist’s favourite Beatle, followed by Ringo. He doesn’t seem to like Paul at all and be rather indifferent about George.

  5. Avatar Hologram Sam wrote:

    The artist Bud Root did a comic of the Beatles meeting the Cave Woman character:
    I’m trying to figure out where in the jungle they plugged their amps into?

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