In Screaming Planet, Jodorowsky collaborates with artists recommended to him by his publisher on short comics with 10 pages or less very loosely related to a flaming planetary object flying through space. The art styles of each short comic are varied as you can imagine, and some are surprisingly good.
Gorgeous art by Dongzi Liu can’t save the horrendous writing by Jodorowsky. The extremely taboo and fucked up premise for this is one thing, but I’ll read a story about anything. It’s just so bad.
I cannot begin to imagine what sort of circumstances would have led to the production of this comic. That’s the story I want to read about.
Jodorowsky and Moebius being horny on main and getting into some Freudian hijinks.
I’ve seen Moebius black and white art appreciated by some, and I can see why after reading Angel Claws.
Whenever he [Moebius] finished a page, he would call me on the telephone. Driven by an irresistible curiosity, I would immediately get in my car to go see him. Every time I saw a new page, I swear on the life of my cat Kazan that I experienced a spiritual pleasure exceeding that of an orgasm. There before my eyes, I had the undeniable proof that comic book art was great art, just as respectable as the paintings hanging on the walls of museums.
— Alejandro Jodorowsky, July 29, 2011
