Manga Zombie - Preface To The Japanese Edition
PREFACE TO THE JAPANESE EDITION
By Udagawa Takeo
Burn manga. Especially Eighties manga on.
For example, love stories that go on...and oon... and ooon...and oooon.
Come out of the grave, manga!
For me, the manga in this collection are all greats - giants of incredible kitsch and camp. They anesthetized my mind and took me to another world. They need a bigger audience. They come from another age, when manga was on a par with street performance, not part of any recognized scene. The conditions were extreme. Some of these manga were drawn by people who'd have literally starved if they hadn't been paid for them that day. Just the fact that they exist is a miracle. Others were made by artists doing their stuff in nameless pulp magazines, and had their series dropped by whatever grubby suits they were dealing with. Maybe the howls of outrage you hear in their work were there long before they put pen to paper. Anyway, their manga are steeped in outrage on every page. Some of these people were even working for fairly respectable outfits, driven by some blind creative urge. The moment they let these urges really rip, they found themselves kicked out far beyond the pale.
Whatever. They've all gone to untimely graves. In Japan, you'll find them buried on the bargain shelves at used bookstores. Or abandoned in the farther reaches of rural attics. Their resale value is: zero. The number of interested buyers is: zero.
In this book, I want to hit back at any idea that these manga are trash, lowbrow fare. I want to defend them from the scorn they've been heaped with. And along with the manga themselves, I want to see these artists get the acceptance they richly deserve. It's my way of trying to put these tortured souls to rest: