La "inacabada" última historia de Lobezno (E. Breccia y J.Harris, 2000)
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Otra entrada más sobre el viejo viejo Carcayú, pero esta a modo de curiosidad. Una especie de germen del ya comentado Wolverine: The end, mezclado con Wolverine: Old Man (aún publicandose a día de hoy e infinitamente superior al anterior). Como ya dije en el otro post, este personaje está destinado a ser uno de los supervivientes, si no el único, del universo Marvel. Consta de doce páginas que constituyen un prólogo, exquisitamente dibujado y coloreado por el mítico Enrique Breccia, para un tomo que nunca llegó a buen puerto. El guión corre de la mano de Joseph Harris (Bishop: the last X-Man -si yo fuese Harris, me plantearía muchas cosas-, Slingers).
Por "x" vez, se nos muestra a Lobi como un errante vagamundos atormentado por su pasado y, en este caso, por no haber podido evitar la aniquilación de todos sus amigos. Una lástima que no lo continuasen y sí tuviesen esa suerte tamañas aberraciones argumentales como las ya mecionadas. Lo cierto es que después de leer las lineas escritas por Harris, te queda el regusto de que algo muy épico estaba a punto de comenzar. Pero ahí que se quedó, en la cabecita de un señor en el que (vete tú a saber por qué) no confiaron, y en el tintero de un clásico del dibujo que buen favor le habría hecho a la historia del viejo viejo Logan si se lo hubiesen permitido, en fin...
A continuación subo un link con el guión de Harris y sus pertienentes anotaciones para Breccia, además del prólogo con su texto correspondiente a pie de imagen.
A continuación subo un link con el guión de Harris y sus pertienentes anotaciones para Breccia, además del prólogo con su texto correspondiente a pie de imagen.
The war between humans and mutants has devastated the world. The X-Men are dead... all except for Wolverine, that is. Alone, he has been walking the earth for a very long time. He has grown old and sad and grim... but he perseveres. He will not fail. And he will NEVER quit. Today is a special Anniversary. And he observes the date like he has for decades, following the war...
SOMEPLACE COLD AND HARSH, TWENTY-ONE YEARS SINCE WAR
RAVAGED THE WORLD...
HE WALKS THROUGH THE SNOW, SLOWLY. EVEN IF HE COULD
RUN, LIKE A YOUNG MAN, HE’D KNOW BETTER BY THIS
POINT.
HE FOLLOWS NO MAPS. HE LIVES BY HIS INSTINCTS, AS
HE ALWAYS HAS.
HIS NAME IS WOLVERINE.
HE HAS MADE THIS PILGRIMAGE FOR EACH OF THE LAST
TWENTY YEARS.
WOLVERINE (GRUNTS): Hrmph...
WOLVERINE: I TOLD YOU NOT TO MESS WITH ME... DIDN’T I?
WOLVERINE: BUT YOU BASTARDS KILLED HER ANYWAY...
STORM: THE SENTINELS KILLED MORE THAN ME, LOGAN. THEY
EXTERMINATED ALL MUTANTS. AND ALL OF THE X-MEN, AS
WELL.
STORM: ALL EXCEPT FOR YOU.
WOLVERINE: BEEN LIVIN’ WITH THAT ONE A WHILE, STORM. AIN’T BEEN
LIKIN’ IT MUCH, THOUGH.
STORM: HUMANS BUILT THE SENTINELS TO HUNT MUTANTS. THEY
NEVER REALIZED THE ROBOTS WOULD DESTROY EVERYTHING...
OR THAT THE X-MEN WOULD BE THE ONES THAT RESCUED THIS
WORLD FROM THE BRINK.
STORM: YOU DID WHAT YOU COULD, MY FRIEND. I AM STILL WITH
YOU, IN MEMORY.
WOLVERINE: YOU ALWAYS WILL BE, DARLIN’ -- EVEN IF IT IS JUST ME
GOIN’ SENILE.
WOLVERINE: BUT I AIN’T NEVER GONNA LET IT GO, STORM. I TOLD ‘EM
NOT TO MESS WITH ME.
WOLVERINE: TOLD ALL OF ‘EM, ONCE UPON A TIME.
THE WAR BETWEEN HUMANS AND MUTANTS WAS BRUTAL. THE
WORLD WAS LAID WASTE AS SENTINELS HUNTED MUTANTS TO
EXTINCTION AND THOSE KNOWN AS THE X-MEN FOUGHT THEM
EVERY STEP OF THE WAY.
IN THE END, BOTH SIDES WERE DECIMATED. THE WORLD
GREW COLDER.
AND MORE DANGEROUS.
WOLF (NO POINTER; GROWLS): GRRRRRRR
WOLVERINE: Hrmph.
WOLVERINE: DON’T LOOK GOOD, DOES IT?
WOLVERINE (GRUNTS): HGNF --!
WOLVERINE: YOU BOYS CAUGHT ME... AT A BAD TIME.
WOLVERINE: I JUST CAME A LONG WAY --
WOLVERINE: -- AN’ I AIN’T GONNA BE LATE!
WOLVERINE: NOT TOO BAD... FOR AN OLD MAN, Eh?
WOLVERINE: WELL... heff... WHAT’RE YOU WAITIN’ FOR, BUB?
WOLVERINE (OFF): AN INVITATION?
WOLVERINE: DIDN’T THINK SO.
CLAWS ARE ADAMANTIUM -- RAZOR SHARP AND AS MUCH A
PART OF HIM AS HIS HANDS OR FEET. THEY ARE ONE OF
THE REASONS HE WAS HUNTED. BUT THEY ARE ONLY PART OF
WHAT MAKES HIM DIFFERENT
HE HEALS QUICKLY, HIS FLESH KNITTING WHERE IT WAS
TORN. IT IS AN ABILITY WHICH HAS SAVED HIS LIFE
COUNTLESS TIMES.
AS WELL AS ONE HE HAS LEARNED TO LOATHE WITH ALL HE
HAS.
WOLVERINE: I’M TRYIN’, ‘RO... TRYIN’ SO HARD, LIKE I PROMISED.
WOLVERINE: BUT I’M AN OLD MAN... AN’ I DON’T KNOW HOW MUCH
LONGER I CAN GO.
STORM: YOU ARE STRONG, MY FRIEND. YOU HAVE BEEN THROUGH
SO MUCH. YOU WILL GO THROUGH MUCH WORSE.
WOLVERINE: SOME KINDA LIFE, AIN’T IT?
STORM: ONE YOU CHOSE, LOGAN. ONE ACCEPTED MANY TIMES WHILE
I LIVED. AND MANY TIMES SINCE.
STORM: YOU ARE THE LAST OF YOUR KIND. YOU SURVIVED THE WAR.
OF ALL THOSE WHO STEPPED ONTO THIS BATTLEFIELD, ONLY
YOU WALKED AWAY.
STORM: WHY DO YOU STILL COME HERE?
WOLVERINE: ‘CAUSE I NEED TO REMEMBER, STORM.
WOLVERINE (OFF): ‘CAUSE I CAN’T EVER FORGET.
CLIMB IS TREACHEROUS. IT GETS HARDER, HE THINKS,
WITH EACH PASSING YEAR.
WOLVERINE (OFF; STRAINING): Hngh...
HE’S COME THIS WAY FOR TWENTY YEARS NOW.
HE WILL NOT STOP NOW.
WOLVERINE (STRAINING): BEIN’ LONG-LIVED SEEMED LIKE AN ASSET...
hmph... ALL MY LIFE.
WOLVERINE (STRAINING): HARD TO KILL MEANS HARD TO BEAT. BUT
ONCE YOU OUTLIVED ALL YOUR ENEMIES... A
MAN CAN’T HELP BUT TAKE A LOOK AROUND...
WOLVERINE: ...AN’ SEE THAT HE’S DONE THE SAME WITH HIS FRIENDS.
WOLVERINE (OFF): TWENTY YEARS IS A LONG TIME, STORM.
WOLVERINE: AN’ I AIN’T NEVER GONNA FORGET.
