This is absolutely, hands down, the best friggin’ Supergirl image EVAAH!
JG Jones' Final Crisis Supergirl
Some people (chicks with an attitude) pan this image and whine about how “terrified moron, an out-of-her-depth female, cowering in fear.” But they are simply wrong, wrong WRONG!
This is a pure work of art. I haven’t been exposed to much of Jones’ art work, but this beauty is fantastic on so many levels. “Where did it come from,” you ask? It came from Final Crisis in 2008. Here is a portion of the Newsarama interview with Jones.
Newsarama Interviews JG Jones
I love that he molded Supergirl as the penultimate 17 year old girl. The first thing I thought when I saw this image was, “WOAH, Supergirl has a cell phone! She’s perfect!” Then I realized that it was just her mannerisms, the way she holds herself.
These guys here, at ComicBoxCommentary.com, said it right, “more innocent, than lack of confidence. … trying to figure stuff out.” Exactly. In fact, I see her at the local Starbucks thinking…
… ummmm.. do I reeeeally want a venti?… um… yeah, I do, but what will Wonder Woman think when she sees me with a big ol’ fat belly full of mochachino stuff… hmmm, no… should go grande, I don’t know how much is in an ounce but the venti has 20 and grande has 16…. maybe 4 shots in a grande.. That’s it, a four shot grande… now do I want the mocha? Uh-Huh!… let’s seeee, what can I put with the mocha… whip cream of course, Chyaaa! .. how about, vanilla, carmel and hazelnut! That’s it! One percent of course. Now what did Clark want? Bruce is easy, black, straight, six shots venti, but Clark… ummmmm I think it was a 2% venti, raspberry, orange frapachino!…. I hope they take Bruce’s card… pleasedon’tcheckmyid, please oh please oh please.”
The pose is one of the amazing aspects of this work of art. Truly capturing a 17 year old “attractive without trying to be sexy” and without the pretentious bitchiness that is omnipresent in the stereotypical bitchy 17 year old mean girl. And, attractive without pandering to the lowest common denomonator by resorting to big boobs and scantily clad dental floss suits. Yeah, she’s showing her tummy…. her… hard, flat, pristine… tummy…. but, aside from that, there’s no contrived boobage hanging out in front of you making her look stupid.
Don’t get me wrong. I love the melons as much as any other dog out there, but come on! Enough is enough. When you have every stupid, gorgeous looking babe flashing her cannons at you in those contorted poses to accentuate their voluptuous curves, as they part their lips with that ‘come hither’ look, and stick their butt out like a dog in heat, it just gets too blatantly contrived and phony.
Hot, yeah. Sexy, yeah, but when something truly special comes along, like JG Jones’ Supergirl, a guy just hast to be thankful for seeing the bar raised higher than a bombshell’s nipple.
The other amazing thing about this work is that it’s almost Norman Rockwellish with the way the colors are used. He takes an Alex Ross type of approach by working the hero closer to a more realistic look, lifelike look and less “comic-booky.”
Well done JG Jones. And thank you.
