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Detroit Metal City, Volume 1

Detroit Metal City, Vol. 1
By Kiminori Wakasugi
Published by Viz Media

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Soichi Negishi is a kind, polite young man who loves his mother and dreams of being in a Swedish pop band. Unfortunately, he’s ended up as the lead singer of a Japanese evil-core death metal band called Detroit Metal City, in which he must play the part of Krauser II–a crude, angry, death metal god who claims to have murdered his own parents. Though he is exceptionally talented as a death metal god (much to his dismay), Krauser II’s impact on his everyday life is nearly unbearable for Soichi. He can’t be honest with his family (or his dream girl, Aikawa), his own musical ambitions are completely buried, and his metal-crazy manager trashes his apartment, insisting, “We’re going to make you death metal, all the way down to your balls.” Each chapter of this volume illustrates yet another way in which Soichi’s double life destroys everything he cares about, and it does so with increasing hilarity.

My reaction to this manga just a few pages in was that it was hilariously funny, and though this continues throughout the volume (becoming even funnier with every chapter) it does start to feel a bit repetitive after a while, lending the series more of a comic strip feel than I expected going in. The temptation is to quote every single funny line, which would be impossible to do without just printing out the entire thing, but will this be enough to carry it through the next few volumes? The sense over time is that nothing may ever truly change in Soichi’s life, with each episode leaving him in pretty much the same place he started, and I wonder if eventually I’ll find myself screaming at the pages, “C’mon Charlie Brown, this time you’ll kick that football!”

That said, this is an extremely funny and oddly endearing manga, and by the time the volume ended I really wanted more. Soichi is incredibly sweet and loveable, and unlike Charlie Brown, it’s hard to believe that he’s as hapless as he appears when he’s able to be so aggressive as Krauser. Krauser is his alter-ego–the perfect vehicle for Soichi to act on his life’s frustrations, and if it’s a little unsettling that he uses his alter-ego to say things like, “I shall rape all women. Spread ’em wide you fucking sows,” that’s what makes him as intriguing as he is and offers the greatest bit of hope that the series might eventually develop a real overarching storyline.

Before going further, I should say very clearly: This manga is deliberately crude, relentlessly profane, and may not appeal to all readers. The word “fuck” appears probably on every other page (in fact, later in the volume, Krauser and retiring death metal god Jack Ill have a “Japan-America fuck battle” which consists of each of them screaming the word repeatedly onstage until one of them loses his voice), Soichi’s manager references everything in terms of whether or not it turns her panties into “clam chowder,” and Krauser ‘s diatribes consist mainly of promises to rape and murder everyone… in hell. Thing is, unlike most movies and cable television shows that try (and fail) to pretend that crass dialogue equals humor, in Detroit Metal City, it actually does. This isn’t a lame, sophomoric attempt at pretending that profanity alone is cutting-edge humor. It is proof that it really can be when executed well.

Detroit Metal City takes South Park and goes one better by making Soichi utterly sincere within his unbelievably vulgar life. When Soichi earnestly sits himself down to try to take the lyrics from his heart (“Let’s go, let’s dress up and go to town, with cheese tarts in one hand, you’re romping around”) and make them into something appropriate for DMC (“Let’s go kill everyone dressed up in town, with chainsaw in one hand, you’re slashing around”) it is not only funny, but also honestly sad, moving the story a notch above pure satire. Will Soichi ever be able to find some middle ground between cheese tarts and chainsaws–a place where he can live authentically as himself? After all, the existence of Krauser would suggest that on some level he is fooling himself with his Swedish pop band dream persona, which is perhaps no more real (or just as real) as Krauser. Who is the real Soichi and what does he have to offer to the musical world? Perhaps Detroit Metal City‘s greatest accomplishment is that it makes us care about the answers to these questions even while it is cracking us up over the ridiculousness of Soichi’s situation.

Wakasugi’s dense art splatters itself over the page in a way that is extremely appropriate for the subject matter, and the scenes featuring DMC in performance (in full makeup) are especially fantastic. A lot of the emotion is visually overblown, which matches the manga’s tone perfectly, and though the panels are often very busy, they are never difficult to follow.

Though it’s hard to see for sure how far this manga can go and maintain the effectiveness of its first volume, at this point, Detroit Metal City is a raunchy, hilarious bit of satire, packed with just enough honesty to place it a cut above the rest.

Volume one of Detroit Metal City will be available in stores on June 9th, 2009. Review copy provided by Viz.

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  1. I was okay with all the crude stuff you were listing until you got to the “clam chowder” remark. Then my prudish tendencies kicked in and my face scrunched up and I went, “Eww!” :)

  2. I have this on my to-read list.

    Have you read Beck? If you’re looking for a more serious rock band story, I highly recommend it. (Though sadly it’s I think discontinued in the US, but there are scanlations to finish up the series.)

  3. Danielle Leigh says:

    *averts eyes* I’ll be reading and posting about this in the next few weeks (I hope!)

  4. Do you know which came first, the indie film or the manga?

  5. I was a little disappointed in this book, because it wasn’t as vulgar as I was lead to believe. I agree, it’s a very funny book. I’m very interested in how Soichi became a part of DMC and started writed those songs he hates so much.

    Soichi is a wonderful little ball of contridictions and confusion. It’s evident that Krauser is very much a part of who he is. As you point out, the lyrics he writes for DMC come out out of his own frustations with women and life. He goes into Krauser mode pretty easy, like in the record store. I’m trying to imagine a middle ground between Krauser and Swedish folk pop and I’m drawing a blank.

    The manager is a scene stealer. She certainly has one of the most unique music rating systems. If she wrote reviews for a magazine, I wonder what her icon set for ratings would look like.

    • I think maybe we all have a *little* bit of Krauser and a little bit of Tetrapot Melon Tea in us, so I think there’s hope for Soichi! :D

      I truly fear the icons for the manager’s reviews. They probably would send Michelle into a coma.

      So, do you think we’re going to see more reagarding the origins of Krauser?? I really hope so!

  6. They have to! That’s too much of a gap to leave.

  7. Sara K. says:

    Well this manga certainly sounds different (or at least different from what I usually read).

    At least the manager is not talking about her panties turning into crab chowder (and the fact that I could conjure up that double entendre shows that the obscenity of DMC probably won’t overwhelm me).


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