Cloak & Dagger
(season 1)

Bill Mantlo, Ed Hannigan, and Joe Pokaski, 2018

“The darkness and light are both alike… I am fearfully and wonderfully made.”  —psalm at the beginning of every Cloak and Dagger comic

“New Orleans is a hole.”  —Liza Daly

I was looking forward to this!  I’ve always been fond of Cloak and Dagger⁠—though I came to comics slightly too late to catch their debut, one of my random purchases from a spinner rack a couple of years later was a Spider-Man comic that happened to feature one of their first appearances, and I dug them enough to follow them to their first ongoing series.  But I have a similar story for a lot of Marvel characters.  The reason I was looking forward to a Cloak and Dagger TV series in particular is that their powers aren’t based on punching!  In the comics, the story behind Cloak and Dagger is that a couple of teenage runaways⁠—Tandy Bowen from affluent Shaker Heights, Ohio, and Tyrone Johnson from a rough neighborhood in South Boston⁠—arrive at Port Authority in New York and almost immediately get waylaid by some mobsters who inject them and many of their fellow runaways with experi­mental drugs, hoping to outcompete rival heroin dealers.  Every­one dies except for Ty and Tandy, who instead are transformed.  Ty becomes Cloak, a living conduit to a dark dimension: not only can he swallow up the bullets when baddies shoot at him, but he can swallow up the baddies themselves, exiling them for a mo­ment, or forever, in a realm where their nightmares come to life.  He can also slip into this dimension himself and teleport to wher­ever he likes.  Tandy becomes Dagger, a vehicle for pure life force, which she can use to heal those whose inner light has dimmed⁠—or shape into daggers that purify the souls of those she skewers with them, which is enough of a shock to the systems of evil­doers as to leave them incapacitated.  And the two of them are bonded, not just by circumstances and history, but necessity: Dagger needs to feed Cloak regular doses of light both to keep the darkness from consuming him and to keep her own light from consuming her.  Together, they fight evil, focusing on the drug trade and crimes against children in particular.  And they do so with a visual that’s hard to beat: a menacing shadow of a man appears out of nowhere, his cloak fluttering with all the drama of Batman’s cape on steroids, and leaping out of it is a pale, slender ballerina in white, glowing like a star, firing spears of light.  Here are Bret Blevins and defining Cloak and Dagger artists Rick Leonardi and Terry Austin with a couple of varia­tions on the theme:

Isn’t that delightful?  Okay, one more:

I didn’t expect that we’d be getting anything like these images on the show.  They didn’t seem like the sort of visuals that a TV bud­get would allow for, and they also suggest a partnership of long standing between the two characters, whereas I figured that this would be one of those Runaways deals in which it takes all ten episodes just for the heroes to get a grip on their powers, have their first adventure, and establish a semi-stable status quo.  Sure enough, the show does start with the heroes’ origin, and it’s miles away from the comics version⁠—quite literally, as we spend the entire season in New Orleans.  This is not an arbitrary choice of locale, as geography is woven into the storyline.  Take the TV origin: no Port Authority, no Mafia, no experimental drugs.  In­stead, Roxxon (one of Marvel’s foremost evil corporations) is using one of the many offshore oil rigs that dot the Louisiana coast to drill for a mysterious energy source when the rig is rocked by a couple of explosions.  The first one leads to a pair of disasters: the car in which Tandy is riding goes off a bridge and plunges into the water, and Tyrone’s brother Billy, held at gun­point by a racist cop, gets shot when the cop gets startled.  Billy’s body also tumbles into the water, and Ty jumps in after him, so both he and Tandy are in the water for the second explosion, which powers them up⁠—though they don’t know it.  See, in the comics, Ty and Tandy are sixteen when they get their powers.  On the TV show, they’re half that age.  But their powers don’t activate until they meet as teenagers and their hands touch.  Zap!  They both go flying, and now they’re superheroes.

Their powers are different from in the comics, but to my relief, they’re still not about punching.  Tyrone can still teleport, though he discovers that when and where he goes is largely out of his control without some sort of cloak to wear.  But other than the special effect of inky swirls, and one scene in the season finale, there’s nothing about the dark dimension, nothing eating away at him unless he’s fed by Dagger’s light.  And apparently the showrunners didn’t have the effects budget to make this Cloak look like comics Cloak⁠—he’s basically just a kid in a hoodie.  He does have the power to see people’s fears with a touch: time stands still as he finds himself in symbolic nightmare sequences that are pretty cheesy, but which I kind of liked for their cheesi­ness⁠—I found them refreshing throwbacks after watching too many movies with CGI scenes that look like video games.  On the flip side, Tandy has the power to see people’s hopes⁠—and there’s nothing like that in the comics, so far as I know⁠—in similarly cheesy dream sequences.  She can also create daggers of light, but they don’t purify souls on the TV show; instead, they’re, y’know, daggers.  She stabs people with them and those people scream and bleed and go to the hospital.  She can also effortlessly cut through metal with them.  And they look awesome.  I have a lot of criticisms of this show coming up, but I should note right up front that all in all I liked the show, and a big part of the reason I liked it is that my inner eleven-year-old saw a real life Tandy Bowen summoning up light daggers and they looked totally rad.

I don’t know what my eleven-year-old self might have made of Tandy’s characterization on the TV show.  Certainly there’s a lot more characterization of both Ty and Tandy on the show than in the comics.  At least as written by Bill Mantlo, there’s not much more to Cloak than Big Talk about their grim duty to strike at evil wherever it lurks, while Dagger whines about how she just wants to put their mission behind them and live a normal life (which she can do in a way Cloak can’t).  A lot of the characteri­zation is done by third parties telling us what we’re supposed to think of the characters: “She’s so young, so innocent!” Spider-Man thinks while fighting with Dagger in her second appearance. “I want to shelter her⁠—not slug her!”  Actually, a lot of the dia­logue in these early appearances reads like Mantlo trying to communicate what the art does not: “I’d forgotten how beautiful, graceful… and fast Dagger is!” Spider-Man thinks, adding out loud, “Dagger, you’ve got all the moves of a prima ballerina!”⁠—while Ed Hannigan draws her to be built like and lumber around like the She-Hulk.  It wasn’t until Rick Leonardi started penciling the character that we finally saw the slim, agile dancer the dia­logue had been describing:

But making Dagger’s personality match what other characters said about her was Mantlo’s responsibility, and he never really did pull it off.  So it was fine by me that the creators of the TV show basically made up a new personality for her out of whole cloth.  TV Tandy is a thief.  Her primary modus operandi is to go to a bar in an affluent area, wait for a rich guy to hit on her, go back to his place, slip him some roofies, and steal his stuff: mon­ey, valuables, drugs.  (TV Tandy likes Xanax to roughly the same extent that comics Tandy hates heroin.)  But this isn’t her only trick.  As a young, pretty blonde, “People let me in,” she explains to Ty, and she has a knack for seeming to belong wherever she goes: all she needs to do is show up wearing the right clothes and knowing the right names, and she easily infiltrates high soci­ety weddings (“I’m a distant cousin!”), corporate offices (“I’m the new intern!”), talent agencies (“I have 17,000 followers on Instagram!”), and takes what she wants. As far as she’s con­cerned, “The world has stolen from me my whole life,” and she feels like her thievery is just a matter of getting back a little of what’s hers.  This is a source of some friction with TV Tyrone, a Catholic school student whom Tandy initially dismisses as a “choirboy”.  But though he is generally buttoned-down and complains of the pressure on him to always be “perfect”, he has anger issues that threaten to get him expelled from school, so our heroes aren’t as dissimilar as all that.  Good thing, too, be­cause while I acknowledge that “oh noes Ty and Tandy aren’t getting along right now” is one of the most frequently recurring Cloak and Dagger plotlines, one of the main things this concept has going for it is the heartwarming bond between the two char­acters⁠—the way they’re not family, not romantically involved, yet absolutely devoted to each other.  I was impatient for the show to finish going through the motions of having them meet and argue and whatnot so they could finally get to that spot.  In the last epi­sode Tandy declares that “for some reason life tossed us together and mixed up our mojo”, which is a pretty good start!

Okay, on to the criticisms:

  • The show uses songs as its musical score; the songs are bad and very obtrusive.  Scene after scene was more or less ru­ined by these fuckin’ terrible songs.  Particularly impressive is that the songs came from a wide variety of genres, yet were still pretty much uniformly bad!

  • While Pattern 24 states that I enjoy a geographically grounded narrative, and I do, I wasn’t a huge fan of all the paeans to New Orleans.  New Orleans is a hole.  One element of the New Orleans setting that I found particularly grating was that the creators decided to weave voodoo into the storyline.  Now, sure, start up a Brother Voodoo series and I guess my completism will probably force me to watch it.  But expecting me to accept that Cloak and Dagger’s powers are real and that voodoo is real⁠—that’s one too many buy-ins.

  • Finally, the show frequently goes meta.  It’s bad enough when it’s some incidental fourth-wall breaking, like when one female character chides another for making them fail the Bechdel test.  Or when one character gets literally fridged to advance the arc of a supporting character, Brigid O’Reilly⁠—to those outside the world of comics, it’s just a random moment of gruesome horror, but to those familiar with long-running debates in the world of superhero fan­dom, it’s clearly a shout-out to Gail Simone.  “Look, Gail, we subverted the trope! Ain’t we clever??”  But worst of all is that an entire episode (the ninth out of the ten) intersper­ses the plot and character beats with scenes of an English teacher lecturing to a class about the formula of “the hero’s journey”.  What on Earth could possibly be the point of that?  “Look, here’s the formula I’m slavishly following!”  The best answer I could think of is that it’s a Pattern 28 thing, in which the creators mistakenly think that lamp­shading the formulaic nature of their episode will make its formulaic nature okay.  The alternative is that they’re proud of how they’re following a formula beat by beat⁠—“Look! Maximum narrative power!”⁠—and that is too dismal a thought to bear.

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