Not everybody likes a big fat backstory.
But they should.
I sure do, but maybe that’s because I can’t shake the feeling that, in many ways, we’re not much more than the literal mathematical product of all the crap we’ve already experienced. We’re meaty pinballs careening around a playing field, clanging and banging into things and bouncing off to whatever’s next.
I think backstory explains a lot.
I’m a guy who eagerly reads origin stories and biographies. I enthusiastically watch movie retcons, reboots and reimaginings specifically to see what new writers, artists and execs are doing with old stories and characters and in daily life I can’t stop digging into the history of whatever I’m reading about, hoping to figure out what leads all these people, places and things to becoming whatever they are.
In a way, aren’t we all just backstories walking around thinking we’re living in the moment? Maybe the mental baggage we’re carrying around is actually who we are. Even if you did a ton of therapy to clear out whatever bad shit you suffered in your past, isn’t that therapy still a reaction to whatever the baggage was and so, actually, you’re still a product of it, even when you choose to act against it?
I know. It’s annoying to read paragraphs like that one right up there. It’s complicated. Well, imagine how annoying it is having this kind of thinking be a lifelong compulsion. Imagine being driven to trace all the endless variables that led to things, to chase all the niggling connotations, to look backwards, project forwards, forever working to understand the meaning, the connections, the correlations for everything.
But it’s handy if you want to make good documentaries.
On some level, sitting down to interview someone is playing a trick where you appear to be talking with them, engaging with them, when actually you’re cross-examining them. As you talk, you’re thinking about all these disparate elements of their story, the layers presented by what they’re saying. You dig into their thinking, assessing, analyzing, linking, rationalizing, recognizing patterns and emergent structures at the root of the stories they tell and placing it in the context and common culture they’re talking about.
It’s a lot. And it’s relevant in the story of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.
The backstory is key. We know these trippy characters were created by Kevin Eastman and Peter Laird, but the subtleties of TMNT’s creation starts before that oft-told tale of two young comic nerds curled up on lumpy chairs in their little Dover house, Jeannine wrestling with her thesis in the other room, struggling to ignore them as they watched The A Team and lap-sketched whatever might make each other laugh.
That little house, those three people, the first freaky little gag sketches and that ridiculous mash up of disconnected influences, ideas and inspiration, that’s all critical backstory to a bizarre, beloved pop culture franchise that the world just won’t quit as it reboots itself every few years, over and over again.
The story of the TMNT is a happy accident for a thousand reasons, but one of the most accidental bits of impossible backstory is the blind luck of a young Kevin Eastman stepping onto the one Pioneer Valley Transit Authority bus that just-so-happened to have thrown on its floor a cast-off copy of Scat, a free, homemade comics magazine featuring work by a number of local artists including one Peter Laird.
Peter shared this on his blog in 2008 and mentioned it to us as being a cover he did for Scat, but it’s not likely the cover Kevin saw, which he remembered being red.
This was shared by Kevin on Facebook in 2019 and by all accounts, is most likely to be the one he found on the bus.
Without that moment, without Kevin Eastman stepping on that particular bus, in that particular town, at that particular time in his life, at that perfectly random moment in pop culture history, without all of those steps, there would be no turtles, mutant, teenage or otherwise. And I wouldn’t be here talking about it.
In much the same way, Paramount’s release of Turtle Power: The Definitive History of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles on August 12, 2014 was itself the culmination of a crazy, head-shaking and ongoing series of events that are every bit as impossible and ridiculous.
The sheer number of improbable events that took Isaac Elliott-Fisher, Mark Hussey, Curtis Lobb, Matthew Hussey, me and everyone else that helped us get to release week simply shouldn’t, couldn’t have happened. And yet, every single one of those improbable things obviously did happen and they all happened in the perfect order to add up to the moment when our little movie came out on that perfectly random August day in 2014, found a home with fans and changed our lives forever.
And if you’re at all curious about how all those impossible things happened, stick around and read along here as I dip into the backstories of FauxPop Media, Definitive Film and our unlikely times with the TMNT.
Randall Lobb