By Willy Lambil & Raoul Cauvin, translated by Jerome Saincantin (Cinebook).
ISBN: 978-1-80044-089-0 (Album PB/Digital edition)
Devised by Louis “Salvé” Salvérius & Raoul Cauvin – who scripted the first 64 volumes until his retirement in 2020 – Les Tuniques Bleues (Dutch-language iteration De Blauwbloezen) debuted at the end of the 1960s: created to supplant the irreplaceable Lucky Luke when that laconic maverick defected from weekly anthology Le Journal de Spirou to rival publication Pilote.
From the start, the substitute strip was hugely popular: swiftly becoming one of the most popular bande dessinée series in Europe. It is now scribed by Jose-Luis Munuera and the BeKa writing partnership and up to 66 tomes…
Salvé was a cartoonist in the Gallic big-foot/big-nose humour manner, and after his sudden death in 1972, successor Willy “Lambil” Lambillotte gradually moved towards a more realistic – but still overtly comedic – tone and look. Lambil is Belgian, born in 1936 and, after studying Fine Art in college, joined publishing giant Dupuis in 1952 as a letterer.
Born in 1938, scripter Cauvin was also Belgian and – before entering Dupuis’ animation department in 1960 – studied Lithography. He soon discovered his true calling was comedy and began a glittering, prolific writing career at Le Journal de Spirou. In addition, he scripted dozens of long-running, award winning series including Cédric, Les Femmes en Blanc and Agent 212: totalling more than 240 separate albums. Les Tuniques Bleues alone has sold over 15 million copies… and counting.
Cauvin died on August 19th 2021, but his vast legacy of barbed laughter remains.
Here, designated The Bluecoats, our long-suffering protagonists are Sergeant Cornelius Chesterfield and Corporal Blutch: worthy, honest fools in the manner of Laurel & Hardy; hapless, ill-starred US cavalrymen defending America during the War Between the States.
The original format offered single-page gags set around an Indian-plagued Wild West fort, but from second volume Du Nord au Sud, the sad-sack soldiers were situated back East, perpetually fighting in the American Civil War.
All subsequent adventures – despite often ranging far beyond the traditional environs of the sundered USA and taking in a lot of genuine and thoroughly researched history – are set within the timeframe of the Secession conflict.
Blutch is your run-of-the-mill, whinging little-man-in-the street: work-shy, mouthy, devious and ferociously critical of the army and its inept orchestrators and commanders. Ducking, diving, deserting whenever he can, he’s you or me – except at his core he’s smart, principled and even heroic… if no easier option is available.
Chesterfield is big and burly, a professional fighting man and proud career soldier of the 22nd Cavalry who devoutly believes in patriotism and the esprit-de-corps of the Military. He’s brave, never shirking his duty and hungry to be a medal-wearing hero. He also loves his cynical little pal so naturally, they quarrel like a married couple, fight like brothers yet simply cannot agree on the point and purpose of the horrendous war they are trapped in. That situation again stretches their friendship to breaking point in this cunningly conceived instalment. Coloured by Vittorio Leonardo, Les Tuniques Bleues – Sallie was released continentally in 2018 as the 62nd book, and became Cinebook’s 16th translated Bluecoats album. It is not like the majority of these tales, which tread a fine line between comedy and righteous anger, and if you share these books with younger kids, read it first on your own. Preferably with tissues and your comfort-amplifying food or beverage of choice. Sallie is another incident based on a true story of the war, but if you can refrain from looking up Sallie Ann Jarrett until you finish, it will be to your benefit.
It begins with our protagonists again arguing about the war and their part in it. The little man is grooming his wily steed Polka, a horse so smart it has managed to survive the entire conflict and many manic cavalry charges commanded by a callous high command and led by deranged, seemingly bulletproof Captain Stark. It quickly becomes clear that Chesterfield sees the horses and mules – all animals in fact – as nothing more than equipment: expendable, disposable and replaceable…
The northerners are gearing up for another major battle and as they bicker reinforcements arrive, Pennsylvanians of the 11th Infantry Division despatched by General Ulysses Grant himself. They are battle-hardened veterans who proudly march into camp accompanied a dog. It transpires that Sallie has been with them from the start; fighting beside them on many bloody battlefields. She quickly takes a liking to Polka and, as the soldiers all swap stories around campfires, slowly the ice around Chesterfield’s heart begins to thaw…
The Brass have no time for comradeship: they are cloistered in luxury trying to divine Confederate strategy, outguess their tactics and work out exactly where the enemy is. Ultimately, baffled as always, they resort to an old tactic and order a trustworthy man to go out and capture someone from the other side…
Chesterfield heads out at dusk towards the rebel lines, unaware until far too late that his one-man suicide mission is being covertly augmented by Sallie and – far more reluctantly – by Blutch on Polka. Astoundingly, the job is a success and thanks to the intrepid mutt, they capture Southern spy and old acquaintance Cockroach. Dragged back to camp, the enemy combatant is soon made to talk…
The next day, a flurry of activity sees Union armies confidently moving on the unsuspecting opposition and into the jaws of a disinformation-fuelled trap built from their Generals’ own arrogance and inability to improvise. With no other answer than to throw more bodies into the meat grinder, the battle devolves into a massacre and not just human casualties mount…
In the end all our heroes can do is pick themselves up, honour their fallen and reaffirm what they always knew…
Packed with true but daft anecdotes – like the story of Robert E. Lee’s chicken – and pointedly seditious polemic with moving moments, Sallie shows what war truly costs, weaponizing charm and humour, making occasional moments of shocking verity doubly powerful and hard-hitting. Funny, thrilling, beautifully realised and eminently readable, Bluecoats is the best kind of war-story and Western: appealing to the best, not worst, of the human spirit. And this one is really, really sad…
© Dupuis 2018 by Lambil & Cauvin. All rights reserved. English translation © 2022 Cinebook Ltd.