Spurred on by this post at the Howling Curmudgeons, my take on the whole dream team concept. Except I'll do it with a twist: every writer on my dream team will be drawn off my list of "bookshelf books". Hey, if Marvel can get the rotting corpse of Phil Dick to write Black Widow, it might as well have Melville ghost write a book as well.
Without further ado....
Captain America, by Pynchon and Cam Stewart. History, conspiracy, and day-glow pop Americana; perfect for the reclusive one.
Wolverine, by Melville and Darrick Robinson. This seems to fit thematically, somehow. Call it a gut instinct.
Mr. E, by Pullman and Bolton. I'm only familiar with the Mr.E character through the Books of Magic and the folloingw mini by KW Jeter. Based on that limited exposure, though, I think that the character has a neat concept; the blind man with knives, hunting down evil, trying to impose certainty on an ambigous world. Lots to work with here for Pullman.
The Shadow, by Ellroy and Chaykin. This was originally Batman, before I came to my senses. It has to be the Shadow. It has to. The Red Menace, the Mob, the Communist Hordes....and the Shadow pushing back against it all. Sex and violence in the original packaging.
Alpha Flight, by Powers and Quitley. I've always had a soft spot for Alpha Flight; they imprinted rather strongly on my ten year old self. And the concept has room for lots of tweaks; it's been variously a horror, sci-fi, and humor title. Powers excels at finding the hidden connections between things; the weird link just sideways from everyday life. In that vein, AF provides lots of opportunity with very little continuity baggage.
Scalphunter, by McCarthy and Mckean. Because, well, it has to be a Western, doesn't it?
Spawn, by Posner. Only because he's worked with the character before. And does the artist really matter on a joke assignment? Thought not.
Hellblazer, by Amis and Lark. An English bastard writing the exploits of an English bastard. The issue on dental horror promises to be a classic.
Dr. Fate, by Swanwick and Jae Lee. Dr. Fate was my first favorite character, thanks to a segment in some All-Star Squadron annual where he is imprisoned in a house made of skin. The Giffen mini was tops as well; and creepy. A book perfect for Swanwick: magic, order, chaos, systems of control, Egypt, and lies told by and through golden helmets.
The Human Target, by Thompson and Cassady. As good as Milligan is, Thompson is better. Seriously. You owe it to yourself to read Rupert Thompson.
The Question, by Murakami and Ha. Oh, this would be good. So, so good. So good it hurts me to think about.
Incidentally, I would so spend money on a Los Lobos book by Los Bros Hernandez. Johnny B, I bow to your editorial genius.