The second of two Prog reviews this week from Orlok, who has finally caught up. What’s that? There’s a new Prog out? Shite…
Well, it’s a decent cover but it’s a bit brown for my tastes. I guess if I were still picking these up off the shelf, I would struggle to find it.
Inside, Yewtree Tharg informs us that Pye-01 is leaving the Nerve Centre.
Another meh Droid Life. I’ve given up on these to be honest.
The letters page is the usual mix and features the revelation that Absalom is returning and that the mystery of PJ Maybe will be resolved.
With Bud going after Freece a line is crossed and he steps into the Walter White shoes in that regard. He disappears the pair of them, making it look like they have taken the bracelet, possibly to sell it to a foreign power. He then goes after the housing dickbeard who is as responsible for his situation as Freece. The fact that his name is Kipper may set the conspiratorial amongst us to think this is U-KIPper. It could be, but since Kipper is dark skinned and UKIP are generally racist arsecandles it seems somewhat incongruous.
Dredd meanwhile starts off his procedural investigation and you can tell he is sniffing something rotten in the story, so won’t be long until he cracks it. Part of the fun with these things is seeing what he spots and how he connects the dots.
It will be interesting to see if Wagner is going to have the bracelet lost or destroyed after all that has gone on to recover it.
The art’s still great and the blurred panel on page 3 reminds me of Inaki Miranda’s work.
I’m a little unsure about the sound effects graphics but you just can’t beat a good “tonk”.
An interesting tale of monkey torture (where are they all coming from- monkeys aren’t cheap)
My only gripe is that it ends too abruptly. There’s no suspenseful lead in, it just…ends. It’s a decent debut, though.
The art is lovely with some quality black and white work on offer and jaunty angles aplenty.
Love the cat in the bottom left hand corner of page 3 eyeballing the supernatural events.
Our hero stalks the woods, killing Trojans as he babbles. He’s the worst ninja ever.
Still, this is an improvement though you can read it in about thirty seconds. It’s all action as the Trojans are picked off with their leader defying Gododin’s orders and heading to a final showdown.
So, quick and violent, much like a courtship in South Shields where one partner clubs another and drags them back to the cave.
Well, it’s lovely looking, innit? There’s claret everywhere thanks to the heads and limbs coming off and the three panels per page are perhaps representations of the narrow houses the Trojans will be soon finding themselves in.
Davis also pulls off some blackface action (but not in an offensive way) as he does his signature move of showing just eyes and teeth. That works here with the faces of the Trojans being hidden by their helmets.
Dick Weasel. That’s the word of the week.
As expected, Adam uses his best alien psychology to appeal to the brick shithouses, igniting their pride as a means to motivate them.
We’re still building to something and the ever cheery Manners attempting to top himself is an interesting aside. Maybe this will piss of the Harmonious Free or something in the few episodes we have left.
The art is still great with some absolutely gorgeous poses and a great collection of weird aliens, including the two with penises for heads on page 3. I love how Harrison makes the interiors of the Grey Area look dingy and his ability to carry off sunlight streaming through dust is incredible.
And that last panel is just gorgeous.
FIFTY SHADES OF STRONTIUM:
Well, that’s a hell of a Jabba tribute going on. All that was missing was him asking to be brought Alpha and the Wulfie.
Johnny is still walking around with a hole in him, but by the end it looks like he has cleaned himself up enough to go out on the piss.
After proving his worth to Limax, Johnny is given a nice room which looks like a bedsit in Swansea. Assuming they have beds in Swansea and not just piles of straw on the ground.
On the trail of Stix, Alpha runs into some old adversaries and is defenestrated in the old fashioned way.
Great art from Chuck Squirrel and there’s even a circle panel to make The Whittle happy.
Still Dredd but the sudden gear shift in Slaine lends a decent challenge.