Full of free wine and cheese, here is Orlok with another of his insights into the Prog…
I’ve seen two versions of this thanks to that beautiful pasty obsessed pest, Pete Wells. I’m more sold on this “washed” version as though it is not quite as eye catching as the brighter version it certainly works better for the feel of the strip and the representation of the period. Elizabethan London was a dirty place and bereft of a working time machine I can’t show you except to say that if you do a Google search for “Swansea 2016” you will get a feel for streets like an open sewer and a populace with a life expectancy of 42.
Even if you have no idea of the batshit insanity of the strip, this is a good indicator of what unrestrained madness takes place within.
With gorgeous attention to detail (just look at the construction of the platform) we have an horrific looking worm rising up like a particularly angry megapenis. Nobody wants to meet something like that.
The lettering is actually better this week and doesn’t make me want to drive a letter spike into my optical nerves.
Inside, Yewtree Tharg drags the unfunny kickstarter pun out for the umpteenth week.
Also, Scarlet Traces is getting another sequel and is does look damned nice.
We also get an indication of coming thrills with a follow up to the “evocative” Dreams Of Deadworld. If that’s evocative then we seem to have read different stories. I personally thought it a huge mistake.
Survival Geeks is also back. Let’s see if it has anything to offer this time other than banality.
The slapstick comedy continues with Dredd getting a piggy back ride and coming into contact with a string of racial stereotypes.
It’s gone all 1978.
It’s funny, it’s well done, but it just doesn’t quite feel like Dredd.
Here’s what we learned this week…
Dredd has a broken leg.
The Klegg royals are monstrously large and overfed.
The Sino stereotypes have it in for the “imperialist Mega City”.
A Klegg’s dirtchute is big enough to incorporate a fully sized Sino (with hat).
Dredd is slightly upset by Sensitive Klegg using the “he ain’t heavy line”.
The Zen Master lives silently in a hole, not unlike the dude from Life Of Brian.
There’s a dragon. I want to kill it.
One of the things that D’Israeli does well is his panel layouts and these are sublime with a smattering of upshots. But not in a Japanese subway kind of way. All really good stuff.
With Numan attempting communication we find out that Them are at war with the ticks as the parasites are changing the game enough for all out paggas between nests. Them are not too happy at this but the upside is that they regard humans as an insignificant pest and are not openly looking to wipe them out.
None of this concerns Gene of course and his dog-matic resolve to kill the fuck out of his mortal enemy takes over. He uses the patter as a distraction and gets stuck into the king. This could of course be an issue but he’s nothing if not consistent.
Poor old Numan loses an arm for his trouble and only Canis comes to help him, which is a bit disloyal. Clearly there is some kennel training to be done with Gene’s gang.
There’s a thread dangling here since the ticks can be a way to end the war and also a nightmare in the making and I like a thread that has that duality.
The art is exactly what we have come to expect and that’s a gorgeous panel at the top of page two and the shift from standing around and chatting to bloody combat is smoothly done.
Like it or lump it, we’re back to CGI goodness. Personally, I like it- in moderation.
Is that a typo on page 1 with “Crain”?
Quartz leaves prison and is a wreck, even though he is reinstated as a human, swearing vengeance on Rojaws and Hammerstein. In the future, Rojaws is targeted by G-men for being the Urban Fox.
That plot development aside, it’s now time for Uncle Pat to have a pop at Sir Edward Grey, although the literature I have read on the man paints him as a pessimist accepting the inevitable slide to madness rather than an evil war monger setting up the slaughter. Clearly Pat has read something completely different.
And is it me or is Pat getting more overt in his leanings these days?
It isn’t all doom and gloom and there is a nice Fly Fishing gag plus I loved the idea of Blackblood sending scam thought mails and cleaning out Mek-Quake’s bank account.
We have some more character development this week with our moustachioed Cossack getting a Conan-like backstory of childhood orphaning and slavery. It also features a bad guy with moustache that leaves even the smallest hint of heterosexuality in the dust. And to prove it he devotes his entire existence to building a big phallic cannon in order to shoot a load at another phallic object. The subtext is brutal.
Back in the present, a rejuvenated Calhoun hits on Itza in the middle of combat and Rittershitter gets his head knocked off.
There’s also two guys having a conversation about anal sex with the dialogue “Browne! On my word pump like the Devil.”
It’s debauched, insane, beautiful and it’s probably been written on some serious peyote.
This comes to a rapid conclusion as the Dogs liberate the Rock and are stung by the pikey owners with a bullshit payment plan.
That was a nice touch but they should still have plenty of money left over from the Galanthans.
In a puzzling move it appears that Fuzzy planned the whole thing of the Sisters taking the brain and then leading them to the Rock. It seems Johnny was not in on this plan.
Kid is still a whingeing cock and even when they have taken the place he’s being a mardy cunt. Still you need a character like that in the story to add balance as everyone else pretty much will follow Johnny into hell.
I wasn’t wowed by this story but it was more like the Stronty tales of old with a nice wrap up.
The art is good. Not his best but still good.
Kingdom. Great art, a nice twisty twist and some good thought morsels for the future developments.