A competition to eat everything in sight? Pffft, there is no way that will ever get on telly. Mind you, we have seen skanky mistresses wanking off pigs, couples in pursuit of the perfect home birth and Kerry Katona’s face filling the screen without a sufficient trigger warning, so people will watch any old shit to while away the hours between diabetes shots. Fast forward to May 2020 and the biggest reality show will be “Take Me Out (With Covid 19) where Paddy McGuinness is repeatedly infecting assholes with a deadly plague.
DATELINE:
August 2106 (1985 Dredd Annual).
WHO’S RESPONSIBLE?:
John Wagner and Alan Grant chow down and Carlos Ezquerra provides the sick bags.
WHAT’S IT ALL ABOUT (IN ONE SENTENCE)?:
The inter-city eating championships come to the Big Meg.
CANON FODDER?:
Dredd’s elbow pads are the wrong colour.
WHAT’S THE ART LIKE?:
Again, tremendous colours and design work from King Carlos and I especially loved the fat cheerleaders. It’s a small thing but on the penultimate page, Dredd looks like he is flipping the Texans chief off.
HOW MANY LINKS?:
Somewhat ironically, this is quite a thin story and the only highlight is the argument over the consumption of the would-be assassin and the sight of the eating contest as a whole. The Jules Rimet Trough made me laugh out loud and I wonder if the Big Meg ever got to keep it? Three links.