‘Fear Agent Volume 2: My War 2nd Edition’ – Advance TPB Review

Just over a month ago, I plunged into the world of Fear Agent and reviewed the first re-issued volume from Dark Horse.  At the end of that review, I said I could not wait for the next volume to make its way before my eager eyes. That time has finally come, so prepare to be bombarded with ecstatic praise for the continued misadventures and burgeoning mythology of Rick Remender and Tony Moore’s intergalactic pulp creation.  This second volume is full of so much crazy, downright insane stuff, from plot twists to character developments and reveals to mass destruction on an unfathomable level that you can barely wrap your head around it, and it works because Huston can barely wrap his head around it himself.  There are so many scenes of Heath completely baffled, dumbfounded, and hilariously and unexpectedly enraged at his circumstances that Remender is somehow able to keep his mind-bogglingly awesome story relatable.

To go into the labyrinthine intricacies of the plot would be to take out Remender’s creative construction at the ground floor.  There are story ideas here that blossom into elaborate twists, spectacular reveals, insurmountable problems, treacherous perils, and quite simply into more, more, and more in every conceivable way.  With all of this ‘more,’ it must be mentioned that Tony Moore is not the one providing the art in this volume, though he still does the covers for these issues, and it all blends wonderfully with the art of the more than capable Jerome Opeña, who worked on the beginning of Remender’s Uncanny X-Force and Jonathan Hickman’s Avengers.  Here, Opeña comes in after the story and art have already been going strong, and he hits the ground running.  He did provide the art for the last issue of the first Fear Agent volume, so he was ready and easily meets the level of quality set by his predecessor. There is an intensity and weight to Opeña’s art, and he brings Heath through all kinds of hell, from physical to mental to emotional.  Rus Wooton is back with his explosive lettering, which, as always, jumps off the page with imaginative sound effects that perfectly integrate and elevate the action.  And, on colors, Michelle Madsen gives us all the shades of Heath, from success to failure, bravado to foolishness. The world that Heath tears through, and that tears through him, is bright and vivacious and dangerous and ominous, and the colors create a feeling of an interstellar future.   

If you thought Heath had it hard in the first volume, and I did, just wait until you get your eyes on what he goes through in this volume.  Entitled My War, the title perfectly encompasses the myriad of struggles that Heath creates, encounters, endures, and tries so hard to transcend and conquer.  There is an emotional desperation running through this volume that nearly bowls you over, and it takes all Heath has to keep his head above water by way of humor and willful determination.  A more brave, stubborn, self-destructive, memorialized, and maligned outer-space hero has never existed in the history of the Fear Agents, and quite possibly in all of comics.  I am waiting with bated breath to read volume three, clawing at my imagination with anticipation, because Fear Agent is like an out-of-control drug that gets into your system and into your head and you never want to let it go. You just want to stay in that world and root for Heath, no matter how bad things get for him.  My addiction to Fear Agent can only be tempered by more Fear Agent, and I couldn’t be happier than to travel all over space and time with Heath, twitching for that next sci-fi fix, all the while heading down rabbit holes of past, present, and future choices and consequences.  Prepare to have your mind blown by My War, and to be left sputtering and drooling on the floor, wanting nothing but more Fear Agent.

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