Sons of the Devil is one of my favorite series being published currently, and after having read the collection of the first five issues (and some interesting bonus stories), I feel bad. Going along, there were details I mis-remembered. Incorrect details written into reviews about previous issues. First, let me apologize to the creators for those mistakes. Secondly, let me say that the way those details were written were far better than the way I remembered.
The premise alone of Last Sons of America is promising and smartly rolled out on the very first page. In recent American history, a terrorist attack occurred using “Agent Pink” (chemical and biological warfare). This dropped the birthrate to practically zero among US households. The “Mother’s Plague” it’s called. We learn this from brothers, one cannily resembling Peter Dinklage, who are in Mexico making a monetary offer to a family for one of their children. A young girl who could make a lot of money on the new and booming adoption market. This is legal. They are a new brand of adoption agents. In fact, the parents sign documents making it completely official; however, a lot of children have been taken illegally, resulting in missing children cases and a wary eye being directed at not only America but men like our two heroes just trying to make an honest buck.
I’ve found Cullen Bunn to be a very interesting writer in the comic book world. He pops up everywhere, at any company he can get on board with. His books seem to keep an emphasis on horror and monsters, but not your typical blood-soaked slasher junk. He seems to focus on the myths and what actually makes these stories frightening – which has opened the path from writing Deadpool to Moon Knight over at Marvel. With his recent Deadpool’s Secret Secret Wars, he managed to inject a welcome dosage of pathos into a character that often produces laughs from me.
The most disappointing moment in the third issue of Kevin Panetta and Paulina Ganucheau’s Zodiac Starforce comes on the very last panel, when they declare “To be concluded!” . . . next issue.
I got really excited reading the first issue of Citizen Jack, because I love satire. Not just satire. Good satire. Satire that has a strong point of view, is relevant, and with characters that not only jump but tumble off the page in all their awkward glory.
BOOM! Studios is an excellent company. Yes, they work with excellent talent, but they only let stories with a certain intelligence through their gate. Titles that stimulate with a level of off-kilter creative ingenuity that don’t need to be seen simply as “edgy” to be worth buying for a sophisticated, adult crowd.
UFOlogy #6’s most startling moment comes in the form of a dream that sent some chills up my spine. I won’t say what it is, but it portends to something not yet dealt with – in what feels like a major way. Coming to the conclusion of this six-issue run, I get that feeling that what’s to come (or could come) overshadows what has happened. That we’ve only scratched the surface of what’s going on in writer James Tynion IV and Noah J. Yuenkel’s combined heads.
Paul Cornell, in his fourth issue of This Damned Band, weaves a masterful tapestry of mysticism, action, comedy, and pathos. It flows smoothly from one tone to the next, never missing a beat and always retaining the rhythm and reality of the story. It’s not often I find myself laughing out loud while reading comics, but I have consistently done so with this series.
Greg Rucka is a master at plotting epic world-scapes with complicated and interesting female leads. I’ve been reading Lazarus, another of his Image titles, since the beginning, and it’s so incredibly and intricately designed - a web of details combined with constantly shifting and highly effective character arches that criss-cross causes, leaving wakes of unexpected effects behind them. It’s a fantastic book. So, when I saw the advertisements for a new Rucka book, I cheered inside (as I do most of my comic reading in public.)
Answers that beg more questions. It seems like in the world of Arcadia, with every nugget that we learn, we get tossed around in a whirlwind of more unknowns.