I love punk music. I love the punk attitude, but I am in no way punk. A person would never in their right mind point at me and say, “That dude is punk.” I don’t even know if punks use the term, “dude.” I love stories about punk characters. In Home Sick Pilots, we meet a group of three high school friends who are a punk band. They are called HOME SICK PILOTS! Their nemesis is another punk band called the Nuclear Bastards, with a couple more band members. Yes, our heroes are outnumbered, and, yes, they go to one of Nuclear Bastard’s concerts at an empty bowling alley that’s packed.
It dawned on me after reading issue 2 of Crossover who Donny Cates was. In one of the ads on the very last page, they advertise his book, Buzz Kill, which I had read upon its release and thought it was incredible. If I had kept his name ingrained in my head, I would have picked up everything he had written as he went along. Thankfully, his name is now synonymous with two series that I love, the second being the one that I’m currently writing about.
Adventureman gives a modern perspective to the adventure stories that were popular in the pulp novels of the ‘20s, the film serials of the ‘30s, and the radio dramas of the ‘40s. There are colorful characters, dastardly villains, and a whole world of possibilities. In short, it’s the sort of comic that’s right up my alley.
Would you like to learn how to have a career in comics? Contour draw? Draw likenesses? How about how to talk to a celebrity? Eat spicy food? Herd cats? Train your doppelgänger? Do you enjoy silly, but yet super creative, comics by a score of different comic creators like Gail Simone, Gene Ha, Jill Thompson, and Mark Buckingham? If so, then Hey, Amateur published by IDW is definitely worth a look.
Mercy, written and illustrated by Mirka Andolo and originally published as a 6-issue limited series, focuses on the small mining village of Woodsburgh in the Victorian Age. The town is plagued by a creature (or creatures) killing innocents by tearing them open and eating their insides. Two mysterious strangers arrive in town, Lady Hellaine and Mr. Goodwill. They have secrets which become strained when a young orphan girl, Rory, comes into their lives. Also introduced are the widow and brothel owner Lady Swanson, siblings Jon and Betsy, and Native American creature hunters who are intent on destroying what has become known as the “Devil of Woodsburgh.”
The final installment of Tales of Nocturnia is here, and it’s a delicious double issue with all of the crazy stuff that you’ll love if you’re a fan of the previous issues. Things pretty much pick up right where we left them before: After the siege by the Sinisterians, the good folks of Nocturnia are licking their wounds, picking up the pieces, and burying the dead. To add insult to injury, some of their beloveds are also being held captive by the Sinisterians and things look grim. With almost nothing left to lose, the Nocturnians head out on a daring rescue mission.
While there’s a mystery on every page, there’s also a joke on every panel in Spy Island #4. If you’ve ever wanted to know what the Bermuda Triangle might look like, this could very well be it. Basically, everything is attainable creatively, and Cain, Miternique, and McCall are up for the task of doing just about anything. Somehow, it makes perfect sense in the end.
Previously, on Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Things are tense between Buffy and Robin right now… teenagers, they talk a lot but maybe don’t communicate all that well? The silver lining, though, is that Buffy and Willow seem to have mended some of their damaged friendship. Meanwhile, Willow’s experiments with astral projection lead her to discover a dark alliance that may have some major implications for the fate of the slayers, and perhaps the Scoobies as a whole.
One week after being graced with a new Hellboy story, we are once again gifted with two new stories in one book. For anyone who goes back to read my reviews from the last couple of years, you’ll see that I adore the big red boy from hell. I have a little monument on my wall with his Funko Pop, his red fist as a coin holder, and the special edition Dark Horse select Hellboy, so any time I’m given the opportunity to indulge in a Hellboy story, I take it!