This chronic feature lets me review what’s recently passed my bloodshot pupils. So pull up a chair, break out the sarcasm filter and welcome to:
Mr. Zad’s Halloween comic critique
The Batman/Judge Dredd Files, trade paperback (DC Comics/2000 AD, $14.95). During the 1990s, the enforcer known for being the law in Mega City teamed up with Gotham’s hero — who takes the law into his own hands through a trio of macabre masterpieces.
Fueled by writers Alan Grant and John Wagner (and drenched with the horrifyingly realistic illustrations of Simon Bisley, Carl Critchlow and Glen Fabry), Judge Dredd and Batman fought each other. They also battled the Four Dark Judges, the Scarecrow, the Mean Machine and a powerful illusion created by the Riddler.
A new, 208-page book compiles each series. It offers a mature portrayal of misunderstood heroes caught out of their environments to stop especially vicious criminals, along with creatures hoping to completely obliterate humans.
Of the three meetings of the legends, the most impactful is one titled Die Laughing from 1998. It gave the Joker command of a Mega-City dimension belt that enabled him to spread his vile to another universe, with his ultimate goal of becoming immortal.
The plan almost succeeds except for a final gory showdown, as Dredd and Batman capture a quartet of brutal killers — along with old pasty face, whose laugh causes heads to explode.
Mr. Fabry’s artwork is especially nightmare inducing. He paints a world of terror and dirty deeds that involve unholy resurrections, blood-draining maniacs and overmatched saviors.
m What’s it worth? Any time I look at a book loaded with sequential art that makes me wonder, “How much would it cost to own an original page of it?” my eyes have, indeed, observed a real treat.
The book may be a bit hard on the stomach, but the merge of prose and art is worth every sleepless night.
The Wicked West, one shot (Image Comics, $9.95). The team known for bringing the monster-filled Black Forest to light returns with a tale of a mysterious gunfighter out to save a town from a maniacal vampire.
Writers Todd Livingston and Robert Tinnell compose a gritty tale told through a man who watched the horror of the town Javer’s Tanks unfold as a boy — and now watches the cinematic version he sold to Hollywood with his grandson.
This ain’t your daddy’s Billy the Kid vs. Dracula, either. The creators find as much pleasure in delivering a gritty decapitation scene as evoking empathy for Roy, the young boy whose entire life is being destroyed by undead minions.
The entertaining premise works by telling the story in two ways. First, artist Neil Vokes mixes panels of browns, yellows and blood reds when the hero Cotton Coleridge confronts bloodsuckers. Then, there are black-and-white illustrations of the movie adaptation “Terror Over Texas,” which balance the narrative tensions.
• What’s it worth? I loved the Black Forest, but this 82-page beauty reveals a welcomed growth of the creative team. Unfortunately, the high price for an unknown commodity may scare away readers needing to choose between the Wicked West and a rack full of more familiar, horror sequential art offerings.
B.P.R.D.: The Soul of Venice & Other Stories, trade paperback (Dark Horse Comics, $17.95). It employs the world famous red demon, Hellboy. But the Bureau for Paranormal Research and Defense is also known for utilizing such investigators as the ectoplasmic medium Johann Krauss, fire-starter Liz Sherman, amphibious man Abe Sapien, the homunculus Roger and occult specialist Kate Corrigan.
This 128-page book looks at some of their team adventures, while also compiling the B.P.R.D. one-shot comic books from 2003. Creative teams such as Miles Gunter and Michael Avon Oeming, Geoff Johns and Scott Kolins, Joe Harris and Adam Pollina and Mike Mignola and Cameron Stewart put together a potent package of oddity and creatures through five terrifying tales.
Readers will enjoy learning about an imprisoned goddess from Venice, three witches from Shiloh, Mass., who help spread a muddy plague on the town, the ghosts of World War II soldiers looking for a Nazi criminal, monsters that really do live under the bed — and the undead problems that come from disturbing the remains of a Moldavian count.
• What’s it worth? The drably colored collection provides an entertaining force of illustrations and storytelling as eclectic as Hellboy’s acquaintances, making it a well worth the price of admission.
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