Thursday, February 11, 2010

Grimjack: The Manx Cat

I feel like Grimjack is the refined product of an idea dreamed up by a deranged seventh grader rotting in detention & clandestinely scribbled down on torn spiral bound notebook paper. And by refined, I mean still deranged and rotten, only with quality writing and art.

Manx Cat has been my righteous introduction to John Gaunt. Guy dresses like a gypsy legionnaire & acts like a bastard amalgamation of Conan and Jonah Hex thrust through time and space like John Carter. This book is as over the top as Over the Top, but Ostrander & Truman never let it run away. It represents everything that was gaudy and excessive about the 80's & a bit of what's missing from whatever the fuck you call decades in the 2000's. It's fun without being frivolous & gritty without being self-indulgent or hyper-serious. You should read it. You need an asshole on your side.

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