Until February 2012, I’d never read 2000AD weekly for anything more than a few weeks.
Then I made the pledge. I will read the comic for a year, and tell you what I reckoned each and every week. Nearly a year later, I’m a convert. And the weekly 2000AD is where I still tell you all about it….
Okay, it’s an okay cover by Darren Douglas that wants to be something better than it is.. It’s nice, it really is. But is it just me or does your eye just get involuntarily dragged down to that bloody great luminous green wheel and then that red hand? Okay, maybe just me then. It is a front and back double though, so when you actually open it out there’s a bit more balance too it. And there’s a few giggles to be found on those electronic billboards – Snorbitz The Musical was my fave. You may prefer Ace Of Base (some bastard had to like them after all).
Judge Dredd by Robbie Morrison and Peter Doherty
Right, here’s the rather predictable end to this whole Judge Heller tale. Come on, whatever way you imagined it ending, it never played out well for Heller, no matter which way it went.
Morrison may well be pointing out the inevitability of existence in Mega-City; no matter what you do, it’s all going to turn to shite at some point, something bad will happen, some Judge will come knocking, or maybe you’ll end up as collateral, another stat on the crime books. And in Heller you can’t help but wonder if Dredd sees a little of himself, years down the line, grasping for something, anything to make him feel alive outside the Judge suit.
Still looks like downtown LA at midday though. MC-1 just doesn’t look right this damn bright.
Savage by Pat Mills and Patrick Goddard
Here we go, the liberation of Britain from Volgon control gets underway, those US funded Hammerstein units swiftly heading East and to the newly discovered oil fields. Whats that annoying pain in your head readers? Ah, that would be the feeling that Pat Mills is hammering home a heavy political allegory. OIL. USA. WAR. Get it?
Good, well now we can move on and deal with the strip properly which is still bloody good, Savage having trouble coming to terms with his new role as irreplaceable leader of the resistance, the resistance itself making its move to reclaim London. Good, good stuff.
Ampney Crucis Investigates by Ian Edginton and Simon Davis
That’s a really, really rather crap image to pick to be honest, but in the context of the page it’s honestly not too bad. Which tells you a fair bit about Davis’ artwork – at times it’s oh so fine, at other times, I’m not so sure. On the whole, I’ll go with it though.
Story likewise is a good old fashioned doctor who style thing. Need a protagonist who can brief the toff out of his time on what’s going on – bring in the Martian ambassador to explain. Not that it’s a bad thing, and it’s all handled with grand style by Edginton who makes the slightly hokey story better than it should be with some nice simple dialogue. Like I said last time, this really is carefully constructed throwaway genre fun, and good luck to it.
The Red Seas by Ian Edginton and Steve Yeowell
Again, more genre fun. I think. But as I keep saying this isn’t for me, this is very much for those souls who’ve been following along. For me this has simply too much looking back, too many references to the events of the past to make it work. Added to that is Steve Yeowell on a deadline or something like it, because we’re approaching Marvvel-like realms of spacity in backgrounds and as many big, big panels as possible.
Strontium Dog by John Wagner and Carlos Ezquerra
Again, not for me. Just clunking along. A cliched gang of behind the scenes political and social manipulators come in. The Mutie menace gears up for war, Johnny Alpha decides to fight his way out. Or something like that anyway.
You want to know how it feels reading this? Try that last speech bubble, but do it completely monotone, leaden and no inflection whatsoever in your voice. No imagine that for 5 pages. No, correction, 4 pages, Ezquerra gets a full page of SD taking on the entire police force single handed from a slow moving hover caravan. Alpha died once, and from what I’m reading here, it’s a cruel torture to bring him back this way.