Remember the 1990’s? Remember how American superhero comics were to the MAX? Or so EXTREME they hurt to look at with all those ridiculously bulging muscles, biceps, bosoms, and of course everyone had a HUGE GUN, or a MASSIVE CHOPPER because all these heroes were EDGY to the MAX!!
Basically Image Comics at the start published endless crap superhero comics by the likes of Jim Lee, Rob Liefeld and Todd McFarlane that sold by the container load, but as as memorable as the last glass of water you drank. Marvel and DC decided to get a piece of the action and their characters bulged and groaned under the weight of their biceps and unfeasibly large breasts, not to mention the massive guns because a real hero shoots people’s guts out as he or she is saving them.
Oh Killstrike is a four-issue series by Max Bennis and Logan Faerber giving a tongue in cheek look at those horrible days of 1990’s American superheroes, and opens with a reminder of the real horror (or if you were working as a dealer at the time and were smart, the real joy) of the 1990’s boom, the ability to make lots of money from a comic that is entirely worthless culturally.
There’s truth to be told in these panels. Comics like X Force #1 were printed in massive numbers and are in many cases lying around in warehouses, sheds, and back offices in numbers. I know of one dealer in the UK that burnt a box to try to reduce demand, and for years and years it inhabited the 50p boxes of many a dealer. Now it’s actually becoming something people are interested in. There’s a lot of other examples, but it’s now at the point where some of the utter shite Image, Marvel and DC pumped out is nearly becoming collectible again.
This though is a satire of those and these times as the rampant consumerism that drove the speculator boom of the 90’s hasn’t gone away but has rebranded itself as ‘geek culture’; something multinational companies use to sell people that were kids that like shite superhero comics stuff that’s fun, but essentially the cultural equivalent of shoving sugar into your brain via your eyes all the time but the jist here is a sort of reverse Zelig, as Killstrike becomes real in our world.
Oh Killstrike isn’t perfect but it’s a lovely little comic full of nice dialogue, not to mention digs at the comics of a couple of decades ago that for all their crapness, made some serious impressions upon people. In reality the 1990’s were a great time for comics, but a dismal time for superheroes which sadly means far too many people think the era was overwhelmingly rubbish, but it really wasn’t. This though isn’t about setting right history but to have a laugh and it does just that.
As an idea it seems limited for even four issues, but the mission Killstrike finds himself on in order to get back to his dimension is to find our protagonist Jared’s father, a British comics writer that became famous in the 1980’s so the pair head off to Manhattan to find out his current location…
So yes, I’m on board for this just to see if it’s Grant Morrison…..