I tried to look at the drawings, the pen-and-ink illustrations in this jam-packed comic, but I failed to see art.
I read through the stories scrawled on page upon comic book page but failed to see wit.
I tried to get into it. I tried to focus on the sentiment. I failed to see anything that stimulated my mind, touched my soul, or amused the eight-year-old girl in my heart. Had there been an eight-year-old boy hiding deep inside me, I might have been entertained, but as it stands, I stared blankly at each page and got bored. I just didn’t get it.
A lot of work went into this issue of Lucky Comics, that much is certain, and I am sure that there is an audience out there for each and every one of the “working class heroes” featured here … but sadly, in a world of extraordinary possibilities and endless creativity, of memorable, cheaply-produced quality eye-candy and easily-discarded over-produced bling, this low-key, low-brow comic falls short of nailing anything. (Andrée Lachapelle)
Comic, #4, Blank Box Productions, $6, [email protected], www.blackboxpro.com