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Emma Frost now wears army fatigues. Storm looks like Tina Turner in Mad Max Beyond Thunderdome. Wolverine's claws have grown to the length of a full-grown adult femur and in their first mission they're tasked with putting out a flaming man with giant nipples. This is not going to be a pleasant ride, is it?
You'd have thought that Warren Ellis would be the perfect fit for AXM. He's the type of writer that would come out if Grant Morrison and Joss Whedon had a baby. This isn't the case. He spends most of the 1st issue, just constantly referencing character moments created by Whedon and Morrison (like Emma and Beast's love of exotic coffee blends, Logan's taunting of Armour's choice of codename and Cyclops telling Wolverine to switch to codenames in the X-Jet scene from New X-Men #117, for example) and uncomfortably tries to convince the reader that he's familiar with these characters.
The art is awful. It's muddy, wonky, amateurish and plain rubbish. Simone Bianchi should fuck-off and go paint a mural for Metal Hurlant in 1979. This is a super-hero comic, not some brown Frank Frazetta wetdream. I want Steve McNiven or Bryan Hitch (yeah Millar, let's see how far you get without the great art to hide behind) on this book. They should just have reunited the Authority team of Bryan Hitch and Ellis (circa 1999, though). That would have been perfect. If it continues on the path it's on right now I think this creative team is going to do to AXM what Robert Kirkman did to Ultimate X-men (yes, I'm that pessimistic).
I want Warren Ellis to up his game and get his head right. Subject X? Storm talking about credit cards? Beast and Cyclops and everyone else regurgitating their stale Joss Whedon dialogue? No, I want The Authority (with little X belt-buckles...not those giant X-hubcaps Bianchi has them in) taking on the world and I want it like so (character-wise at least):
Jenny = Emma
Hawksmoor = Cyclops
Midnighter = Wolverine
Engineer = Storm
Swift = Armour
Thorndike = Beast
Oh and PS Warren Ellis, please do something with Cassandra Nova. Joss Whedon fell asleep in the middle of her specific plot hole. |
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