Perker and Kristensen continue to embrace the insanity. The Charlie Rose subplot gets much bigger this time around–it probably takes up half the issue, which never exactly feels bloated, just really full. There are two major subplots–Todd pretending to be Sandy, the mom going off to get her boobs done–and a handful of little ones.
It’s hard to imagine where Kristensen is going to go with all these threads or whether he’ll be able to wrap them up. Or if they even need to be wrapped up. Kristensen and Perker have brought things together so far–even Tom Wolfe pops in for a few panels here–but it’s unclear if Todd needs such attention to detail.
It’s a comedy and things can get lost in a comedy.
The issue’s only misstep is the assassin after Charlie Rose. Kristensen underwrites him, relying on the art to cover him.
Writers, M.K. Perker and Ken Kristensen; artist, Perker; colorist, Sedat Gosterikli; letterer, Pat Brosseau; publisher, Image Comics.
While this one lost a teeny bit of momentum from the first issue, probably due to all the stuff they’re trying to pack in here, there isn’t a wasted moment within. I hope they are able to take the edgy satire to the next level, because it doesn’t seem to be letting up so far. Put the pedal to the metal, as it were…