After reading the first two issues of Rick Spears' and James Callahan's ultra-gratuitous romp, The Auteur, I would think I would be quite accustomed and no longer shocked at what they have in-store for the reader. I was wrong.
Callahan continues the series with this glorious mixture of old 90's cartoon-aesthetic reminiscent of such greats as MTV's 'The Head' with a dash of Nickelodeon's 'Rocko's Modern Life' but not before Callahan adds a slight Looney Toons flair to the concoction. The cartoon look is only further cemented by the colors of Luigi Anderson.
You can tell that Spears and Callahan really have an understanding of their humor; the panel beats are just fantastically timed. The punchlines greatly delivered and the images that accompany them further ensure their impact. When you see a panel of a dapper penis asking you to “get comfortable” you have no reason to resist. Just do.
This is the issue that really pushes the plot forward. I was taken aback with what I was seeing. Not really due to the violence, but just knowing that the shit is finally hitting fan; it left me shocked. The pace really picks up towards the end as The Darwin Killer proves to be a lot more trouble than he is worth. The panels change to depict that of a film reel as Rex bears witness to the ferocity that he himself unleashed. It was a very effective and almost voyeuristic scene that I really enjoyed.
As the issue comes to an end, I think fans of Rick and Morty would like the hectic nature of this comic and the pure absurdity of it all. You have vomit on penises, piles of vomit making jokes, great white shark murdering, I mean you can't really think of a book that has all these things currently on the shelves. And that's where The Auteur shines.
In an industry where playing it safe is typical-fare, even among indie titles, we now have a book that doesn't seem to pull the punches with its humor. Most importantly it doesn't reek of desperation to be edgy. The creative team have created a book that proudly stands fully cocked and ready to go.
This is one book that I hope gets an animated adaptation. As I mentioned earlier, fans of Rick and Morty will absolutely dig this title from beginning to end. I really cannot wait until the next issue comes out because, even though we have had all types of seemingly drug-induced shit thrown our way, we are just getting started.
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About the Author - Bryant Thomas
Bryant Thomas is far too over attached to his dog, Dexter. He talks to him. Confesses to him. But most of all, he reads comics to him. When Bryant isn't working for the energy industry, helping companies figure out what to buy to make them profitable, he reaches for a new trade or drools over all of the insane JH Williams art in Batwoman's early issues. Growing up in Texas has given Bryant a very complex palate to BBQ Sauces, ranch dressing, and the occasional whiskey. His free-time is filled with panels and panels, and even more panels as he writes reviews for the wonderful institution that is, The Outhouse.
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