Theremin is part spy story, part time travel story, part science story, and seemingly part love story. The characteristics and tropes of these story types are uniquely weaved together in an interesting way through the use of time travel as a narrative. The series is only in its infancy, and it already has limitless potential within the world and story created. Some things in this comic never seem completely fleshed out or touched upon except only for brief panels. Maybe that’s the way the writer intended the things to be, but sometimes as a reader you see or read something cool and interesting and wish it was expanded or explained a little more.
The writer, Curt Pires, at some points in this comic, seems to be working something personal out through the narrative of the book itself, which isn’t a bad thing because the writing can be outright poetic and to this reader quite touching. The only downside sometimes is that it doesn’t seem to relate to anything going on story wise in the issue; its just poetic narrative. Nonetheless, it is excellent writing that I enjoy.
This is the third issue of the series, and the story interconnects between two or three different points in time. To be honest, I had a hard time figuring out what was going on because the panels and story telling seemed extremely fragmented trying to interweave the three separate time lines. Upon the third reading of the issue, I finally got a better idea of what was happening. It wasn’t like that in the previous issues though, as the story was pretty straightforward. There was just a bit of time travel and dimensional doorways thrown in between.
So with this issue, Theremin is accused of being a traitor to the soviet spies he works for. There’s a prolific battle between him and this mechanical android/cyborg character that I’m pretty sure the identity of hasn’t been revealed yet. If it has, then I’ve regrettably missed it somewhere. The battle takes place in between time and dimensions, the two shooting laser guns and punching through walls. Its quite epic in scale. I truly enjoy the design of this character that Theremin is fighting too. There’s a pretty smart and inventive reveal at the end of the battle. Again though, like I said earlier, I had a hard time following what was actually going on, so if what I think happened didn’t actually happen, then that’s my fault for assuming. But I wont reveal that. I just urge you to read it and find out. Also, it was really cool and funny seeing Theremin hang out with Howard Hughes doing coke. Skewing historical events and people are always some of my favorite things to see written.
Finally, I come to the art in this comic. When I first saw the art, it really reminded me of the cartoon show Super Jail on Adult Swim. It was cartoony and drawn as if a child had made up all these amazing things from their head, which isn’t a bad thing, but sometimes the art looks so childish it really takes away from the comic, and other times its so immaculately simplistic in its nature that it looks stunning for what has to be conveyed in the panel(s). The lines are perfectly drawn and seamless. There’s a real sense of symmetry with everything that’s drawn. The artist, Dalton Rose, has a very unique style, that’s for sure, and I do wonder if Pires chose him specifically for this project because of that. There are some super cool things he has drawn and some panels that are not the normal 6-grid stuff you see in every comic. They are inventive and portray a cohesively unique perspective on the way Pires tells the story itself.
One thing I really like about this comic is, after the story is done, Pires muses about what inspired him to write the issue, or he shares a story of his life that also inspired things in the issue. It gives a good personal connection to the writer and his intentions. Overall, this series is truly worth checking out and, only being $.99 on comiXology, its a steal!
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Dustin prefers to go by the name of Wildcard, and he wont tell you his last name because then he would have to kill you. Or mostly because it's unpronounceable to most people. His love of comics formed during the 90's when Superman was dying and Batman was broken. Years later when touring with a band around 2008 the only thing he had to do was read extensive amounts of comics and catch up on all the missed years of stories, therefore the wealth of knowledge in his head is insurmountable by anyones standards. He considers himself extremely opinionated when it comes to comic books or any form of media, which has always caused arguments and butt hurt a plenty due to his outspoken opinions on such things. In his spare time he writes some comics he hopes to get published one day and is a graphic designer. He sometimes wishes Nicolas Cage was his real father. Hail Sagan. Follow Wildcard on Twitter, Facebook, and Tumblr.
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― Grant Morrison
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