This month we have issue # 3 of Rick Remender’s new hit comic Black Science gracing the shelves in all its immensity. We’re still sinking neck deep into the ever-swallowing sarlac pit of action and dimensional travel as portrayed from the very first issue, and every issue I look forward to being consumed in it up to my eyes.
This issue picks up like all the others and delves back and forth between the finite moments before the team was violently transported into the infinite of dimensions, space and time. We seem to get a lot more character development this issue, with the history of all the team members personal lives, and more of the main character and his ensuing infidelity. I was pleased to see real world problems given to these people that are seemingly thrust into unbelievable and unreal worlds where their problems don’t exist.
The team has been plagued with death and injury from the opening panel of the first issue, and now in the third they have been dropped into a war between these futuristic Native Americans and WWII Germans but with robots and advanced technology.
The goal is to revive the main character, Grant, before he dies, all while awaiting their next jump to who knows where. This concept has been extremely reminiscent of the 90’s TV show Sliders, but with a very welcome update that makes the concept seem fresh. The whole time you’re reading this comic, you can feel the sense of urgency of the team and actions in every panel. There isn’t a moment to relax, except in the flashback panels.
Theres a panel that had me cracking up because it reminded me of a hilarious scene in Wolf of Wall Street (havent seen it? DO IT!) Involving the German word for what I can only assume means "Help"
I loved the explanation of the alternate dimensions and the use of the many worlds theory, but I am a bit upset because I have this same concept in mind for a comic I’ve been writing for years. Alas, I am not Rick Remender…so he wins. Lucky bastard!
As with every good comic that wants to keep a reader enthralled with anticipation for the next issue, there is a cliffhanger. So until issue 4, we wont know what happens to the team. Will they die? Will they be transported somewhere else? Will a robotic dinosaur show up and save them all? Who knows! Only Remender knows and I look forward to seeing where this series goes. Its great to see such inventive new books being put out on a regular basis that have me excited to read them every month like this one.
The art is like a wistful painting in every panel. Matteo Scalera and Dean White do a fantastic job of making these wonderful visions of skewed realities come to life in a unique and triumphant way. Some of the character designs feel a little funky every now and then, especially the way the main character's nose is very elongated and reminds me of an anime character from Gundam Wing, but it's nothin that prevents me seeing these panels and splash pages and going “ohhh that’s pretty!”
All in all you can’t go wrong with this book. Do you like alternate realities? READ IT. Did you like the show Sliders? READ IT. Do you like robots killing Germans? READ IT. The bottom line, read this comic and buy it.
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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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