Steve Pugh

This reimagining of the Flintstones was an exceedingly clever—almost unpleasantly clever—send-up of modern society. I loved it for its humor and the cutting accuracy of its social commentary, but it's one of the most nihilistic books I've read, which means it's probably more than a lot of people can take on top of life itself in 2017.

Jamie Delano es un escritor excelente, con una poética Noir que mete imágenes crudas en tu cerebro cada dos por tres. Pero la intromisión de Garth Ennis en este volumen es lo que da a John Constantine su faceta más humana. Obligado a luchar contra el cáncer con los días contados, no sólo se la juega al extremo con las artes que más o menos domina, sino que redescubre una forma de acercarse, sin tapujos, a la amistad. Mi favorito por el momento.

I spotted this graphic novel while browsing in the library and recalled reading somewhere online that the new Flintstones comic was a satire on capitalism. Since I had one space left on my library card, I thought why not? And indeed, it did turn out to be an impressively dark little satire on consumerism, the military-industrial complex, religion, and marriage. Most institutions, really. This range of targets made it a bit scattershot, but the writing was also incisive, deadpan, and very show more funny. Fred Flintstone and Barney Rubble are traumatised war veterans (“We participated in a genocide, Barney”), while Wilma is a frustrated artist. One of my favourite sequences was Fred trying to explain to some literal neanderthals hired by his boss how employment works: “It’s money.” “What am I supposed to do with this?” “I don’t know. Buy something someone else hated making.” Other highlights include the household appliances as an underclass of oppressed creatures, the alien invasion (a nice allegory for the neo-colonialism of wealthy tourists), and the election (“Now, you are called ‘Clod the Destroyer’, but isn’t that just because you’re the son of Mordok the Destroyer? Have you ever actually destroyed anything?” “Clod’s name is not issue here! Lizard people are issue!”). The colourful cartoonish art makes a pleasing contrast with the surprisingly subversive content. Definitely recommended. show less

Holy crap! The Saint's story was even better than I imagined!

I mean, we're getting into some great ghost story stuff, but add a mountain of steroids and a man that both the Angel of Death and Satan, himself, is scared shitless of, and we've got Keyser Söze, or um, I mean, the Saint of Slaughter. :) Hell of a good story.

Someone in Supernatural has been cribbing from this comic. :)

And now that I know so much more about this guy, I can't believe that everyone got off so light, before. :)