Brian Posehn

It’s always a treat to find a new uplifting Christmas tale full of hope and joy and the true meaning and sprit of the season. Well, boys and girls, if that’s what you’re looking for, you best look elsewhere because this graphic novel definitely ain’t it. What it is, though, is a whole lot of fun.

It’s a post-apocalyptic world full of zombies and marauders and, in a full-out assault on the North Pole, Mrs. Claus is killed. Santa is emotionally destroyed and takes to drink. He tries show more every conceivable way to kill himself but, as long as even one kid continues to believe, Santa can’t die. When he receives a letter from that last kid, Santa decides to kill the delusional little jerk. However, things don’t go quite like he planned and maybe, just maybe, Santa can be saved by the innocence of a child…well that and some well-armed elves, some kamikaze gingerbread men, and a very violent snowman.

The Last Christmas is sort of Mad Max meets Bad Santa and the result is gory, vulgar, irreverent, and very funny. So if you’re fed up with all the Christmas carols and good cheer starting the day after Halloween and are to the point that you wish that Tiny Tim would be impaled on a sprig of holly, this might be just the thing to get you through the season. show less

Santa fighting zombies at Christmas from the writers who brought me Deadpool? There was no way I could resist.

I liked the comic itself. I liked the art, the way the elves were full of Christmas cheer and yet were also locked and loaded. I liked the story, about Santa being alive as long as one child believes in him. I even liked Santa's (admittedly disturbing) grief after the zombie attack on the North Pole.

The only thing I didn't like was the introduction with all its ableist language. So show more TW:ABLEISM for that.

This comic is gross. It's offensive. It's from the writers of Deadpool, I knew it would be. And I'm good with that. But I think it's possible to be all those wonderful and hilarious things without resorting to cheap ableist language.

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This is one hell of a magical romance.

I mean, sure, it's Deadpool, but he's very, very romantic. In fact, if I were Dracula wanting some Merc with a Mouth to pick up my super-monster bride and bring her back across the world, I'd DEFINITELY choose Wade Wilson. It's a no-brainer. I'd even think it's a good idea to think he's given up on the mission and send someone after him, too.

DUH.

So yeah, of course this is a tale of Cuckholding Dracula and the inevitable no-holds-barred free-for-all show more between werewolves, mummies, Frankenstein's Monster, some weird centaur dude that's a werewolf and bonded with an alien symbiote who also has diabetes, and of course a full-blown Monster Mash all through NYC, but without the Ghostbusters. Alas.

And Wade gets the girl.

Pretty awesome, right? It is. It's also funny as ****.

I can't believe he got *******!

I hope to hell that all the Deadpool comics are this funny and wacky. If this is a good sampling, I'm gonna be having myself a real BBQ. With chimichangas. Hmmm.

Still. Poor Frank. show less

A patriotic American magician (who wears a kilt) raises the dead Presidents of the USA from their eternal rest to save their country from its current ills. The very first one he sees, Harry S. Truman, snarls: "Fix it? I'll destroy it!" and that is attitude of his colleagues, led by a steely and sadistic George Washington and his brutal henchman, Abe Lincoln. When Captain America is criticized for beheading former President Truman, S.H.I.E.L.D. gives the task of sending the Formers back to show more their rest to an antihero, Deadpool. Our hero succeeds, backed up by two lower level S.H.I.E.L.D. operatives, Doctor Strange, and the [benevolent] ghost of Ben Franklin.

I loved this book. I laughed reading it as much as I laughed during the movie. I laughed out loud every other page. I laughed more reading one issue of Deadpool than I did reading five New 52 Harley Quinns. I have been a huge Presidential nerd since I was very young and I wondered as I read this, did the authors read books of Presidential trivia, or are they fellow buffs?. I thought the worst sins, though, were of omission. No set pieces for hypocritical Thomas Jefferson or mad Andrew Jackson or stuffy Woodrow Wilson or vulgar Lyndon Johnson? Ah, well, I guess they had only so many pages. show less