Reviews: The Maximortal

Published on March 17th, 2009

maximortalOne of the most grotesque, bewildering and mind-blowing trades I’ve read all year – Rick Veitch’s The Maximortal is truly an old-school TP worth picking up and/or dusting off to read again.

For those unfamiliar with Veitch and his style, be forewarned that it will take some getting used to if you’re usually found with bright and shiny, digitally-cleaned-up pages in your mitts. Created in 1992, Veitch’s artwork in Maximortal is classic comic book purist with not-so-standard arcs.

If you’re like me and enjoy mass decapitations, creepy baby-men in tights, loads of poo, testicle-loss and (sexyyy) androgynous alien hulks, then you’re doing yourself a disservice by not having read this underrated masterpiece.

The story: strange alien baby is discovered on Earth, unleashes super powers, dons leotard and cape, shakes things up a bit. Sound familiar? The book is an entertainingly warped satire/commentary on our society and why superheroes exist; how Superman’s story in particular was used as propaganda to suit governmental purposes, and how we, as humans, need stories like these to promote personal growth.

The great thing about the book is that you can either take it as the surface tale– a twisted, funny story about an alien superhero and some guys who unknowingly create a comic book about him – or get into the analysis (and even the well-written essay at the end) about humanity and the comic genre.

I also can’t wait to get my hands on the brand new edition of the Brat Pack trade paperback with that sweet-ass new cover. Preview it here for free, suckaz:

Adri Cowan