Don't get snobbish, but Brian Azzarello's 9 issue run on Deathblow is some of the finest kinetic action in any medium period. From the bombastic military, to the dogpack companions, every line is perfect for that character. The cyborg raptor, possibly the stupidest concept in the world, is elevated to titanic villain heights. His slugfest with an opponent where he has to correct him about just what type of nightmare he is, is legendary.
Throw in gunny-rats, tag-team assassin minors, copious war on terror riffs, ethic differences about sharing family photos, and it can't be stated enough, some of the most tooth jarring testosterone fuelled beatdowns you're ever endured. The beginning of issue 3 should be the quality bar for anyone trying to do first person melee.
It's lyrical, funny, sad, and above all else the apocalypse of the smashmouth adventure comics. Best of breed.
Throw in gunny-rats, tag-team assassin minors, copious war on terror riffs, ethic differences about sharing family photos, and it can't be stated enough, some of the most tooth jarring testosterone fuelled beatdowns you're ever endured. The beginning of issue 3 should be the quality bar for anyone trying to do first person melee.
It's lyrical, funny, sad, and above all else the apocalypse of the smashmouth adventure comics. Best of breed.
