Post by charlesrocketboy on Nov 27, 2008 11:12:38 GMT
Finally got my copy - it's a lot better than All Hail Megatron, due to not having massive inconsistencies (including within itself), telling a story in 22 pages, and actually doing stuff. I like it, though the races never look that spectacular.
The really annoying thing is the Circle bartender saying "haven't you noticed it's a warzone out there?" - no, of course he hasn't, the city looks completely undamaged and there's no sign of anything wrong except everyone's gone to bed!
(Well, that and the FLYING Decepticons WALKING to Zeta. And Fasttrack's Decepticon logo being impossible to see unless you know it's there, which ruins the whole moment)
EDIT: Piss, there is an inconsistency after all - Blurr showed no interest in inspiring people until Optimus mentioned he did. ?
To start with a positive, I thought the art was much better on the page than it had looked online.
Beyond that, I didn't think much of it. It wasn't especially bad, it just wasn't really even mediocre - just rather bland.
But this comic brings me to a rant I've been thinking about.
TFs need to be fairly human, otherwise they don't make great stories for us to read about, but I hate this tendency to write large numbers of them as ignorant petrol-head American rednecks - it's just so shallow. I dunno, maybe I'm used to TFs speaking with slightly English accents (or a British attempt at an American accent) from all the years of reading Furman's stuff and TMUK fanfic (however, when Matt Dallas wrote the Autobots with over-the-top public schoolboy accents it was always for brilliant comic effect), but every time a Transformer starts talking like some idiot from a Bud advert I just want to throw the comic away in disgust.
I know Furman has been guilty a time or two, but I can't help but notice that McCarthy seems to be consistently falling into the trap in the same way the Mickmonster used to. And McCarthy's an Aussie, isn't he? What's his excuse?
If we had a new British writer would he think, 'cars?' and then feel the need to turn the Autobots into a bunch of tracksuit-wearing, Stella-spilling, sovereign ring-worshiping, neon-lit, Chavvy lightweights? Or perhaps, newly bouffant Decepticons in the mould of Jeremy Clarkson?
McCarthy could at least be consistent and make them wear vest-tops and drink cans of weak beer from little, insulating cups, mate.