So I was able to make it to Zeus Comics in Dallas, Texas (Turtle Creek Village, 3878 Oaklawn Ave, Suite 100E, Dallas, TX 75219). Props to the two cuties who worked there – the redhead even let me pick out which cover I wanted. I went with the 1-in-4 cover since this particular issue is going all the way to Italy. If you’re in Dallas, and you want to get the comic, call Zeus comics and reserve your copies (214.219.TOYS). They’ll have more in next week.
I’m not a very good reviewer, because me reviewing is like watching Chris Farley do interviews (“Hey, remember that part where Tek is flying the spaceship? That was really cool!”) Plus the comic was written with the standard 16-page story arc, so if I tell you much I’ll give it all away. So here’s a few of my favorite moments, which you’ll get once you go and buy the comic and read it for yourself:
- “Isn’t dat right, my little fuzzy-wuzzy, puddy-shnookmuks?”
- “Fine” “Fine, what?” “Fine, sir.”
- The whole “Eyes to the back of the room!” moment in the bar
- The blue bow on Overseeress Braina
- “I’ll tear your head off and make it my wife!”
If you go into reading the book with the expectation that this version of Tek will be anything like the previous incarnations, you might get disappointed. But if you read the book as the silly space adventures of a bats#!t crazy space captain, you’ll be quite entertained. Look at the details – the blues and reds of the backgrounds and costumes, the zingers from the little black creature that make no sense but are really frickin’ funny, and the fact that Tek can’t make it through three pages without being pleasured by genetically-perfected pleasure slaves. It’s funny, it’s got a few twists and turns that are simultaneously surprising and corny in the best of ways.
It’s a good read. So go read it.
Also, make sure you look very carefully at the Special Thanks to: section. Here’s a sneak peek.
Confidential to Randy and James: No, thank YOU! No one bothered to warn me this was in there. So I read the comic, and was talking to someone, and glanced down at my open copy and noticed the liner notes. And then I’m reading … and … HOLY F@#KING S#!T! So I’m running around the house cussing and going up to all my online friends and saying “ROCK STAR!!!!!!!!!!”
Confidential to my online chatting friends: Sorry about that whole ROCK STAR!!! thing. Hope I wasn’t too out of line.