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ALiENS #16: A DAY iN THE MARiNE CORPS iS LiKE A DAY ON THE FARM

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This cover by Carl Critchlow (Thrud the Barbarian, Flesh, Batman/Judge Dredd) has got to be one of the best covers so far, encapsulating a moment with the twisted Doctor Cutlow character in the final chapter of our prose story, Tribes. So, only six issues to come after this one, eh? Yes, but calm down, that’s still half a year and a lot of aliens!

Editor Cefn Ridout mentions a sea-faring (“sea-scaring”) tale beginning next month and teases us about some other surprises to come. Colour me intrigued. After the editorial (included here so you have access to the full credits) we’re straight into the concluding half of Jim Woodring and Killian Plunkett’s superb Backsplash. After the cliff collapse there are only two Marines left, Gibbs and Crespi and these eight pages depict their desperate escape bid from the alien-infested cavern to their drop ship outside.

This is great fun! It’s also tense in all the right places which is quite the feat when we’ve gotten so used to seeing the aliens in comic form. Smacking an alien over the head with the limb of one of its fallen siblings, the pair make their way outside just before everything collapses around them. Not that this stops one of the aliens making a surprise reappearance to grab Crespi as they make a bolt for it.

Gibbs saves him only for things to take a turn for him. Hanging on to the ship’s entrance ramp he’s suddenly choking and an inner alien mouth bursts out of his own in a scary moment of synchronicity. His decapitated body falls to the ground as the ship takes off and a quick lever pull by Crespi opens the floor beneath the beast and, mirroring that earlier arm smack, poor Gibbs’ head is used in a moment of alien frustration!

This has been a brilliant little tale. Okay, so it’s light on plot and the characters are interchangeable with pretty much any Colonial Marine from the comic or movie, but through its sheer relentlessness and imaginative situations it’s a standout. But Kilian’s art is the main reason for its success in my eyes. His aliens are superbly detailed, his humans full of character even if the script doesn’t really call for it, and he heightens the horrific moments perfectly.

On to the news and I take issue with the Director’s Cut/Special Edition of a movie being referred to as “diluted”. Also, “already hailed as the best platform game for the Super Nintendo”? Really, Dave Hughes? Better than Mario? Better than Yoshi? The Alien³ game did very well across the board in all versions too, so I think maybe Dave owned a SNES. Ah, the days of unrivalled loyalty to a games platform. (For me it was still the C64 at this point.)

The game was notable for not following the plot of the film at all, with Ripley running around with a huge variety of weapons killing hoards of xenomorphs. Kind of defeats the purpose of having an Alien³ licence, no? At least she was bald! I still think a creepy platform game of stealth and a lack of weaponry with one alien roaming about would’ve been much better, like a 90s version of the more recent Alien: Isolation.

British strip Crusade begins with the Archbishop confronted by his suspicious followers, but he just keeps coming up with ludicrous excuses. “The wind whistling through broken stones” really placates people who’ve heard the alien Queen? Then our tribe and Minecorp marines are attacked by another tribe but the art is too messy to work out what’s going on. In the end the survivors continue on with their two horses into the sewers beneath London and now we can’t even see their hair colours in the dark, one of the few things we could use to tell characters apart. Suddenly their motion tracker starts to bleep and Rani’s spidey senses start to tingle. That can’t be good.

Back in the “big building for tiny minds” (as one of the Marines describes the church) it becomes clear that the Archbishop thinks he’s actually doing god’s work by keeping the alien threat contained within the tower via human sacrifices. But an attack and a hole in the wall recently saw some eggs roll down into the river, however he thinks if he keeps the aliens fed with outsiders they won’t leave their tower. In reality of course he’s just adding to their army.

The world building is potentially great but it’s that lack of visual clarity that’s just so frustrating. This issue’s chapter ends with one of the horses suddenly writhing in pain and an alien bursting from its chest, so the thrills and danger should be tangible but it just requires a bit too much effort for you to feel it.

One moment almost ruins the whole months-long story for me

Much better, as per usual, is prose story Tribes. This concluding chapter is, to use a clichéd phrase, a thrill ride. The whole place is rigged to explode any minute and Rat is stuck in a refuge unit with an alien climbing down through the rubbish. Bort realises he’s always loved her and risks his life to release the unit into deep space so she’ll finally be at peace, dead from the vacuum instead of being an alien incubator and reliving those nightmares of her childhood with her father.

In a tense moment she’s finally able to activate her oxygen supply and the story is left with her floating (alone, sans alien) in space. But one moment almost ruins the whole months-long story, for me anyway. The doctor of the religious extremists trying to help the aliens finds himself in an escape pod with a newborn Queen and a human baby. He was going to use this baby to feed the Queen but the baby dies in his arms slowly from a lack of oxygen.

Look, I know Alien is a horror franchise but I just felt this was an unnecessary use of a mental image of a dying baby to try to elicit an emotional response from the reader. It wasn’t needed and it cheapened all of the excellent work up to this point by writer Steve Bissette. Colton is also dying but knows the Queen will feed on him, providing her with sustenance until the pod lands and she can free herself. Tribes has been a real highlight and if it hadn’t been for that one moment I’d have been singing its praises for months to come.

The Technical Readout pages seem to have done away with the intricate technical cutaways, somewhat making the name of the feature redundant. While I do miss those earlier entries I have to say I really like this most recent one showcasing the military gear worn by two female Colonial Marines. There’s no credit anywhere for the artist, perhaps they were drawn by Lee Brimmincombe-Wood himself?

Our final strip is Colonial Marines and it’s been reduced in pages again after a bumper chapter last time but it’s still a meaty 12-page read. Leaving the sun gun they get distracted on the way to their main mission by a kelp bed on a planet that’s somehow keeping a comms channel open with the HQ they can’t reach, and on a planet that’s not meant to be inhabited. So off they go, with their bug man prisoner in tow.

Unfortunately, things don’t start off too well when the comic’s habit of printing errors sees spread above in the wrong order. The bug man is somehow able to produce the addictive alien slime we humans can’t get enough of and it’s handed around the marines like a drug. Meanwhile there’s an underlying current of distrust in Vasquez after her freak out as people begin to question whether they can rely on her to save their lives like they did hers. With less characters now we can begin to familiarise ourselves with some of the personalities in the ragtag team during these downtime scenes, instantly improving what was already a good strip.

Once they’re flying over the planet they spot an outpost where there shouldn’t be one and, once inside and cornered, they find out it belongs to the bug men. That of course means the aliens can’t be far away. The Marines attempted escape in the people carrier had the same music from the Hadley’s Hope escape scene in the movie playing over and over in my head as I read the end of this month’s chapter.

The cliffhanger sees their drop ship explode and now they’re stuck on this mysterious planet. Chris Warner’s story began as a fun take on the movie but little did I know that was only the starting point. I’m still not convinced about these bug men but given how much I’m enjoying the rest of it (at least they’re no longer 70s Doctor Who aliens) I have hope they’ll develop further too.

The Genre Gap is a strange little page, taking a long time to come to the conclusion we knew already that the Alien films are horrors. They just so happen to be set in a futuristic sci-fi setting, with a sci-fi entity as the main scare. When Stephen King says so is there really any need to question it? Then on the Bug Hunt letters page I’m not too sure about the name given to describe fans of fellow horror franchise, Predator!

There’s a healthy variety of places of origin for the readers this month. Back then it was rare to see letters in our comics from anywhere other than England. There also appears to have been a great deal of positivity for not only Tribes, but for the very idea of having a prose story in the comic, which I’m all for too. The sequel idea for an Alien 4 movie is just ridiculous… I mean, Madonna doing a movie song after that thing that I had to endure at the start of Die Another Day?!

Backsplash and Tribes may be over but that means more new stories next month which is always exciting. Colonial Marines continues to get better and better, and Crusade certainly has loads of potential that hopefully it can begin to fulfil. Even more excitedly there’s talk in this issue of a second autopsy feature (the first in #11 was fascinating) next month, this time for the alien eggs. Things can only get better, so be here in one month to check out Aliens #17.

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ALiENS #15: THERE’S MOVEMENT ALL OVER THE PLACE!

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This review was due on Tuesday 26th August
but was delayed due to a health issue

Well that’s one competition I wouldn’t have been entering. Anyway, Irish artist Killian Plunkett returns with this great cover for #15 of Dark Horse Intertnational’s Aliens as well as the first strip. One of the headlines on the cover notes the similarities in subject matter for two of the tales, something I’d noticed previously. The cover is printed on lovely glossy paper once more, which is highlighted by editor Cefn Ridout in the editorial, shown below to include all of the credits in the review.

He also mentions extra pages but in reality the comic has returned to its original page count. Perhaps in light of the cancellation of both Star Wars and Dracula there were a few extra pence in the pagination budget? Cefn welcomes Killian to the Aliens fold for the first time even though he’d previously drawn the even better cover to #8 (and Dracula #7) and I do like his answer to the question of whether the Colonial Marines will ever learn. He’s right, you know.

Proof comes in the form of part one of Backsplash, an American story written by Jim Woodring (The Book of Jim, Frank, Star Wars) with Killian as artist that was originally printed in Dark Horse Comics over there. It follows a team of marines as they try out a new eco-suit weapon in an alien hive, something they believe is so good the aliens will no longer be a threat. Of course, such talk is always going to jinx us humans in the Alien universe! The leader’s name is Gibbs, so maybe he can slap the marine who said that across the back of the head.

That’s basically it for the plot and things go wrong even more quickly than I anticipated, as the aliens swarm the two marines sent out in the suits. To begin with the particle-plasma projectors see off the xenomorphs easily, exploding their bodies at a safe distance. But then the aliens gang up and such a large amount of them exploding at once produces a wave of acid that instantly starts to eat through the suits. Even worse, it covers the transport holding the rest of the team, dissolving its armour and filling the interior with deadly fumes.

As they try to escape the surviving aliens attack, the extra weight leading the cliff edge they were parked on (because of course they were) to crumble, taking everyone with it. A prequel to a strip called Labyrinth, don’t expect to get to know any of the characters in this short story but it’s a fun little tale nonetheless that once again shows the universe humbling humanity. Great art on the part of Killian too, it feels like stills from an ace Aliens cartoon.

Part 3 of Michael Cook’s Crusade is reduced to 9 pages but it continues its positive ascent through the ranks of the stories after a rather dodgy beginning. The Minecorp mercenaries are imprisoned by the tribe’s leader, who accuses them of kidnapping those taken last time, despite the fact the mercenaries are still there. Go figure. But tribeswoman Rani isn’t convinced. She can see in the stones they aren’t the monsters of her visions and wants to go with them to find their lost people.

More world building is included when Britain is simply called ‘an unnamed mining island off the coast of Europe’. (I could make a dig about Brexit here but you’ve probably beaten me to it.) We also briefly see the Archbishop either tearing chunks out of the dead Beresford or stitching him up as the Alien Queen watches on, it’s unclear what he’s doing as the art remains too messy for me personally.

However his followers, who live in the abbey and never venture outside, are beginning to question his King-like leadership. They’ve heard tales of kidnappings, are suspicious of Bereford’s death and want to know what’s really in the tower. The Archbishop simply says doubts are the devil’s work and walks off. That won’t come back to haunt him, I’m sure. Back at the camp a rather basic escape plan is put in motion as Rani smuggles an electrical cutter inside the prisoners’ food like some clichéd cartoon.

Once free some of the mercs are all too ready to kill their captors, setting up some tense character dynamics within the group. However, the strip now suffers from that 90s action flick syndrome of a lack of clothing. As the tribes took the troopers’ clothes and they themselves wear only basic coverings, what Rani brings as their disguises is little more than an excuse for some tits and ass. A shame, there’s real depth within the story so it doesn’t need to do this.

I was looking forward to this month’s Technical Readout and the next part in the Sulaco series but instead it’s about the drop ship that took the marines down to the planet in the film. Actually, it’s not even about that, it’s a rather bland two pages about the individual missiles it could fire. Much more exciting was the realisation Chris Warner’s Colonial Marines strip had doubled in size to 16 pages. We were told it’d be a few more months until this happened so it’s a nice surprise.

This moment perfectly captures their panic, the claustrophobia and the ensuing tension.

This strip has been gagging to breathe a bit more in each issue. Each chunk has been really enjoyable but they’ve been over so quickly, partly because of the amount of pages but also because of the speed of the action, so the plot hasn’t really had a chance to shine. This changes somewhat here so I hope this is an ongoing change.

However, first up is this comic’s constant problem of giving things away in the round up of the story so far, with the writer of that page stating certain things have happened already when they haven’t. The reveal of the new alien species actually being a hybrid between humans and xenomorphs is spoiled before I even get to the strip.

How the characters can tell they’re hybrids is unknown, it certainly wasn’t clear to me. The man they found Newt-like in the air ducts tells them the hostiles are men “but bugged out”. Meanwhile, corporation man Beliveau is screaming at the huge synth that he’s built for alien encounters, only to be told by the synth they’ll have to wait for the team to re-establish contact because he costs too much to risk going in.

Beliveau’s inner thoughts betray him to the reader. He thinks he knows who’s responsible and in the hive the “Father” figure tells his men, “The Judas is here”, so there’s more to the company man. The main highlight of not only this strip but the whole issue is their escape up a zero-g well to an air lock. This moment, portrayed over the two spreads I’ve photographed, perfectly captures their panic, the claustrophobia and the ensuing tension.

Having one panel with all the captions displayed vertically is a nice touch too, highlighting the disorientation of being in zero-gravity. They manage to take one of the hybrids prisoner but all he does is lecture them about humanity polluting space and how The Father believes the aliens are cleansing it for the greater good. There’s an environmental message in there somewhere that I’m sure James Cameron would be proud of.

“The alien behind Point struck, its extended tongue tearing effortlessly through the helmet’s metal to taste the soft grey yolk that lay under the bone.”

Tribes, Steve Bissette

The new Q&Aliens feature takes individual questions asked in letters and gives them prominence in a double-page spread. There’s nothing particularly groundbreaking in any of the questions asked, although we do get to see these two interesting early designs for the original movie’s poster, complete with different fonts. Both were created by David Pelsue.

The questions may be of the usual sort but one answer stood out. A clearly frustrated reader wanted to know “Where the **~!” the facehuggers came from at the beginning of Alien³. I always thought it was obvious, the Queen had been hiding out on the drop ship so she planted them. Interestingly, the answer states the sound of an alien egg schlopping open could be heard at the very end of the credits to Aliens, director James Cameron indicating an egg was on board the EEV with the survivors (or perhaps just to freak out the audience a bit). I had to go and give it a listen and yep, it’s there! I’d never heard it before!

Tribes’ penultimate chapter (written by Steve Bissette) somehow escalates the heart-pumping excitement even more than it already had. Things are certainly shaping up for a heart-stopping climax next issue. My favourite character Rat may not be as prominent but it hardly matters because everything else happening around her has been dialled up. The shrunken images by Dave Dorman should still give you an idea of the action taking place here.

While we’re used to things going wrong in an Alien story, the fact absolutely everything (including things you’d never think could go wrong) goes wrong makes this a shocking read. Quite the feat. There are a lot of surprising deaths, Shitkicker goes on a rampage and the more things go wrong the more his metal shell injects drugs into him to combat the escalating situation, which of course just makes things worse. As the marines now fight their own amongst the aliens I was almost breathless by the end of the four pages. What a thrill ride!

What an issue. Aliens is back on top of its game! All four stories were a thrill to read this month. Backsplash is incredibly fun hokem, Crusade continues to develop something very interesting, Colonial Marines was just superb and Tribes… wow! There’s even mention on the letters page of a possible Technical Readout book, which I searched for and I found it. That’ll be a future purchase for the blog, no doubt. With two finales next month there’s every possibility #16 could (somehow) be even better than this issue. We’ll find out on Tuesday 23rd September 2025.

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ALiENS #12: HEY MAN, i DON’T WANNA RAiN ON YOUR PARADE

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Cefn Ridout’s editorial begins by describing Paul Johnson’s cover as “provocative” and a reminder of the pathological horror in the films. I agree. Aliens #12 from Dark Horse International already has my spine chilling. As I explained last month, anything involving a baby or young child like this will always terrify me. I wonder what people thought when they saw this on their shop shelves back in 1993.

Elsewhere in the editorial (presented here to give you the full issue credits) it sounds like the H.R. Giger interview, which I was really looking forward to after seeing the headline on the cover, will be another rant about Alien³, something I’m getting tired of at this stage. Let’s hope it’s better than that. We’ll find out further below. But first up are the last 12 pages of the UK exclusive strip, Peter Milligan’s Sacrifice.

The first half of this evokes a wonderfully creepy atmosphere and I just love the alien’s entrance and Ann’s reasons for being there, which I detailed last month. It takes what should be a ridiculous set up of one person going up against the alien with nothing but medieval-style weaponry and gives it real heft and purpose. Can her mother forgive her? Does evil really exist? By extension, does her god?

But in the end she finds she isn’t as alone as she thought. Inspired by her words and her bravery the villagers have come to her aid and trap (albeit temporarily) the alien in netting, giving her some breathing room. Even our scar-faced villain Ricketts comes good but pays the ultimate price as the sacrificial lamb of the piece before the alien falls foul of their trap. This is something I have a problem with, though.

Don’t get me wrong, I like the end result and its originality for an aliens story. Its acid blood also slowly leaks out and begins to melt the spikes, allowing it to writhe closer to freedom again. But where did the trap come from? Okay, Ann was gone for hours but if the villagers had been out there making it both she and the alien would’ve heard them. Was it always there? If so, why was it not mentioned before so it didn’t feel like such a handy coincidence? It makes no sense and it’s disappointing as a solution.

Ann is pulled into the pit by the alien’s tail and pulls out her grenade to sacrifice herself. But first she must know the truth. She must know if it really is the devil, to look it in its eyes and know if her faith was even real. Of course, we know the aliens don’t have visible eyes but the image from Ann’s dreams comes back to haunt her as she sees the glow of the villager’s fire torches reflected in this simply superb image by cover artist Paul.

The spikes behind its head giving the impression of horns is a nice touch too. Indeed, while the story has suddenly taken a turn for the worse the art remains sublime. It truly has been revelatory and a key factor in the chilling atmosphere these past few months. But Paul isn’t finished yet. The story may have had a silly resolution but you can’t fault the visuals of it.

Such a shame this is followed up by Ann somehow surviving that explosion despite being in the pit! We also find out she’s now in a relationship with Masters. Yep, the man who wouldn’t listen to a woman saying “no” gets the woman! This in particular has not aged well. It does have a refreshingly bleak ending when she doesn’t find her “god”, but overall the conclusion has not lived up to what came before.

The Motion Tracker news pages by Dave Hughes make the mistake of taking one negative review in an earlier issue of this comic and concluding that the Aliens Special Edition was “divisive”. No it wasn’t! This reminds me of silly online headlines I read now when a Doctor Who episode gets almost universally praised, even getting nearly 100% on sites such as Rotten Tomatoes, but because one or two “fans” give pointedly critical reviews the episode is described as “controversial” or “divisive”. Rubbish!

Speaking of negative reviews, the graphic novel of Hive is announced. I won’t go into that again, you can read back over previous issues to see what I thought of it (it ran from #1 to #9). There’s an interesting Egyptian-themed teaser image for the upcoming Stargate movie which I’ve never seen before. Finally in the details of movies coming out that might interest readers, the comic makes the sacrilegious decision to name Iron Eagle as the definitive Louis Gossett Jr. movie when surely it’s Jaws 3-D.

On to the Colonial Marines strip and it takes up eight pages in the middle of the comic, with things get off to a light, fluffy start.

As you can see it’s full of the usual tensions we got in the film. There’s nothing original here although it’s told in a fresh way with a set of believable characters, even if some of them do seem like copies of those we’ve already seen. This month’s story is basically the next stage in the infiltration of the sun gun complex but it’s highly enjoyable, especially our main character, Lieutenant Joseph Henry.

It’s interesting that the synthetic human isn’t going and I suspect (as does Henry by the looks of it) that there’s more behind that reason than just his cost.  Elsewhere, it appears those cheap 70s sci-fi aliens are somehow controlling the xenomorphs rather than being a separate group of antagonists. It rather depletes the threat of the comic’s title species if I’m being honest. The fact they sometimes look like spoof versions of themselves doesn’t help either.

Let’s hope I’m wrong and the addition of these new aliens doesn’t dilute our regulars too much.

So, on to that interview with the original designer of the aliens and their world, the incredibly talented H.R. Giger. I know his artwork is rather twisted and often his non-Alien work can be quite sensuous, but there are points in this chat that just feel damned creepy. I mean, wanting to make this alien killer more erotic?! I also agree with the decision made not to use his updates to the creature as they would’ve changed too much, especially his plans for its mouth/teeth and hands.

At least David Fincher is talked about positively here. The amazing special edition of Alien³ (which is not a “third sequel”, the clue is in the name) also reinstated the ox and the film can now be seen as Fincher originally intended before all of the studio interference, making it possibly my second favourite of the series after Aliens. I’m not sure who wrote this piece but as a reader they come across a bit obsequious. Were they hoping Giger would read this and be so grateful of their sucking up he’d hire them? I jest of course, but you get my point.

Replacing the Predator strip is the first part of Horror Show, an eight-page Aliens strip written by Sarah Byam (Billi 99, Black Canary, What If), drawn by David Roach (Nemesis the Warlock, Batman and Demon, Tales of the Jedi), coloured by Alex Wald (Shaolin Cowboy, American Splendor, Playboy) and lettered by Phil Owen (Dark Horse Comics). A character who is very clearly a pastiche of Orson Welles runs a company that uses technology to research people’s fears. They pay his company to place them into a realistic nightmare scenario as a form of therapy, to help them overcome it.

In reality the dream sequences are being recorded and used to create virtual Total Recall-like horror entertainment for profit. We see someone attacked by a shark and lose a leg, only to be confronted by an alien, their near-meltdown being music to Orson Masch’s ears. Even an alien costume turns up. This could be an interesting ‘Aliens meets Total Recall strip’, but I have this niggling feeling this could be another Hive, a strip that also reduced the aliens to a man-made version of some form.

In the continuing publication of the Tribes novella the team are infiltrating a hospital that was formerly an alien hive. However, in an interesting twist they suspect the hospital staff of leading some form of pro-alien religion and the reader discovers a doctor who appears to be gestating an alien queen inside themselves. However, they’re trying to delay it to a specific time. We don’t know why yet.

The Technical Readout feels like a bit of a cop out this month, being little more than a paragraph about the Colonial Marines and a quick sketch. On the Bug Hunt letters page a reader has the terrible idea of treating Alien³ as a Dallas-style dream sequence and the comic’s recent changes have been met with high praise. The call for Aliens: Countdown’s artist Denis Beauvais’ return is met with the news that his Frankenstein strip will be appearing in Dracula (it didn’t). Of course, with hindsight we know that comic would be cancelled in a few months, so will we get to see any of that strip before then? We’ll find out in its real time read through.

This issue may have struggled to reach the heights of the simply amazing #11 but that’s not to say it isn’t without its highlights. Paul’s artwork always shines, Tribes is the best read this time and Colonial Marines is still enjoyable and has bags of potential. I’m very hyped to see what the new exclusive UK strip is next time, to see more of Lt. Henry and his crew and to see if the Mars-based Schwarzenegger movie can work its magic into Horror Show. I’ll catch you (or if not, a facehugger will) on Tuesday 24th June 2025.

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ALiENS #11: WE’RE iN SOME REAL PRETTY SHiT NOW, MAN!

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This comic is never short of fantastic covers and Colin MacRae’s introduction to #11 of Dark Horse International’s Aliens is no exception, depicting the next chapter in the Colonial Marines epic from across The Pond. (Erroneously credited as Colin MacNeil, this was corrected in #14’s editorial.) The first thing I noticed upon scanning through the issue is the page count. Just as the publisher’s Dracula gained four pages, it appears Aliens has permanently lost the same amount, the free comic given away over the past two issues disguising the fact somewhat.

As you can see another change has occurred with Cefn Ridout taking over as editor from Dick Hansom, and his first task is to give the readers a shake to get more interesting correspondence for the letters page. In his very first paragraph he even uses the accidental reprint of a previous Alien Vs Predator II chapter to comic effect in this regard. He’s definitely off to a good start! All credits for this issue are also above.

Our UK strip, Sacrifice started off fine but unremarkable, however it really kicks into gear this issue. The atmosphere is palpable! It’s certainly not for the faint-hearted, especially those with kids. I don’t personally, but ever since my mate had her’s I find scenes like this below particularly horrific. There’s even a season one episode of ER I now find more terrifying than most horror films!

After this, Ann no longer cares if she lives or dies and she slowly walks back to the compound. Masters is the one person who seemed to care about her but got all creepy last time, and when he approaches her she punches him square in the face. She may be a priest but sacrificing babies to the alien has rightfully pushed her over the edge. However, Ricketts (the guy with the grotesquely scarred face) attacks her, calling her a murderer because the alien attacked and killed villagers because it didn’t get the baby.

It’s here the strip takes a horrific turn I simply was not expecting. Not only is the question of the mysterious generator room answered, but so is my own about how many babies would be needed, a plot point I previously thought made no sense. But it wasn’t meant to make sense. I was expertly fooled by writer Peter Milligan. They’re not some form of devil worshippers. Their devil is very real for a start. The story explains all with these two pages below, the second one delivering a shock after turning the page.

The whole point of living, of trying to survive against the alien is brought into question if this is the way, and as a priest Ann’s struggles with this feel very real. We also find out Ricketts’ disfigurement occurred when he tried and failed to save his wife. He almost becomes a sympathetic character. Almost, until he does something that genuinely shocked me, I can’t lie. Something that proves this is truly a horror comic.

Ann’s mum sacrificed herself to save her daughter from an alien and the guilt has driven her ever since, so she decides she’ll face the alien instead. Ricketts is delighted, it’ll save them a few babies, and to this he earns a well deserved knee in the groin. (I may have inwardly cheered.) She’s lost her faith, but if the alien is proof evil exists then in her eyes God should too. She needs to look it in the eye to confirm her own beliefs. Masters gives her a grenade and she has her cross and a makeshift spear, and in a ‘knights of the crusade’ moment she’s ready.

The story has me gripped. And horrified. But that’s the point of a good Alien story, isn’t it? The themes are very similar to Alien³’s and I can’t wait to see what happens next, especially since the comics checklist (which gives details of the next issue) says the climax is next month. 

Much like the Dracula comic at the same time, Dave Hughes’ news pages covered Alien³’s takings in the cinema the more favourable UK numbers are covered. I was in awe of The Lawnmower Man at the time which also really benefitted from a longer special edition, and even Gary Oldman’s Prince gets a shout out. On the first page is another funny competition and the comic knows fine rightly most people entering it shouldn’t really be getting their hands on the prize. I’d never heard of Charles Dutton’s sitcom Roc, but I’ve now found out all of the second season’s 25 episodes were aired live! That’s pretty damn incredible. 

I think Dave perhaps meant “flawed epic” in the ‘Alien Stars’ column? More memories are stirred of seeing sequels to Poison Ivy loitering on late night telly when we first got satellite TV, and the cover to K2 never intrigued me enough in the video store. If only I’d realised who was in it. More fond memories too of that transition period when widescreen videos started to make their impact, and I can find no evidence of a film starring Bill Paxton called ‘Twisted’. It’s somewhat familiar, obviously! (Although there’s no mention of Helen Hunt.)

Our 8-page chunk of Colonial Marines this month could be seen as little more than that classic Aliens moment of the marines’ first foray into the seemingly deserted colony in the film, only reworked to a Sun Gun setting. But that doesn’t take away from the lovely, slow-burn atmosphere expertly portrayed here. This story is taking its time and works all the better for it.

As I read these pages I’m imagining the characters’ voices crackling over their comms, and in a change from the film it’s the waste disposal team that have been sent in first to check the levels of toxic waste; no one is even considering this has anything to do with aliens. Typically, the head of the team is all about profit and doesn’t care for the marines. That is, until they come across familiar, organic materials covering the walls inside. Then, of course, a piece of that wall begins to move.

Our main character, Lt. Joseph Henry suddenly realises what’s happened. As do the marines. He orders the disposal teams to evacuate but we know it’ll be too late. The strip could easily have rushed through this bit but it took its time and as a result, after the intensity of Sacrifice, this issue really isn’t pulling any punches in the atmosphere stakes.

Time for a breather and the Technical Readout details a random crane machine, proving Lee Brimmicombe-Wood can bring enjoyable details to even the most seemingly random and inconsequential bits of fictional tech. Lee gets a thank you at the end of the next feature, Jim Campbell’s Under the Knife. It’s a piece detailing an anonymous doctor’s autopsy of an alien body and it’s brilliantly written. Think a doctor’s breakdown of a dissected body can’t be compulsive reading? Think again.

Jim expertly walks the fine line between keeping the mystery of the monsters (and thus their fear factor), and giving readers just enough juicy details to keep them glued to the page and feel like they’re learning more than they actually are. Trust me, you’ll want to take five minutes out of your day to get stuck into this one. Let’s hope Jim returns to bring us something similar in future issues, perhaps for the facehugger. A little gem hidden away in this issue.

Another gem is Rites of Passage, the wordless two-part Predator back-up strip. It may only be eight pages, and it’s basically one fight scene but it makes an impact. Pitting a seemingly defenceless tribesman against the technologically advanced alien may seem familiar all these years later after the excellent Prey movie, but I can imagine how thrilling it’d have been in 1993 discovering this fight isn’t as one-sided as we (and the Predator) may have assumed.

Ian Edginton’s story is still thrilling today. We don’t even know this man’s name but we cheer him on as he uses his ingenuity to defend himself, before going on the offensive and taking out the alien’s weaponry in an exciting double-page spread by penciller Rick Leonardi, inker Dan Panosian and colourist Greg Wright. I also love how much character there is in this version of the Predator when it’s free of its helmet.

There are moments when you genuinely believe our hero is going to lose, making the eventual win all the more worthwhile. When another Predator arrives it looks closely at him and leaves, and you feel its look is its way of showing respect for the victor. We come back to the beginning of the story and the man is now an elder with familiar items attached to his shield and spear, and he sees another falling star in the night sky. Excellent stuff.

The Aliens Vs Predator II debacle is mentioned in the editorial and discussed on the letters page, but is this month’s chapter another attempt by Cefn to get readers writing in as he joked earlier? Have a read and see if you spot anything strange about this.

The strip is only two pages long as usual but I think they’ve been printed in the wrong order. The first thing I noticed was our lead character throwing her weapon at the alien Queen and being without it at the end of page one, but she has it again at the top of the next page. The first caption on page two is also a quick recap of the last chapter, the story flows from page two to page one better, and the end of page one is clearly the cliffhanger. Oh dear.

Prose story Tribes reads so much better this month, beginning with an excellent description of life inside an alien hive and then concentrating on the characters, building them into real humans in my mind. Most intriguing are MOX and Rat. The former is a psychotic human almost killed in battle but kept alive and sedated in an armoured shell until he’s needed to go berserk. The latter is an infiltration specialist who appears to have developed the skill of being silent as a child because of her abusive father.

Because it’s a novella being broken down into bite-sized chunks it’s another slow burn, something this comic seems to do incredibly well. It’s building up organically and I think it reads all the better for it. The conclusion should be all the more powerful after getting to know the people involved and caring about what happens to them. It’s also building an interesting plot and even an insight into the aliens themselves. Much improved and I’m looking forward to more.

On the inside back cover is the full-page advert for the refreshed #6 of Dracula which you can see in the review of #5 of that comic, and that just about wraps things up for another month. The best issue so far. No competition. Of course, you need to have read the previous chapters in all the stories to really appreciate them, but the emotional investment this issue brought has really surprised me. I’m locked, loaded and ready for #12 on Tuesday 20th May 2025.

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SPEAKEASY #81: A CHAT WiTH MARK RODGERS

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Just five short months after the previous issue of Speakeasy that featured on the blog came their Christmas issue, complete with snow and holly on the title (as it should be) and our piggy publication got a headline mention too. That’s because inside there was a massive double-page spread all about our favourite comic.

OiNK featured in the earlier issue in a much smaller way. Here, an unknown writer (no credit is given so it could be anyone out of Cefn Ridout, Dick Hansom, Bambos Georgiou and Nigel Curson) chats to OiNK co-creator/co-editor Mark Rodgers and the big news was that OiNK was finally going weekly with #45!

I remember the first time this was announced in the comic and I was absolutely thrilled. The loss of some key characters to a semi-regular basis and a reduction in pages was a bit of a shock though. If I’d been reading Speakeasy I’d have had a heads up and Mark’s explanation about some characters being on a regular rotation makes perfect sense. If only the comic itself had told us this at the time, maybe more readers would’ve stayed around.

There are a handful of previews for the new weekly strips here, showcasing Lew Stringer’s main characters who would now always have full pages to themselves. David Haldane’s are shown in their entirety and Billy Brown’s Black Hole was a one-off but even on such a smaller scale Simon Thorp’s detailed artwork still looks the part. Two-thirds of it are shown here even though we wouldn’t see it in OiNK until #68, the final issue!

“The pigs started taking over. We eventually decided to call it OiNK.”

Mark Rodgers

The piece begins with the well-known tale of how OiNK’s three creators (Mark, Tony Husband and Patrick Gallagher) met and, once we get to the point in the story where OiNK received its name, the writer takes every opportunity to insert a surprisingly well-crafted pig pun. The article focusses on OiNK’s independence and what set it apart from its contemporaries. Most interestingly, Mark likens OiNK to its stablemates when they were younger comics, when they pushed the envelope with their own rebellious senses of humour.

But by the 80s what was once rebellious had become stagnant. OiNK was their attempt at rekindling that same feeling for the modern audience. I’ve no doubt those that complained about OiNK failed to see the similarity to the comics from their own youth. Other interesting tidbits here include Mark admitting the humour was going to be gently changed to appeal to the middle-ground of their readers’ ages, Burp is misspelled throughout for some reason, and the DallasEnders photo strip mentioned wouldn’t actually see the light of day until #63, the first monthly.

“It’s going back to the basics of children’s humour comics really.”

Mark Rodgers

Lew Stringer also pops up towards the end when he’s asked about his involvement with the weekly relaunch. To help with the quicker turnover of issues Lew was asked to design half a dozen of the covers, three of which he would draw himself and the rest would be handed over to others. Lew discusses the idea behind them and it’s interesting that he came up with a theme for them in response to the fact the issues themselves would no longer be themed. Clever.

There’s one point here that’s particularly relevant. Mark talks about some of the more popular characters and how readers could identify with them. They were highly exaggerated versions of us and our likes, dislikes and behaviours of course, but it meant we could laugh at ourselves alongside the celebrity spoofs and random characters inside the comic. In a world where certain corners of the internet bemoan comics (and other mediums) wanting to create identifiable characters for modern audiences, it’s clear they don’t know their own comics history. It’s always been a thing, whether in superhero comics or silly ones about pigs and plops.

It’s time for a quick look at some other little bits that caught my eye as I read this edition of Speakeasy. Some things never change, as some got into a tizzy over new Bible-based comics. They were reported on as “obscene” and “degrading”, created by “perverts who should be prosecuted”. Reported as such in a tabloid that had topless women every day and another that constantly runs bikini photographs of celebrities the second they are of legal age.

A paragraph about the atrocious ratings of a Marvel TV series ends with the first news of one of my favourite shows of all time, the 80’s War of the Worlds. Well, the first season was ace and ahead of its time, a superb sequel to the 1953 movie and which had a clear multi-year arc long before Babylon 5. But then the studio began interfering. When they didn’t get their way they fired show runner Greg Strangis, relaunching it with a completely different season two which was lame, contradicted everything that had come before and killed off any non-white characters (but I’m sure that was just a coincidence, right?). Am I still bitter all these years later? You betcha.

Marvel UK’s licenced comics get an update (the update for Fleetway would have you believe they only published 2000AD), however there’s no word on those Action Force issues being the last. Then there’s a rather familiar name associated with an anti-smoking campaign and I for one would be happy to be incorrectly identified as that person. Finally, Pat Mills and Hunt Emerson brought us a role-playing game book that just might have a point behind it. It’s subtle.

That brings us to the end of another look at Speakeasy, a time capsule for the comics scene of the 80s. I know it was publisher Fleetway’s idea to turn OiNK into a weekly but Mark seems genuinely enthusiastic for its potential. It’s always enjoyable to read about his love of the comic, it’s so infectious. Christmas 1987 was such an exciting time for pig pals, with the very best issues of OiNK the team produced, the first OiNK Book and news of the weeklies to come.

Very happy memories indeed and you can relive them (or discover them for the first time) in the OiNK Real-Time Read Through. Enjoy!

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