ASTONISHING X-MEN is one of those series which has been too
hyped for its own good. So it's perhaps best to make it
clear from the word go that anybody expecting the return of
loads of obscure characters, or a major change in the
direction of the X-Men, or really anything other than a
scratch team fighting a villain you've never heard of,
should think again.
So, with those preconceptions aside, let's judge the book
on its merits. And it's mediocre stuff.
We've got a common problem here. This story is about two
things. One, it's about Cyclops putting together a new
team. Two, it's about the X-Men saving the Mannites from
a villain. And these two threads have absolutely zero to
tie them together. Taken as a whole, what's the book about?
Nothing, really.
Sometimes you can get away with this if the individual
threads are good enough on their own. Here, they're not,
so you can forget about that one. The new team line-up, for
one thing, is pretty unimaginative. Four longtime X-Men
and two relatives of the team leader. Well. Since four of
these heroes have worked together regularly in the past,
you'd expect the focus to be on the two relative newcomers,
Nate Grey and Cable. Nate does indeed get a few moments of
attention, but Cable seems utterly superfluous.
If we're supposed to care about these people as our
protagonists, then surely the formation of the new team
ought to be a big thing. But here, it's really just a
throwaway - a vehicle to get some sort of team in place
so that we can trot off to help the Mannites. Which is
very disappointing.
Now then. The Mannites. How to put this gently?
Nina, when she was first introduced in Onslaught: Epilogue,
kind of worked. Yes, she was a bit derivative, and
painfully cute, but she was so at odds with the sterile
compound in which the story was set that the combination
came off as surreal. It was more or less successful. When
she showed up again in Hunt For Xavier, diminishing returns
were setting in.
Now, we have six of the little bastards. They look
different from each other, and that's about as diverse as
things get. It's an overload of cute. If you've ever
wanted to know what a mutant stage school kid would be like,
here's the answer. There are kids on Sesame Street less
vomit-inducing than this bunch.
The Mannites simply do not work. They are big, enormous
failures. I cannot even say that I don't care whether they
live or die. I do care. I will cheer their gruesome
murders. I would personally stamp on their cutesy little
faces given the chance. Until they burst.
So, what do we have? A series with characters I'm not
interested in (even the ones I was interested in at the
beginning) fighting to save characters I positively hate
from a villain I'm not interested in. Pretty feeble.