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Ah, reverse psychology.
Mark Millar has spent the last few issues
of Ultimate X-Men and Ultimate War dropping
hints that Wolverine deliberately left Cyclops to die in the
Savage Land, so as to give himself a free run at Jean Grey
when he got back to America. And I've basically taken
those as the usual attempts to set up suspicions within the
team and build tension.
But this issue Millar takes the storyline
in a direction I honestly wasn't expecting. All the
hints were correct, and Wolverine did in fact leave Cyclops to
die in the Savage Land. Seems odd to say that I didn't
see a plot development coming despite characters talking about
it for three issues running, but like I say, it's reverse
psychology. You just don't expect the heroes to wander
around murdering one another.
Of course, Millar's Wolverine started off
as a villain, so it's not as drastically out of character here
as it would be for the mainstream version of the character.
If anything, it's a handy reminder that we're dealing here
with a seriously unpleasant version of Wolverine.
I like it when writers surprise me.
This gets a good review.
The actual story consists largely of
Cyclops lying in a pile at the bottom of a pit and trying not
to die. An entire issue in Scott's company is not in
most circumstances the most attractive of prospects, given
that he's hardly the most dynamic personality in the world -
he's a team book character who works in that context but
usually seems a little flat on his own. But Millar makes
this issue work, as poor Scott spends the issue trying not to
starve to death and realising that he has made a serious
miscalculation as to just how much Wolverine hates him.
Scott has spent the last couple of years assuming that he was
having a romantic triangle subplot with another basically
reasonable chap, and it's come as a bit of a shock that
Wolverine seems to have been thinking along drastically
different lines.
It's not a perfect issue - the art rather
overplays the whole "lying in a heap" idea and ends up making
Scott look more like a dropped rubber chicken than an injured
man. I can see what it's aiming for, but it overshoots
the mark. Nonetheless, this is one of Millar's best - a
lovely piece of misdirection.
Rating: A
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