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Also ending their run, and rather more
definitively, Peter Milligan and Salvador Larroca say
goodbye to X-Men. Larroca is off to work with
Warren Ellis on Newuniversal - not the most obvious
pairing, but we'll see how it turns out - while Milligan is
presumably headed back to his usual cult audience.
Now, I've quite enjoyed some of
Milligan's run, although god knows it's been infuriatingly
inconsistent. The closing "Blood of Apocalypse" arc
came nearest to clicking, with an appropriately melodramatic
action story straight out of the nineties in the foreground,
while Milligan amused himself with the demented Apocalypse.
Sure, the Gambit fans are probably up in arms about it, but
for heaven's sake, we did basically the same storyline
twenty years ago with Angel, and that wasn't the end of the
world. Relax, people.
Having said all that, I'd be the first to
agree that Peter Milligan was not a good choice to write
X-Men. The man is a cult writer, and he's at his
best when given free rein to follow his bizarre ideas to
their logical conclusion in a title that doesn't have to
worry about commercial appeal or conventional standards of
plausibility. If you put him on a standard superhero
title, though, the result tends to be awkward - the genre
isn't his strong point, and mainstream audiences tend to
find his postmodern alienation schtick... well, a little too
alienating. I like it, but I'm fully aware that it's a
minority taste, and I certainly wouldn't have hired him for
this assignment. Besides, I'd rather read him working
on something else where he can really cut loose.
And even allowing for that, there are
bits of his X-Men stories that are just plain clunky.
It's one thing for Sunfire to deliver tongue-in-cheek
dialogue like "What do any of us do? Fight, make up,
plot scheme, fight some more." That's quirky
self-awareness. But when Emma Frost is saying things
like "We won't know who or what she is until she emerges
from the dark night that engulfs her" - that's just bad.
Still, I've generally enjoyed this
closing arc, and suspect that the story is the precisely the
sort of thing a lot of X-Men fans would have liked more if
it was delivered in a more normal style. The plot
ideas are all perfectly reasonable, once you look beneath
the surface.
As for the art, this isn't exactly
Larroca's best work. Even the colourist can't seem to
keep track of who's who, and that's hardly surprising given
that characters seem to just turn up from nowhere halfway
through scene. Then again, it's not helped by some
glaring colouring errors that should have been easily
caught. Mistaking Emma Frost for Gambit - despite the
high-heeled boots and the dialogue - is an eyebrow-raising
one.
I suspect most X-Men fans will be
delighted to see the back of this creative team. I'm
much more positive about this run, but I still think
Milligan was a wildly ill-advised choice for the book.
Still, I enjoyed it.
Oh, yes - there's a back-up strip, which
also appears in Young Avengers #12, featuring a
character called the Masked Marvel. This was
originally solicited to be in the next issue, but somehow
it's ended up here. Pleasingly, it seems to have
displaced all the adverts. The Masked Marvel is
secretly a comic book writer and he's pitching his own
series to Marvel Comics. The story itself is clearly a
pilot for some future story, and frankly, it's all a bit
twee. I'm sure they loved it in the office, but I
can't really imagine wanting to read a monthly series about
a Karl Kesel stand-in fighting crime and arguing with his
real-life editor. It might be mildly amusing as some
sort of industry satire, but here it's played more or less
straight, and the appeal escapes me.
Rating: B+
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