Writer/Artists: Alan Davis, Mark Farmer(i), Gregory Wright(c)
Publisher: Marvel
Killraven as usual sucks. Cheesy effects include a man-fish which translates for Mystery Science Theater 3000 fans as man-in-fish suit as well as a mish-mash of monsters, seen in the cliffhanger, which appear merely to be superimpositions of whatever creatures happened to be minding their own business on the director's property before being snatched by a butterfly net.
The added humiliation of whatever dignity this series had--and it is possible that it had none--comes in equating Killraven's dreams with that of Yogi Bear and his fellow emasculated Hanna Barbera cartoons stuck on a flying ark singing: "We're off to search for the perfect place. The perfect plaaaaaace. The skies are blue. The water's clean..."
We do finally get a hint of Alan Davis' British sense of style and taste. Killraven and the rest of his leather-clad disco warriors descend upon Washington D.C. We know we're in Washington D.C. due to the "shock" and "horror" of seeing the White House sagging like a boob whose implant leaked. Here, Killraven meets the Black Knight who all but intones "none shall pass" and his witty servants the Knights Who Say Ni! Although not sharing a body, when one knight demands that Killraven "prostrate himself" there can be really little doubt as to the source.
You may believe the artwork will be pretty enough that you can stomach the stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid plot and the balsa of characterization, but Alan Davis has done far, far better. Is Killraven the worst mini-series ever written? Yes. It is.
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