|WORLD OF TANKS No. 3, December 2016|
Such a dramatic change in look, and therefore feel, to this twenty-two page periodical arguably quite badly damages the impact of its all so serious “gritty” narrative, and dishearteningly, even goes so far as to lessen the impact of a particularly harrowing scene where Hauptman Kraft discovers the Canadian corpses of some unarmed prisoners mercilessly murdered by the ‘children’ of the twelfth S.S. Panzer Hitlerjugend, simply because of how different the German tank commander now looks. Indeed, the two illustrators’ drawing styles are so remarkably dissimilar that it can take the entirety of the comic before its abundantly clear just which of the British senior officers is actually Simon Linnet, or a repeated reading of a nocturnal camp-fire scene in order to ascertain the individual members of Snakebite’s identically dressed crew; “Budd, your appetite for misery never fails to amaze me!”
Perhaps this book’s greatest disappointment however, is that beneath the Northern Irishman’s admittedly competent, yet somewhat cartoony and noticeably inconsistent breakdowns, Ennis has actually penned an incredibly enthralling plot which provides both some wonderful, light-hearted humour in the guise of Kraft being thumped by the giant “bloke running a kampfgruppe full of pretty little blond boys”, and chillingly cold inhumanity, as the facially bruised Hauptman discovers the aforementioned uncovered grave full of brutally slain Allied soldiers. The Holywood-born writer even manages to provide the straight-laced Linnet with a moment of self-doubt and loathing, when the well-educated Englishman realises his men have captured, caught and eaten “a little [French] blind girl’s pet” rooster called Bernard.
|Script: Garth Ennis, Artist: P.J. Holden, and Colors: Michael Atiyeh|