WYTCHES No. 2, November 2014 |
For those readers who enjoy their comics taking them to
‘creepy, bone-chilling places’ then it is well worth persevering through the
opening third of this somewhat disappointing instalment of Scott Snyder’s
“fresh, contemporary, and much scarier” reimagining of “the mythology of
witches”. For once the New Yorker’s narrative starts to focus upon Lucy Rook’s bygone
motor vehicle accident and depicts her daughter Sailor bleeding out during a
school swimming lesson, Issue Two of “Wytches” becomes a deeply disturbing,
unnerving experience.
Indeed, whether it be the ghoulish-looking zombie Annie boasting
that she “gotttt…you…”, the blood-shot eyed comatose victim Dylan momentarily waking to whisper "I can smell it on you", or the emaciated
giant skull-faced witches who emerge from behind the trees in the local
woodland, the America writer provides plenty of incentive for anyone perusing
this periodical to be very “afraid to go to bed at night”. Even the man of the
house, Charlie, isn’t safe from the scary shenanigans as some aged bald
invalid, having left a trail of extracted human teeth on his lawn, savagely
assaults him with one of her prosthetic limbs.
Unfortunately however, before anything is encountered
which “will really scare you to death”, buyers of this book will first
have to endure a bitterly disappointing resolution to the previous publication’s
extremely tense and sinister cliff-hanger. For having ended with Sailor
seemingly being attacked by the undead corpse of a former school bully,
this instalment bizarrely begins with the girl’s father frustratingly fixing a chair lift
with “Uncle Reggie”? In fact such is the feeling of disconnect between this
edition’s beginning and the conclusion of the preceding comic that doubtless
many of its 58,345 buyers in November 2014 had to double-check to ensure they
hadn’t inadvertently missed an issue.
Equally as dishearteningly lack-lustre, at least at the
start of this book, is the artwork of Mark Simpson. Without the threat of
something “bestial and primal” leaping up out of the page, Jock’s illustrations
are disappointingly awkward-looking, even with Matt Hollingsworth’s wonderful
spatterings of colour. But once the Scottish penciller starts drawing the
grotesquely-shaped witches which exist “deep in the woods and prey on human
flesh” then his panels take on a chillingly twisted unnatural life of their own.
The variant cover art of "WYTCHES" No. 2 by Declan Shalvey |
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