INJECTION No. 8, March 2016 |
It is really hard to imagine that many, if any, of this
twenty-page periodical’s 11,855 readers obtained any notable satisfaction from
perusing Issue Eight of “Injection”. For whilst Warren Ellis’ storyline does occasionally
provide some fleeting moments of deductive ingenuity as the Cross-Cultural
Contamination Unit continues its investigation into the bizarre abduction of John
Van Der Zee’s ethereal girlfriend. It does so almost begrudgingly and seemingly
prefers instead to tediously toy with the concept of a ‘TARDIS-owning’ Brigid
Roth potentially being Doctor Who, an unshaven bleary-eyed Robin Morel having
drinks with his dead relatives, and, most distasteful of all, Vivek Headland
recollecting his various sexual encounters with all manner of partners across
over seventeen semi-graphically drawn panels; “So, if anyone asks? You drugged
me.”
Just why the Essex-born writer felt his audience would
enjoy such a bizarre gestalt of unrelated ideas, particularly those concerning
the Logician’s more dubious “human interaction” experiments, instead of
continuing with what was once an enthralling enquiry into a missing ghost and the
serving of a human-ham sandwich, is not terribly clear? But it seems probable
that the British novelist at some point realised that a narrative focusing solely
upon the Private Eye’s interrogation of a confused criminal chef “with
strong occult tendencies” and subsequent briefing of a New York Police Department
officer, wasn’t going to produce material sufficient enough to fill either the magazine,
or the graphic novel based upon this story-arc which, somewhat mercenary-like, “Image
Comics” actually announced before this comic book series had ever been
published.
Sadly however even Ellis’ logic behind just why the nefarious
international organisation Rubedo are threatening Headland’s latest client
makes little actual sense. Vivek’s hypothesis that the villains “have mistaken
an artificial intelligence for an alchemical substance and/or presence that
represents ultimate power and enlightenment” genuinely taxes the mind… And it
certainly comes as no surprise that Manhattan detective Lucy Branch balks at
the ludicrous idea of Van Der Zee somehow making a deal with the Philosopher’s
Stone in order for its “virtual facet” to bring “his dead lover back for him.”
Such a mind-numbing plot clearly did little to motivate
artist Declan Shalvey either, as the Irishman’s breakdowns for
this comic are arguably far from impressive. Admittedly there will be plenty of
fans out there who will praise the Eagle Award-winner’s significant use of a child-like
bubble-map as innovative story-telling. But that still doesn’t account for the
wooden, lifeless figures, such as those pencilled throughout Robin’s drunken
stupor sequence, which populate the rest of this book.
The regular cover art of "INJECTION" No. 8 by Declan Shalvey |
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